Dreamt I was back in my teens. Some hot head preacher has decided to start up Sunday school on Fridays and well as Sundays. He knew I hated this idea and hated Sundays, but he thought he could discipline me in front of all his followers. He had no idea what hit him as I questioned and challenged his authority in front of all his followers. I called his church a stupid cult. It was a really angry dream! But the ending was cool... After all that there was this beautiful lake and unknown snowy mountains behind it. It felt like an adventure waiting to happen.
A tram derails. I am diving in sea weed. There's a tsunami and I wonder if the rest of the world is alarmed at how many we have been having lately. There's a power cut in a library because of the derailed tram.