Xanous' Dream Journal

#544 DILD 11:30PM

I somehow become a substitute mail carrier. I am worried because I have no idea what Im doing. I drive away in the mail truck but someone is yelling at me to stop. I ignore it at first but they say stop or we'll shoot. I stop and they say to check in. I get really confused because they say no here but up there where I was heading. I got through a gate and down a street. I stop at some factory looking building. I worry about what could happen next but I go in. Two guys who just look like a couple of slackers approach. They ask something about checking in. I say yes. We have some conversation but I get the idea I have to wait for someone or something. I see Newman from Seinfeld. He's talk to someone else as he passes. I say hello Newman. You're not getting your mail today you little bitch. He ignores me and walk away. I say I guess he didn't hear me. I tell one of the guys it much be hard delivering mail to someone you hate. I think of a few people thar won't get mail if I see it.

I decide to wonder around a bit and find myself it a room that I think looks like a version of David's house. I think we'll I'm here. Finally came to Michigan. Then it dawns on me whats happening and I instantly become lucid and filled with excitement and joy. I shout hey David this is a dream. We're dreaming dude get in here. Some reason I want to share this lucidity with someone real or not. I look around trying to find him but he doesn't show. I keep yelling for him but the dream goes dark.
I flap my arms and fly up a little just to get some sensation. I focus on visualizing his face but only a picture of him appears of him smiling at me in a goofy way. Then the one picture morphs into a 3 x 5 grid of the same. The whole thing is really trippy and I just laugh at it all. I wake up.