exdreamer's Dream Journal

I was on some kind of flying bus or other multi-passenger transport vehicle. Outside it was dark and stormy. The vehicle was flying over a city. It looked pretty run down -- a very dystopian sci-fi vibe.

I realised we were heading straight into the centre of a storm. It was like a hurricane and epic thunder storm combined. I knew it was dangerous and started shouting at whoever was driving to avoid the storm. It was too late though. The vehicle was shaken and vast amounts of water were pouring in to it, filling it up.

Mostly everyone was knocked unconscious. Only myself and another guy were alright. I told him to help me open the back window. The vehicle was still flying and had passed through the storm but was almost full of water and heading towards the ground. We opened the window and I pulled out some kind of breathing apparatus and swap through the vehicle waking people up.

I was telling them that they had to go and jump out of the window because we would crash. It seemed like it was somehow the safer option? I came across N, an old enemy from school. I was tempted to leave him to his death but decided it was wrong and saved him. Most of the other people on in the vehicle were people I knew but I can’t quite remember the specifics.

We must have all survived because we were know in a deserted city centre. Everything was so brown and dirty. The storm could be seen off in the distance, it looked like a scary destructive force yet really beautiful and natural. I was worried that it was heading in our direction. I was talking with someone and they disagreed with me saying that it would move off another way. It suddenly began to move at a rapid pace to the right of my view and was far enough away to not worry about.

There was a girl with me. She was really beautiful but not someone I know from reality. She was either my girlfriend or someone I was in a sort-of relationship with. I felt like I trusted her a great deal.

I found myself sitting with some people talking about what we should do. I said that we should go to a nearby town to look for something -- possibly other people or supplies, it wasn’t clear. I was told I had to take someone with me. I said I would take the girl, but the idea was shot down for some reason. It was commented that I trusted her too much. I insisted and it was agreed except that T, an old school friend, would have to come wit me. I didn’t like the idea because I didn’t trust him. I also knew that T wasn’t his real name. I considered him to be a slippery character that kept changing his identity. He was with some random girl who laughed in a knowing slightly sinister way that made me feel uneasy.

I went to find the girl from earlier. She was sleeping in a make-shift shelter made of road signs. I touched her exposed belly gently and woke her softly. She smiled and I stroked her arm. I said I was sorry to wake her but we were going to scout out a nearby town and that it’d be good to spend some time together.

This is a dream that is important to me because it reminds me of how much of a jerk I was and maybe still am and how much remorse and regret I feel for past mistakes.

I was my old school playing field. It was different; there was a large gate where there was not one before. I was walking through the gate and B was there. I was eager to talk to her but she strangled me with a bicycle chain. It was cutting in to my neck slightly.

B is a girl I used to be friends with and had a massive crush on. I haven’t seen her in years and we parted on bad terms because I was a complete asshole. Anyway...

I was then sitting at a large table, still sore from the chain. My neck was red and bleeding slightly. I was really upset but I still wanted to go and find B and apologise to her for what happened in the past. Also at the table were some old school friends. I looked around and saw that we were in a big hall and that there were lots of tables with people sitting around them. It was loud; people were chatting and joking around with each other.

I noticed that I recognised pretty much everyone in the room. There were people that I knew well and people that I barely knew. It was sort of like everyone I had ever met was in one big room for some kind of event.

I mentioned to my friends that I wanted to go and find B. For some reason they didn’t want to let me go. They dared me to make out with a girl sitting at a table nearby us. I recognised her, but she was someone I barely even knew. She was pretty ugly and I had no desire to make out with her, but I got the feeling that it was the only way my friends were going to let me go off and find B which I really felt I needed to do. They called the girl over and she came and sat on my lap. We made out but she was a bad kisser, although for some reason I had a hard-on.

Finally I was free to look for B. The next thing I knew I was sitting at a table across from her. She was wearing a black suit jacket and a red low cut top. She was just staring at me sternly. I felt really bad about what I had done in the past and felt so desperate for her to forgive me. I was struggling to explain to her how sorry I was about everything. She just kept staring at me. I continued to apologise but she didn’t react.