Well, I think I gonna make a jump the present time (or a bit before), else I wouldn't catch up with the most recent dreams...
Btw my recalling ability has seriously decreased. I have no idea where this comes from, but anyways, I recall just fragments of my dreams recently. Apart from last tuesday-wednesday I couldn't remember a lot when I woke up...
so I start with this one:
Actually, there are three parts of the dream. I can't remember if they were different dreams or a big one.
Holidays with old friends [I tried to WILD and FILD btw, but I was too tired, and thus fell asleep too fast]
I go to a restaurant with my brother but some moments later we're asked to leave, because the restaurant will be blown up in a little while (?). I regret having to leave because I liked the restaurant. So we leave and we are passing the hotel next to the restaurant which will be affected by the explosion as well [don't ask me why I know that]. Later, we arrive at a bar which is placed enough far away to not be affected by the explosion but because it's a bit higher we have a nice view on it.
Behind the bar there is a ladder leading down a few meters to the parking. We climb down and there I see a man walking to his red beautiful car [could be an old Ford Mustang]. He enters on the right side [which is very unusual, because I'm not living in the UK, and I'm sure there is no one else in the car... so it doesn't really make sense] and I shout something like "hey there" [well, in german actually] because he seems to be my uncle Martin but he hasn't heard it. My brother goes to the car to say hallo, I want to hold him back for I'm thinking it could be a bit rude (?) for whatever reason. However, I go to the car as well and look into the open window. There I realise it's not uncle Martin anymore, but uncle Max [they exist btw IRL]. He's very surprised to see me and ask me whether I want to go for a ride. So, I think why not and enter the car. We drive all the way back where I came with my brother (who has suddenly disappeard) somehow but the scenery has changed a bit [---]
2nd dream that night:
A poisonous robbery I am at a house with some friends and I want to bathe in a pool. But for some reason I can't use our own. So, I decide to go through the hedge and jump into the pool of our neighbours [nice isn't it?]. They're a bit surprised even taken aback. However, after a few seconds I realise that one of the neighbours is a former sergeant-buddy during my time in the Swiss Army called Samuel. There's another guy next to him looking almost exactly the same as he who turns out to be his twin brother [I think he doesn't exist IRL, however, to make it easier I'll call him Peter].
Suddenly, we're having a promenade together and Samuel is explaining to Peter who I am in French (for Samuel comes from the French part of Switzerland) and I'm talking to them in French as well - I think... Peter understands and it seems that he has already heard of me.
We're walking slightly downhill whereas a group of weird people goes uphill towards our direction. I beg the twins to walk a bit faster because I have a really bad feeling about those strange guys. But Samuel stops and checks his purse; he has a problem by exchanging things from the old purse to the new one (?), so he puts down one of them to have a closer look at it. The strange guys dressed in cliché-like hiphop clothes (such as baggy trousers, stinky basketball shirts, cheap gilded necklaces, big baseball caps) are approaching more and more.
One of them pulls out a syringe in a Ninja-like movement and injects Samuel a (Matrix-)green liquid (turns out to be a drug or a poison) into his thumb (?) whithin a split second. Samuel begins to stagger immediately and has problems to walk straight. I'm getting concerned and decide to lunge at the hiphoppers hoping that Peter gets the hint to call the police or whoever as long as I hold the hiphoppers back. Fortunately, he understands and runs away. Though, the hiphoppers aren't very pleased and one of them injects me with another syringe of that limegreen poison/drug and I begin to stagger as well. [---]
3rd dream:
Train journey to the End of the World As the title indicates, I'm on a journey with a slow train, accompanied by a group of people (like on a school excursion). We arrive at the terminal station and exit the train. Then, I want to go to the left but feel a strange feeling of "vertigo" because the mountain, where I am, plunges down; besides, there are no handrails. I turn on the right side where I see a house... my parents' house, actually, and I suddenly feel very tired. So, I decide to have a nap on the couch in the living room (where I am a moment later). I look through the balcony door (it's a glass door) and I see my mother and a friend of her (who looks about 20 years younger than IRL and much cuter) doing sth; either with geranium (plants) or they're painting the walls. [I don't know anymore].
At the same time a friend of mine (who has been in France the same time as me) climbs up there with a ladder looking through the window of the living room (which is on the first floor [uk] respectively on the second floor [usa]) asking me what I'm doing in there...
and then I wake up.
Sorry btw, for my bad English. But today I don't really feel like writing in English properly...
stuetzl
edit: If it was possible I'd edit the title because that dream ocurred in the night of the 3rd to the 4th of July... but never mind
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