Thread: hmmmmmm............ What am I doing here

I interpret my own dreams tho this one is not very practical,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,?? I don't know what to think of it. :\



Backyard, setting an explosive. Facing it is the boy I grew up with and his father. Behind each are two others, each, evenly spaced. ...[Okay setting the blast and you'll all be okay]...... Explodes in a 20 foot radius. Boy and father disapparated. The other four knocked back cold. None marked by burns tho....... Hmmm..... not quite what I expected from them.

The adjacent garden space becomes a large, classic jail cell. Twenty or more preppy school-kids my age are packed into it. They're sitting and commiserating, I'm stepping over and around them along the cell bars and squeezed out. Went behind the next-door neighbors shed to observe the elder gentleman [something in his hands.... is he,, knitting??] :\ Back to jail. Other kids were trading drugs. I had a massive slab of *bleep* but nothing to smoke it with. I injested some of it. The jail permitted us to visit a carnival ride at the park.

Walking on fair grounds, choose the paratroopers. Three kid's' safety bar unlatched from their seat and the ride was stopped. Back to jail. A beautiful and popular brunette wanted to talk to me privately. I visit her in a compacted basement. I squeezed past old water pipes in the way, over, under, over to get to her. A pipe separates me in the entrance room from her in the doorway of another small room.

White light spilled from the small window onto the gravel ground. A large thin spider on her side of the pipe, shiny black with red marking on it's legs. Non-poisonous.

She asked me, “you're not going to snitch on me for leaving, are you?”. “I'm not telling anyone anything. I don't care. What you do has nothing to do with what I do”.

I tried to go out the way I came but could not, the pipes were too tightly and oddly arranged,, criss-crossed. I wanted to get out quick so less chance of a spider climbing onto me from all these cobwebs spun across the plumbing. I closed my eyes and went from memory so that I could move faster without hesitation:
Crawling on my stomach, under the higher set, over the low laying, under the mid-set; pulling myself all the way toward the wall. Pause and turn 180 degree at the diagonal pipe fixed into the basement corner; thus: I'm in the best position to go under this one and pass over the other low lying pipes crisscrossed to obstruct the way.