Bizarre Dream leaves me exhilarated...
I'm 16, and a guy. I'm Mormon. I've been home today, and got hardly no sleep last night, and was sleeping in. This *Could* be why this happened?
In my dream, I was at school, I think...and everything was just wacko, I remember having not done my homework, and my teacher shun me, and I remember seeing mason ellison doing something retarded and saying "ahh we can't handle it mason!" and lindsey said "haha, YOU can't handle it!" and then school was over, and I couldn't see my mom, so I walked through some parking lot (the entire school was new to me lol) with my friend to his bus, and then left as we got there. then I started walking back and saw my old best friend adrian, and my mom, so I headed towards them. Upon getting to Adrian, I realized he hadn't seen my mom, so we climbed over this hill to get there. On the way there I stepped through a cactus.
I remember hearing/seeing as if I were watching an educational show, how people locate each other. It was a lesson on how one person can yell and wave arms etc, and it helps the other person locate them in a large area. (field in this case.) I also remember something... it was like that lesson also said something about if you fail to do part of it right, you can end up hurt, and I remember seeing someone walking through a cactus and getting scratched, just like I was.
Anyways, we then got out of the field and started walking toward my mom.
We looked up and saw this airplane that we apparently knew what it was. It was this oddly shaped thing that we seemed to know well. Anyways, it fell, and ended up only being like 6 feet long. It bumped my friend's head on the way down. We laughed and I remember laughing that "after all this time, it fell down!". Then, however, as we continued walking to my mom's car, it was as if the plane had merely dropped something that landed on his head, and I saw the plane fly away. Then we arrived to my mom's car, and it was some car I had never seen before. Some old beat up car. I remember somehow knowing that she had borrowed it from someone to pick us up. (I don't know why though).
Then I woke up from the dream, feeling completely exhilarated, and loving dreams. For a few minutes it was as if I was on could 9 about dreams.
Can anybody decipher this, or the feelings I had afterword?
Thanks for your help!
