Dream 1:
I was with J and M. We went to the W's house for something. They weren't home, so we made ourselves at home in their hot tub. The W's drive up and see us there in the hot tub. I was suddenly very embarrassed that we hadn't asked. But they are okay about it, and then leave again.
Then we are in one of their barns. I climbed up this ladder to this loft. I suddenly look down and there are two teenage boys with tools they are holding as weapons, and they are threatening J and M. I wait until just the right monent, then grab another tool and jump down on the one that is threatening M.
J uses the moment of distraction to attack and knock his guy out.
I grab the guy I attacked and ram his neck down on this horizontal pole. I hold him there pushing him hard against it, knowing that he is in pain. Then J holds him there and I grab a large stick and start smacking the back on his head with the stick. But it isn't hitting him hard enough. I then grab this very large metal file and hit him again. Each time I hit, I hear a sickening crunch...but I keep hitting.
I woke up from that dream quite disturbed. (I'm blaming this on you, CoLd BlooDED..... ..... )
Dream 2:
I was back in Grandma's house once again. We were looking through things. I was trying to find memorabilia to keep. I found some old family pictures. My dad (who is dead) was there helping me sort through it.
It was really nice to get to be with my dad again.
Dream 3:
I was at Disneyland. I was on Splash Mountain. But as usual, the ride was very different than in real life. We were in one-person kayaks instead of the multi-person logs. There was a lot of water and the tunnels were very small, and there were places I had to totally duck down to get through.
I got to the place indoors where there is a hill that goes down, then back up. Well, I went down, but my kayak couldn't make it up the other side, and I went backwards back to the start of the hill.
I remember seeing an employee. I remember thinking he was someone on this board (Pyrox, maybe?). He had long brown hair. I asked him about the ride, and he told me that they were having troubles, and explained some of them to me.
I was then on the ride again. I made it back up that hill to the room where there are all the bees and the "Laughing Place" music. But it was empty. The walls were white and there were bright lights on. I didn't like it. This was supposed to be my favorite part of the ride. I felt cheated to have it gone like this.
Wow, how different can three dreams be
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