Two clear dreams for ya’ll…
I was on the first manned trip to mars with another guy. We made it there and laneded, and upon initial investigation we found (small) trees on the surface. In investigating farther we found a huge scary monster on the top of a mountain, who if I remember right was a bit like a minator, and was eating people who were either fleeing him or heading up towards him. He was like a volcano, consuming everything that was thrust into his gaping maw.
Eventually we found abandoned buildings, hundreds of thousands of them, and hospital beds as well, all arranged togeather so that the houses were on one side, the beds on another. They were all abandoned. We eventually found people as well, and a lady tells us that there is an epidemic that is making everyone die. It starts with muscle soreness (she used another word for it though, starting with an “a”) as the first symptom. I’m not feeling any soreness, but tell the person I’m with that I think it’s time to go. By the time I convince him I am feeling sorness in my calves.
The other one happened right after, while I was dozing after waking up in the morning, and was (IMHO) far more bizzare.
I rode bike down the hill from my parents home to Albion school (I was in grade 7 there). It was as it is now (or was), but the addition was that there was now a lake in the front of it, in the top right part of the front of the school-yard. People lined the road, the lake… they were everywhere, as it was a hot hot day. When I got there I found my group of people and hung out for a bit. After a bit I realized that I’d forgotten my swim-shorts, and had to ride back up to my folks place to get them. I went over to the change room kinda place to put my sweat pants back on, as I needed them to ride back for some reason. Before I left the group though, one of the members, strangely enough, Harvy Lipschultz from the show Boston Public asked me if I could grab his shorts from his room as well.
While in the change room someone else comes in that I recognize as Krista L. from elementry and high school, who looks and sounds (from the way she’s bashing things around) like she’s had a bad day. From the way she’s dressed she works at a burger joint of some sort. I ask her how she’s doing and she replies “Not good at all, I’ve gotten to the point where I write essays for fun.”
“Why do you do that?”
“It takes time, if I can spend 5 minutes protesting or writing I will, just because it can take time up.”
I am looking through a paper in the other room (I’m still changing) and see something in in, and ask her about her grandfather, and what he did. “He worked on the railway around ’11.”
“Well, there is something in the paper that might interest you, let me finish getting un-naked [yes, I used that term] and I’ll show the article to you.”
The article was a “write about your grandfather” contest, which got people to write an essay about their grandfather and what he did during his life. However, I don’t know how that ended up, as it was right about then that the dream ended.
I’d guess that those two dreams would be a gold mine for anyone who knows anything about dream analysis 🙂