A dream
Alright so, about a week ago I had this amazing dream about traveling and stuff. It was the WEIRDEST dream, by far, that I have ever had. So here goes:
The family was going to do some traveling to some exotic nation in Asia. We were hustling and bustling to get to the airport. While running to get on the plane, we somehow misplace Matt and cannot find him. Mom and Dad say to just go to the plane because Matt is responsible and would probably be on the plane already.
So we go outside (there is no sort of terminal or what not... it's outside. It's night out and there are three planes (which look more like space shuttles) and a HUGE line of people I know including a waving Kirsten and Karl. It seems like a mass exodus. The entire side of the plane opens in six panels and there is stadium seating looking towards the doors (and us). I was scanning the planes trying to find Matt, but can't see him. The plane needs to move forward a little in order to board more passengers (which makes no sense) and so I tell mom and dad to get back and cover their ears (because of the light and noise coming from the space shuttle engines). So the plane starts up and lurches forward only to suddenly race and crash into the other planes.
Here's the odd part - the place where it crashed was occupied by a Mexican family watching TV. (NO IDEA?!)
The entire scene bursts into flames and the Mother of the family comes and starts yelling (in spanish) at the children to turn off the TV. She grabs the remote and turns off the TV. At this moment mom and I are suddenly back home in the master bedroom looking out the window and the curve in the street by the Lee's house where the planes are still burning. We're listening to the radio and freaking out because we can't find Matt.
Apparently someone had sent us some sort of animal for no reason which looked like a cross between Harley and a gremlin. It had Harley's face and the body of a Gremlin. The thing was so weird and scary and mom and I didn't want it so I break out a knife (sheath and all) and start trying to kill it. I slice it's neck (which is like Harley's) and it whimpers and goes off and lays down. Mom and I hear on the radio something about the plane crash and 20 people. We don't know what happened to these 20 people (lived, died, injured, etc.) and so we start freaking out more. I go out into the hall and find the little creature laying there wagging its tail. It's wearing a collar now which is green with four-leaf clovers that says "Kiss me, I'm German". I get really angry at it and slice its neck again. It whimpers and runs into the master bedroom again. Mom grabs the knife and tries stabbing it in the eyes. I yell at her because she stabbed it with the sheath on (which is made out of a bone material) and gets it dirty with a greenish goo. The thing has disappeared though and we don't know what happened to it.
Mom and I continue to worry about Matt. I go ask Dad what airline we were flying on and he replies "American Express". I berate him for choosing such an awful plane and flight and I'm sick with worry about Matt. Mom tells me that we would have had to take puddle jumpers to get to our final destination.
I finally wake up. Scared, confused, and feeling really awful about the detail of the dream and the creepiness of attempting to kill something very similar to Harley. Freaked me out.
Amazing, no?
I think it has a lot of implications for life, but I'm sure you can figure them out. I don't feel like typing them out.
The family was going to do some traveling to some exotic nation in Asia. We were hustling and bustling to get to the airport. While running to get on the plane, we somehow misplace Matt and cannot find him. Mom and Dad say to just go to the plane because Matt is responsible and would probably be on the plane already.
So we go outside (there is no sort of terminal or what not... it's outside. It's night out and there are three planes (which look more like space shuttles) and a HUGE line of people I know including a waving Kirsten and Karl. It seems like a mass exodus. The entire side of the plane opens in six panels and there is stadium seating looking towards the doors (and us). I was scanning the planes trying to find Matt, but can't see him. The plane needs to move forward a little in order to board more passengers (which makes no sense) and so I tell mom and dad to get back and cover their ears (because of the light and noise coming from the space shuttle engines). So the plane starts up and lurches forward only to suddenly race and crash into the other planes.
Here's the odd part - the place where it crashed was occupied by a Mexican family watching TV. (NO IDEA?!)
The entire scene bursts into flames and the Mother of the family comes and starts yelling (in spanish) at the children to turn off the TV. She grabs the remote and turns off the TV. At this moment mom and I are suddenly back home in the master bedroom looking out the window and the curve in the street by the Lee's house where the planes are still burning. We're listening to the radio and freaking out because we can't find Matt.
Apparently someone had sent us some sort of animal for no reason which looked like a cross between Harley and a gremlin. It had Harley's face and the body of a Gremlin. The thing was so weird and scary and mom and I didn't want it so I break out a knife (sheath and all) and start trying to kill it. I slice it's neck (which is like Harley's) and it whimpers and goes off and lays down. Mom and I hear on the radio something about the plane crash and 20 people. We don't know what happened to these 20 people (lived, died, injured, etc.) and so we start freaking out more. I go out into the hall and find the little creature laying there wagging its tail. It's wearing a collar now which is green with four-leaf clovers that says "Kiss me, I'm German". I get really angry at it and slice its neck again. It whimpers and runs into the master bedroom again. Mom grabs the knife and tries stabbing it in the eyes. I yell at her because she stabbed it with the sheath on (which is made out of a bone material) and gets it dirty with a greenish goo. The thing has disappeared though and we don't know what happened to it.
Mom and I continue to worry about Matt. I go ask Dad what airline we were flying on and he replies "American Express". I berate him for choosing such an awful plane and flight and I'm sick with worry about Matt. Mom tells me that we would have had to take puddle jumpers to get to our final destination.
I finally wake up. Scared, confused, and feeling really awful about the detail of the dream and the creepiness of attempting to kill something very similar to Harley. Freaked me out.
Amazing, no?
I think it has a lot of implications for life, but I'm sure you can figure them out. I don't feel like typing them out.