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Last night I dreamed that I was going to the west coast for vacation along with mark from work and some other people who i don't remember. we stayed the night in a stranger's house who didn't know we were there, then went to memphis to meet up with two more people who were joining up with us.
just as we were about to leave memphis, we were standing at the airstrip (which is odd, as we'd planned to drive), and mark pointed at the sky and said, "look at all those blimps!" and there were 6 or 7 blimps in the sky, not in formation or anything, just scattered randomly, and then there was an airplane going to land, which flipped over and crashed, and a man crawled out the side screaming. there was an explosion and i just stood there.
i looked over at john mccain, who looked at me, and we continued standing there. then all of a sudden he ran towards the plane and i did the same, as did one of the kids who was going to the west coast with me. when we got to the plane, it looked like the inside of a blimp, there was no seating of any kind, just a big round air-filled tube, and no one was hurt, they all just filed out in an orderly fashion.
once everyone was out i ran back to my friends laughing at how absurd it was that john mccain and i had just "rescued" dozens of people from a plane crash, and was concerned at the same time that it might give him a last minute boost at the polls.
then i woke up.
why all these dreams about air balloons and blimps, i wonder?
just as we were about to leave memphis, we were standing at the airstrip (which is odd, as we'd planned to drive), and mark pointed at the sky and said, "look at all those blimps!" and there were 6 or 7 blimps in the sky, not in formation or anything, just scattered randomly, and then there was an airplane going to land, which flipped over and crashed, and a man crawled out the side screaming. there was an explosion and i just stood there.
i looked over at john mccain, who looked at me, and we continued standing there. then all of a sudden he ran towards the plane and i did the same, as did one of the kids who was going to the west coast with me. when we got to the plane, it looked like the inside of a blimp, there was no seating of any kind, just a big round air-filled tube, and no one was hurt, they all just filed out in an orderly fashion.
once everyone was out i ran back to my friends laughing at how absurd it was that john mccain and i had just "rescued" dozens of people from a plane crash, and was concerned at the same time that it might give him a last minute boost at the polls.
then i woke up.
why all these dreams about air balloons and blimps, i wonder?