Sunday, 9 June 2013 11:43 pm
(no subject)
I see a pattern to my dreams of late: tour buses and prescience.
Last week I dreamed I bused to an apparent cage-free zoo full of surreal animals, such as bark-covered bears and snakes that resembled Aspen. (Somehow I thought that someone had made them as a tribute, but how would that work?) I returned later in the dream to find that the animals had grown significantly, which was worrisome, but they remained benign.
After I awoke, my mom, whom I had not told yet, suggested that we jog around the National Zoo, which we did.
Two nights later, I was on another tour. I don't recall any recurring theme except that we kept eating cheap, McDonald's-style burgers. It was good to wake up and put a better taste in my mouth.
That day, I went to a cookout. Yes, I had some advance warning, but it hadn't occurred to me before that I would be in a place where burgers formed the main food.
If I find myself on another bus, I'll attempt lucid dreaming and see if I can alter my destiny.
Last week I dreamed I bused to an apparent cage-free zoo full of surreal animals, such as bark-covered bears and snakes that resembled Aspen. (Somehow I thought that someone had made them as a tribute, but how would that work?) I returned later in the dream to find that the animals had grown significantly, which was worrisome, but they remained benign.
After I awoke, my mom, whom I had not told yet, suggested that we jog around the National Zoo, which we did.
Two nights later, I was on another tour. I don't recall any recurring theme except that we kept eating cheap, McDonald's-style burgers. It was good to wake up and put a better taste in my mouth.
That day, I went to a cookout. Yes, I had some advance warning, but it hadn't occurred to me before that I would be in a place where burgers formed the main food.
If I find myself on another bus, I'll attempt lucid dreaming and see if I can alter my destiny.