Tag: dream

I’m a Spanish speaking country at a celebration for its leader. During the celebration, a drone presentation is taken over with a message from some evil doer. Myself and a team of others are here to solve this mystery.

We are staying the night. An attendant at the place we’re staying is helping another guest and presenting them with some entertainment options. (Board games, video games, etc.)

Our group is offered some kind of herbal something. We passed. The other guest takes up the offer though. Sometime later, he’s pepped up with energy and goes running through a wall like a cartoon character. A few seconds later, he bursts through the same wall creating another hole.

During all of this, a person in our group is talking to me, explaining how another person in our group doesn’t understand what a dollar is.

Then I woke up.

My parents were either visiting or helping me move into an apartment. As my dad and I took an elevator up to my floor, the elevator struggled to move up. We eventually got to my floor, just very slowly.

I would later take the elevator myself but it somehow overshoots my floor and falls out from the top? Somehow I’m not hurt, but I make note to tell the complex manager about the malfunction.

I exit my apartment to get something from the parking garage. The parking garage is weirdly laid out. For example, there isn’t an entrance to or exit from the stairwell on the first floor. You have to go to the basement level or 2nd floor and then walk around the garage to get to the first floor.

While walking in the garage, I notice off in the distance a tornado. It seems very close, not giving me time to head back to my apartment (which is on the 4th floor). So I head down to the basement level (which is only partially underground) to find a safe spot. A few other residents also hide down there.

I keep my head down and covered as the tornado nears. After it passes through, the whole parking structure (including cars) are gone and somehow nobody is hurt. Also, there’s no structural damage to the apartments themselves and everyone is okay.

Since the parking garage connected to the apartments, getting up to the various floors was impossible since there are no longer any stairs. We try making ladders with what we could find laying around.

Since the tornado also knocked out power, communicating with the outside world wasn’t possible either. Yet I just so happen to have a hotspot on me what worked fine. So we were able to connect a laptop to the Internet to get information out and see what else is happening.

My mom complains about the flimsy structure and bad design of the parking garage. She starts drawing up new designs to present to the complex managers.

And that’s all I remember from this dream.

Somehow thrown into the main event of a wrestling show against two others where the loser would have their head shaved. I just so happen to have hair in this dream. So naturally I lost. But only a part of my head was shaved so I have to go around with a bad haircut.

Hanging with faceless nameless dream friends. One of them wants to get a simple breakfast and asks where is the nearest 7-Eleven. I tell them on 2nd St. One of the friends thinks it’s somewhere else. Another friend pulls out their phone and proves us both wrong.

(It was on 4th.) We both give a “whatever.”

And that’s it. All my dreams can’t be weird ass trippy rollercoasters. (And I’d rather they not be.)

In a ride share/cab with friends(?) going somewhere. See a tornado in the distance out the window. Tell the driver to find the nearest mall as if that’s a safe place to stay. We only find a shopping center. Inspect the stores to determine the safest to stay.

Find a convinence store with freezers. Start moving goods from one of them (in an orderly fashion) and place self in the freezer. Others in the store are doing the same.

Eventually, we’re being placed on the back of a truck in a shipping container (that can be seen through?)

I’m able to get out of the freezer and try to wave to the driver there’s people in the container.

We slowly start climbing out.

And that’s all I remember.

Hanging out behind a McDonalds / gas station combo place with my brothers. A truck drove up with a cab that looked like a big fluffy dog, floppy ears and all. We talk to the driver and take pics. He eventually leaves and we carry in with the day.

Afterwards, I go inside the McDonald’s to get a bite. The Friends TV show crew show up as their characters. I excitedly want to show Joey the dog truck photos, Chandler is being all sad, Monica is trying to comfort him, and Ross yells “Wev we’re on a break!” Oh ho… comedy.

Definitely not having a good night’s sleep.

Had a dream where I was longing to hold the hand and cuddle with a nondescript person. The usual affection I just don’t have. This was the earlier dream so I don’t remember anything more than that.

The next dream, my brothers are just trashing my room, pulling things out of my closet and leaving it all over my room.

I go to start picking up stuff and figure I’d wash the sheets that were thrown about. Someone else was using the washer. I ask who and tell them to take their shit out.

He gives me a half hearted smartass response. I put the laundry in and he asks what my problem is. I lay into him about what happened. I go into other things as well but I can’t make out what I’m saying.

I then woke asking angrily “okay!?” as if I were still yelling at my brother.

At a SNL like show with a friend. It’s intermission. He went to get some snacks. He comes back with wings. Tell him I’m going to the bathroom and to get a drink, and offered to get one for him. He wants a Royal Juice (???). I act like I know what that is.

I enter a mall food court like are trying to find the bathroom. The bathroom is in a Whole Foods style store.

And that’s it. These dreams, man…