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Dreams of Doom

So last night I was exhausted. I had a long day at work (in a good way), and then had a great dinner with Jeremy, my boss Tom, and his wife Kacy. After dinner Jeremy and I went back to our hotel and I went straight to bed. And then this happened.

Dream 1: I am playing Zelda: Twilight Princess and am trying to buy potion from Trill (the bird) before the Monkey Temple. I ended up accidentally stealing it (you know what I mean if you've played the game) and he came after me squawking.

Dream 2: I accidentally dropped and broke almost all the glass stuff in my home

Dream 3: I had a lucid dream within-a-dream in which I had a premonition that our neighborhood and surrounding areas were sporadically burning. We and others were racing to get to our homes and get our pets, valuables, etc. Then we raced to the store to take water and things and we had to fight zombies to get it. Of course. But then my mind created Daryl and several others from The Walking Dead and they helped us. Then I had another premonition that just as things looked hopeless, the wind would die down and the flames would go out, and my mind made that happen too. So then we just had to deal with zombies. No big.

Dream 4: Involved Christmas, Muppets, fighting with my sister over some random thing, That's all I can piece together. Strange.

Dream 5: Yesterday on Twitter I mentioned the Max Rebo Band from Star Wars. Don't know who I'm talking about? These guys:

(Read more: http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Max_Rebo_Band)


Anyway I dreamed that after I posted the comment, I was instantly trolled by other tweeters who claimed that the band was never called that. That only fake geeks thought that. That the Max Rebo Band was actually a cave in Jabba's palace and the band had no name and losers thought that the band was called Max Rebo Band. I remember waking up at this point and trying to check my phone to look on Twitter and delete the comment but I was still too deep in my dream to do anything about it.

I'll add more if I remember more. Anyway, I needed to share this before I forgot. Where's my kitty? I need to cuddle.

Comments

  1. Wow and I thought I was the only one who had lucid dreams. I have them every night. I take an anti-depressant and it wears off in the wee hours of the morning when REM sleep kicks in. Leads to some rather intense dreams.

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