The last couple nights I've had some pretty intense dreams and oddly I actually remember them clearly and with some detail.
Dream #1 Night before Last
I'm sitting in Mcdonalds with my brother, we're chatting about video games, probably something about Morrowind, and I non-chalantly pull the monopoly pieces off of my large drink. Hmm... Boardwalk... I look at my brother and calmly explain that I just won 1 million dollars. I immediately call the number on the back of the sticker... and get directions to where I have to go to get the money. We leap in my car and procede drive... we have this long very detailed conversation about how I was going to spend the money. Details of the conversation include... Brother: "Yeah but don't they only give you like 50K a year?" Me: "I think it's more like 50K a month!". Brother: "Oh sh!t! well then I want a boat.... ". The dream was incredibly vivid... I remember shifting into gears, changing lanes, and going through light cycles. Then all of a sudden I come to this weird intersection... it was like something out of an Esher painting... somehow all roads ended up going off to the left... but I needed to go straight. At that point it occurs to me... NO!!! THIS IS A DREAM!!! DAMNITT!!!!! NO NO NO NO NO... I wake up... sit quietly dealing with my loss of 1 million dollars, and then went back to sleep.
Dream #2 Last night
I'm sitting at home watching the superbowl between the Kansas City Chiefs, and the New England Patriots in Arrow Head stadium. The Chiefs are kicking the crap out of the Patriots, but NE has the drive on the Chiefs 1 yard line, and if they score, a comeback seems likely.... They get stopped on the 1, and the sports casters say wow... but look at this. They show footage of a plane diving INTO the stadium, and at the last second climbing back out, skimming the top of the stands. I remember in detail, the fans on that top row, seemingly unphased by the jet that nearly killed them... leap to their feet cheering for the 1 yard line stuff.
The announcer then mentions that another plane had nearly hit as well an hour or so earlier. I think to myself... I bet the next plane actually hits... and then I realize crap my plane is the next one passing through there... All of a sudden I'm on a plane... and sure enough there is arrowhead stadium... we dive into the stadium and like the other plane we narrowly manage to climb back out. And then right when we think we're safe, I hear a loud bang, the wind falls off the plane and we go into a twirling dive towards the ocean... (yeah the ocean in Kansas City). The plane smacks the ocean, breaks in half, and I find myself outside the plane staring at the ocean hundreds of feet below... I skillfully grab the plane and pull myself behind it... at the last second before that end of the plane hits the ocean, I hurl myself from behind the plane, out into the open. But I leaped to soon... the ocean is still thousands of feet below me... I realize that I am going to die... and I wake up.
Feel free to interpret or comment all you like.....
-Max
Dream #1 Night before Last
I'm sitting in Mcdonalds with my brother, we're chatting about video games, probably something about Morrowind, and I non-chalantly pull the monopoly pieces off of my large drink. Hmm... Boardwalk... I look at my brother and calmly explain that I just won 1 million dollars. I immediately call the number on the back of the sticker... and get directions to where I have to go to get the money. We leap in my car and procede drive... we have this long very detailed conversation about how I was going to spend the money. Details of the conversation include... Brother: "Yeah but don't they only give you like 50K a year?" Me: "I think it's more like 50K a month!". Brother: "Oh sh!t! well then I want a boat.... ". The dream was incredibly vivid... I remember shifting into gears, changing lanes, and going through light cycles. Then all of a sudden I come to this weird intersection... it was like something out of an Esher painting... somehow all roads ended up going off to the left... but I needed to go straight. At that point it occurs to me... NO!!! THIS IS A DREAM!!! DAMNITT!!!!! NO NO NO NO NO... I wake up... sit quietly dealing with my loss of 1 million dollars, and then went back to sleep.
Dream #2 Last night
I'm sitting at home watching the superbowl between the Kansas City Chiefs, and the New England Patriots in Arrow Head stadium. The Chiefs are kicking the crap out of the Patriots, but NE has the drive on the Chiefs 1 yard line, and if they score, a comeback seems likely.... They get stopped on the 1, and the sports casters say wow... but look at this. They show footage of a plane diving INTO the stadium, and at the last second climbing back out, skimming the top of the stands. I remember in detail, the fans on that top row, seemingly unphased by the jet that nearly killed them... leap to their feet cheering for the 1 yard line stuff.
The announcer then mentions that another plane had nearly hit as well an hour or so earlier. I think to myself... I bet the next plane actually hits... and then I realize crap my plane is the next one passing through there... All of a sudden I'm on a plane... and sure enough there is arrowhead stadium... we dive into the stadium and like the other plane we narrowly manage to climb back out. And then right when we think we're safe, I hear a loud bang, the wind falls off the plane and we go into a twirling dive towards the ocean... (yeah the ocean in Kansas City). The plane smacks the ocean, breaks in half, and I find myself outside the plane staring at the ocean hundreds of feet below... I skillfully grab the plane and pull myself behind it... at the last second before that end of the plane hits the ocean, I hurl myself from behind the plane, out into the open. But I leaped to soon... the ocean is still thousands of feet below me... I realize that I am going to die... and I wake up.
Feel free to interpret or comment all you like.....
-Max
That was one of the most intensely real dreams I've ever had, and I hope I never have one like that again...
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