Dream 266

I was with a select crew set on a massive starship.  We were sent into interstellar space to explore various aspects of the universe.

But something went wrong.  We were cut off from communication with Earth and unable to control the ship.  A lot of people went into despair, and some seemed to go quietly crazy.  Shipboard discipline disintegrated.

After a while, the crew settled into a nomadic existence aboard the ship.  The mission was forgotten by all but a select few.  I couldn't tell how much time had passed, it felt like centuries.

One day, all the systems came back on again.  The instruments showed we still were orbiting Earth, and the ship was preparing to land.  We were all worried that the ship might crash, but when we checked the viewport, we had already settled on a hill outside a small town.

I looked at the town and recognized a city where I had once lived.  I was concerned that I was simply seeing what I wanted to see, and asked the others if they saw the same.  Everyone confirmed what I was seeing.

I was still worried.  I'd read too many stories.  What had happened?  Was it all a dream?  Would we open the doors and walk out into a nightmare?  Or worse, a familiar world we had just left behind, and had never left, despite the centuries?

Dream 265

I wanted to go to the Vinegar Syndrome store, and Jay Bauman offered to drive me there as he was going as well.  

Once there, I discovered that it was a large older wooden house where each corner had a particular section devoted to a genre or a filmmaker.  

There were lots of drawings, photos and other objects, but I couldn't find any videos.  

I wandered around through the corridors.

Finally, Jay led me outside where there were even more stalls, set here and there in sandy hills with scrubby vegetation.  I told him I needed to get some sleep so I could wake up at six, but he didn't seem to hear me.  I was worried that the day was getting brighter, meaning morning was coming.

In the distance, I saw some more buildings and wondered if I could get a ride there.  When I got to them, they were the same strip mall of boutiques we had passed on the way in.  I wondered if I could walk home from there.

Dream 264

I was sleeping on my ex-wife's couch when suddenly something thumped against me.  

It was a medium sized dog, some kind of hound by the look of him, with his paws on my chest.  He looked somewhat anxious.

"Who are you?" I asked him.  "How did you get in here?  Have you been here all night?"

I persuaded him to back up a little so I could get off the couch.  I put on a shirt and led him through the house to the front door.  The cats were spinning around, seemingly with excitement.

I let the dog outside and he trotted to the house across the street and blended in with a whole lot of other dogs.  I followed and stood just on the edge of the lawn.

Some of the dogs barked at me, but one came over to be petted.  He was so pleased to be petted.

Crossing the street, I went to the ex's apartment.  It was located on stilts behind another apartment, so I had to climb a ladder to get back inside.  Once up the ladder, I could see no way to enter, however.  There was a door located at the opposite end from the ladder, so I carefully crossed some wooden beams...but found that the door was below me with no way to reach it.

At this point, one of the neighbors started hammering nails into the wall, apparently in an attempt to fix their TV reception.  

I could now see the door where it should have been at the ladder, but wondered how I could get to it.

Dream 263

My former boss and I were out of work, and so we accepted an offer to live in my brother's house.  It was a nice, large ranch-style home with only a single floor.

It was carpeted throughout, and for some reason there were Legos scattered all over.  I did my best to avoid them when walking from room to room, as it was clear that someone was building things.  

I had two cats with me, a black cat and a stripped tabby.  They were wary of the new place, but got along okay.  Another person in the house had three kittens.  My cats didn't like them but stayed away.  I tried to pet them but they hissed and bit my fingers.

I went outside to visit the store.  While there, I noticed several ads for a Lego-based video game.  And slowly, various Lego-creations started manifesting in the real world.  They were largely insubstantial, like neon lights, but some of them were becoming quite solid.  

One was blocking my way back into the house.  When I asked politely if I could pass, it moved away slightly and with reluctance.  

Once back inside, I noticed that my fingers were filled with holes from the kitten bites.  I laughed and showed this to everyone, and they were horrified.

Dream 262

I was taking a nap on the couch, and dreamed that a huge amount of snow had fallen.  The dream was so vivid that I was certain that snow had actually piled up...even though it was late April, and snow would be unlikely.

I rose from my nap and looked out the window...and the ground was covered in snow, seemingly very deep drifts.  I went to point this out to the other people in the house.  They were very skeptical, one old man in fact told me it was "nonsense" that there was snow.  He was almost angry about it.

I went to point out the window, and a lot of the snow had disappeared.  In fact, when I looked more closely, it might have been nothing more than the way moonlight was falling on the ground.

Dream 261

It was the time of the town celebration.  The whole park had been set up as a fair.  The weather was sunny and warm.

Townsfolk wandered about, speaking pleasantly to one another and enjoying the various refreshments.  Children dashed hither and yon, shouting with delight.  

Two men got into an argument.  One shot the other in the neck, but instead of falling to the ground, his body was caught by dozens of balloon strings, which slowly lifted him into the forest canopy a hundred feet in the air.  There, he was tangled in the branches, which slowly wrapped around him until he was completely hidden.  His body was never found.

Dream 260

Two large red gelatin candies were arguing that they should be given a bus route to the storage depot.  When asked if they knew the route, they replied, somewhat peevishly, that they drove this route seventeen times every day, of course they knew the route.