I was in a poor country - but I was on a high building? I feel like I could sort of zoom in around me, but at the same time I was above everything. There was a man with a large brown bull by a dirty river bank. It reminded me a little of Egypt or Thailand. I think Mom was there too. We were talking to a man, when all of a sudden a great wall of water crashed into the building we stood in. The building was now made of glass and metal, and we were inside. The man laughed and said the building could handle a little water. Then the water smashed through the glass and ripped towards us. I reached out for my Mom, but the current was so fast is slammed me back. I screamed, and yelled that I would find her when it all stopped.
The water was so powerful, I couldn't steer myself. I tried to swim, because I knew I was a good swimmer, but the current was too strong. I was careening through the streets of a town, and the water was on level with the rooftops. I was slammed into walls and couldn't control my direction. I remember reflecting in that moment that this is what it felt like to be in an undertow, and I calmed down once I realized that I couldn't do anything other than brace myself as best I could.
***
I was back on my college campus, sort of. It was night and very cold - the fountain had a coat of ice over it.
This part of the dream is hazy - there were some children playing by the fountain, and I was concerned for them because the water would be too cold. The...parent? caregiver maybe? did not seem so concerned.
When I decided to leave for awhile, I walked to the highway. The left lane was filled with water instead of pavement. I glided in, and someone warned me about the current and catching hypothermia. This time I just drifted along speedily. In the distance I saw a semi crest a hill, and worried about how I was going to get out of its way. I caught myself on the pavement and pulled myself out before the truck drove by. Oddly, I hadn't really gone anywhere, and I did not get up. I sort of pulled myself along, and realized that I was crawling through something squishy. I reached under me and pulled up a hunk of what looked like rice krispie treat stuffed with bird seed.
"What the..." I started.
"Oh yeah, they laid out the bird food already." Someone said. I took a bite - it didn't taste like anything. I couldn't figure out why someone would pave the sidewalk in marshmallow and bird seed.
***
Random remembrances:
- Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman were writing Sherlock Holmes books in a big office.
- There was an awards show where one celebrity was mad at another celebrity for taking his seat, and I was supposed to fix this somehow
- SD was there and we chatted about nothing important
****
Currents seemed to play a large part of this dream. Being controlled by them, or feeling like I was losing control to them - it's a great metaphor for life I feel. And this is a repeat of a theme - I've dreamt of currents and waves of water before. Now that I think about it, the wave or wall of water has been knocking at my dream doors for a while now. This was the first time, however, where it was violent and frightening. I do remember my panic at the sheer force of the water's pull.
The water was so powerful, I couldn't steer myself. I tried to swim, because I knew I was a good swimmer, but the current was too strong. I was careening through the streets of a town, and the water was on level with the rooftops. I was slammed into walls and couldn't control my direction. I remember reflecting in that moment that this is what it felt like to be in an undertow, and I calmed down once I realized that I couldn't do anything other than brace myself as best I could.
***
I was back on my college campus, sort of. It was night and very cold - the fountain had a coat of ice over it.
This part of the dream is hazy - there were some children playing by the fountain, and I was concerned for them because the water would be too cold. The...parent? caregiver maybe? did not seem so concerned.
When I decided to leave for awhile, I walked to the highway. The left lane was filled with water instead of pavement. I glided in, and someone warned me about the current and catching hypothermia. This time I just drifted along speedily. In the distance I saw a semi crest a hill, and worried about how I was going to get out of its way. I caught myself on the pavement and pulled myself out before the truck drove by. Oddly, I hadn't really gone anywhere, and I did not get up. I sort of pulled myself along, and realized that I was crawling through something squishy. I reached under me and pulled up a hunk of what looked like rice krispie treat stuffed with bird seed.
"What the..." I started.
"Oh yeah, they laid out the bird food already." Someone said. I took a bite - it didn't taste like anything. I couldn't figure out why someone would pave the sidewalk in marshmallow and bird seed.
***
Random remembrances:
- Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman were writing Sherlock Holmes books in a big office.
- There was an awards show where one celebrity was mad at another celebrity for taking his seat, and I was supposed to fix this somehow
- SD was there and we chatted about nothing important
****
Currents seemed to play a large part of this dream. Being controlled by them, or feeling like I was losing control to them - it's a great metaphor for life I feel. And this is a repeat of a theme - I've dreamt of currents and waves of water before. Now that I think about it, the wave or wall of water has been knocking at my dream doors for a while now. This was the first time, however, where it was violent and frightening. I do remember my panic at the sheer force of the water's pull.
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