Dream

I have the weirdest dreams. I really do. Now I am sure you want examples. The problem with that is that I forget them either when I wake up or about 10 minutes after I get up. I sort of remember my dream from last night, so I thought I'd share what I can remember.

Now I believe it started in some bar, but almost like it was small town diner/cafe sort of thing, but there was a bar there. These guys were in an argument and some other guy got up and socked this guy in the head causing him to drop. The bartender/owner dude congratulated him. By this point I am tired of all the noise, so I said up and yelled as loud as I can in a deep voice to shut it up. Well naturally everyone shuts up and I jump down. This was kind of like a superhuman jump as where I was sitting was like a level up and in the back from the bar. The bartender/owner dude starts saying something to me, but all I remember is going off on him and saying at some point, "You encouraged him, " referring to the dude who knocked out the other dude. He wasn't taking me very seriously, which pissed me off so I left.

Here's where things get even more fuzzy. I am with a group of friends walking down the street. It definitely is a really small town, because there is like the main street and that's all there is of town. We are walking and I remember we stop and this train station thing. It's not a train station like nowadays. It's just one of those tiny one room buildings and a platform like they used to have. I am sure if you have ever seen a western or watched Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman you know what I mean. Anyway, all of it, the building, platform, and even the train are all charred and the building is half burned down. The same with the train. It must be normal, because we don't address it.

I am not really sure what happened at this point. I think I kept switching from this point to others and back again. At one point I was walking by myself and there was this mean, shorter, skinny, red-haired man sitting outside, There wasn't anyone else around. I was walking by him and all of a sudden he yanked me over his lap and just started spanking me. (I have no idea...) It really hurt too. It was the pretty violent kind. Anyway, either he eventually stopped or I just don't remember how I got free, but I did and got the hell out of there. Then I remember looking out for him the rest of the dream. Sometimes I would see him, but I didn't run from him. I don't think I looked back at the situation as all that bad. Weird.

At this point I believe I switch back to walking with my friends. Among them is one guy who I like. I don't remember what he looks like except he is tall, dark-haired, and sort of tan. I tell him about what the red-haired man did to me. Then it switches to us in a Walmart like store. We are walking down the isles and then we hear something. I should explain that although I am walking with my friends I also have an aerial view of the isles around me in my dream that I switch between my regular view. We look back and we see this short, fat dude of indeterminate ethnicity. I want to say he is an islander. Like maybe Samoan or Filipino or something. We are just going to call him The Gremlin. The Gremlin has this club type thing raised above it head and it looking straight at me. Next thing I know I am running through the isles sometimes with The Gremlin on my heels. I am surprised I didn't wake up at this point, because it was pretty scary.

I know that went on for a couple of minutes and throughout it I have no idea where my friends are. I also remember running by the red-haired man. The Gremlin just wanted me I guess. Maybe I shouldn't call it that, because it might lead you to imagine it with abnormal features, but he is human. Eventually I yell something out and some people are hauling The Gremlin away from me. He must have lost some weight while chasing me though and grew an inch or two. That wasn't the end of The Gremlin though. The dream cuts right away to later in the store when we see The Gremlin again. This time he drops his club type thing and just walks up to me, but in slow motion sort of. This part is kinda fuzzy. I remember at this point wondering if The Gremlin was indeed a girl and it was mumbling something about it wasn't going to hurt me and that I was it's girlfriend or something. I wanted to set him/her straight, but I didn't want it chasing me anymore. At some point it was wearing white, Lady Gaga type glasses.

Then I am walking with my friends again. The dude is the only one in the group I seem to talk to, except one time. At some point in the dream one of the girls and I were walking and we walk through the burned up train platform with the burned building on one side and the train on the other. We walk down the platform and I get extremely uncomfortable and want to go back. My friend said, "Yeah, my mom gets like that too. She says it was because the train was full of people when it burned. Everyone died." We turn around and start to walk back. The feeling gets stronger and stronger. I remember saying, "I feel them... I can hear their screams!" I really could too. It was pretty creepy. I looked up and saw my dude friend at the start of the platform and just concentrated on making it to him.

The dream now cuts to me in the car. I am in the back left with my dude friends on the right of me. At this point is when I consider it a nightmare. In front of me, on the passenger side, is my mother. I have no idea who is driving. The subject of smoking gets brought up. It might be because my dude friend is smoking, but that's something that is fuzzy about the dream. I think he is though. My mom says something about her always smoking. I turn my friend and say, "She always say this, but I have never seen her smoke." Then I look up and her window is rolled down and her elbow resting on it. I follow her arm up and in her fingers I see a cigarette burning and her smoking. I turn back to my friend with a surprised expression, "I really have never seen her smoke before!"

At one point my mom rolls up her window, but I tell her if she is going to smoke then she has to put it back down. She does. I should inform anyone reading this that my mom has never smoked anything a day in her life. The last thing I remember thinking in my dream was that my mom really shouldn't be smoking. She coughs most of the time as it is. Then an image of the red-haired man flashed in my mind and then I woke up. Moral of the story is: Watch your ass in Walmart.

I have these weird dreams all the time. They are like five dreams all rolled into one. This is the first time I ever really wrote one down.

Oh and I dream in colour.