Shot in the neck by Freddy - 02-22-11

Alright, I remembered another strange dream.  Weird part is, it had to do with my family again, and my mom was there. 
We were having a family reunion in a park.  There was some swimming and picnicing (is that how you spell it?)  Is picnic-ing a world? All of that seemed pretty normal.  It was when we were going to leave for the evening.  I walked across the park in my socks and the field was flooded, so my feet sloshed in the water. 
I came up to the pavilion and everyone was there, but we were getting ready to leave and I was in a bad mood, probably because I was walking across the field and getting my feet wet.  I was arguing with my sister and I was helping get all of our stuff together to leave.  I know, boring so far.  Here is where it gets weird.
I decided to walk back to the pool to get my shoes.  As I was doing that, Freddy, from Friday the 13th walked up to me with a gun.  I said "Don't shoot me," but he replied "Too late."  I felt a pinching pain in my neck and reached up and felt a tranquilizer dart.  He said "Don't worry, you'll be asleep soon," and I fell down onto the concrete.  I got up though, as I was determined to go get my shoes.
I walked to the pool and found my pair of black and green Pumas (I don't own black and green pumas).  I started walking back up to the pavilion and Evan from work came up to me and said "Those aren't your shoes," and I fell back over because of the tranquilizer.  Then I woke up.
  

Dreams 02/11/11

02.11.11

Last nights dreams were probably some of the weirdest I’ve had and that’s saying something.  It’s funny because a lot of situations occur seemingly at once which don’t make sense but seem to make sense in the dream.  I don’t know if I’m actually having a bunch of dreams and putting them together in my memory later or if I’m just having a strange discombobulated dream.

First dream I was hanging out with my mom’s side of the family for a weekend.  I remember just being really angry the entire time.  I was screaming at everyone and no one would seem to want to listen to my complaints.  The strangest part about this dream (which happens a lot in my dreams) was that my mother was there.  The 2 most vivid parts of the dream were this:

I was walking through a college dorm for some reason and walk into a large open area and see my cousin Valerie sitting there with my mom, my grandmother, and some women whom I associated as my grandmother’s sisters.  (I don’t know if she even had sisters).  Valerie asks me how the weekend was and I was screaming at her about how mean Melvin’s friend was, how the sleeping arrangements were bad, how I couldn’t get sleep.  She said “Well it was a sleepover.”

My grandmother said “Well this is the last time you’ll see me before I die”.  I told her that isn’t true.  She just got up and left without saying goodbye.

Then my mom and I took my uncle Melvin to a coffin shop.  He wanted to be buried with his brother and his uncle (both of whom had passed away years previously).  They coffin maker had made a 3 person coffin, about the size of a grand piano.  He had dug up the bodies of Melvin’s relatives he wanted to be buried with and Melvin got into the coffin to test it out.  Then the 2 deceased started talking to Melvin and us like it was normal.  Weird this is, I wasn’t scared that these 2 men, who had been dead for years were just sitting up, moving and talking.  They were joking and laughing, telling Melvin they can’t wait to see him.  After Melvin got out of the coffin, the coffin maker’s assistant told the 2 deceased men that he was going to close the lid.  They laid back down like it was normal and the lid was closed.  The coffin maker told my mom and I “tell Melvin to find a cold dark place in town like England to put this coffin in until he dies.  I don’t want these bodies to be out in the summer and start stinking up the place.”

The only other thing I remember about this dream is my mom and I were driving in 2 separate cars talking on the phone.  We came to an intersection and she went straight and I turned left into a subdivision and kept driving for a while.

Second dream was even stranger.  It started out I was at work, but I was in there alone.  I was in the back moving boxes around.  Mike our warehouse manager had bundled up some single sort recycling boxes for us (which we have 2 paper/cardboard recycle bins but don’t need to bundle them up) and I was moving them around.  I then realized I was in the building by myself and had to leave because there was supposed to be another person in the building with me.  I kept trying to leave but kept getting distracted.  I had let a bunch of employees in to wash the dishes (we don’t have dishes, we’re a guitar store) but I still was trying to get outside before I got in trouble for being in the store alone.  Then as this is going on I’m watching a trailer for the new season of The Walking Dead.  I wasn’t watching television, I was just watching the trailor unfold in front of me in real life.  The scariest part was when a zombie with blood coming out of his mouth in an all black background, front lit, turns to me and says something but I don’t remember.  Then the voice announcer starts saying something like (paraphrasing) “To make their way home, the zombies realize that they need love”.  Zoom out to a bunch of zombies laying on towels on the ground rolling over and kissing each other.  Some were just Zombie heads, some were partial zombie bodies.  It was somewhat romantic.

There you have it, a window into my subconscious.