Ok, this one was very
lucid:
Started out I was in an
airport, the airport is kinda skethchy... I remember I needed to fnd an
airline with the code "JC" which is what it said on the
ticket.
I wound up at a
delta gate in the middle of no where, and they told me to go to the NorthWest terminal, so I went through an
x-ray (yes, I put my body through it).
Finally i get to my plane, I dont recall where I was going, just that I had been there before, and i had a
first class ticket.
time passes
I get on the plane, imediatly I know I'm
dreaming because of the layout of the plane, this is the point I start to try to take controll.
as I walk towards my seat, the front seat, 1B, I notice that I can see out the front of the plane with a good 200 degree view, the front of the plane is made of
glass.
As I take my seat I notice there's a
girl in 1A, it takes be about 1/10,000,000th of a
second to know who it is.
She's this girl that works at a
pool hall I frequent (in real life, not in my dream). I've thought she was
beautiful since the day I saw her, but I've never talked to her, never really had a chance or
reason... but it's a long story better left to a
daylog.
So I sit down, and she knows me, like about as well as I know her. She's got a very strange last name,
eastern bloc sounding, lots of
k's and stuff... anyways... thats about all I know, her first name I think starts with an
A...
So anyways, we start
flying, and I'm looking out the
cockpit window (there's not a divider wall) and talking to her, and we both have our
shoes off and she starts playing with my
feet with hers, and I put my
head on her
shoulder, and that's about it... just that little familiar
connection, but I'd only known her a few hours.... it was odd
Before you
jump to conclusions, this was not an
erotic dream of any sort, I have these dreams a lot... it's always like...
innocent...
Anyways, back to the
dream, we're flying along, and we pop out of a
cloud, and there's this weird
mountain in front of us with a
castle looking thing, and big
jaggedspires. The pilot pulls up just in time, and we go plummeting back down the other side of this mountain... I recall justifying this to myself by saying "well, I'm sure it's always been like this, I just never saw it cuz it was cloudy".
I somehow come to the conclusion that these are the
Kazakhstani Alps, a mountain range, that in my dreams, is the biggest on
earth... odd? I think so
Sure enough, we do this many more times, almost hitting
houses,
mountains,
people, and a
car...at one point I look down and there's a
guy walking on a trail towards an old stone house playing with a
CD player, big headphones on, he looks like he belongs on a
bike, he's in
speedos and has
short hair and is all
stringy like a professional biker...it was very out of place because this town we're flying over looks VERY old, and very basic... I dont see any sign of
electricity anywhere.
meanwhile, me and this girl are getting really comfortable with each other (but keeping it innocent) and talking about things I dont recall any more...It's at this point that we land, it's a rough landing and it wakes me up... so I go back to sleep, and I have another dream, semi related I think.... but not nearly as intense....
Setting is in like Paris maybe, I'm with a girl, not the girl from the plane, but at the same time it IS her, it's very odd. We have a kid, and we're in a park, and somehow I manage to learn to controll the pidgeons with weird squeeks and whistles, it's all very surreal at this point.
It was all over at 9:04am, I hear a crash outside my room, get up to investigate, and see nothing, but the dream is lost and I'm awake now, so I get up about an hour later and write this.
-doug