Another weird doper dream to share.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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The remembered details are a summary at best of a part of a longer dream I think I had in just 6 minutes of sleep (between pressings of the snooze button on my alarm) this morning.

I see Bruce Lee on top of a shed and I want to impress him (and a girl who I think was in the dream but I can’t remember her) by getting ontop of the shed quickly. I manage this with ease. While I am ontop of the shed people start trying to get me. These people are all naked, all men, and of oriental appearance (probably chinese). One of them is very short and has a face I recognise from real life (probably the news).

Still being chased I find a door to a very strange very thin room. The end of the room leads to an even stranger room (round a corner, not through a door). I start to feel like I am in some sort of museum of weird interior design. After about 6 rooms the route leads down a hole, but from memory (I think I’ve dreamed this place before) I can’t just jump down because the way it’s designed is guaranteed to break my legs, I have to sit on the ledge (made out of mirrors) and then lower myself down.

In the lower room there is a small red plastic seat (a bit like those ones you sit on in photo-booths, but not round. It’s shaped more like the seat of a child’s tricycle) The seat is attached to a monorail. My memory kicks in again and tells me the rails lead out of this place so I sit on the seat which starts moving. It turns a corner and onto a straight which leads to a bit that looks designed to extend me vertically through a hole. I notice immediately that I won’t fit through the hole and will probably get mangled as the seat tries to push me through the hole. With equal immediacy I jump off, anxious that this might cause me injury, but this is outweighed by the impending squashing through the hole.

In the same room I walk to a woman who seems to be in charge of the 'ride'.  She says most people jump off like I did.   While I am in this room a stream of people are rushing in as if let out from some school or as if the outer door to this place has just let them in.
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I used to have a recurring dream of being chased through the hallways at my high school by some monster which I never saw, but was always just a few steps behind me. Mostly, I would wake up with a panic attack, but the dreams ended altogether when I made it to my locker once, and stepped through into a big open meadow with a huge oak tree in the middle.

Funny how dreams are, isn’t it? You mentioned several elements which were familiar, possibly from previous dreams. Anybody else have odd dreams?

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I’m having trouble sleeping lately (switched back to evening shifts, from night shifts recently). I finallly get to sleep a few hours before I have to get up. As a result I am remembering my dreams quite well.

This morning was no exception. I dreamt that I was with my brother and my two nieces. One of them was on a swing and I was pushing. I heard a commotion in the distance and saw someone attacking something, my dream brain told me it was a child but I didn’t see it. My brother went to stop the attacker, and then I went to back him up. The guy was a scrawny little man, one of those who acts about 20 times harder than he is. The human equivalent of a yorkshire terrier (annoying at best). Me and him were squaring up (if that’s what you call a face-to-face confrontation) when he spotted my niece. I could see the intent to attack her like he attacked the other child. It was this that switched me into no nonsense clint eastwood king of the jungle mode. I said some things to him which I can’t remember, but which had a similar effect to that of a dosile laid-back lion finally deciding to show a little angry terrier how loud it can roar.

This is all I remember.