This dream had a prior part to it, however I can’t recall it, so we begin where I am in my native land, Lexington, New York. There was a gas station that isn’t there in real life, which is kind of a big deal, since there are no gas stations in the town where I’m from. Riddled with curiosity, I decided to stop at this gas station. There were no gas pumps, however. I walked into the adjacent building to discover that there were vending machines and continued past them into a hallway which led to a small TV studio. Now, really baffled, I stepped outside and saw a marquee that this was also an HBO store. I was trying to make sense of why an HBO store would be in my small town of 850 people and wandered back into the building again. Now it was a church, and I was there while multiple funerals were happening. Apparently this set me off into some sort of frenzy, because I ran at one of the corpses and punted him in the head. Although this shocked everyone attending, the corpse woke up and was suddenly okay. I looked around the room and discovered that other corpses were not laying down, but posed standing on pedestals all over the room, dressed in over-done flapper-like 1920s clothing. (The guy I kicked just had a brown and gray suit on.) This apparently made me even more mad, because I suddenly started smashing and throwing things all over the place. At one point, I remember tearing a leather seat cushion off of a chair and hurling it at a piano. It struck the keys and played the notes audibly. It was at this point that I woke up.

So in this installment, I was woken up by a phone call, a friend (female) who was with a group of friends was calling to ask if I wanted to hang out. I of course did, but had just woken up and hadn’t even begun to stir yet. She said “I’ll come give you a morning beej to get you going.” Obviously, I was thrilled. She then said “Ok, I’m outside.” Now, in this dream world, I was living with my father. The place we made residence, however, was not a place we had ever lived. It was a very modern house and my friend’s face appeared in a circular window. She was smiling and waving as she put away her phone. I left my room and was going to let her in, but she was already in the living room. She was with two other girls (one who I know in real life and one who doesn’t actually exist) and a guy friend. They were sitting down gabbing with my father about something. He stood up after a while and started showing them magic tricks with two decks of cards, one red and one blue. It actually was pretty cool, he was doing cool slide-of-hand stuff with them. My friend who was going to make good on the morning beej came into my room with me, but I told her I wanted to pee first.

…suddenly, I was in my high school, trying to locate a bathroom. I was walking to spots where I knew bathrooms should be, but there would just be closets or elevators in their stead. Eventually, I ended up at some kind of craft fair that was taking place in the school and asked one of the vendors where the bathroom was. She pointed one out, but while walking to it, a man ahead of me walked in before I could get there and locked the door. I woke up.

I had a weird dream that I befriended some …person… who turned out to be some supernatural demon kind of creature that fed off of my friendship to exist in this world and terrorize it. Once I realized this, I revoked my friendship and, although I don’t remember how I got to this point, I found myself holding this thing’s human-like skull with a pair of tweezers and setting in on fire. While it was burning, it was trying to convince me one last time to stay friends with it. It finally got too hot to handle and it fell out of the tweezers, hitting me between my thumb and index finger before hitting the ground and vanishing. When I woke up, that part of my hand felt like it was slightly burned.

I don’t recall a lot of the detail of this one. I somehow managed to be up on electrical wire with birds and discovered that once you are up there amongst them, they are revealed to be an incredibly sophisticated civilization which we are incapable of seeing from the ground. All of the birds were like a community and had homes, families, shops, errands, etc. It was kinda trippy.

I somehow ended up with a motorcycle. I parked it on the street and went into some place, when I came out the motorcycle was gone. I happened to see two cops across the street and asked one if he had seen anyone leave with the bike. He said, “Sorry I didn’t. We don’t really pay attention to motorcycles.” Then his face grew a little more agitated and he said, “Go fuck yourself.” I was so annoyed, but more concerned with my bike. Somehow, it turned out that someone moved it into the place I was at for safe-keeping.

I also had a dream that my neighbor was shouting at his wife and a much younger girl who was with them (who also had a stroller). It sounded like they wanted him to do something and he was coming up with excuses why he shouldn’t have to. I pulled him aside and told him it was obvious he just wanted to be lazy and he should stop yelling. I then noted that I hadn’t seen the younger girl before, so this must have been an occasion. I asked if it that was his daughter and he informed me it was actually his grand daughter. When I asked if the child in the stroller was his great granddaughter then, he informed me that the child was actually his great great granddaughter. I was shocked. After he seemed like he had lightened up, I sent him back to his family in a better mood.

I had a dream that a friend and a militia were trying to kill me and some people, while we were swimming in some lake; the militia was on land. The militia was not only shooting at us, but spilled a bunch of oil into the water and set it on fire. For some reason, I was able to talk to the people in my party while under water and try to devise a plan. While swimming away to try and get to safety, my friend in the militia jumped into the water and was chasing after me with a gun. I woke up at that time.