Journal daniil's Journal: Someone take these dreams away 1
The dream started off innocently enough, with me taking pictures of apples, and then of some sort of a University building in Helsinki. Of course, it was all in my dream; it wasn't really Helsinki. Just like the island in the last part of the dream wasn't the island of Pakri (I've never been there). The dream ended with me running away from someone -- and then being sucked into the sand-covered ground where the narrow path I was running down ended. I quickly dug some more sand on top of myself (to better hide myself), and then the person hunting me arrived. He even stepped on my head, but fortunately didn't notice me. So I held my breath and waited for him(?) to leave. And then I woke up.
Two weeks ago, I had a dream where Rubens Barrichello had died in a crash, and Michael Schumacher was crying (in the wardrobe of my old school!) because he wasn't told about it until the race was over.
A week before that, I had a dream where Adrian had fallen on an iron fence and one of the iron rods had penetrated through his stomach. There was no bleeding, but he looked awful. Terrified. Scared to death. We all knew he was going to die (how can you live if an iron rod has gone through your backbone?), but we lied to him, saying that he's going to be ok. Then the ambulance came and took him away. A few hours or so later, he was back, and he looked as cheerful as ever, as if nothing had happened to him.
Lucid dreaming (Score:1)
It was fun to be able to warp the dream reality, but doing those reality checks got kind of annoying.