Last night, I dreamt that I was in a grocery store, doing my shopping. Outside, it was raining and every few seconds, there would be a loud rumble of thunder. I was getting upset because I knew the weather would probably be even worse by the time I finished all of my shopping and I also couldn’t remember where exactly I had parked the car.
Last night, I dreamt that, in the middle of the night and in a pounding rain storm, I decided to drive down to an all-night coffeehouse. I went there alone and, when I arrived, I discovered that the coffeehouse was deserted, with the exception of the woman working behind the counter. As I ordered a cup of coffee, I saw that she was reading a high school history textbook. Since she appeared to be older than 18, I asked her if she was studying for GED. She said yes but kind of glared at me as she said it, as if she felt I was talking down to her.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, I drank my cup of coffee. At one point, there was a loud burst of thunder and the lights blinked on and off.
“It’s really coming down out there,” I said.
The woman barely looked up from her book.
I finished my coffee and I told the woman to be safe driving home. As I stepped back outside, it occurred to me that the woman might have walked to work and might not have a ride home and I wondered if maybe I should have asked her if she had any way to safely get home. Then I saw that one of the front tires of my car has gone flat.
And then I woke up!
Last night, I dreamt that I was returning to the office for the first time since the pandemic started. There was a long line of people standing out of my building and I realized that, before you could go inside, you had to show two guards three pieces of paper saying that you had been vaccinated. They would then stamp your hand and you would then be allowed to pass through the doors.
I saw someone who I knew in the line so I walked up to them. As I approached, I saw they were wearing a mask. As they saw me approach, they stepped back because I wasn’t wearing a mask.
“Have you been vaccinated?” they asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“Let me see your papers.”
Even though I had my papers in my hand, I resented the tone of my friend’s voice so I said I wasn’t going to show anyone my papers because it wasn’t any of their business whether I had been vaccinated or not. My friend replied that I was selfish.
Finally, I said, “Have you been vaccinated?”
“Then why are you still wearing a mask?”
My friend repeated that I had always been selfish. I started to realize that the other people in the line were starting to glare at me.
Suddenly, I was standing at the front of the line. The guard demanded to see my papers. I gave them the papers. While they were looking over them, I said, “I don’t need the stamp.”
The guard looked up at me. “Everyone gets the stamp.”
“I don’t want you stamping my hand. I’ve got my papers, isn’t that enough?”
Again, I realized everyone was glaring at me. It started to rain.
Luckily, I woke up before it went any further.
Last night, I slept without having any dreams. When I woke up at 6 in the morning, I fed the cat and then curled up on the couch and I dozed off and that’s when I had my dream for the day.
I dreamt that it was raining outside. There was a man and woman sitting in the living room, talking to me and my sister, Erin. They wanted us to let them do a mold test on the house. Both Erin and I knew they were con artists so there was no way we were going to allow them to do a mold test. I wanted to kick them both out but Erin thought we should at least let them stay until the storm passed. I woke up before discovering which one of us got our way.
Last night, I dreamt that I was curled up on my couch in my living room, wearing a green nightshirt and listening to the sound of the rain falling outside. It was night and all of the lights were out and the room was only occasionally illuminated by a flash of lightning.
It was a nice dream.
Last night, I dreamt that I was sitting in our den, watching TV late at night. There was a huge storm raging outside — lightning, thunder, torrential rainfall, the works. There was a flash of lightning, followed by explosive thunder. The house was plunged into darkness.
As the rumbling of the thunder faded away, it was replaced by a light tapping.
I looked over my shoulder, at the sliding glass door that led out to the back patio. It was too dark for me to see anything on the patio but still, the tapping continued.
tap…. tap …. tap …. tap ….
Suddenly, there was another flash of lightning, one that illuminated the night just long enough to reveal a clown standing on the other side of the door, tapping on the glass.
At the same time that I saw the clown, I also realized that the door wasn’t locked. I jumped up from the couch and ran over to the door but, just as I reached it, the door slid open and a white gloved hand grabbed my wrist!
And that, thankfully, is when I finally woke up. I realize this is a pretty common nightmare and I’ve actually had several variations of this dream, though this is the first time that the intruder on the porch turned out to be a clown! What’s strange about this dream is that, for the most part, clowns don’t even disturb me. I’m usually the one who makes fun of my friends for being scared of them.
Before anyone asks, I did not watch It before going to bed last night. I do have to admit, though, that the clown did bear a certain resemblance to Pennywise.
Who knows? Maybe I was just having a bad Sims flashback….
Last night, I dreamt that I logged onto my twitter account and discovered that all of my followers had apparently unfollowed. Thinking that this had to be some sort of mistake, I wrote an email to twitter support. However, just as I was about hit send, there was a huge clasp of thunder and all the power went out in my house. I then went to my living room window, a stared out at the front yard. It was raining, the wind was howling, and the streets were flooded. With each flash of lightning, I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be someone standing in the middle of the street.
And that’s when I woke up.