Good morning, or should I say afternoon. It’s Saturday, cold and dreary.
Monthly Archives: November 2017
Weird Dream #35837
The first one was about work. Can’t remember any specifics but I’m sure it’ll come to me at some random point this afternoon…
Second one, I was back in Arizona in college, where I worked as a personal assistant to a couple of wealthy people. So I pull in the driveway and they’re both gathered around the carport (which they would never do) with their grown kids and neighbors or something. And KC who was the one I normally dealt with was being super cold to me, really odd. Then she takes me inside where there’d been a fire in this stairway that was actually a storage room. End Scene. Seriously, no logic whatsoever.
Next scene, I pull up in front of the car port, with the car I drive now, full of crap for work. And I’m hastily trying to make room for KD and her luggage so I can take them to the airport, which I frequently did. And I’m asking her if we can take her car, which I always did, but she said she’d loaned it to her sister. So I unload all these servers and boxes and leave them in the carport so I can drive them to the airport and the whole time she’s complaining about how cramped my backseat is. End scene.
Next scene, I’m on this little commuter jet type thing. It’s about 4 rows, 3 seats wide, and I’m in the far left seat, second row which is right behind the pilot’s seat. It’s a coach-style seat, very narrow and there’s a baby carrier in the seat next to me, and in the other side in a first-class-type seat is KC. Apparently we’re going to Israel. I’m tracking the flight on Google Maps on my phone, and we’re flying all over the Midwest and finally are going over Dubuque, IA. And the pilot is going up and down and upside down. And then he comes down for a landing on Main Street. He lands and gets out of the plane and goes to the back cargo hatch and puts on a neon green safety vest. Then he comes back in, gets on the radio and calls his boss and he tells him that his liaison in Germany told him about some problem so he’s not going to fly us there after all. That’s when the dogs woke me up….
Analyze that. Bobert out.
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