Anyway, Ill add more dream entires when I find the cards where I jotted down all my notes. For now, Ill try describe what I can remember of the dream I had this morning, because it felt like Ive had it before. Or maybe it was just a Twilight Zone episode.
August 21, 2007
I was outside on the residential court outside of my friends' old house. We couldve been playing basketball at some point, but I was alone. I walk up to a car, and stared at my reflection in the window. Suddenly, a crack of electricity buzzed around me, and I was in another neighborhood. The street was long, and the only car on the road was the one I had been next to. I shouldve been alarmed, but I wasnt.
My friend came out of nowhere, asking me what I was doing here; he looked worried. I looked down and see a woman gardening, with a forced smile on her face. The air seemed tense. My friend pulled me inside their house, and tried to explain that I shouldnt be here. I looked around the kitchen: island in the middle, white floors, square-tiled countertops, glass walls; it was a clean, good-looking kitchen.
My eyes flew over to the kitchen door; outside, I could see a teen girl standing in front of the woman who had been gardening, as well as an army personnel officer. They all had looks of menace on their faces. The girl pointed at me, and shouted something (no shoes? no chews? nose hues? something like that). I bolted upstairs.
However, at this moment, I was like a third-party observer: I saw myself run upstairs, and I saw the people outside chase me up there. After a while, they came back downstairs.
Back to a first-person view, I somehow escaped detection by hiding under someone's bed. As I crawled out from under, my friend and the girl appeared again, this time on friendlier terms. She explained that whatever she shouted had been a code, that she was trying to throw off the people searching for me.
And then I woke up, 'cuz my cell phone was ringing.