OUTER SPACE — My dreams are so vivid and wild sometimes that it is time to start blogging about them. I should have started a long time ago but better late than never.
Last night I dreamed that myself and friend Kay were astronauts and accepted a mission to go and live on the moon.
We were jammed into a small rocket and launched into outer space. I could feel the fear of will we land or die. In the end we landed. We had no space station to live in, we were just on the moon. Couldn't even take our space suit off.
So this was life for a long while until we were allowed to depart for a two day vacation.
We came back to our hometown and had lunch. We ran into our former coworker BW at the local BBQ place. We explained to her about life on the moon and how you can't even wash your hair because you can't take your space suit off.
Then we headed out in my aunt and uncle's 1981 Chevy Blazer. (my aunt and uncle have been dead for years and the blazer was crushed at a salvage yard.)
We drove by our former homes, since now our homes were on the moon.
But when we went by home, I saw my pets, (all of which are deceased in real life.) They were sitting on my porch. When I saw my dog running after the vehicle, I had to get out. I made Kay stop the Blazer and jumped out and grabbed my dog. It was a great reunion. I went to what had been my house.
There was BW again. She told me someone named Beatrice was taken care of my dog.
I replied, "Not anymore I'm back." BW told me there wasn't a place for me. So I went next door and it had been turned into Mission Control.
But I didn't care. I told Kay I wasn't going back to the moon. I took off my moon shoes and tossed them in the blazer. She drove off going south and then turning east on Park Street. I don't know if she went back to the moon or not. I just held on to my dog and then woke up.
My analysis.
I believe this dream occurred because of news stories about a rocket launch and a door blowing off a plane while in mid air. I can't explain my aunt and uncle's blazer. As for BW, I saw her the other day at the BBQ place as did Kay.
As for my dog, she died nearly two years ago and my other dog 13 years ago. My cat died five years ago and I miss them all. I don't know who Beatrice is but my aunt was named Berniece so maybe BW misspoke and my aunt is watching my dog.
Somehow I rolled all of these news stories, fear of flying, and the missing my pets into one very creative vivid dream.
Kudos to those who sacrifice their family, friends and pets, to work in outer space.
This was the second night in a row that I dreamed about former coworkers.
The night before I dreamed that Kay and I went to former coworker BB house. We don't get along with her anymore so she wasn't thrilled that we were there. She had a nice house and many furry unique animals including a funky looking mouse named Chewy.
Despite disliking us, BB showed us around but did turn on this large lower like machine to shower the house with incense. I assume in an attempt to blow out any bad vibes she felt that we brought.
In the end, BB's house was suddenly across the street from my home and she was showing me her improved back porch before I woke up.
My analysis.
I have no clue other than Kay and I met for lunch recently and saw someone that reminded us of BB.
My neighbor brought me a piece of quartz the other day presumably to fight off bad vibes from my neighbor guy. During that visit, I told my neighbor some history on her house. I assume somehow my brain mixed all of these thoughts and occurrences together.
