nekosensei

I've always known that you can have a monkey on your back, but in my dream last night, I discovered it was also possible to have a lion on your back. I dreamt that I was in my car running some errands when I saw a man in his early twenties bicycling with a lion riding behind him. The bicycle looked like it was built for two people and the lion was on the second seat holding on to the guy with his paws. Later, I went to the guy's house and discovered that he lived with his grandparents. They had a bunch of male and female lions on their property, just lazing around as if they were giant housecats. I was afraid to approach the house, but I did. I was about to ask the grandparents what the guy's story was and why he was bicycling around town with a lion when the alarm clock went off and I heard Click and Clack on "Car Talk" guffawing about somebody's amusing car problems.

I guess that was better than what I was dreaming about earlier. In that dream, Chicago area was being bombed by some unknown country and some bombs fell not far from North Avenue. I was also trying to hide a sacred object. That particular part of the dream came from the book I was reading, The Bone People.

Some of my other dreams seem to be influenced by fandom. Several nights ago, I was woken up by a large thunderstorm with lots of wind. I was hopped up on Ambien, but I remember that my husband had to get up and move the cars away from our tree out in front so they wouldn't get dented by falling limbs. I had finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows either that evening or the evening before and at some point, I seemed to get the impression that the thunderstorm was caused by two wizards dueling it out up in the sky. After I was awake, I thought that it would be a good story to tell small children that were frightened by storms and didn't understand weather phenomenon. When I was a small kid, my parents used to tell me that thunderstorms were caused by God bowling in heaven. While it may help soothe a frightened kid, it doesn't do anything to describe the science of what's going on during a storm. What you should really tell them is that thunderstorms are caused by two wizards dueling in the sky. One controls hot air and the other controls cold air. The wizard of cold air always wins and that's why it always cools off after a thunderstorm. Yes...I know...shut up,

nekosensei.

Let's see...in my dream from two nights ago, I dreamt I got thrown in jail. We were in a full blown depression because the economy had really tanked. I was thrown in the slammer for stealing food so that I could eat. The sad thing was that I was actually happy to be in prison because at least I was getting fed. Also, there were many other women there who were locked up for either stealing food or for political reasons. We had a lot more autonomy than you would normally find in prison, and we could wander around a couple of rooms without being monitored. I made friends with my cell-mate and she found a tardis (from Doctor Who). She figured out how it worked and we often used it to have adventures. You think we would have escaped to a different place and time and I remember suggesting to her at some point that we should, but we didn't. We often ended up back in jail after we came back from joy-riding.

Anyhow...long story short... I attribute these strange dreams to a mixture of Ambien, an overactive imagination, and too many movies and books.