Dream

These last few nights I’ve been having some of the wackiest dreams I’ve had in a long time, and for me that’s saying a lot. Once I dreamt that I lived in a world filled with chinless people. It was as a dream could be. The one I had two nights ago beat that one in weirdness and and so I must share it.

In the dream my Mom, two sisters and I were visiting a farm. I was aware that I was much younger than I am now, like 19 or 20. This farm was supposed to be a friend’s family farm, but it didn’t look like it did in real life. We went into the house. The walls were painted drywall, black. There were 4×4 beams showing and it looked like the interior of a garage. There were tables all around littered with stuff, like a garage sale. And random people were walking around. I set down my keys, sunglasses, etc in random places around the house. There was this really nice looking guy walking around. Apparently his name was Ashley, but how I knew that I don’t know as I never spoke to him. (I don’t know anyone like him in my real life). We just walked around glancing at each other, while I kept leaving my stuff around the garage/house. There was a tv in the corner of one room that was playing old black and white tv shows. Matthew Sweet’s Sick of Myself, was playing somewhere:

But I’m sick of myself when I look at you 
something is beautiful and true.
World that’s ugly and a lie
it’s hard to even want to try.
I’m beginning to think
maybe you don’t know.

Suddenly the Emergency Broadcasting Signal sounded on the tv and made an announcement that we were under a Tornado Warning. They showed the radar on tv and it was heading right for us. My sister, Jackie asked if it was real. I said I would check my phone. Sure enough it confirmed what the tv stated. A girl I knew from college suddenly appeared, wearing a cowboy hat barged in and yelled that we needed to head to the basement/cellar and she turned and ran off. Mom told us to get our stuff so we wouldn’t loose it to the tornado.

I’m running around picking up my keys, sunglasses and iPod (and a bunch of other stuff that wasn’t worth saving that I can’t quite recall now, but at the time I was thinking, “Really, you’re risking your safety for that?!” I couldn’t find my phone, which if you recall I just had when I looked at the radar. Panic set in. I don’t know if I ever really found it or if I just decided to let it go…because tornado! I found my Mom and sisters. My sister Jackie said that she was ready to to to the cellar because she had her embroidery kit. I was worried because I didn’t have mine and asked if I should go get it.

I heard my college acquaintance scream from outside that we needed to hurry. At this point in my dream I gained a superpower, seeing through walls. Cool, huh? I could see her running and opening up the cellar doors, which were out in the middle of a pasture filled with cows and buffalo. I took off. Apparently my family was behind me, but I didn’t look back.

Meanwhile, Matthew Sweet was still singing away.

My college acquaintance was standing near the cellar doors holding the halter of this angry attack horse,”Hurry up, I’ll hold back Two Kicks until you get in!” Let me take a second to describe this angry horse because, boy oh boy, I think I was laughing about it in my dream. The horse was a white/dapple gray and was kicking wildly. On his face, he had eyebrows. Yeah, eyebrows! That alone would be funny but he had these big, angry Groucho Marx eye brows angled down in fury. He was baring his teeth like horses do when mad. He looked like a scary cartoon.

So I take an athletic jump into the cellar, far more graceful than I would in real life. I was surprised that the cellar wasn’t a room. Instead I had jumped into a kind of a tunnel slide made of mud. It was quite terrifying. I kept sliding down into the earth until I got stuck and I couldn’t breath.

That’s when I woke up. I was quite terrified and it took me a bit to realize that I had fallen asleep on my couch and wasn’t stuck in a mud tunnel with Matthew Sweet song blaring overhead, the only point of escape blocked by an angry horse with eyebrows.