9/21/96

Dream 1:
I was a fireman, and there was a large 10 story building with smoke coming out of the windows, so naturally I was on the scene. I ran into the lobby and saw the elevators, but then all of those "In case of fire take stairs" signs that I had seen in the past came flashing back to me. I looked for the stairwell, and stopped at every floor to check for people needing rescued. I got to the tenth floor and hadn't found any people or any fire for that matter. I began my descent when I heard a sound on the eighth floor. I opened the door and saw nothing. Just old dusty furniture and cobwebs all around. But then I noticed movement, and I saw some torn drapes floating in midair. At first I freaked out, because I thought it was a ghost and I didn't want to meet a ghost. But then I saw that below the floating drapes was an air vent. That's when it clicked--there was hot air coming up from that grate and that's what was causing the drapes to rise. I realized that the fire must be on one of the lower floors. So I continued going downstairs but no matter how hard I looked I could not find fire.


Dream 2:
I was tired, so I decided to go to bed. I went into my room and pulled back the sheets, and twelve mice ran out from under the covers all around the room. I hate mice, so I jumped up onto a chair and yelled for my mom. She came in and told me it was no big deal; if I didn't bother the mice, they wouldn't bother me. But they were in my bed! I wasn't going to sleep in a bed that had mice in it! They were all over the floor too, and since I was barefoot I didn't exactly want to walk out either. So I just made up my mind to stay where I was, standing on the chair.


Dream 3:
It was time to eat Christmas dinner at my grandpa's house, and my aunt Susie decided that we should play a cd to have background music while we eat. I suggested something kind of quiet and unobtrusive so we could eat in peace. However, she was set on listening to Ted Nugent's Greatest Hits, and since it was her cd player...well...there's nothing like eating smoked turkey while listening to Cat Scratch Fever.

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