From a speech-to-text note recorded when half asleep:
A place like the Ridges at night. Driving around weird corners and up strange hills. People running in scrubs.
I went up to ask them why they were running and they said they had death threats and something to do with the machines they operate like a CAT scans or an X-ray machines. I asked them if they called the cops and they said no, so I went to go call the cops.
I pictured the bad guy having powers like being able to fire electricity from his hands and my character was a “spiegel” or “mirror,” so I was planning to fire back, but I thought I need to block first. So how do I block? I don’t know how to block, but I was willing to try.
In a classroom, the big TV playing some game. A young woman walked up to the TV, which was needed for the game. I high-fived her and the older guy that also went up to the screen. There was a dog – a big dog – maybe a Rottweiler. I slept on the floor below.
I remember a scene where I was riding a motorcycle eastbound on OH-316 in my hometown and stopped just past the street that runs toward my parents’ house. I was thinking about a way or road through halfway up the road that would meet up with Route 23.
I remember being in a Speedway restroom and later going to a different one in town, closer to the work event in my dream.
I remember being at the work event in formal attire. Later, I remember singing along with Sara Bareilles’ “Love Song,” but I abruptly stopped when the host of the event came in and said we were going out of business and that it would be our last event like this. Since most of the people were required to attend, she said there was no reason to keep us. I planned to stay, but I woke up right after she said that because my alarm went off.
I remember parking my car and taking a “shuttle” bus to some place I worked. I remember riding past an older (1950s?) low brick building with a gold logo. I called it the “West Union.” The bus went around a large median, possibly part of a large roundabout with newly planted spring flowers and those white blooming trees. I thought about how I didn’t park THAT far away, the bus just had to go around the place in one direction.
I remember going under an underpass – maybe a skywalk between buildings.
I later remember walking toward the building the offices were in. I had to go through a small courtyard the offices faced – they were on the second floor. The courtyard was paved with brick, but it seemed to have been neglected for some years. Tree roots were pushing up in places and weeds were growing in others.
I remembered the other times I was in that building. In the dream, it was a place I used to work or worked more often that I was visiting for some other job. I knew where the elevators were and where each hallway went and even remember parking in a lot behind the building.
In waking life, I have never been to a campus that looked like that, but I’m guessing based on weather and flowers that it was in the north/northeast America and in an older part of some larger city. The buildings seemed to have been built only 2-3 stories due to zoning at the time and I don’t remember any skyscrapers near the campus. The parking and bus system reminded me of a larger city, though.
I didn’t get a lot of sleep, but what I remember is driving down a street with lots of stop signs and on all the street signs, there was a scrawled symbol. It looked like an upside-down Anarchy symbol and, in the dream, I associated it with a branch of anarchy or something with shared beliefs.
There was some guy riding a mountain bike to my right holding an uzi on his lap. I thought that had to be the worse weapon to use while on a bike since it’s large and you would have to use one hand to steer the bike and you might accidentally grab the gun wrong if it almost falls off your lap.
I sped up to get away from him so he’d realize I didn’t care what he did, but thanks to the stop signs, we stayed at the same place. I tried slowing down, but that didn’t work. He wasn’t after me, we just ended up riding awkwardly next to each other.
He later attacked some car coming from the opposite direction. I think he hijacked the car – I don’t remember him firing the gun and his victim was unharmed, just scared. By then, I had already driven away.
There was a part of the dream that had debates by extreme candidates. They were young, so maybe it was a college group or something. However, we realized the people debating weren’t the most extreme on both sides. We later found out they were hooking up somewhere despite their difference in opinions because they both wanted the same thing, just to get it through different methods. In the end, it was a positive dream.
I also woke up with “House of the Rising Sun” by the Animals stuck in my head. That I know is from looking it up after seeing my friend’s status update about it being her favorite song.
Note: I looked up the symbol and found it is sometimes used for voluntaryism and also similar to the symbol in V for Vendetta, which is about voluntary order.
Actually, it wasn’t this song, it was a rip off of this song and I remember getting frustrated about copyright issues.
I remember singing along to this while I was driving alone on a winding highway. I remember tree-covered hills on the right – not has tall as the hills near my house, though. The land on the left was flatter than the right.
I remember an air traffic control tower on the right and soon after passing it, waiting for a fence with barbed wire to open for me to go through.
I think it was memory consolidation from the road trip (two days ago) and flight lessons (10 days ago). I think this song played once on the road trip.
Update: After looking up Chicago’s O’Hare airport for another dream, I realized the air traffic control tower looked like the one there, but with more antennae. I’ve never been to O’Hare, so I’m still trying to find if the images are from a movie or TV show.