Make Your Mark

 I dreampt about a man and woman lying in bed at night.  The woman was sick and it was hot in their ground floor apt in a rundown tenement.  The setting was a slum area with stone streets. The couple had the door open with the screen latched but she woke up during the night sure she heard someone try to force the door. She got up to look out the screen and she saw a man in a hat walking down the lane just outside the lampost light. She watched him step into each doorway and tinker with something before moving on.  She woke again later and though it wasn't dawn, there was too much light outside.  She saw that the city was burning.  The woman woke the man and they ran out of the city up onto a hill.  Later it was revealed that the man in the hat was pretending to be the gas meter inspector but instead of marking down how much gas each family used he was opening the valve and letting the gas fill as many homes as he could.  The man forged the signature of the real workman who couldn't write but used magic calligraphy to mark the paper with stitches in the form of a tiny grasshopper. 

On Fire

February 6, 2018

I dreampt I was part of an enslaved people who was skilled with horses.  We used our skills to help our masters raise amazing animals.  In my dream the horses were huge, like draft horses but exceedingly graceful.  The large white barn that I worked in kept catching fire.  We would run in to save the horses and while no horses died many of my people did.  In the dream I could see from above the chaos of the fire, the horses tearing around like the running of the bulls, biting at each other and the people. Sometimes the horses would attack each other with such ferocity that they were nearly impossible to separate. We finally decided one night to burn the barn down ourselves and steal all the horses.  We ran through the fields planning to ride the horses far away.   As we got the complex of barns I went to a smaller building on the left.  I don't recall if music was playing the whole time but my dream had a soundtrack at this point. I peaked into a room filled with Japanese ornaments and probably art from a mix of other Asian cultures.  I saw a welcome cat. What impressed me the most was my first look at a tiny tv sitting on a chair. No one was around so I got closer.  I saw a commercial for the movie Thor. The tv was so luminous and beautiful, so captivating that I don't recall how the dream ends. Oddly I remember someone saying that our masters were Turks but since I never saw them I don't know how I know that this is wrong.  I know that despite the Western style barn, my people and the land seemed Asian, as if we were from Mongolia or Tibet.  Again these are just impressions from within the dream.  My clothes were long, long pants with a long shirt with long sleeves which seems highly impractical. Every hem had a thick embroidered detail. 

Nothing good

June 25, 2017

I dreampt my friends had a little bridge that was mostly made of 2x4s.  It wasn't very big and underneath instead of water there was straw.  I set the straw on fire which burned the bridge. I didn't stay to see how much damage was done. As soon as the straw caught fire I pulled up my hood and started walking downhill away from their house.  As I walked it got really dark but no matter where I went in the woods I could hear my friends talking about the bridge saying they couldn't get mad at the fire because it was natural like a storm.

I dreampt I packed clothes for work because I wanted to drive in my flip flops but when I got to work I realized I hadn't actually packed any other shoes. 

I dreampt my friend from another department who was now the security guard and she had a gun. 

I dreampt I went to a business but it was closed so I walked back to my car and as I did I got really sleepy and disoriented.  Eventually I began to crawl to my car and I kept narrowing missing things I didn't want to touch on the ground like poop.