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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

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It seemed like a trailer for a new action film. The action was stilted and I couldn't really tell what was going on. At times I felt I was in the action and at others I felt like I was merely watching. The overall mood was very dark, the sky grey, but it wasn't dark out. The world was being overrun by zombies. The travelling pole-vaulting team was the only hope. They go on trying to use their pole vaulting skills to somehow save the day. I remember this one girl pulls this stationary pole to the ground waiting for a train to come while all these zombies surround her. I guess she's trying to lure the zombies or something. I dunno. There's not a lot I remember from this dream, but it was really weird and therefore noteworthy.

This morning I had a dream I was in the cockpit of an airplane (not flying it, I don't think) and as we're going in to land, we smash off the passenger side wing. As it's happening I seem to recall the same thing happening in another dream, but I don't acknowledge that I'm not in a dream now, rather that my dream before was a portent to the reality happening in front of me. Right after the collision, though, I wake up.

Brian posted at 8:08 AM.
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