I have a lot of apocalypse-type dreams, and this one was no exception.
I was in a church of sorts with a group of people. I was wrestling with, and intermittently kissing, a young, tall, strapping African-American man. The rest of the group chatted happily among themselves, but there was a feeling of tension in the air.
A shadowy figure suddenly came to us, and we all listened intently as it told us that we had great power. It’s instructions were that we were to fight a destructive force, and chances of survival were slim to none. When we exited the building, we observed nothing but chaos all throughout the city. Evidently, Armageddon was just beginning.
A young, Asian woman and I paired off and elected to take the bus. To where? I have no idea (I do not even know why public transportation was still in service while the world was ending). The bus driver moved very slowly through the ocean of screaming, frantic people. I recall feeling both overwhelmingly anxious and excited. I also remember telling my partner what my plan of attack was. Her response was, “Really? I was actually thinking of going to the pub. Get drunk one last time, you know?”
Her remark got me thinking of what I should do. The dream abruptly cut to me driving to Edward’s, my friend, home. I knocked on the door with the intent of simply saying my goodbyes, which I still ended up doing, but I was slightly delayed by Edward answering the door in nothing but his skivvies, looking nervous for whatever reason.
In our conversation (I evidently got over him being scantily clad), I said I wanted to fare him and his family well. I also suggested that we take the train to see our other friend, Marcus. Edward agreed, and this is how the dream ended.
A bit of a disappointing one. It seemed like it was going to be so exciting with the shadow telling us about our superpowers, and then it ends with me talking to my friend in his underwear…
Anyone else had any fun dreams lately?