My life of crime

Since my last dream it seems that I went from victim to accomplice. In my most recent dream I was the right hand man of a crime boss who looked amazingly like Andre Braugher. As his right hand man I carried a case that contained anything he might need for the business at hand. It was bigger than a briefcase but not quite the size of a suitcase.

In the dream my boss had to attend a meeting with other crime bosses. Associates were not allowed at the table. However, since I was the new guy I had trouble finding a place to sit while still being able to keep an eye on my boss in case an attempt was made on my life.

Eventually I found a place to sit among the outdoor seating. A few of the more experienced associates of other bosses started giving me a hard time. I wasn't scared because in the dream I know how to take care of situations like this but, before I could do anything to the three men a commotion started inside the building. I leapt into action then of course I woke up.

Stolen car

I had a dream where my car was stolen while I was at work. I kept asking the people I worked with if they knew anything about it and they gave very vague answers.

So I ventured out into the neighborhood surrounding the office and began to ask passersby about my car and got the same non-answers.

Eventually a gentleman in a sports coat and brown leather pants felt some sort of pity on me and took me to the local low-level mob boss. The mob boss was very angry with me and asked me what I wanted. I showed respect to him and carefully chose my words asking for my car back. He said he could have it arranged for $500 but every Friday night I would be his courier and drop off envelopes to one of his associates who had a cool mob name but I can't recall what it was.

I agreed to the deal but I was still without the car until I could produce the $500 which wouldn't be for a few days. My job was very far away from my home however the commute from office to home was all downhill. Thanks to my previously mentioned super power of skating across any surface, I was able to basically skate down hill at a pretty good clip. The problem was I was still a pedestrian technically and drivers kept trying to hit me. No problem as one of my other dream super powers kicked in and that power is to leap to incredible heights. Usually about two stories.

Then other pedestrians started chasing me for some reason and were able to keep up with me. It wasn't until they took a wrong turn and slammed into a wall that I was able to escape.

Then I woke up.

The Teal House of Blood and Gore

I don't have a lot of violent dreams if ever. Mostly when I have a bad dream it's of the psychological nature. Except for one occasionally recurring dream I have.

It starts out that I'm driving my car home from somewhere. There are two roads that I can take. One takes forever. The other is relatively quick but there's sort of a toll you have to pay to use this road.

On the side of this road lies a one story 1970s teal house that has been converted into kind of a store except it's not a store. In the dream anyone who uses the road is required by law to stop at the teal house. It has one employee that sits behind one of those metal mesh cages. I don't know what she's there for. Maybe to collect the pieces of souls that are left behind by everyone who visits there.

Anyway in the house lies several rooms and you have to visit each one. In each room is a different scene of real violence and gore. Some shown on TV screens others are live and ion front of you. You have to watch everything and make it through without freaking out. If you do freak out you have to start all over again. I freaked out during my first visit but woke up before I had to start over again. In subsequent visits I have been able to go through without freaking out and then I go on my merry way.

Lost Love Prime and the helicopter crash

I recently had a dream where I was in a small helicopter hovering over the town I grew up in. Someone on the helicopter, an older woman, wanted me to see a hidden building that had been in the town for years but could only be seen from the air. In the dream I remembered hearing tales of the building in my childhood but thought it was just a myth.

As the helicopter approached the site it flew too low and something clipped the main rotor. We started to go down in what looked like a wooded area then everything went dark.

When I regained consciousness in the dream it was 30 years prior and I woke up in front of the house of my first lost love. Not the lost love I've posted about before but the first girl I ever had a real affection for in my teens. She was more like a never had love because she was my first lesson about the 'friend zone'. However here I was back in time, a teenager again with the knowledge of a much older and wiser man. There would be no way she's be able to resist me now.

It took no time before she fell for my charms and while we were kissing I became visibly and noticeably aroused. She felt that I was moving too fast and punched me right in the arousal appendage. That will wake you up in no time.

I have no idea why I dreamt about her. I haven't even thought about her in decades. You see, when I was a teen I embarrassed myself several times in trying to win her affections so it pains me to think about that time in my life. I try to leave the past where it is.

Colorado

I had a dream that I was supposed to meet my mother and father out west somewhere. So I got in my car and left the East Coast and set out west.

It felt like no time at all that I was driving through snow capped mountains. Specifically a snowy bridge that was going over a river but. for some reason I had some kind of memory loss and didn't know what state I was in. I guessed that I was already in Colorado and that it was so nice I might stay here forever.

For some reason I left my car on the side of the road and continued on snowboard which was cool. I got to a town and I found a pay phone with a strange area code on it. I tried to identify it by doing a web search in my cell phone but for some reason I can never get my cell phone to work properly in my dreams. That excluded using the phone's GPS too.

I found a small mom and pop store and bought a Coke and a pack of cigarettes. I asked them what state I was in and they just laughed. I ran through some state names like Kansas and Colorado but they continued to laugh.

My family finally caught up with me and told me that I had only reached Pennsylvania. My level of disappointment bordered on suicidal then I woke up.