Dream 1: Started off in a terrifying scenario: back in high school band. I was first chair trumpet and just couldn't play anything. Instructor got fed up and shows us a video of the previous year (or a previous year) of how well the band played. Specifically the marching band. Before I knew it, I was on the field with the old band. I wasn't playing, just standing out there. Immediately in front of me was Jacob D trying to prevent me from getting off the field. I set down my laptop, then manage to get off the field. Andrew P picks it up and brings it to me. I begin to start wandering around the field, looking for something, whatever. I drop off my laptop and some other electronics by a fence and enter a small room. Karla L is sitting in there. We begin playing some video on a projector outside of the room and onto some wall. We're warned that it's disrupting the performance and the judges, but we don't really do anything about it. Eventually, one of the OWU Public Safety officers appears. He looks like a cross between that one everybody knows and hates and the balding-mustached man from Tim and Eric. He takes my stuff and I run up to get them back. Eventually I steal them and start running. This is when I realize that I was at Selby Stadium on campus and begin to run towards the residential side. I get near Merrick, and two kids start following me. I'm running at a strangely reasonable pace, given the fact that running in dreams is almost always impossible. I'm still running, one of the kids gives up, but one sticks with me. I don't know why he's following me, what he wants, what he was saying, or how he was keeping up. It was very weird. Eventually I lose him and I emerge from the strangely wooded area by Sandusky street. The other end is not the Jaywalk, but is instead commercial business shops. On the building is a large figure with an opening on the front. I begin to walk across and a guy pops out on the roof with a hunting rifle. In my head, I has characterized him as being "The Lone Survivor," a non-human being that remains perched on the roof with the power of deciding who stays alive and who dies. I kinda wave at him, as I feel we have some respect towards each other. He lets me walk across. I swear, at that point, I had either seen him earlier in that dream or in another dream. I have no idea. I make it across, then turn. There's a girl there. I wonder what the Survivor will do. He puts down his rifle and picks up a shotgun and shoots a zombie a bit of a ways away from her. I help across. The girl and I get acquainted, and we enter the empty house of Alpha Sig that was right there for whatever reason and did not at all have the structure of the actual building.
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I woke up sweating from all the running in that dream.
Dream 2: This is another dream with plenty of time with my mom's old house where I used to live. I think we were cleaning it out, or something. At some point, I was in a basement, an elaborate looking one, staring at a safe. Two other people are there wondering what's inside. Somehow, I know the combination and it opens. Inside is just old food. The only thing I remember are old bags of baby carrots. They're still cold and I think to myself, "There's no way carrots get too old to eat." I grab the bag and am disappointed with how soft they are. I throw the bag at the person to my right. Later, I'm outside with my sisters, Abi C and Rachel C. We're mowing the lawn and trying to get rid of the grass. There are two vacuum cleaners and I begin sucking up grass.
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Still outside, I now stand with my CS professor. He's talking about some sort of project, a race, or something. I go inside to start the race. It looks futuristic in there. I lock eyes with the person I'm to race, and Ace of Spades begins to play. I think to myself, "I should try to learn this on guitar." Anyways, the race begins, and we're dropped down two separate elevators. Eventually, I take some zipline thing and burst out a window or something and find my opponent outside sitting on a tank. In the backyard of where I used to live. I claim they cheated somehow, and the tank wasn't even fully rendered, like the top was still wire frames. Then it turns out my opponent was a girl, and we discuss that we were in a class together. When I was in symphonic wind ensemble freshman year, she played 5th chair piccolo, which is terrifying to think about.
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I walk down to an area with a bunch of stores in town. I'm looking at shirts and find one that had a clock on it, except the clock only had a 12, and a small, straight line for 3, 6, and 9. Then I think to myself that I should put my shirt back on. So I do. I walk towards the exit of the store and bump into Shane G and Whitney W who were dressed for winter, which is weird because I was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt. In the foyer/alcove thing of the store, I show them some video or something. It's of Smash, where Luigi wins the round, but the final standings Luigi-taunt showed a big hat with eyes on it. It wasn't even green! I switch the channel to find a better version of it, but that just ruins it. Eventually, it becomes some sort of reimagining of Mario in Minecraft, which I guess was made for me by my friends. I hop in a minecart and ride around. Eventually, all sorts of strange mobs appear, and Matt C, Tylar R, and Jacob D (again) show up to tell me what went wrong. I try to enter a level, but it just doesn't work.
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I thought I had something to say about the state of these dreams, but I really don't. I'm just in it for the ride.
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