I love remembering my dreams, there's a certain gleam in my eye as I try to figure out just exactly what they could mean, so I love remembering them, and for that to happen, they have to be vivid! I don't remember all of last night's dream, but what I do was very odd. The following excerpt is from the latter part of the dream...
For some reason, I had magic (now this wasn't exceptional, before bed I read a book involving witches and vampires), it took some concentration, but I was able to disappear somewhere and reappear somewhere else. When I reappeared, I was standing on a path near a bridge, the bridge was one of the old Dublin bridges across the Liffey and therefore had loads of traffic across it. In the river, there were two guys who work in the same company as me. I have never before spoken to these guys, I don't know their names, I only know them to see. Anyways, they were standing on these greenish grey rocks, waving at someone off to the side, when I noticed that one of the rocks had spikes down its back and its head poked out of the water. I screamed at the two guys who hadn't realised that they were standing on crocodiles, they looked down at their feet just as the crocs started to slide away and jump backwards with their jaws wide open. The two guys managed to jump to safety on some grey rocks just in the nick of time (if the crocs had spun the opposite way they'd have been caught). As the crocs slid back beneath the water, I saw one of the grey rocks move and screamed again, but not in time.
A giant great white shark rose up, again in a looping jump, and just managed to catch the man's leg in his teeth. I furiously tried to concentrate enough to think of a spell that would save the guy's life, when I heard honking behind me. A car was coming up on the inside lane, bashing through the river wall and other cars, heading straight for me. I couldn't gather my thoughts enough to disappear and reappear somewhere else, besides which, I had nothing but cars, crocodiles and sharks in every direction, bar one. Gathering the tendrils of thought, I quickly rose straight up in the air, out of the way of the onrushing car, I was so close to being hurled into the river by it that I felt it scrap my legs as I shot upwards. I looked down on the scene below me and I saw the white shark swimming past, upside for some reason, with the guy still trapped underwater, his leg in the shark's mouth, which was odd because that shark was big enough to swallow him whole! He was very dead, and totally beyond my help. Damn that car.
That's pretty much when I woke up, aren't dreams fun?!
-d
