(03-10-2015, 02:20 PM)Kage Wrote: Twisters.
Oh man, I'm reminded of a dream I had back in elementary school about a tornado. I was back in Nebraska and in the basement of the house, looking out the window as a technicolor tornado made its way towards the place.
... I also vaguely remember another childhood one where I was sitting in my Dad's Buick Wildcat, undid the break, and sent it rolling backwards out of the driveway and into the car of the house across from us. Brake didn't work, of course.
It's odd how few GOOD dreams I remember, though. I know I've had a few (including some more recently), but the only one I can really think of is having my own motorcycle-sized stealth bomber and just cruising through the sky in it. Or being JUST lucid enough to do things like start flying or otherwise mess with the dream, sleep paralysis notwithstanding.
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