I had the weirdest freaking dream this morning. I’m with the kids. Outside playing are a few of the complex kids, but I’m in a mixture of my parents’ house and my grandparents’ house. All of a sudden things start to go dark. I’m thinking, in the dream, okay, storm is rolling through or an eclipse. No biggie, right? I could not have been more wrong. It was a freaking spaceship. I honestly think it was one from Star Trek that I saw. If I saw the ship, I could tell you if it was one I saw, but I can’t be sure.
I’m panicking, trying to get a hold of Josh. I have a full set of bars, but satellites are down? That’s what my phone told me. Working internet, and everything is covering this “invasion”, much like how the news was on 9/11. Seriously, I have some weird priorities in my subconscious.
Anyways, it was weird. Then people started walking by the house. We close all the windows, lock them, and turn out all the lights. We’re sitting there, in the dark. All of a sudden, people start walking by. I’m watching, and I see someone I recognize (someone from high school, which is weird). I hide under the window treatment. All of a sudden, Brian Williams sticks his head inside my house. I stand up, and go “How are you doing that? My windows are closed?” He shrugs and goes “Mine” and then walks away. So, Sesame Street somehow ended up in the dream, :/
There was more to the dream than that, but my brain and body were starting to wake up and I forgot what had happened. There was a talking to a reporter on the ocean front where were almost get swallowed by a wave part. Somewhere, my kids disappeared and I wasn’t worried about it. I never found Josh.
Is it just me or that the weirdest freaking dream? What was going on with my brain?