Doomerboard Dream Journal
Dec 25, 2017 8:12:33 GMT -5
Post by TOS on Dec 25, 2017 8:12:33 GMT -5
I sometimes have cool, funny, or otherwise neat dreams. I had one last night, which is why I am making this thread topic. Write about a dream you once had.
And so it began...
I was at work. Everything was going fine. Another guard and I were standing near the window in the main lobby of the building. It was a late Tuesday morning and it was gorgeous outside. Employees were just getting on lunch break. As the crowds walked near us, various discussions could be heard taking place about how everyone's weekend was, what plans the following week had in store for them, how the wife and kids are doing...it was just another boring day at work. Then at the stroke of 1100, the tornado sirens start sounding, but only briefly. In my area, the tornado sirens are tested the first Tuesday of every month. So I continued drinking my coffee and bullshitting with the other guard. Now it's customary for them to test the siren twice, once for the emergency, another to signify all clear. But when they tested the all clear siren, it was abruptly interrupted by something not seen. But it began to sound in all sorts of different tones and eventually sputtered out like an old car engine. The employees began to panic. There was a strong feeling of dread in the air now. I looked out the window and there it was. Nothing. The sky was still blue, the sun still shining...everything still seemed fine. But most of the employees began grabbing their shit out of their lockers and storming out of the building. I looked around and couldn't figure out what was happening. I began to worry, but not to the point of anybody noticing.
So I started back to my post and one of the onsite managers for one of the departments was frantically trying to use her cell phone to call a loved one, but she didn't have signal. None of us had any cell service that day for some reason. She notices me and goes, "{Trace), what the fuck are you still doing here?!" So I less than enthusiastically responded, "My job...why?". The dialogue proceeds as follows:
"Kim": Aren't you going to go home to be with your family?!
Me: After I get off work, probably. Why?
"Kim": Did you not hear the sirens?
Me: Yeah, what of it?
"Kim": That wasn't a test, (Trace), the end is happening right now. The government has turned the doomsday clock to midnight. You need to go home and tell your loved ones how much they mean to you.
Me: So...I can go then?
She nodded as she fought back tears, her loved ones living on the other side of the country made seeing them again impossible. So I signed out and I left.
As I exited the building, the parking lot was in chaos. The weather was still calm and the day still gorgeous. The only thing that signified there was a problem were the number of injured people wandering hopelessly, their vehicles taken or destroyed. At that moment, a slightly built black man with braids down to his shoulders wearing a top hat and had wings like Pazuzu crossed paths with me. I said, "I like your costume man!" He became angry and said, "I am not your fucking friend."
The next thing I remember is getting into my car with my best friend of fifteen years, lighting a cigarette (I don't even smoke), and discussing our favorite car chase scenes in movies. The dream ended with me driving up a bridge that had just started to rise, on my way to making an awesome jump.
________________________________________
I woke up an hour later than I normally do, but still managed to make it to work on time. I cannot help but see a lot of things in this dream that are undoubtedly related to a lot of real life struggles I am dealing with at the moment. But neither here nor there, I thought this dream was neat. The main thing I gathered from this dream is that nothing is more terrifying than the unknown. The unknown can drive you crazy. The only way to make it through the unknown is to keep a level head, try to find answers, and never forget those who have your back through thick and thin. If you do that, you'll survive. The jump at the end of the dream tells me that I don't have much time left to decide how I am going to handle this situation I am in, and I need to decide now if I am going to go for the jump or bail out.
And so it began...
I was at work. Everything was going fine. Another guard and I were standing near the window in the main lobby of the building. It was a late Tuesday morning and it was gorgeous outside. Employees were just getting on lunch break. As the crowds walked near us, various discussions could be heard taking place about how everyone's weekend was, what plans the following week had in store for them, how the wife and kids are doing...it was just another boring day at work. Then at the stroke of 1100, the tornado sirens start sounding, but only briefly. In my area, the tornado sirens are tested the first Tuesday of every month. So I continued drinking my coffee and bullshitting with the other guard. Now it's customary for them to test the siren twice, once for the emergency, another to signify all clear. But when they tested the all clear siren, it was abruptly interrupted by something not seen. But it began to sound in all sorts of different tones and eventually sputtered out like an old car engine. The employees began to panic. There was a strong feeling of dread in the air now. I looked out the window and there it was. Nothing. The sky was still blue, the sun still shining...everything still seemed fine. But most of the employees began grabbing their shit out of their lockers and storming out of the building. I looked around and couldn't figure out what was happening. I began to worry, but not to the point of anybody noticing.
So I started back to my post and one of the onsite managers for one of the departments was frantically trying to use her cell phone to call a loved one, but she didn't have signal. None of us had any cell service that day for some reason. She notices me and goes, "{Trace), what the fuck are you still doing here?!" So I less than enthusiastically responded, "My job...why?". The dialogue proceeds as follows:
"Kim": Aren't you going to go home to be with your family?!
Me: After I get off work, probably. Why?
"Kim": Did you not hear the sirens?
Me: Yeah, what of it?
"Kim": That wasn't a test, (Trace), the end is happening right now. The government has turned the doomsday clock to midnight. You need to go home and tell your loved ones how much they mean to you.
Me: So...I can go then?
She nodded as she fought back tears, her loved ones living on the other side of the country made seeing them again impossible. So I signed out and I left.
As I exited the building, the parking lot was in chaos. The weather was still calm and the day still gorgeous. The only thing that signified there was a problem were the number of injured people wandering hopelessly, their vehicles taken or destroyed. At that moment, a slightly built black man with braids down to his shoulders wearing a top hat and had wings like Pazuzu crossed paths with me. I said, "I like your costume man!" He became angry and said, "I am not your fucking friend."
The next thing I remember is getting into my car with my best friend of fifteen years, lighting a cigarette (I don't even smoke), and discussing our favorite car chase scenes in movies. The dream ended with me driving up a bridge that had just started to rise, on my way to making an awesome jump.
________________________________________
I woke up an hour later than I normally do, but still managed to make it to work on time. I cannot help but see a lot of things in this dream that are undoubtedly related to a lot of real life struggles I am dealing with at the moment. But neither here nor there, I thought this dream was neat. The main thing I gathered from this dream is that nothing is more terrifying than the unknown. The unknown can drive you crazy. The only way to make it through the unknown is to keep a level head, try to find answers, and never forget those who have your back through thick and thin. If you do that, you'll survive. The jump at the end of the dream tells me that I don't have much time left to decide how I am going to handle this situation I am in, and I need to decide now if I am going to go for the jump or bail out.