The Machine

Dream 4/12/2016

There is a machine that can turn toy cars into real ones.

A kid that's hanging out with us, Andrew, says that he has a red toy Volkswagen Van. He tells me I can have it. We make a pit stop at his house and me and two other guys tear his room apart trying to find the Van, but we can't. It's nowhere to be seen. We get back in the car, disappointed, and I tell Andrew, "If you run across the Volkswagen van, I will give you $1000.00 for it." The guy next to me whispers, "that's a good deal." Andrew tells me that he will look for it. Dream ends.

I wake up

Hard Knocks

Dream 3/14/2016

Somebody asks me to steal a basketball from QRS Recycling.

I no longer work at QRS, but I still have my uniform. So, I don my grey button up shirt with reflectors all over and with the orange hardhat on my head, I trespass on private property. My brother-in-law is working there at this time, but not too many others as everyone has pretty much left for the day. I explore the place because I haven't been to this plant before, the one I used to work at is the next city over. I come across the maintenance shop, where they keep the basketballs. I walk in and immediately see the vertical holder for the various sports balls, but there is a lock on the bottom to prevent anyone from taking them. Disappointed, I leave the recycling plant.

I end up at my old high school, where they are having an assembly. I walk outside to the playground and reminisce about when I was a kid playing here. Most of the playground equipment has been taken away, but a few items from my childhood still remain. I walk over to the metal rainbow and try to hang upside down like I did when I was a kid. I fell and hit my head when I was little, but I didn't cry.

I head to the assembly. The speaker is talking about the WWE. The wrestling organization is making movies on various subjects. One movie is about Planned Parenthood. The speaker wants the school to endorse the movies. One of the teachers stands up, takes the microphone and speaks of her dislike for the WWE, its violence and sexualization of women. At that time, I walk out.

I end up in a junk yard, where my friends work. My long haired buddy shows me some of the cars he's been working on. One car looks like an old version of a Volkswagen bug that was never released. He also shows me a guitar that he built. A custom Gibson SG. He says it's not but it is. I tell him of a custom guitar that another friend of mine made. He hardly listens. I have to repeat myself. We go inside and sit at a table. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I have a seizure. My breathing completely stops for a moment. The ones crowded there erupt in tears. Finally, I take in a large breath. Everyone is elated.

My mom and dad pick me up to take me home. I ask my dad if he can buy me a basketball. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Long Jump

Dream 3-13-14

I begin doing the Olympic long jump down the street where me and some friends once left a Volkswagen van. 

I'm long jumping. I feel as though I'm flying. It doesn't seem like something that a human can do. Angels must be holding my arms.

I catch the attention of some friends that I haven't seen for years, the Lore sisters. They start doing the long jump with me. One of the girls says that her favorite place to go long jumping is Meijer. 

We start to make our way toward the store. We never make it there. Instead, we head to an old couple's house. When we step inside we are immediately greeted with a hush. The old couple can't take loud noises. We look over toward the kitchen. An old man has fallen asleep in his lunch. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Van

Dream 3-13-14

My friends and me are driving a Volkswagen Bus.

We drive around town looking for items that people have thrown away. One man's trash is another man's treasure. We find several items here and there. I climb up front.

My uncle, who is up front, becomes angry with me. We end up in the backseat punching each other. We fight so vigorously that a fire starts in one of the seats. My friend pulls the van to the side of the road and everyone jumps out. 

I voice my concern that the police are going to find us. We run in separate directions. I run across a country field to my house. The next day, we return to the van. surprisingly, there wasn't much damage done. The man whose house we parked the van, walks out in a fury. He tells us, "if you don't get that thing out of here, then I'm gonna call the cops." 

We jump into a nice two story truck that's parked next to the van. It's full of computers and other gadgets. There are firefighter slide down poles falling from the second story to the bottom. As far as I know, we never return to the van. Dream ends.

I wake up.