Dream Journal 4-01-2002
This is an ongoing dream journal tracking dreams over a 20 year period. Disclaimer: Any reference made to a person living or dead is purely the work of my subconscious and should be taken lightly. I have omitted last names to protect the innocent.
Out in the jungle. Lucy, Stephanie and Matt and myself. Dinosaurs are everywhere.
Lucy wants to take one of the Triceratops home.
Later, I am with Pat who is practicing for a show with Dysfunktion Junktion. He is working on a song called Dog-Faced boy. I ask him what else is on the list, but he doesn’t know.
We find a playground. We climb the equipment to hide from Dinosaurs. I warn everyone that we may also be in danger from the undead.
In the last scene we are pursued by some generic bad guys. We seek shelter in an expansive house. I find a secret corridor that leads to a basement. This basement contains an angry talking Dinosaur.
Matt finds us and leads us to safety. I see John from the Corner Café driving by. I spill beer on my pants. Then we ride in another car over a very bumpy terrain. After a long rough ride we stop at a market. A mystery woman is angry that we are taking a break.
