I took a benadryl last night to make sure I didn’t wake up.
Around 06:30 I was in that alpha state of consciousness between sleep and being awake, and had this dream. I never remember my dreams, so I thought I’d write this one down:
I was standing with a group of people on the new bay bridge, which was suddenly directly north of the airport instead of its current location. We were all staring southward at the airport, watching the airplanes take off and land. A Southwest Airlines jet took off, looped around, looking like jerky computer animation, and then crashed back into the airport in a pixelated explosion. I calmly pulled out my iPhone and took a picture and posted it to LiveJournal and Facebook.
That was my dream. I woke up immediately after this dream and was somewhat disgusted with myself for not reacting more compassionately, although I remember a feeling of impending dread and then horror when the plane crashed. Perhaps I knew that I was too far away to be of any help, and could only observe.
Question: Do you remember your dreams?
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