Dreamer in my dreams ...

After sleep visited last evening, I found my subconsciousness playing the same dirty trick on me that it has played on several occasions before.

It's a foreboding spring/summer day, and I'm outside doing something, though I'm never clear on what. To the east, I see funnel clouds forming, and then a tornado drops out of the sky and heads in my direction. I make my way to a shelter - in last night's dream, it was my house, but in the previous incarnation of the dream, it was the old Bedford mall, the west end of which had been converted into apartments or bomb shelters. I watch out the window, and tornadoes continue to drop out of the sky and skip past the house. Not, like, three or four tornadoes; the number was more in the neighborhood of 20 or 25, at the very least.

Since they're not doing damage to my environs, I decide to go back out to look the danger square in the face. I've since moved somewhere else, it's the same day, and I'm watching these big fluffy cumulus clouds morph into funnel clouds and fall out of the sky. Toward the end of the dream, the tornadoes would have a face in them that I didn't recognize, but they'd have a gigantic, booming voice that, had it been speaking at a normal volume, would have sounded like that of the automated voice on the weather radio.

It's good to have nice, rational, normal dreams.

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For Christmas a couple of years ago, I bought my wife a dream dictionary. Talk about a downer; it seemed like every possible dream topic had some sort of negative connotation:

"Onions - When the dreamer dreams of onions, be forewarned of impending death by appendicitis, or of a future case of bursitis, or of the tax man coming to collect back taxes."
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Isn't dream a funny word? dream dream dream