The other night I had a dream. Or maybe it was more of a nightmare. Whatever it was it was vivid. See, in my dream I was working in a bar I used to frequent in San Francisco. I was filling in for someone or moonlighting or something, but I was there. The bar had been being robbed by a team of attackers. More than just robbing the bar, they would also assault the bar staff.
As I was finishing up my shift, the assailants entered the bar. They started by targeting the bartender. As I tried to sneak by, looking for my purse and car key that was not in my purse for some reason in the dream, they changed their focus to me. They started in with physical attacks. I was beaten with a cane and then a heavy wooden ball attached to a rope. Between beatings they taunted me. They found my purse and robbed the till.
At some point, they moved me to a new location, a secret room that contained a swamp. In the middle of the swamp there was a large bird nest on a pedestal. Some kind of bird of prey was sitting on a clutch of eggs. They pelted me with dead kittens (yeah, I don't know where that came from, apparently I have a very sick mind) and told me I had to throw the kittens to the bird in the nest. When I did, a crocodile jumped out of the water and snatched the kitten out of the air. All of a sudden I was terrified of the crocodiles swimming in the water and saw their dark shapes swimming near me in the muck. And the robbers insisted that I had to keep tossing the kittens to the bird.
And while all of this was going on, as each new layer of danger was revealed, all I could think was "Thank God they didn't find my car key so I can still get home after all of this is done."
Anyone up for dream analysis?
Pasta ala Fridge
5 years ago