Weird dream last night.
I was on a downtown street at night with friends (but not people who exist in real life) and this SUV pulls up to the sidewalk. Couple of people from my group start talking to these Asian guys in the SUV. I sense tension in the conversation and as my group starts walking away from the SUV, one of my 'friends' throws something—a fire hydrant?—at the vehicle, damaging it and injuring the Asians.
We start running and I see the driver emerge and he is enraged. Another person and I hop into a parked vehicle and do our best to duck below the seats. We're scared and watching the window; fortunately it's frosted because it's cold. The driver, who's threatening to kill us, walks up to the car we're in and looks in the window, and then he keeps walking. We gasp in relief.
I don't remember what happened between that and the next part. I'm being held in some sort of facility. The part that's visible from the street looks like a little bistro, and I'm sitting, in some kind of hospital gown, at a table. Suddenly a car pulls up in front of the storefront window, and I know somehow that its a threat. I try to hide my face by looking the other way, but based on the car coming to a stop I know I've been seen.
I leave the table area and pass through a steel door that leads to a hospital-like hallway. Everything is stainless steel. I make my way to the bathroom where I find a friend who is also being held captive. He tells me I can escape by lifting and sliding a certain tile on the floor, so I do and that's where things get foggy.
There was something about being in an unfamiliar house and I made a move on this girl once we were alone. But then we got caught and had to go do something dangerous.
As I said, I've found myself in strange and precarious positions in my dreams lately. I wonder what meaning these themes of danger, fear of getting caught, and escaping have.
I was on a downtown street at night with friends (but not people who exist in real life) and this SUV pulls up to the sidewalk. Couple of people from my group start talking to these Asian guys in the SUV. I sense tension in the conversation and as my group starts walking away from the SUV, one of my 'friends' throws something—a fire hydrant?—at the vehicle, damaging it and injuring the Asians.
We start running and I see the driver emerge and he is enraged. Another person and I hop into a parked vehicle and do our best to duck below the seats. We're scared and watching the window; fortunately it's frosted because it's cold. The driver, who's threatening to kill us, walks up to the car we're in and looks in the window, and then he keeps walking. We gasp in relief.
I don't remember what happened between that and the next part. I'm being held in some sort of facility. The part that's visible from the street looks like a little bistro, and I'm sitting, in some kind of hospital gown, at a table. Suddenly a car pulls up in front of the storefront window, and I know somehow that its a threat. I try to hide my face by looking the other way, but based on the car coming to a stop I know I've been seen.
I leave the table area and pass through a steel door that leads to a hospital-like hallway. Everything is stainless steel. I make my way to the bathroom where I find a friend who is also being held captive. He tells me I can escape by lifting and sliding a certain tile on the floor, so I do and that's where things get foggy.
There was something about being in an unfamiliar house and I made a move on this girl once we were alone. But then we got caught and had to go do something dangerous.
As I said, I've found myself in strange and precarious positions in my dreams lately. I wonder what meaning these themes of danger, fear of getting caught, and escaping have.
Under heaven all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
All can know good as good only because there is evil.
