Last night I dreamed I was at some music camp with thousands of musicians I'd never met.
On the first night, we all went to the beach just before sundown and started breaking off into groups/bands according to what kind of music we played. I'd solidified my band, and we'd just begun to bring out our instruments when I looked up to see six F-16 fighter jets flying just under the clouds in delta formation.
One of the jets broke off and immediately went into a tailspin, plummeting towards the water and eventually splashing into the ocean -- now a dark, bluish-purple -- about 50 yards from where I stood in the sand. Remarkably, no one else on the beach noticed the crash, even though fumes from the fiery wreckage had made their way across the shore.
Next thing I know, everyone except me began mumbling incoherently and stumbling around with their arms stretched out in front of them. I remember feeling a bit woozy from the fumes, but somehow I was immune to the comatose zombie-like state that overtaken everyone around me.
The last thing I remember was wanting to lie down and go to sleep, but being afraid of what my zombie-bandmembers would do to my body.
What does this mean?
-Nate
One Comment
1 jess wrote:
I'm not sure what it means, but at least you're dreaming about music and not the restaurant!