Dreams – 12/8

12/8/23:

I was part of the Star Trek USS Enterprise crew and was with the captain (who wasn’t one of the TV captains) in the middle of preventing a terrorist attack–an overloaded phaser set to go off inside Wrigley Field with the intent of stopping the upcoming Federation Olympics to be held in Montreal. We stopped the attack, caught the bad guy, and we were with the bad guy (dressed in a pink polo shirt) outside a stadium under construction when we were told there was a second phaser hidden near us. At that point, the captain shot the terrorist with his phaser on stun then pointed it at me because the captain had planted the second explosive. I said he’d kill thousands and it would start an interplanetary war. He looked at me and said “Of course it will. Duh.”

12/8/22:

I was in a house with my wife but our little girl went into the woods alone which was bad because there were aliens out there. Our daughter found some of them. Some were the size of plums/small fruit and ‘harmless’. When I finally found her, we saw a big one. It was like a crab but squished flat and it had a diameter of a couple feet–like a half-spider? We rushed back to our cabin and my ‘daughter’ disappeared from the dream. My wife and I wanted to alert the authorities but realized if we talked, the aliens would find us–so instead, I fired a shotgun into the wall twice–because no matter what, authorities would come if there was domestic violence.

We went outside then to wait for the police–but instead it was an X-COM response team with helicopters–the men got out and instantly created a runway for a massive plane that had three hangars (looked like airscoops) on the bottom of the airplane. I ran towards the plane and a soldier on the ground waved his hand at me and then I was somewhere else. I was on an uneven beach with damp sand in three different shades of beige/khaki…that was next to beanfields of some sort and I was running towards a shack that was either selling t-shirts or serving as a military HQ.

12/8/21:

I was laying on a bed when Alyssa Milano came in and sat with me, then laid down next to me. We started talking baseball. Then she got warm and changed into a tshirt and shorts and then for some reason, we turned and were laying together across the top of the bed and then we were kissing. I realized she was wearing shiny lip gloss. Then I realized it wasn’t lip gloss–she had prosthetic lips. I also noticed the hotel room’s walls changed color from beige to Valentine’s Day Red.