Dreams – 7/17

7/17/25: [fragments] I was inside a track on grass at a stadium. A guy not wearing a shirt and really hairy was trying to get up in my face and bully me. –gap– I was reading a letter of support from Mrs. Strohm (my HS math teacher) and after I read one paragraph (which I DID read but don’t remember now), I woke up.

7/17/23 #1: Melissa McCarthy was a cop who got thrown in water and Sandra Bullock was investigating. I was a suspect because I was developing a superpower involving wind. I got away and it turned out one of the cops was actually a supervillain. Apparently I handcuffed him off-screen to an escalator and he broke it by turning to obsidian. I went home and hid in my apartment in an attic that didn’t have a door that closed properly. Someone kept trying to open it and my power wasn’t enough to hold it shut, so I hid in the closet.

7/17/23 #2: I was in a big auditorium (Hilton?). I was sitting with a bunch of other people when giant crowds poured in singing/playing ‘When the Saints Go Marching In’. Apparently it was a Catholic Revival service. Becky Canty (former HS principal) said I was going to be one of two ushers and told me to get into position at the back of the auditorium on the top in case anyone needed directions. I tried to get there and realized I needed to go to ground level first to get there. Canty started doing introductions of everyone helping and called my name but I was still in a tunnel and the spotlight showed no one in my spot. A woman named Amy (who I *know* was a T-town parent) started yelling “He’s here! He’s here!” and pointing at me and I froze, unable to move.

7/17/22 #1: I was in a hospital being rolled around in a wheelchair. It was like a maze and there were no actual rooms. I kept wanting to talk to people, but my mouth kept filling with this stuff that looked like bubble gum. I’d pull at it, but more would just keep growing back.

7/17/22 #2: I was playing basketball in a gym with a large group of people. I didn’t know what was getting used as the ball. I wound up having a giant balloon tossed to me–I changed its shape to something long and thin and threw it across the gym and watched it veer off to the right. A bunch of people chased it. I sat down on mats next to a basketball hoop, then realized I wasn’t wearing underwear. Several people came over and held me down and started trying to ‘inspect’ me, looking for secret Allied codes.

7/17/10: I was in a room trying to figure out a murder case as a cop. I was talking to someone who was a suspect and then little red laser dots (like from a rifle scope) started dancing on the person until forming the face of the suspect (there were lots of dots). Then the suspect was hit by a zillion bullets in those spots. That happened several times.