Dreams – 7/7

7/7/25: I was having an argument with the star of Reacher. There was an assembly line of guns over our heads, and I arranged for a drone to drop one on his head. Then I was suddenly looking at a map of the US and organizing a race from LA to NY by car–but contestants would have to spend a night in St. Louis.

7/7/23 #1: I was on a school field trip, but not as staff or student. We were on a bus and when we got back to the school, we stopped in a gravel parking lot, sat at picnic tables, and the T-town superintendent made us take a test in triplicate on tablets. When I finished, he just nodded and said, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out” even though we were outside at night in a parking lot.

7/7/23 #2: Julie went away, so I decided I was going to visit Madonna’s college room so I could snuggle with her. I had to be fast because her roommate “Cody” was going to be back from an academic conference soon.

7/7/22: I was inside an episode of ‘The Boys’. Homelander kissed Starlight in a penthouse then told her “I’m immortal and couldn’t kill myself if I tried. Watch,” and jumped out the window and floated in air. Homelander opened an umbrella and started spinning it and that let him start flying down towards the ground. Then there was the crash of glass as someone jumped through a window up above. I thought it was Starlight then saw it was the Crimson Witch. She splatted into the ground. Homelander said “Oops. I guess this interrupts the honeymoon” and he was talking to two guys in head-to-toe Kevlar. A voice told me the two guys were ‘security’ as they raced to a car in an alley. I answered ‘No, they are paparazzi.’ [Of odd note, in the show, the superhero group is called ‘The Seven’–is that why I have this dream on 7/7??]

7/7/21: I had to go to a presentation at Truman State University even though I was not hired there. I left my hotel and was intercepted by a car driven by the athletic director who told me to get in and then drove me to the auditorium to make sure I had no unnecessary contact with the population. He dropped me off at the entrance. I walked in and people stared at me because of my LLCC VB polo shirt. Inside, I was handed a ‘program’ in a sealed envelope.

It turned out to be a letter from Donald Trump. It was all smeared or in code and I couldn’t read it and then an old woman in a motorized wheelchair bumped into me, grabbed the letter, and said I didn’t deserve to read something from ‘the rightful king’. People started staring at me, so I hid. I found a concealed spot and stayed there. The speakers (man/woman) were laying in a corner of the stage in a two-person sleeping bag. They explained the premise of their show and a film started. It was about death scenes.

The film had a black guy climbing down a chain-link fence and accidentally grabbing a circuit box with live wires. He was paralyzed for a long time, then fell slowly along a wall down to his knees and the collapsed, dead. The pair of speakers said this was poor acting because “Gary” actually died doing this scene.

I couldn’t get away from my spot without being seen–but I knew this was not the presentation I was supposed to be at.