Zombies

Yup, last night I dreamt of zombies. The whole world was on alert, pretty much, and there was panic everywhere. I was in a red sports car with this guy driving me around, and we were in love. And at one point I asked, “Is this real?” as if I knew I was in a dream, and he said that every time he thinks of me, blah blah blah, he loved me. It’s so strange that it’s always someone different in these ‘…and we loved each other’ dreams.

Later we were driving on a highway and saw this one car rearend another car. The people inside it were terrorizing the other car, and I called the police on them. In my dreams I can always remember details like this.

Then I was with my housemates, and I think this had something to do with the zombies. We were back in my house from childhood, except it was abandoned, and run down, and the family that had been here before had had a depressed son, and they had to leave to because they couldn’t handle him in this house. Sonia was there, all concerned, and we were all exploring this room and genereally feeling bad about it all. I noticed what the kid had plastered on his wall was black pages out of magazines, with phrases on them, and they were selling HP products, whatever that meant. Harmless enough ads he had used to reinforce his depression.

And finally, near the end of my dream, I had super powers, and I was walking around outside and just pushing aside people/zombies with my mind. At one point the world was getting back to normal, and everyone was returning to some semblance of normalcy. Including in the stores and houses and streets I had been in throughout my dream. But then I was watching a newscast, and I said “LOOK, there in the back!” and it was some guy eating his own arm. Then he looks up at the camera and smiles all bloody and zombie-like.

~ by Christine on July 6, 2007.