Had a strange one recently.
I was at the gas station getting a coffee. When I came out, I watched this person get hit by a car, near the pumps.

I ran over to see if they were okay. they were laying face down.

All of a sudden the crowd is gone, and everything is shrouded in fog.

I roll the person over, and it turns out to be someone who looks exactly like me. Same face, same wallet, and contents.

I try calling 911 on my phone...no signal... at this point I consider going back into the gas station... but...where is the entrance?

I wander the fog for what felt like hours, until I finally found something... A car, parked out in the fog...One headlight missing, and a huge crater in the hood... where ever the hell I was... I go up to the car and brush the sludge off of it. (Something black... seemed to have the consistency of algae.) Nobody inside... tried starting it... no luck... the battery was completely dead.

I keep wandering until eventually I hear something. A voice... I follow it. eventually finding a drive-in theater running some cartoon on an endless loop...

I look around, and eventually kick in the door to the concession stand. At this point things got fuzzy, and I woke up... the dogs started barking because I kicked my bedroom wall.

Had a dream last night that I was running down this mountain, the slope kept getting steeper and steeper, until eventually, I was running so fast, my feet lifted off the ground, and I took off flying like I was in Dragon Ball Z or something.
I must have been in a race or something, as I passed everyone in front of me, some shouting in shock as I crushed them with a Sonic Boom!

I ended up at the finish line first. I was being interviewed by a reporter afterward, with the question: "How did you do that!?"

I responded: ...I have no idea!


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As an observation: this is strangely enough, something that remains consistent in many of my dreams: If I am trying to gain an absurd amount of speed, eventually I stop running, face forward, and fly like a jet with my arms at my side. Typically these end up being situations where I am running (such as in a race, or escaping from something).
as a side: This also happens when confronted with something in a nightmare scenario, usually accompanied with me turning around, and attacking what has me so frightened...

I've had an increase in COVID-related dreams lately - usually I find that I've gone to a crowded place and forgotten to bring a mask.

Recently I dreamed that an older family member decided to get a puppy (I think a Rottweiler)! We all got in the car (dog included) and started driving somewhere. The puppy was good-natured but hyperactive and impulsive. He decided to jump out of the window when he saw something interesting! We spent some time trying to find the lost dog, but he eventually found his way back home.

I had another pet-related dream last night. There's a yellow tabby cat that lives next door to me in real life. I dreamed that she got really, really excited when I was carrying a stuffed kitty (I'm not sure if it was laced with catnip or something!). This kitty was so excited that she was jumping several feet in the air. (The real-life version of this cat can do some interesting tricks, including somersaults, but I haven't seen that - at least not yet!)

This reminds me of a dream I had in November; one aspect of it was affected by the virus being a thing. I think the fact that we're dreaming about it speaks to how seriously we take it and that we've very much internalized the fact of it at this point.

For reasons completely unknown, I was traveling with my dad to the UK. In this dream, the UK was very small and easy to reach via bridge, and my dad drove us there in a box truck. At some point I 'realized' "hey wait a minute, I could totally meet Langton" and got ready to pull up Discord on my phone to try to arrange a meeting, but then figured "maybe it's not such a great idea during Covid." Most of the dream was just spent trying to navigate a weird old-timey-ish looking cityscape that I'm pretty sure doesn't exist anywhere. When I say "cityscape", I mean like, lots of small brick houses bunched up together, with yellow and stone walls and autumn-colored rooftops (red, yellow, brown, orange, etc). I have absolutely no idea what led to the generation of this picture of the world, but generated it was.

@Miles Well said! Also, that was a cool Miles dream. Perhaps The Fictional Bridge to the Old-Timey United Kingdom was subconsciously inspired by all the Brexit talk.

A few nights ago, I dreamed that my brother bought a big old house in a town in Iowa. The property spanned two city blocks. Behind the house was a great big garden in fine condition.

However, this property also included some other features - like an abandoned church that had been destroyed in a tornado many years ago. An old handrail blew down as we walked past the church, whose original main entrance was located just behind the garden.

To the right of the garden, there was an old guest house. It appeared to be a weird chimera of a mobile home and a permanent wooden structure.

A narrow road - basically an alley - went through the middle of the property. There was a very random stoplight near the church.

On the left side of the property, you'll find an old factory/warehouse that was painted blue. It had a large bell you could ring. I wanted to go in and ring it, but considering how old and rickety the building was, I wasn't sure if it was even remotely safe to enter.

If you keep walking beyond the church, you'll find another abandoned factory. It was rumored to be haunted, but really it was just a place where kids would break in and spray graffiti. The previous owner of the property built a tall brick wall around this factory to keep the troublemakers out, but occasionally people would still trespass there.

I recommend against buying this property.

Last week, I dreamed that my mom and I went to a restaurant. The Saints-Buccaneers game was on one of the TVs in the restaurant. Then I left, got in the car, and listened to the game on the radio - by then, it was the third quarter and the Bucs were winning decisively. However, I got home and turned on the TV, and Drew Brees led a great drive to score a touchdown, narrowing the Bucs' lead to 3. The third quarter ended - and so did my dream. (In real life, the Saints lost in what was probably the last game for Drew Brees.)

Earlier this week, I dreamed that a girl I know decided to live with my family. This girl is someone I know from both my grad school and undergrad days. She was finishing up her bachelor's when I was in grad school, and she was getting her A.A. degree when I was in my bachelor's program. She is slightly obsessed with horses (the real kind that you actually ride!). It's possible that a character in Career Fantasy is inspired by her. But that's beside the point.

In the dream, this girl had been living with us for quite a few years, and it's never explained why! She isn't related to any of us, and there wasn't anything even remotely romantic going on. Her long, curly hair was cut much shorter than normal. In the dream, I was thinking about how her dream self was really sweet and I'd never appreciated her enough, and I was trying to figure out what to buy for her birthday.

Some of you might have heard a rumor that I have a "complicated" relationship in real life! My Not Really Girlfriend had a starring role in last night's dream.

In this dream, she became the starting quarterback for the Carolina Panthers! The Panthers were playing the Jaguars at EverBank Field in Jacksonville, and I was watching the game on CBS (apparently I didn't bother to attend her game in person!). While not exactly qualified to be an NFL quarterback, my friend somehow managed to complete a handful of passes for 97 yards. The Jaguars eked out a narrow victory - something they did only one time in 2020. The dream was set during a sunny late afternoon in fall 2021, but Gardner Minshew was still taking snaps for the Jags, which was interesting. My friend wasn't the starting quarterback at the beginning of the season, but apparently she'd started a few games.

There are approximately 5,000 reasons why the events of this dream are fabulously implausible, but as is often the case, I know exactly what caused each of these dreamy elements to come together.

Last night, I had a tripleheader of weird dreams.

In the first episode, I dreamed that I went to a party - and Taylor Swift and Billie Eilish both happened to be there. I took a photo of them talking to each other and posted it on social media, and it attracted a fair amount of attention!

Later, I randomly went to one of the campuses of the college I attended in my undergrad days. A lot of people were there for some reason - including the professor who taught my Systems Analysis & Design class. She said hi.

In the last part of the dream, my mom was on the piano playing Non più andrai from Mozart's The Marriage of Figaro. We have an old copy of this sheet music, but my mom was playing a different arrangement with a different chord progression. I could hear and see the music in my dream.

[12/15 Edit: That silly typo never happened.]

Three nights ago, I dreamed that I went to a bookstore with a real-life friend. I found a book written by a black pastor I follow on Twitter. The book was weighty but interesting.

Later that night, I dreamed that I went on vacation with my mom and brother. Unfortunately, a tire blew out while we were driving in the middle of nowhere. We pulled into a sketchy place that was part automotive repair place and part fish camp. Despite being a purported seafood restaurant, there was a small wheat field next door. When we walked in to the place to talk to the mechanic, a waitress greeted us and asked how many of us were eating. We said none, as we needed a tire fixed! We waited outside a while, and I woke up.

I dreamt that I was on some ship, just as it was getting ready to set sail, and was loaded full of cargo. I think ore.
Things were going fairly smooth at first, then a huge wave hits the side of the ship. The wind start blowing hard.
The wind was howling, the ship was rocking all over.
Something made a weird twang noise. Like wire under a lot of stress.
We waited for what felt like hours. I could hear someone signaling on the radio. A distress call.
After some fine, the ship tipped over. Sending the crew into the water.
It was cold. It felt like a million daggers piercing my skin.
As hard as I tried to make it to the surface, The world around me went dark. And eventually, there was nothing.

This was a particularly strange dream.
Everyone kept calling me "Edwards"