Last night I had a very cool dream. I stole a locomotive!
First, I was out for my morning run, and I saw some of my airport coworker friends getting some apples that were stuck on a wall. It was: Apples on the wall, a waterfall in the middle, and more apples on the wall. Then it started raining pears. (This has actually happened to me, it raining pears. Different story.)
Next in the dream, I guess I’m at work. I’m walking on top of this huge locomotove. I’m walking behind this welder guy. (I can tell from his red and green hoses dragging).
So, I’m right behind him, and we have to jump from the locomotive about two feet to this concrete pier next to it. He jumps and almost falls, starts wobbling around. I have to stop, because now he’s occupying the space I was going to step across to, and I start wobblng on my feet, almost falling off the locomotive, about two storeys down to the ground. Nobody falls, I step across to the pier and it’s all cool.
The welder guy says something about taking ‘er for a spin, and walks off. I opened the locomotive door, (like a car door, only bigger.) The seat’s way forward so I scoot it back, (again, like a car seat, bar underneath) and sit down.
The thing is nice! ultra modern, all kinds of dials and display screens all the way down the dashboard, about four times longer than a cars. There is, however, two rows of buttons, with tape underneath, handwritten labels. One says FWD, another says REV. I don’t remember what the others said.
I press the button that says FWD. The locomotive starts moving, Before long, I’m in a beautiful open country. Super wide horizon, beautiful skies and farmland looking landscape. Prairies and trees. There were also these cool structures, that looked like iron, alongside the tracks.
The train was fully automated, it changed speeds and seemed to operate by itself. Pretty soon I was moving quite fast. Everything was great! It was a super-cool experience. (Experience? This is a dream.)
Later the train slowed down, and entered this indoor train station. There were glass booths on the walls with one person in each, I guess they were ticket agents or something. The booths were off the floor though, in the middle of the walls, and the people inside were all looking at me.
When the train stopped, I pressed the REV button, and the train started moving backwards. I started thinking things like, “I might get in trouble for this.” and “I don’t know anything about any other trains coming, or collision danger.”
When I started getting worried, I woke up. Then I wrote what I remembered in a notebook I keep by the bed for that purpose. I didn’t need to look at the notebook to remember the dream though.
Funny thing about dreams, if you wake up, and think you’ll remember, you’ll forget. But if you write it down, you’ll remember and not have to look at the note you wrote. I’ve never read a dream in my notebook and been surprised, you know, not remember writing it down. But also, If I have a dream I think I’ll remember for sure, and don’t write it down, I’ll remember I had a dream I couldn’t forget, but can’t remember what it was.
Have a great Thursday!
