posted on Jul, 19 2016 @ 08:42 AM
It's hard to remember them now, but I'm starting to miss my old dreams.
I used to always dream about me in an aircraft. I've had one about me ejecting out of an A-12 Oxcart, because there was an SA-7 about to hit my jet.
Another one was of me flying an F-4 Phantom in Vietnam. I was being shot at by anti-aircraft, and I could see smoke pouring into the cockpit. So I
had to eject. I could actually feel the g-force in that dream. I could feel the heat, and the metal. I could see the rounds impacting.
But now, they've gotten weird lately. Me at school again. One dream was about a Golden Retriever holding a 9mm handgun in its mouth and firing at
the people beside me. I didn't get shot in that dream for some reason.
The dream last night was very weird. In real life, I hate my neighbors, as they're ignorant. In my dream, I flipped them off, and they flipped me
off back. It was so odd. I'd never do that in real life. Then, I went to school. I found out that my best friend in real life, along with another
close friend of mine, went to a different school. When I came home, I fell out of my mom's van. I was unconscious. I then woke up, and I tried to
call for help. Then I woke up for real.
I've been so focused on aircraft lately, but how come my dreams aren't about aircraft? These dreams have gotten weirder and weirder.