At a school, I guess.

Date: 2/2/2019

This one’s a two-parter. In the first half of the dream, I was searching for a specific theatrical performance that was happening on a certain stage in this huge building (a school, I think) full of different stages that was at the end of a strip mall. All of the theaters (as well as all of the buildings on the mall) were occupied, so I had to go through each individual one to be sure it wasn’t the one for which I was looking. The last little theater I encountered had a group of people trying to train their dog to be tough or scary, so it started to attack me. It was biting my arm so I forced my arm deeper into its mouth, which caused its mouth to open wider; then I slipped my hand out and grabbed the dog by the chest and threw it to the ground, making direct eye contact, and growled at it, showing my teeth. And I said in a very serious low voice, “No, these teeth are not as sharp as yours. But they will tear you to shreds if need be, so do not tempt me.” Then I woke up because saying things in dreams always wakes me up. After I fell back asleep, I was still in the school but now I was going to be in a show. Or I could use theater props as their real counterparts and I was going to actually kick someone’s ass. I don’t remember which it was because this dream also just consisted of me running around and climbing lots of stairs up and down. And I had a purple lightsaber (the plastic collapsible kind) that I kept tucked up my sleeve. When I got to the theater on the very top floor, I was supposed to go inside, but a man was standing on the staircase (which went up another half floor in a spiral but just ended on a platform) smoking and talking on the phone. I told him he couldn’t smoke indoors and he ignored me. I then yelled “Sir! It’s a federal law!” and he looked directly at me and threw the cigarette on the floor. I maintained eye contact as I walked over and ground it out with my foot, and he snarkily asked me where he could smoke then. There was a handy grounds map just around the corner, so I told him to go to the Walmart down the road a bit. He rolled his eyes and walked away, and I sarcastically yelled “You’re welcome!” before I woke up again.