Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 7/23/2018
By AJacobs
So, there are a few distinct parts here. Early on, I remember that we were trying to steal something. We were at the Almond campus of Warren Township High School. So, we had a big truck with an empty flatbed back but five foot high sides or so. I was just in one of those nine days ago for work at Italian Kitchen. We had two big blue rolling open top bins like those we use to take trash out at work (4'x3'x4' maybe?). Anyways, at least the first Bing was filled with stuff to help us break into places (explosives?). I don't remember much of the heist. I was in a group with my brother and a couple others. I recall being in the band room too, talking to old classmates. That band room was different and bigger than real life, I think I actually remember being in that dream location like over a year ago I think. (I actually have some really exciting dreams I recorded a long time ago that I should put on this app. Shootings/Stealing and then being on the run from the Russian like military, also supposing to be at the high school. Excitement, fearing for lives, and heartbreak.) Anyways, we had to rush back to the truck after doing something and then swap out the blue bins.We went back into the building to get something and get out. We were running out as buses were picking up kids and we booked it out of there. I vowed that next time it would be easier to take both blue bins with us next time because when we were scrambling to change them we lost so much time and were clumsy in the moment. Next we were in some suburban area with white houses and little to no room between them. I think we broke in somewhere, stole something, and then went to one of the house's backyards where we delivered the goods to a higher being. Somewhere here I switched out to being with The Incredibles in Supersuits. After we were released from talking with the celestial being(s) that we reported to, we run gaily to the front. Within the first couple seconds however, Mrs. Incredible kissed me on the cheek, I turned over, pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth. At first she was surprised and pulled away, but then returned to it soothingly. We go back to running goofily towards our truck. We get back to our couldesac where I live and park on Providence Road, I am back with friends and brother now instead of The Incredibles. I don't know if we actually stole something here or if we just came here. Eventually, it is pitch black out and over a hundred people around the couldesac area. I follow a companion to the East side of the road facing the intersection where cara come in. We sit there, and then I ask what we are doing. "Ghost in the Graveyard, stupid." He responds. Next there are like thirty people running up the street (it was bigger than it is in real life) with flashlights yelling ghoul shrieks and ghost sounds. The dream ended around here after getting up and maybe starting to chase some people.