Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/7/2018
By fluffytree
I found myself back in my childhood hometown in Maryland again riding with my mom and siblings along the 212 towards my old apartments. I've had this dream before and I know how it goes even though I'm not lucid in this particular one. We drive up a particularly steep hill that does not exist in the real world variant and it goes so steep that once we reach the top and look around we can see over so much of the town. We have to be at least 75-100ft above ground level at this point and to our left is a dinky guard rail protecting against the perilous drop below. Also there's a cliff chasm on the other side too and this is the 3rd or 4th time that mountainous structures have appeared in my dreams of Maryland when there are no mountains that I know of there at all. So anyway this is the part of the dream where something happens where our car just vanishes while our momentum doesn't and we're sent flying into the air. My mom gets sent over the rail falling to her death while me and my brother and sister land safely beside it. I run to the edge and focus my mind on saving my mom and I manage to stop her from hitting the ground thanks to the Force. Oh yeah, I guess I'm Force- sensitive in this dream now too, which is a recent development in my recurrences of this dream. When I first started having it my mom would always hit the ground and die but now I'm able to save her every time. We seem to be moving downhill and when I look down I find that we're on some sort of cart or wagon. I have to keep my concentration though so I don't accidentally drop my mom being that she's suspended maybe 30ft from the ground or so where she'd still get pretty hurt if she fell from that height. Finally we reach the bottom of the hill and I could safely let her down. No one seemed surprised at my powers and it all just seemed like an ability I always had. Everyone is naturally happy to have survived such an ordeal and my mom hugs me. I don't think I ever got this far in the dream before as it would usually end after my mom died. It started to fade though and I was whisked away to another dream world. In my next one I might have still been in Maryland but it was many years later. Even further in the future than my present time which is unusual as I usually either dream about the past or the present and various alternate versions of them. Well in this dream I'm about 55 years old, 20 years from now, and I'm a metro bus driver. I have on the uniform and everything. And my poor hair is balding terribly. I look in the driver's side mirror and can't stand it. I already have lots of gray hair in the present so the most I can be thankful of is that I'm not bald but looks like that finally happened for me. And I wear glasses now too. Anyway, me and my passengers are all standing outside the vehicle because there is this apparently crazed man with a rifle making demands and holding not just me and my bus hostage but a school bus in front of me that was full of kids including their teacher. All I can think of is that I hope no one gets shot trying to do anything stupid although I do feel like I can take this guy since he seems not so stable or focused. He's clearly angry about something and sometimes has bouts of crying, but I can't make sense of what he's saying. I think his girlfriend broke up with him and now he's lost it. I know that kind of pain all too well so I can sympathize, but he's got to know this isn't the way to deal with his issues. I recall trying to talk to him a little bit so he can stop this cos he doesn't seem like a bad guy, just a man pushed to his breaking point in life, a point that everyone has. Sometimes he'll listen to me and then go back to his angry madman tirades while brandishing his gun. The teacher is near me and I talk to her for a bit about all this to see if she knows something I don't but she doesn't know the man or where he came from either. She's really cute too. Has to be around her late 20s or so and maybe a little young for me now that I'm suddenly middle age. The dream starts to fade at this point so I just remember bits and pieces but I recall the police showing up and unfortunately a shootout happened between both sides. The man was shot in the shoulder and ran off but I don't think he was killed. They pursued him while we stayed and I remember having to get on the schoolbus because my bus was perhaps disabled or maybe I wasn't allowed to move it until the police got back. It was weird riding with these kids but nostalgic too cos it reminded me of my childhood. I started playing a game with a couple of the kids but can't remember what it was. Just remember the dream sort of ending at that point and I woke up.