Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 2/22/2018
By Tjika
I was at a train station with some friends and took a lot of trouble to look for the right train to go home. It was really difficult, because there were no trains directly going to the station I needed to go to, so I had to figure out which train to take. The problem was that all the trains left really quickly after arriving, so I had to do that very fast. I ended up in some really weird looking trains, the last one being a really old one, although it did look old in a good way. I was apparently only looking for trains for my friends to take, because when I was in this last train I was just leaving the station next to my house (which isn't there in real life nu the way). I jumped of the train after saying goodbye to my friend and went home. At home I met my boyfriend and my brothers. My cat and the neighbours cats were also there and I stopped to cuddle with them. My boyfriend and I ended up entering the house last. While I was in the living room I asked my boyfriend if he had locked the door, because this was very important. Je sort of innocently and told me he had forgotten to do that. I was kind of irritated by that, because (which I explained to him while locking the door) otherwise the zombies could come in (I mean, everyone knows that right?). While I was locking the door the zombies did indeed try to come in. The zomby in front actually talked like a normal person and said: 'well, it's too late to lock it now, isn't it?' I still locked the door though and we walked calmly into the living room. There I decided, since there was quite a big group of zombies, it might be wise to hide for a while, since they could probably get inside and stuff. I decided to use the door at the other side of the house, but not to go outside, but to enter a different, but similar, looking dimension. We just entered as we watched the zombies come into the house. We apparently did stuff like this more often though, cause none of this seemed weird to any of us. We decided to just lay low for a while until the zombies left. I flew around a little, at which point I vaguely realised this was a dream. We went to some kind of beach, while I tried to make the place look a bit less creepy and depressed. Apparently what this place looked like depended on your own thoughts. I got distracted though, because suddenly a woman appeared in the water. We pulled her out, comforting her by telling her she was fine now and explaining she had died. I told her this place was as good or bad as she made it. It was neither heaven nor hell. Whether or not it was a good place would depend entirely on the way she would see it. She smiled and said she was reliefed about this. Then I woke up.