Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/21/2021
By Machman
I am walking what appears to be a train carriage with my partner Anne, I think. It might have been my sister Elaine, I can't say for certain. We are looking for a seat and there are plenty available but we press on for some reason I am unsure of. There is a young girl in front of me and I ask her to help us find a seat. We move on and on passing lots of empty seats but I don't sit down, instead I follow the young girl. We eventually get to the end of what I thought was a train. The seats at the front run vertically in the carriage, not horizontally. The girl sits down near the front and I sit next to her. I assume Anne sat next to me but I don't remember that happening. In fact, Anne doesn't feature in the remaimder of the dream. At the front of the "train" is a large glass window that shows a cockpit. As it turns out, it is an aeroplane I am on. The plane suddenly starts to move and I haven't had a chance to put on my seat belt. The reason I say this is because the plane does not taxi at all, it just suddenly takes off. I make a comment about not having a safety run through by cabin crew and not having enough time to put on a seat belt. A voice from nowhere then responds by telling me that this is a redeye flight and such procedures are not required. I then become aware, as we fly through the low clouds which are grey and heavy, that I am on a flight to London and going to visit someone but I don't know who. I then become anxious that I don't have my passport with me. I then realise that I don't need a passport as it is a domestic flight and my driving licence will do. The next thing I remember is that the dream becomes a bit sketchy. I am outside in Glasgow. Some of it resembles the area I live in. Some of it resembles the city centre. I then find myself in a big warehouse with loads of people bedding down for the night. I am not sure why this is happening but everyone is organised into rows and have their own space. I am on the floor lying on a sleeping bag. I watch people pass me as they look for their own spot. Next thing I know I am outside with 3 or 4 people. They are all taking oddly as if narrating a TV show. They are talking about Glasgow Central train station. Someone comments on it being ugly and I immediately take umbrage at this comment and start to respond by giving a history lesson on the train station. It seems we are not. In the station itself but a building that used to be part of Glasgow Central. Everyone starts running towards where the station "now is" (and always has been in real life ☺). The TV presenter Sian Williams is still talking about Glasgow Central as the group run towards the entrance (the side entrance at Hope Street, not the main entrance on Gordon Street). I think to myself that rest of the group were all being utterly pretentious talking this way as we were not being filmed.