Lol, what 11.5 hour sleep can do for your dreamlife, that was a fun night! I flew, was at sea, saw a writer, and some pretty heavy explosions:D Guess the first dream was the one with the explosions, even though the second one was even more bizarre..

In the first dream, I found explosives in my house, and I just didn't want to go to sleep anymore, since they were pretty heavy explosives, and I was afraid theyd go off without a warning.. So me and a friend (some guy I'd never seen before) decided to get rid of them. I wanted to bury them somewhere safe, but he told me some people got blown up coz the bombs were so unstable.. So nice to know>< So I started digging, with the bombs right next to me, he told me I was doing great, until one of them started beeping and flashing a light....

He took it, and without hesitation threw it at a flat 0.o (few hundred metres away, I wonder where he got those throwingskills, lol) It was workspace or something, so it wouldn't be so bad if it blew up there.. (yes, very logical?) But when it got to the flat, it fell apart in hundreds of clusters, and they came at us! I remember him saying, oh god, they're heat sensitive! And we ran.. For some reason, he was running much faster than I was, I thought I'd never outrun the bomb, especially when the 2nd one (a blue one, I guess that had something to do with cold?) also went off, coz of the impact of the first, but in the end, I survived..

In the second dream I was at some festival at sea (with a huge festival park attached to it) with some friends, one of them seemed to be with me since we were sleeping in the same tent. I thought he had a girlfriend, but I guess not in that dream.. Until I saw them together and got really mad, he told me he always knew that at some point, he was going to get back with her, lol. I was so mad I ran off, and sat at the beach for a while. For some reason, nobody wanted to do that with me all festival, so I just sat there alone.

Then I flew up, for some reason, flying is very calming:) I was really high, took some steep dives, awesome! Then I realised I wasn't for sure where the festival place was anymore.. I aimed to land around the parking, for some reason I heard it was safe to land on a buslane, since there were hardly any busses. Somehow, I managed to land at a traintrack, there were several next to eachother. I guess I misunderstood, but there were trains coming! Oops>< So I jumped from track to track until I got off.

It turned out that I wasn't at the festival terrain at all, so I got on some bus, but had no idea where to get off.. We were driving through some big city, didn't even look like the festival place.. Figured the people in front of me would know, so I just followed them out. We ended up in some big mob of people, with a writer who started citing his work, and before I knew, everybody was singing along but I didnt know the lines and felt really stupid:S

Now what can we make of this? I'm feeling pretty much lost and out of control in both dreams. Only the flying part was great, but as soon as I got back to earth, trouble started again.. People are not who they seem to be, I get lost, am alone, dodge trains, and bombs come at me, ugh. I do survive it all though, so I guess that's a plus:P If only I felt less lost on the way? And then to think most of the time my dreams are a pretty good reflection of how my life is at the moment. I'm gonna have a better look at them later.. First, homework!