At 10PM I had a glass of milk and went to bed, setting my alarm for 5AM. I have nature noises (river water + crickets) playing through my pillow speakers. Noises wake me at 11:15PM, but I promptly fall back asleep. A bad dream wakes me at 1AM. Snakes in the leaves I am writing a fiery letter regarding a pastor and church building. In it, I say that I would love to welcome him back as a friend, but that I will fight him tooth and nail if I have to. I am embarrassed about using such strong language, but I feel it is what I need to do. I will be sending the letter off to <PERSON> to get his opinion. Now I am on some church property trying to clean up a huge accumulation of leaves. I am by myself, and I take a moment to savor my picturesque surroundings, with woods all around me and the old building off in the distance. Now the thick carpet of leaves has been turned into a bunch of big piles, some of which are now in bags. As I am working, I consider myself fortunate that I have not seen any snakes in this mess. Immediately after thinking about it, I see a brownish snake in the bag I just stepped over. It does not strike, but it does seem to be waking up and shaking off a stupor. It really blends in with all the dead leaves, and I thank God that I did not step on it. As I back away from the bag, I become aware that there are a lot of these snakes around, all waking up, all starting to head towards me. I turn and run, then trip and fall. As I am picking myself up, I see that one is coming straight at me. I manage to grab a bag and swing and throw it as hard as I can at the snake. It does not impede the snake at all, and I feel panic rising in me. I wake up, heart pounding. I jump at every little noise I hear, and it takes about an hour to fall back asleep. My alarm wakes me up at 5. Swim goggles I am standing on a platform in the middle of a pool getting ready to jump in. I have got my swim goggles on, but they do not feel right. I press them to my eyes and find that they do not suck on. I wonder if they are broken, but then I realize they probably just got dried out. I take them off and dunk them in the water, then put them back on, and they stick properly. Problems at church I am at <PERSON>'s church before the service starts, waiting in the bathroom for the computer to become available. A well-dressed man (black, but with relatively light skin) is using it, and the longer I wait the more I suspect he is not going to give it up any time soon. Now I am in the service, in the middle of singing a hymn. Mom is to my right, and my son is to her right. When the hymn is done, we all sit back down. My son is talking to a girl his age sitting to his right, so Mom shushes them. He tells Mom to be quiet, then turns back to his friend and keeps talking. I get back up, tell him to follow me, and leave the service with him. Fragment: I am walking around outside a building under a covered walkway preparing for some kind of party.
Place withheld · 2014-10-15 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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