August 06, 2004
Only one part I can remember from August 6, 2004
Last night, my dream had three separate parts.
There was only one that I can remember.
The one before was a mixture of images of me being on the computer.
They were more random and unimportant.
The third part happened after I woke up to snap a photo of the bloom on my cactus.
That was also unimportant.
So this is about the second part.
I was in some sort of theme park.
Apparently, this was Disneyland.
As we entered the dream, I was in a roller coaster ride.
We weren't allowed to have hands outside of the cart.
We weren't allowed to have feet outside of the cart (strange rule).
We were supposed to keep a low profile (IE: duck)
The roller coaster cars could hold two people.
They were on an overhead cable, and not on a track.
I witnessed two girls who did not follow the rule of keeping a low profile.
They were subsequently beamed on the head by a construction beam as they passed under it.
They appeared okay, though.
I continued overhead, making quick descents and ascents.
It went from just being a ride to a tour of Disneyland.
The cable cars were more spaced out, now. I was the only one (didn't have a car partner) within 500 meters.
The car slowed down what felt like five or seven kilometers overhead of what apparently was the entrance into the theme park.
The car then moved into an opening into the trees.
It was some sort of studio tour, now.
I entered into a building where animators were doing some work.
From there, I somehow entered a college dormitory.
I exited the car. I was with two girls.
One girl wanted to check something out in her room.
She pulled out what she called a key.
It was a semi-globular key with an upside down "T" at the end of it.
They fit inside these hollow golden semi-globular "key holes" with a triangle.
That is, the "T" would slide in the large end of the triangle then it would slide down to the tip of the triangle, then you could turn the semi-globular keyhole.
It felt really clumsy. I felt I could have come up with a better key.
She entered her dorm room, turned the "keyhole" that was on her wall.
We left her room (I assumed she got what she needed).
We went to a window where we could resume the cable car ride.
Beside the window was the keyhole.
The keyhole was turned, the window opened and we waited.
There was only one that I can remember.
The one before was a mixture of images of me being on the computer.
They were more random and unimportant.
The third part happened after I woke up to snap a photo of the bloom on my cactus.
That was also unimportant.
So this is about the second part.
I was in some sort of theme park.
Apparently, this was Disneyland.
As we entered the dream, I was in a roller coaster ride.
We weren't allowed to have hands outside of the cart.
We weren't allowed to have feet outside of the cart (strange rule).
We were supposed to keep a low profile (IE: duck)
The roller coaster cars could hold two people.
They were on an overhead cable, and not on a track.
I witnessed two girls who did not follow the rule of keeping a low profile.
They were subsequently beamed on the head by a construction beam as they passed under it.
They appeared okay, though.
I continued overhead, making quick descents and ascents.
It went from just being a ride to a tour of Disneyland.
The cable cars were more spaced out, now. I was the only one (didn't have a car partner) within 500 meters.
The car slowed down what felt like five or seven kilometers overhead of what apparently was the entrance into the theme park.
The car then moved into an opening into the trees.
It was some sort of studio tour, now.
I entered into a building where animators were doing some work.
From there, I somehow entered a college dormitory.
I exited the car. I was with two girls.
One girl wanted to check something out in her room.
She pulled out what she called a key.
It was a semi-globular key with an upside down "T" at the end of it.
They fit inside these hollow golden semi-globular "key holes" with a triangle.
That is, the "T" would slide in the large end of the triangle then it would slide down to the tip of the triangle, then you could turn the semi-globular keyhole.
It felt really clumsy. I felt I could have come up with a better key.
She entered her dorm room, turned the "keyhole" that was on her wall.
We left her room (I assumed she got what she needed).
We went to a window where we could resume the cable car ride.
Beside the window was the keyhole.
The keyhole was turned, the window opened and we waited.
