Sunday, May 15, 2011

Naptime Dreams

So, while I was taking a nap I had a really short dream which was kind of interesting...

I was walking down a street in a part of town which reminded me of downtown Crawfordsville. Older buildings with storefronts, restaurants, cafes, that sort of thing, but it was slightly run-down. I'm walking past this parking lot, and I suddenly hear a rather violent argument going on. I look around to try to find the source of the shouting, but the few people on the street aren't fighting with each other. Then I look up and see a very large window pane which was kind of smoky so I couldn't see clearly who was in there, but I could see three guys in a room, and two of them were having a knock-down drag-out fight with each other, and I could clearly hear all the things they were shouting at each other. When I took a few steps to the left, though, I could clearly see inside the window. Two men were at each other's throats while the third was sitting in an office chair. Behind him was a table with a row of desktop computers.

Of course, I immediately start to call the police because I'm worried that someone's going to get hurt, but it takes me a while to figure out the numbers on my phone, like I couldn't recognize them. Then I get on the line with the dispatcher and I tell them what's going on. Then, I try to tell them where I am. Now, for some reason, I couldn't read any of the signs around me. I couldn't read the street sign, the shop signs, the sign for the cafe next door, nothing. It was really odd, because I could recognize the letters, but not the words those letters were forming.

Finally I could recognize the run-down sign in the building the fighting men were in, a Harkins movie theater. (who'd have thunk it?)

Right as a police car was pulling up the three men exited the building, one of them carrying a large briefcase. I pointed out the two men who were fighting to the policeman and he started talking to them. However the third man picked up the briefcase and started walking off down the street with it. I didn't want him to just walk off because he was part of this whole thing, so I just tackled him to get him to stop walking off, but he just kept walking with me clinging to his back.

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