Dream Journal
B and I had been invited for dinner at my parents’ house. There was a lot of people there, and a lot of food as well. We stayed for some time after the dinner, but left as soon as we were able without being rude. Being still light, we decided to go for a nice drive through the hills. We came upon an old barn that housed many old, vintage vehicles in spectacular condition. We wandered around for some time, when B called to me from a few stalls down. I went to see, and he had found a small airplane. There was a thin white paper covering its frame, and it looked like it would never run again.
I ran my hand over its tail, and the plane turned into a large brown horse. B said that the last people to find it only washed half of the horse then asked if I would like to help him finish. I said sure, it sounded like fun. There was a bucket and brushes nearby; we each grabbed a brush and a lady appeared. She was there to instruct us in how to properly wash a horse. One thing she instructed me to do was to grab the horse’s lips and hold them. I didn’t really want to do this, but I turned to the horse anyway. The horse had its lips puckered out and its tongue sticking out - seemingly to be difficult with the whole washing process. It was a lot of fun, but the lady kept smirking to another person who appeared shortly after she did. I couldn’t figure out why they were smirking like that, but it didn’t bother me much because I was having fun.
There was a clearing in the woods from where we were standing… like a large path. B kept looking towards it, almost like he recognized it but he wasn’t sure where from. One time he got all excited and asked me if I recognized it. I didn’t. He told me that at the very far end there was a little white building. That building was on my parents’ property behind their shop. I then recognized it. The two individuals teaching us how to wash the horse were gone, and we decided that we didn’t really need to finish the horse - it was pretty clean already. So we got back into the car and drove down the path towards my parents place.
The car is now in the middle of the woods and filled with a bunch of people including my sister, but not including B. And I can no longer see the end of the path at my parents’ house. In front of us is another vehicle of people. They stop abruptly and run from the car as fast as they can into the woods. We all get out and look down a small little path in the direction they went, but no one had taken the path. Melissa wondered why. But I knew that there was a white dinosaur on that path that would eat whomever walked on it - I could see it plain as day though no one else could. Without hurrying, Melissa and the others went into the woods to look for the others, leaving both vehicles parked.
There was a lot of commotion and screaming in the brush, but it alarmed no one in the search party even though I knew what it was - another dinosaur had eaten the passengers of the other vehicle. We all searched for some time and found no one, so we went back to our vehicle to try and drive around theirs. The path was too narrow, however, so we had to push it out of the way so ours could get by. This took a lot of work. While we were combining efforts to push the second vehicle, the white dinosaur came out of its path and started attacking something. This is when I understood that it only attacked things that were white, just as red dinosaurs only attacked red things. I looked down and realized that I was wearing a white tee shirt like I always do. I was then hanging upside down, bringing the dinosaurs attention to me. Where I was and how I got there I did not know.
Themes: Airplane/Airport, B