Happy Friday! It finally happened. Yep, you guessed it, my dream the other morning involved zombies. Finally! Oddly though, I didn’t wake up scared. It was more Shaun of the Dead instead of Zombieland, so I wasn’t being chased too quickly through my dreamscape.
But the weird thing, besides the walking dead, was that it seemed the city was in a dome, or beneath the sea like Atlantis and the main problem was the lack of oxygen. I guess the people in charge turned off the air to the zombified city to try to contain the problem. But zombies don’t need to breathe, only the living do. It wasn’t a well-thought out solution.
I somehow went down into the water, found an air bubble next to a building, and then walked to another underwater city. In my dream I was worried about being crushed by the water, but wasn’t. I found a little toddler girl who was alive and carrying her I walked slowly enough to avoid being noticed by the zombies, but quickly enough to stay out of reach. Finally I found live folks, which shocked me, cause I thought everyone was dead. They wouldn’t let me inside their safe building though. And once I was noticed they locked the doors so the other people who were supposed to be allowed in were locked out too. The awesome part of that was they were super mean to me when I tried to get in, and once they were locked out, they realized they were as screwed as I was. Ha! It’s the little vindictive things in dreams I guess.
Does your reading material intrude on your dream life?