
A Dream Coma
October 30, 2009Dave’s Dream:
The dream began innocently enough, riding in a truck in the snow with two guys I didn’t know. Soon, the driver lost control, and we smashed into several vehicles, and into an actual apartment building I used to live in here in Olympia.
Then I was walking around, no sign of the truck but there was serious damage to the building. The dream was turning partially lucid at this point. I didn’t think any of this was real, so to prove it I took off my pants and got out my wallet full of cash (it had to be a dream then!). I tried to talk to people but it was very hard. Finally I was able to communicate with a woman, asking her if she could see me. I believe she said yes.
Next I returned to my pants and wallet where I left them, but the money was now missing, so I wondered who the hell steals money in a dream!
Next thing I knew I was waking up (still inside the dream) in a hospital of sorts. My boss was there, telling me I had been in a coma and that it had been three weeks. I was all battered and bruised, and had a tube in my throat helping me breathe, which I was having trouble with and it kept getting disconnected. At one point I re-attached the tube, wrongly, and got a blast of fresh cold air (very vivid in the dream).
I was trying to explain the crash and wandering around after it as the last things I knew…and then I awoke for real.
wow, this one is neat! I wonder if you hadactually stopped breathing in the real, and then suddenly gasped for air, which would be why you felt the cold air, because you really were sucking in air, hmmm…
And would it be wrong to steal money in a dream if you knew it was a dream?
kind of like the tree falling in the forest…