Stan and I were driving on the CSU campus west on Pitkin Street. We pull off to park at the Clark Building. As we're pulling into the parking lot, I see a strange thing in the sky. At first it looks like a weird helicopter, but on closer inspection it looks like two cars mating in the sky, or maybe a car and a boat. It is slowly drifting towards land, and as it is coming closer, I see that it is a weird ship-like vessel that has tall masts with cables hanging from them but no sails. It is carrying a car, evidently a car that it had rescued in the sky. As it getting closer and closer to land, it starts to tip, and I'm afraid it will crash, all the time I'm thinking, "this is like something weird I'd have in a dream". That is not, however recognizing this is a dream, on the contrary, it felt more like "I can't believe this is actually happening because it is like I'd only dream that happens." It finally lands, not crashes, in another part of the parking lot that we are in. The lot is strangely roomy (not at all like the Clark parking lot). It starts moving towards us as we're getting out of our car, and I'm afraid it will run over us, but the "captain" sees us and lets us pass by.

Later, I'm dreaming that we're traveling to Colorado and I'm constantly packing and unpacking. I'm boarding a bus/streetcar, and everyone is dressed from the 19th century. There is a black soldier from the Union Army from the Civil War that is in line ahead of me, and I wanted to tell him "thank you". Then I start to come to IRL and the radio is on and they're talking about horses on the show "Calling all Pets". Then I realize in the discussion of horses, they were talking about how horses were used in the Civil War, and I realize that somehow shaped my dream.

Labels: Dreams