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DREAM

Weird combination of watching David Lynch's "Mulholland Drive", a thunderstorm and drinking cappucino late at night produced weird dreams.

There was a part of this dream that preceded this, but I forgot it...something to do with travelling and having to get ready to leave for somewhere, but I forgot most of it. The part of it that was vivid was going into the chemistry building at CSU with my dad and Stan (My dad was the stockroom manager and I worked there myself while in college and a little afterward). It was late at night and I have no idea why we were there as my dad is several years retired. It was also the original building, not the new building they built after I moved to Madison that I'd never seen. I was bored so I started wandering around the basement. There was a chemistry professor there with some of his students. They all towered over me, it was as if I was a small child. The professor scowled and asked me what I was doing there. I told him I was just trying to find the bathroom and acted like I had every right to be there. I went up the stairs and found a large lobby that looked like a computer resource room or library. There were tables of computer monitors without the computers, so I assumed they were the original iMacs, but they were huge, like with 21" screens. I wandered around the room, which was very maze-like, and discovered I was quite lost. I kept trying to find my way back to the staircase that led down to the basement and found myself down a very darkened hallway. I was quite frightened, and was worried that Stan and my dad were worried about my whereabouts as well.

The next dream occurred in the early morning. I was in a garden, sitting down by a stone wall and discovered an old planter that had been long abandonned, but there were remnants of living hydrangeas inside of it. The leaves were dark brown, but I could tell it was still alive. Then there were these large caterpillars that started emerging from the planter. They were about 7 inches long, pearly white with very thick bodies and small heads. I said in my dream, "I've seen these caterpillars before." They had strange iridescent appendages coming out of their bodies that looked like parasitic flies.