Oct 9
So, I was living in an apartment complex located just off the interstate on a bluff overlooking a valley. Nestled beside the valley to the northwest of the complex was an active volcano that had recently started erupting, spewing ash and rock into the air dreadfully close to my apartment. I was concerned for my fellow tenants, so I went door to door alerting them of the volcano. To the east on an even higher ledge was another apartment complex which I apparently owned. I offered rooms to my neighbors until after the eruption. After packing my car full of my most important belongings, I noticed that the valley below was rapidly filling with lava, but it was a beautiful sight! My blog readers would be proud because I remember thinking to myself, ‘I need to take a picture of this to post on my website!’ On one trip to my car, I spotted my friend, Aaron, who was too busy packing his car to say hello
For some reason that I cannot recall, I had to drive down the interstate, but I forgot to bring Pixie and my parakeets! In my haste to retrieve my beloved animals, I rear-ended the car in front of me. The driver turned out to be a boy from my junior high that I haven’t seen in ages… I have no clue how he ended up in my dream! Anyways, once I got back to my apartment, I was horrified to find the lava had overflowed the valley and inched up to the door of my apartment, blocking my entrance. I woke up before finding out if I saved my animals or not 
Corinne
I must admit that I’m not sure I would have gone back to save my dog lol. I think I would have been waaaay to scared to.
I would have been out of there soo fast. I’m not good in those kinds of situations. That sounds like some dream!
Thu Oct 12th, 2006 6:01 pm
Notreally
Here is the interpretation of the dream:
You will be rich one day, but destruction will come to wipe it away.
You have a fascination with deadly things.
You try to do too many things and misprioritize them because of it.
You hurt the poor junior high boy somehow (maybe unintentionally).
Finally, you wish Aaron would stop doing his stuff and pay attention more to you because you love him and want to have like a thousand of his babies:)
“Insert Freudian rhetoric about genital-oriented existance here”
Tue Oct 17th, 2006 11:37 pm