This morning I had a zombie dream, it was like watching walking dead, in one part Daryl was making weapons with sharpened license plates drilled to really thick paint stir sticks. We were hiding in a housing development that had walls but wasn’t gated, it started raining and we locked the doors when two cats came in through the cat door in the kitchen and was all !@$%^ and one of them was infected so I grabbed a butcher knife and when it came at me I had to hold my hand out and push it against a wall while chopping it’s head off. It took a few chops, it was nasty.
There was another part in the dream where we were on this back road and a zombie herd was behind us, and some stragglers were in front, some still in cars or just wandering where they’d turn, one was flipping out “driving” heavy machinery. A little boy freaked out and got out of the car trying to run a path through the chaos but was stopped and surrounded. The weird creepy thing was they got closer and put their hands on his shoulder and one licked the back of his head And looked up at us like they won, like they were aware, it was more of an I Am Legend vibe than anything. And she looked like an alt zombie stripper.
The dream changed and I was in this huge house wandering downstairs and sat down on a bar stool in the kitchen. This couple was there in gear suitable for a fetish ball, and they had sex right there on the tile. Weirdest thing is my mom and I saying nothing trying to be polite but it’s so awkward so I say yeah I’m gonna take off and she’s all yeah so we end up hanging out in another part of the house and its uber modern contemporary. Then I went downstairs to the gallery and ended up flippin through channels watching tv on the couch with someone my brain assigned as an SO and was panicked I should have told him something important before getting involved but hadn’t like I’d forgotten.
Then I remembered I forgot to disclose something bad happened when I was 17 cause my brain thought his mom and the other guys mom was the same lady, they aren’t irl, but yeah it was weird. I got up and went outside, it was dark and raining, saw an old roommate doing laundry, taking up all the washers and dryers, was taking off and heard a voice, turned back and saw Marisa upstairs, said hi, decided to walk back and was trying to decide if the house I grew up in was closer cause I left my phone there, and the sun was out and the rain stopped and it was closer down the sidewalk so I decided to go get my phone. I hadn’t used the front door in years so the lock looked foreign and required my key and some combination, went inside and was glad the door opened cause I wasn’t sure if a recliner or something was blocking it on the other side. Some group of friends were in the living room hanging out and watching tv, I asked when my SO was and where someone else was, they weren’t sure. I ended up walking to the kitchen and woke up… aaaand that’s my dream rant.