I was attacked by a raccoon

There I was minding my own business in the Tom Thumb side parking lot and a raccoon is poking its head out from under my car. I say, "Scoot!" so I won't back over it. But it doesn't scoot. Instead it charges at me and climb up my body in a spiral motion until it is scratching at my face. I throw it off and it takes my glasses with it.

I am looking around for my glasses, thinking the confrontation is over, and it jumps me again and bits my hand. I throw it and its teeth cut a long gash down my palm.

This time I keep my eye on it. It sizes me up too. Then charges me. When it goes for my legs I step down hard on its tail trapping it, sort of. It is trapped next to my leg which it begins to scratch and bit. I use my other leg to violently kick the beast.

It gets away and hides under my car. I run get inside and close the door. Now I don't care if I run it over. I turn on the engine and back up. I don't feel anything crunch nor do I it in the parking space so I figure its clinging to the bottom of my car.

I gun it to 40 miles an hour and hit a speed bump hard to rub it off. This time I see it bounce out from under my car and roll to a stop. I go back and pick up the remains so it can be tested for diseases. Meanwhile, two kids have been watching the show. One of them is crying at the slaughter, the other is laughing.

Nightmare

I had the standard Final Exam Nightmare last night. It was a calculus exam that I didn't know I had signed up for. I arrived late and hadn't read the book. But I figured... I can do this, I know math. So I sit down to take the exam. But the questions are stuff like.

1) (Picture of a mouth) - 2q = X hello!
2) (Upside down umbrella) = 3$
3) Five + 2 = L

So now I'm panicking again and begin to bubble in things at random. Then my cell phone keeps ringing over and over. It is people who want me to share my happiness with them. And I keep telling them I'm taking a test and can't talk right now.

The proctor gets really annoyed because he thinks I'm cheating. But I can't turn my phone on silent and people keep texting me pictures or odd things.

Then I turn in the exam and wake up.

A Dream I Had Last Night

I'm a grown man but for some reason I'm also a baby. I've forgotten much of my past and am relearning things like how to talk coherently and many fine motor tasks.

Me and the other adult-toddlers have made macaroni art because our parents are coming to visit the government facility we're being held in. They demonstrate what we've learned and it ain't much. Are parent's are hopeful, my mother cries when "the boss" (who I can't see the face of) says "They may never get back who they used to be."

The other toddlers are dumber than me. Only I can understand parts of what the grown-ups are saying. Things about a virus and terrorists. About us having used to be able to talk and run and dance and things.

I become angry because I realize what I've lost. A woman named Correy rings a bell at me and I get disoriented. When I wake I have regressed. I can't walk as well or talk as well. But I put it together that the people here are purposefully keeping me stupid.

I make attempts to blend in with the other infants. I notice that if any begin to flourish and regain intelligence they have that bell rang at them and become droolers again.

I drool but I think and think of a way out. Then salvation appears, "the boss" is coming in for a visit. And it turns out to be my brother-in-law Fred. He'll help me!

Only he looks me in the eye and says, "You're not telling anybody now, are you?" Dominoes in my brain fall into place. I learned a secret about Fred and he's desperate to keep me from spreading it.

Fred makes sure none of us are wising up then tells Corry that before the next parent evaluation there will be a sad regression. We'll all get dumber still and they'll have to try "a different theory." And then they can start letting some of us pass away, starting with me.

I only have until the weekend when my parents show up to do something or they'll hit me again with the bell and disguise my death as a result of this virus.

My only advantage is being able to learn faster than the other adult-toddlers.

Step one plug my ears and get into the kitchen which is guarded by bell machines, security is pretty lax because we are all idiots. Step two get some kind of proof. Then I find something better. The virus... Fred exposed me too it. Maybe I can return the favor... but then I'd never know what happened... I have to get out...

Correy enters the kitchen to find a grown-toddler holding a hypodermic needle. I begin to fiddle with it like its a toy and then hide it behind my back in a obvious fashion.

"Give me that... you'll hurt yourself."

"No! It's mine!" I clutch it to my chest.

"Trey, I'll trade you for a cookie." Apparently Toddler Trey is easily tempted with food.

I hold it out and look excited. She approaches trying to mask her anger at me. When she gets close I jab her in the arm with it and push down the plunger.

She falls unconscious. When she wakes she'll be one of us. One of the toddlers she abused.

I have to get out of here. But everything is locked. I open the fridge and the phone rings....

I wake up... because the phone is my alarm clock.



There are a lot of unanswered questions:
* What did I learn about Fred?
* What there really a Virus attack?
* Where there even really terrorists?
* Can I get out of the hospital?
* Can I extract revenge?
* What about the other patients? They'll die soon... and what did they know that was too dangerous?
* Can I fully recover?
* Will I dream part 2 or be foreced to come up with my own ending?

Dreams

For the last week I've kept a pad and pen by the bed and wrote down my dreams. Here are a sample:

I dreamt of being at ACU, only I was pre-med. I couldn't make it to class on time. And when I go there the class had moved to a new room. Annoying.

After church Wednesday I dreamt that I was the Line Rider from that Internet came. I was moving really fast but I had to keep drawing line in front of myself faster and faster or I'd fall.

I dreamt Katherine Heigl from Grey's Anatomy and I fell in love after we competed in a mixed doubles obstacle course. She kissed me right on the lips when we won.

I dreamt I won some kind of major award and had to fly to South America. This dream became lucid and I walked to the front and took over the plane and started doing loops then landed in Paris and jumped to the top of the Eiffel tower.

I had a dream last night that a great bird perched at the end of my bed. It was like a 3 foot tall raven but in the dream I wasn't afraid of it. It stretched out its wings to me, welcomeingly. I woke up smiling. I went back to sleep and it became lucid. I as in control. I took off and followed the bird.

I've been experimenting with taking more control of my dreamscape. I set my alarm one hour before I need to get up. Then set it back and hour and go to sleep with the intent of hit REM and taking control. Try it with a pen by the bed.

I didn't know that most people didn't know they were dreaming when they were dreaming until I went to college. I assumed lots of people did this.

I'm not one for much intense or specific dream interpretation but I'll let you armchair psychologists tell me what they mean, and I want something besides flying signifies freedom, I already know I'm free as a bird.

Or you could post one of your recent dreams.