Dream of a huge explosion
I just woke up from a massive explosion in a dream, and was very glad to find my left arm still attached to my body, because in the dream I'm not sure it was still there.
The whole morning was filled with various dreams of seeming crime and mischief. In this last dream, I was sitting in a courtyard area in a public place, and the chair I was sitting in had it's back to a short wrought-iron fence, just tall enough to be as high as the backs of the chairs. I set something down in the chair to the right of me, and as I was relaxing, a pretty woman (Kim Basinger) placed her coat on my chair from over the fence, and then continued walking (from right to left behind me).
Knowing from previous dreams that something was up, I picked up her coat and my item which was now hidden under her coat. I then turned around and saw the pretty woman, and a man who was with her (he looked like David Anders, from Heroes) who was planning to pick up her coat -- along with my item. Just as this man was saying something like "Don't mess with me" and motioning for the coat back, there was this enormous explosion behind me and to the left. With the explosion, I thought at the least my left arm was damaged, and was possibly ripped off or blown to pieces. With this concern, I woke up, and was glad to find there was no explosion in the apartment. Thirty minutes later now, and my left arm still feels weird as I type this.
Other dreams as I can remember them:
- I was looking for a bathroom in the back of a restaurant, and a man back there was rifling through a collection of wallets.
- Playing basketball with some other people, it seems like we were warned about something, and this one guy intentionally did what he wasn't supposed to.
- In a much more mild and recurring dream, I'm talking to an older man about a job as a writer, I think. Unable to make up my mind, the man asks how long we've been at this, then starts working his way backwards, and says it's been over a year. As I think along with him, I realize yes, we have been having these talks on and off for many months. (As we were talking, I found myself picking up small pieces of something from the floor and putting them in my hand, like the floor is dirty and I'm cleaning it for some reason.)
- The same old man appeared to do something "dirty" to two different women, making him look like an old lecher, but I was able to replay his events in my mind, and saw that he actually saved both women from harm that would have happened if he didn't do what he did. For instance, in the second event, he is on a moving vehicle, something like a train or a tram, and he seems to stumble and fall into a woman. When he does this, either her shirt goes up slightly or her skirt comes down slightly, I don't remember. In her embarrassment, the woman moves to cover up her exposed midsection. As she does this, she leans forward, and thus avoids hitting her head, which should we have done if the old man didn't do what he did. The implication is that the man can see the future, and chose this as his approach to save these women from harm.