7/2/11
I had two dreams last night, the first was very Jurassic Park in flavour, the second, very…ordinary life in a past setting.
So, the first dream.
In this I am the girl who went to the park – Hammond’s granddaughter. I have my little brother around somewhere too, but I don’t actually ‘see’ him in the dream, though I do know he’s around, and I worry about him when the raptors are loose. So we get to the park, and go on a tour. We see a sick stegosaurus that is quickly healed by the vet, who then dives us back to the lodge. Whatever happens to cause the power to go, we are in the computer room when it does, so that we can get the stuff up and started, except that we don’t flip from the auxiliary power so that at some point the power goes completely, so our escape attempt fails. We are trapped in the lodge because the shutters to get out are closed, and only main power can get them up. We try to find another way out but keep getting picked off by the raptors. Then time shifts backwards to a point where we are eating in the cafeteria, which is a separate building to the lodge/control room. I remember all of us around a table eating a meal, the scientists and Hammond discussing stuff I am not interested in. I am also certain that at some point later on I want to go back there to get a strawberry before some of the other guests, who have only recently arrived, get them first. Then it shifts again, and the power has gone again. This time we switch the auxiliary to the main power grid so wherever the animals escaped to, they are trapped there. There are still raptors about, and they are still dangerous, but can’t barge in on us and slice us down where we stand. The lodge is a maze of corridors (not unlike hotel corridors), but we manage to make it outside and start trying to make out way to the kitchen/restaurant building. It’s at the bottom of a very steep hill with a very slippery section, and I seem to be at the front as I can find the least slippery bits. One of the group has a broken leg – it’s all bandaged and splinted anyway, so we make it to the restaurant, and gather food together so that we can make the hike to the safe area where we can get off the park/island. We are split into groups and the youngsters – there are three of us are also split up between the groups. I end up in a group with David Fiddaman (a guy I know from work) in a big orange waterproof jacket, another woman and a couple of others. I woke up form this dream to find it was only 2am. I was most disappointed. I’ve not been sleeping well recently – waking up a lot in the night, or sleeping the whole night, but not deeply. I suspect it’s the central heating thing.
In the second dream I had, there are two guys competing to make a cake for their boss. One cake is all Lambington like – with the coconut sprinkles all over the exterior but this cake fails miserably in the oven as it expands and gets pushed backwards off the back of the wire rack. It ends up spread across the back of the oven. The other cake comes out perfectly as it doesn’t expands too much. The dream shifts a bit and the failed cake is pulled from the back of the oven relatively intact….and for some reason already iced and covered in thick whipped cream, which has smeared all over a cardboard round. So I pull it out, and suddenly we are in my kitchen – when I lived in St Davids Rd in Wales, and Gareth, Biff and Pat from work are there. They try the cake which is suddenly a pineapple upside down one or another one (I distinctly remember Pat saying he didn’t want the upside down pineapple one I pulled from the oven) and then I woke up.
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