I dreamt that I and a few others were on the second floor of a semi-bombed out building looking down on a war zone with soldiers firing guns and civilians wandering about dazed or wounded.
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I dreamt that lots of animals – dogs, cats, squirrels, skunks, rabbits, etc. – including my own dog, were entering my house through our dog door. A friend of mine also entered on all fours through the dog door in the midst the stream of animals. He and I then joined others in my kitchen and he started delivering a political campaign speech to everyone.
I dreamt that the wall in my living room started melting down from the top, like marshmallow topping oozing slowly to the floor. The very top edge of the flow was pixelated white squares until it blended into the smooth, thick topping.
I dreamt that all of the pots and pans I own were out in my kitchen and their tops were attached to the bases and open like a clam shell. As I went to close each top, it turned to water and splashed all over the floor.
I dreamt I was a wall and when I looked to my left I could see the edge of a picture hanging on me.
I dreamt I was a jelly donut in one of the racks at Dunkin’ Donuts and I was looking out at customers placing their orders and thinking, “Don’t pick jelly, don’t pick jelly.”
I dreamt that I was a trombone player, wearing my band uniform and holding my trombone, flying above a parade of only marching bands. I swooped down low at the brass section of each band to inspect the players.