Last night’s dream, as all of my dreams are, was strangely interesting. I dreamt I was back in Mississippi at a reception after a funeral. During the reception, there was this one person whose eye I kept catching. At the end, when everyone was starting to leave, everyone left in one of two vessels: a wodden sailboat (minus the sails), and this big Hindenburg-like blimp. Those on the sailboat, including myself, were just standing, and holding onto to the center pieces of the boat, whereas those on the blimp were put into these individual containers standing straight up, each with a number on it. As both were sailing along, I looked out into the ocean and saw this huge tsunami wave coming. After it hit, only the sailboat was remaining – I knew that everyone on the blimp did not make it.
Then, the time changed, and we were just boarding the vessels again after the reception. This time, I knew what was going to happen, and knew that I wanted to get this one person off the blimp. So I called over to them, and finally figured out what number his container was. I opened it up, and at this point, the container and he were very tiny, so I put him into an Advil bottle in my pocket. And of course, as last time, the waves crashed over the sailboat and the blimp again was gone. I looked into my Advil bottle, and it was empty as well.
I am not even sure where to start in looking this one up for interpretations.
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