Oh ya I also had this bizarre sequence of falling dreams that all happened within a week.
1. There is this giant concrete slide starting at the top of Griffith Observatory, and there are tons of people from all walks of life sliding on it. Girl scouts, nuns, you name it. It was probably about 30 feet wide. On my way down, there is a random guy who is stopped and is reading from a Reader's Digest. I swerve to avoid him, and sail over the edge, just barely missing some flagpoles I tried to grab on the way down.
2. I'm supposed to kill Lara Croft for some reason. We both start whacking each other with funnoodles in this small pond, but hers is more whip-like than mine. She stops and asks me to follow her up this long trail. At the top is a cabin overlooking a cliff with some ocean at the bottom, and there are a couple of mean-looking guys inside. I end up being pushed out of the cabin to my doom.
3. I'm riding my bike, and there's this guy chasing me in his car. I turn my head to see how close he is, and end up hitting this very specific RV that always parks on my street. I fly high into the air, and hit the ground. I remember thinking to myself while in mid-air "This is
not a dream. This is real." Spooky.
4. I'm standing in the back of this very long line on a carpeted hallway floating in the middle of space, but there's still gravity. All of a sudden, people put their arms on the shoulders of the person in front of them, and start running like hell. I barely catch the waist of the person in front of me, and I hang on for dear life as I'm dragged on the red carpet. I eventually lose my grip and fall into nothingness after bouncing on the hallway a few times.
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