Posted by In this dream, my old friend from elementary school became a reality TV star.
Everybody rushed to get into the picture with him. They filled the entire balcony, all jockeying for his attention. Then something changed, and they suddenly pushed outward. The subsequent crush of people pushed a young man off the railing. He fell several floors.
I called 911 as all the people scattered. Not wanting to see a dead body, I didn’t look behind me when I arrived on the ground floor.
Later, at the church we all worked at, the resident ufo specialist proposed to me by handing me a custom made comic book, which I assumed she wrote, herself. She even wrapped it in mylar. I needed privacy to read it, but couldn’t find any. To make things even weirder, people kept passing me secret notes as I walked by them, probably all related to the proposal. At one point Captain Holt from Brooklyn 99 handed me a wadded-up piece of paper.
I went back to my office to try and find a bathroom stall. I end up in one with a door that can’t be closed, as it had been blocked by a Roman column that had been knocked over during the last earthquake.
It’s the best I can find.
