|Yet another dream...
||[Jul. 27th, 2003|06:28 pm]
I had a dream in which my family and I went into an ancient cave, which had been set up as a museum because cavemen had made it into a theatre. It had an old stage with fraying purple curtains, and seats beaded with a monkey pattern that were falling apart. It was the 4th of July and almost all of San Martin and Morgan Hill had come in to see a play.
The play wouldn't start, so I went into the restroom, which was a modern room that had been made recently. Suddenly and earthquake started, so I ran out of the cave into the daylight seconds before the cave collapsed with everyone but me inside. I looked around and saw that the earthquake had turned everything into a desert, and that's all I remember.
Once again, in this dream I automatically saved myself (like in the car yesterday), and I think it expresses the guilt I felt because of this. Anyway, I thought it was a pretty cool dream.