Day Twenty-six

Last night's dreams involved a lot of, what I call, dream-physics. I was moving around a lot, traveling, from various parts of the city. There was some purpose in all of it, but that I don't remember, I was at some event, I think in Pasadena, that was similar to a street fair.  I walked into a wine-bar because it looked like they were serving food. I don't remember if I wanted to eat at that moment, but I think I wanted to check it out for a possible Date Night location. When I walked in, it was clearly a very intimate affair that led me to believe that this wine bar did not always serve meals, but rather was doing so for some occasion.I couldn't tell who was in charge and I was trying to ask basic questions, such as "when are you open? what is on your dinner menu?" etc... The women at the table nearest me started trying to greet me, but I felt so stupid and out of place I didn't know how to start asking for the information I wanted. I was trying to casually mention that I didn't want to eat now, but in the future, like later in the week. I was making reference to my far too laid back dress: jeans and a t-shirt as evidence that I of course wasn't implying I wanted to dine at this fine establishment the way I was. The woman who seemed to be in charge (though I wasn't entirely sure) made some comment about changing my jeans and coming back later.

Then I wanted to run home. I was trying to run and it was so hard (dream physics)  there was a family walking near me on the sidewalk,  I was annoyed that they were walking just as fast as I was running. I was trying so hard, but still these little girls were trotting along side me playfully.

Then I was in a car. I was driving on the freeway completely recklessly (more dream physics.) My view from the front seat was similar to the perspective a racing video game.  And my driving was similar. I was flying up on banks, crossing multiple lanes of traffic, and violently over-correcting my turns. I was irritated by my lack of control over the car and actually thought to myself, "this is how I drive in my dreams"

In both the running and driving parts of my dream, I was aware that what I was experiencing was dream physics, yet I never thought I was in a dream.  I was, however, put out by the fact that what I knew made no scientific sense was seemingly happening in real life.

That alone would be an interesting thought to mull over.