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last night's dream:
Oct. 26th, 2009 04:32 pmI was walking toward a pier in a harbor, talking to my mother on a cellphone. A plane came into view and went lower and lower until it crashed into the water. Pretty soon giant people - as big as the plane, and looking like plastic/inflatable mechas - were wading in the water, carefully picking up the plane (it was sinking).
I joined the recovery effort and I walked into the plane while it was still about a quarter submerged, so I was also wading through the cabin, although I was of normal size. Everyone on the plane was gone. I went to collect something yellow and powdery that the people on the plane had been exposed to, and some of it got on my hand. Immediately, my hand and then arm started seizing up, going numb. I figured this is what had happened to the pilots.
I went to the front desk of a hospital and explained to them what happened. The nurse took me into a little room and started pouring boiling water on my hand, where I told her it had gone numb. "You know most of the people survived," said the nurse. "That's good," I said.
I joined the recovery effort and I walked into the plane while it was still about a quarter submerged, so I was also wading through the cabin, although I was of normal size. Everyone on the plane was gone. I went to collect something yellow and powdery that the people on the plane had been exposed to, and some of it got on my hand. Immediately, my hand and then arm started seizing up, going numb. I figured this is what had happened to the pilots.
I went to the front desk of a hospital and explained to them what happened. The nurse took me into a little room and started pouring boiling water on my hand, where I told her it had gone numb. "You know most of the people survived," said the nurse. "That's good," I said.
