More Wacky Dreams

Last night was recurring dream theme night.

In the first dream, I was driving down a main road in my town when I suddenly saw several tornadoes approaching from all directions. I was trying to find shelter, but was hampered from doing so because the tornadoes were coming from everywhere. I turned down several different streets, trying to avoid the twisters.

I got it into my mind that I needed to get downtown to city hall, to go down into the basement next to the police department. I don't know if I ever made it there because the dream shifted before it came to its conclusion.

In the second dream, I had to move back to Texas unwillingly with my father. In the dream, I was in my late 20s and my father was in his early sixties.

I wasn't happy with the move, because I had to leave all my belongings behind and I was wondering how I'd find a job in Texas. There is an assumption in the dream that I would be delivering pizzas, that all I needed to do was to pick a pizza place and show up in khaki pants and voila! I'd have a job.

I had an argument with my father, telling him that it was important to live near family members, but here in Texas we had nobody. He was unimpressed with my argument, and I went into the house to go to bed. When I woke up, the room had changed dimensions and it had been redecorated.

I went out into the kitchen and found stuff from my father's office, as he'd just retired. I picked up the calendar from the counter that had been tacked up to the wall of his office and saw that it was a porn calendar.

Then I went to the front door, and saw my father getting ready to go out wearing the most godawful outfit I'd ever seen: an orange leather jacket, combined with lime green satin pants and a white studded belt. I looked at him like he was crazy and told him that he'd be laughed out of town if he left the house in that.

That's all I remembered of this dream.

I hope I have more relaxed dreams tonight.