Dream Blog Entry # 13

     I feel like I've said this before on this blog, but lately, I've been sleeping weird.  I'll wake up around every other REM cycle, and by the time the night's over, any dreams I had toward the beginning of the night, are totally lost.  I'll remember having a dream, and often, I'll remember that the dream was awesome.  Last night, for instance, I woke up around 4 am (I went to sleep at 1) and thought about how amazing and crazy the dream I had, was.  I laid in bed thinking of it for roughly 30 minutes, trying my best to be able to recall it in the morning.  when I fell back to sleep, I quickly started another dream session.

     I was back on campus at college, and was in some sort of class/meeting.  It was about 8 at night, and everyone was really tired.  As we left the meeting, a small group (including  me) headed back to a common room to study for a test the next day.  As we sat there studying, I just messed around on my phone, stared off into space, and thought of useless things.  After a while I realized that I wasn't going to get anything done, so I left to take a shower and call it a day.  When I entered the community bathroom, I noticed that I didn't bring any soap, so I when to the "lost and found" section, and grabbed a bottle of shampoo.  As I left the "lost and found" I peered into the RA's shower room, and decided to shower there, because it was a lot nicer.

     When I entered the shower room, there were 8 showers, and all but one was being used.  There was dance/party music playing, and this song (open in new tab) was stuck in my head when I woke up.  Anywho, I went into the shower I thought unoccupied, and discovered I was wrong.  A brown haired girl, about my height, wearing a bright red bikini was in the shower, and after apologizing, I returned to the community bathroom to find my own shower.

     Each shower in the community bathroom had a toilet in the stall as well.  I was unlucky enough to find one with a painfully large turd in it.  So I flushed, and continued my business.  The water pressure was phenomenal, and the shampoo I grabbed smelled like heaven.  Right as I was done washing my hair, two of my friends entered my shower, and started talking to me.  One grabbed my phone and asked who this guy was who commented on my Facebook status.  When he clicked on this guy's profile, there was a cinematic-type scene change, and suddenly I was on top of a short tower, with the stranger, and 3 other people I didn't know.

     Zombies were climbing the tower, and we were all fighting against them to hold the top.  The Facebook guy was disguised as a zombie, and non of the zombies attacked him because of it.  Slowly, the 3 other people got picked off, and both me and this dude finished off the rest of the zombies.  We climbed down the hill, and some old high school friends greeted us.  We talked for a while, and I explained to one of them why this guy's zombie disguise worked, by basically recapping an episode of The Walking Dead.  We continued talking, and I woke up at, what feels like, the end of the dream.