Dino-dream

Last night’s dream was a bit like a movie. It wasn’t a dream of a movie, but it seemed like a movie. Well, maybe just a scene from a movie…or part of a scene. And if it were a movie, I’d probably be an extra. I don’t know what exactly the main characters were doing, the hero-types. I was busy trying to run away…FROM DINOSAURS!!!

I don’t know if the dinosaurs had somehow traveled forward in time, or had lived all along in some isolated spot, or had been grown in a lab à la Jurassic Park. But lots of them just suddenly appeared. Again, were this a movie, I’d likely not be a main character as I didn’t know where they came from, etc.

So, along with other “extras”, I was in some city which I didn’t recognize, just going about my business when suddenly all these dinosaurs appeared. Of course, they were terrifying and everyone ran away, screaming, except the unfortunate folks who became dino-dinner.

I happened to be hiding in a store or series of stores—maybe some type of mall. And I had a small group of people with me. Maybe 2 or 3 or 4 others, whom I don’t know. Maybe I did know them in the world of this dream, but I wasn’t really paying attention to them as individuals. I don’t even know how many there were in this little group of mine. Again, not a main character.

Very quickly—seemingly within minutes, but probably more like hours or even days (thanks to the magic of film editing?)—order and lawfulness and basic human decency broke down and people were stealing from each other, fighting, even sacrificing other “extras” to get escape from various dinosaurs. The worst people at the store(s) where my group hid out seemed especially vicious, so we got out and found another spot to hide out. It was a restaurant, and the other “refugees” there were much less unpleasant.

So, things looked up for my little group (of indefinite size) and me. But the dream ended abruptly or, more accurately, stopped, not ended. Hmm…maybe I died instantly, unknowingly, in the jaws of a prehistoric beast.