Thursday, December 19, 2013

Dream Journal Fifty-four.


I dreamt that I was Batman. I had to save a bunch of people who were holed up in Joann fabrics. I would sneak them away through a trap door that led to anelaborate and ornate underground tunnel, likethe inside of a theatre building rendered as a  labyrinthine compound.

 

I got shot  in the processand was incapacitated,  but  I felt no pain –only  Terror.

 
                                                                        dm.A.A.

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