There’s something so unfair about waking oneself up from a dream in which the town is about to be massacred by gun-toting mercenaries only to fall back asleep and dream of being at a high school class reunion. Nobody deserves two terrifying dreams.
Plus in the reunion dream, the building we were in had a disembodied female voice that would ask for my birth certificate number every time I walked through a door. Which I don’t have, being an alien and all.
LOLO @ two terrifying dreams.
I’ve successfully avoided all high school reunions.
So have I. =)
Your dreams at least have potential fictional possibilities. My recurring dream is not being able to dial 911 during an emergency. And I even have it on speed dial!
That’s a bad recurring dream.