Blood Fill up Meets Flu Shot Dream Weirdness

I just woke while having the strangest lucid dreams tonight, and had to share the last. it must mean something, so if you know how to interpret strange yet powerful dreams have fun.

Part one had me still working at MF but also with my current cancer, and close to seeing the company move to Sothern Cal. And I was heading out for the night. This detail meant I had just a couple of months to work there. (This didn't feel fatalistic, yet more transitional.)

Then I climb into my old 1972 family-hand-me-down Datsun 610 to drive home. I had just received this fondly remembered relic from my mother as I needed a car apparently, and in the dream she still had it around. I was checking off all the fixes I recalled it needed before last driving it back in 1987 (it wasn't in the best shape.)

And as dreams go, after a while I was stuck mid-Medford (dream version, so lots of non-real details. I have had lucid dreams of many of the places I've lived. All have been consistently different from reality as I've revisited each from time to time while actively participating in a dream.)

As I reached a certain point, the way was blocked from driving further. I transitioned instantly to wearing old roller skates (sparkly blue size 13's that in the dream were from my mid-teens, yet I never had these.) Upon having these skates the car was no longer there, and I had to skate clandestinely through a large factory to proceed, barely making it out before being nabbed. Weird eh?

Then I wound up not knowing which way was south, and found myself skating through my dream version of East Salt Lake City, and stumbled across a version of the Rogue Valley's bike path mixed with the cool brick architecture of that part of Utah.

Then through another factory, where everyone was happy and many seemed to know who I was. My journey was stopped by non other than Gene Jolly who gave me a wonderful greeting and wanted to know when I'd start working for him there. I had some odd reason about needing my insurance for 2 more mos. and then I'd be available.

It was a super nice visit, and as I departed I looked at my skates and woke up. I remember the vibe of this dream fondly.

This interesting and memorable dream I can only attribute to getting 2 units of blood on Wednesday (this does give me a different feeling, and yesterday I had a flu shot which is kind of sore.) It seems possible the two influenced my dreaming, but who knows.

As I now seem slow to get back to sleep, I thought I'd share this good zany stuff, since things have been pretty heavy as of late. I've always had the occasional lucid dream (where I actively participate.) but this felt more intense. Maybe due to the skating?

Thanks to all who participated and we'll negotiate future appearances.