Two By Two, Hands Of Blue

There was a group of people gathered around a cave, where everything was bathed in a purple light, and it was causing everyone to turn shades of blue. Broc was there, completely shaved, which to me was almost as weird as everyone turning blue. I had left the cave area for the time being, and I was expected back, but was really wary of going back since no everyone was changes colours, but no one seemed to have a reason for it, or care either way.


At another time, I was with Aaron, and I had pulled my winter glove/mittens out of my pockets and for some reason felt it necessary to show them too him.

Smoldering USB Port, Anyone?

I was using my laptop, and the usb port where my external hard drive was connected starting to smoke, but I finished up what I was working on before I actually ejected the hard drive and shut my laptop. I didn't actually get around to unplugging the hard drive because it would be too hot.

White Girls Can't Jump

I was working at an aquatic park, and I switched shifts with Richard, so he could help out Aaron with his work shift. Richard's shift was janitorial work, and I finished it, but I also had to partake in a race. I stayed in first place for most of it, but everyone eventually caught up. I didn't really care about winning, I only wanted to finish first because I was worried that by attempting to help Aaron, my new shift would interfere with Derby.
Part of the course was a yellow/brown dirt with yellow/brown streaks of lava, and we had to vault over them. I lost a shoe in the process but didn't get sucked into the lava. Then there was a matted platform at waist height that I tried to jump over but got stuck on top of instead of sliding across it. At the very end of the race I met up at this large boat trailer, where three others were waiting, all around my parents age, two males one female. There was a tarp or canvas set up over the boat to protect from the sun, and the wind was blowing so hard we had to hold it and the boat down so it'd stay, but for some reason all the other boats and groups of people were unaffected.

Don't Worry, My Car Floats

I saw Phoenix by the driveway.
The tall grass that grows along the side of the fence on the north side of the driveway was frozen, so instead of crawling into the grass to hide, she just climbed and sat on top of the frozen, bent tall grass.


I was in a large room with a group of other people, and it felt like we were expecting something to come after us. There were a few sub rooms off of the main large one, and multiple doors out from the main room and we were guarding all the outlying doors and outward rooms. At one point I was seeking out the room designated for the bathroom. I felt I needed to change my feminine pad but even with the curtain drawn I wasn't allowed privacy, a blonde girl intruded on me.


What I believe was Aaron's car was in the parking lot of an apartment complex, partially submerged in water from recent rains. I decided to leave it, and come back later.
Now, I'm in an apartment with my girlfriend (I am male) and for reasons I can no longer remember I break up with her angrily, gather my things, and storm out.
I go back to the car (once again a female) and see that it is fully submerged. The parking lot had managed to flood, even though it did not rain anymore. I know I had a plan on how to get to it, but I couldn't do it on my own. Across the lot, I could see a man going into the grocery store so I yell out for him. Initially he ignores me; I could tell he thought I was just some crazy lady, but finally he actually hears what I'm saying and realizes I need help with the car. Once I actually get the help to get it out, I finally go to explain the situation to Aaron.

Oh, Ireland.

I had posted something on Facebook, and one of the two boys I met from Ireland (while I was in San Diego) commented on it, and we started talking.

Meanwhile, in real life...
Upon checking Facebook when I woke up, there was a post in my news feed from one of the Irish boys.

One Of Everything, Please

I was outside on the sidewalk with Alex. There was a bar/restaurant/coffee shop with an order window on the outside, but also there were patrons inside.
I ordered, and food was handed out, set on an outside shelving area next to the order window, and a soda as well. That completed my order, I wanted to pay, but no one was at the window yet.
I tried to open the door to go inside, but it wouldn't budge, like I wasn't allowed in.
I could see in, the venue itself was u-shaped, with a bar winding around all walls except the one with the door.
Then I received my cup of coffee, and all of a sudden the rest of my order from previous just stopped existing. I didn't think about it, it just was no longer.
As they were bringing me my coffee, I looked up at the sign and realized they only accepted cash or checks, which I had neither on my person.
I started asking about ATMs, and Alex pointed a few out but I told him I couldn't use them unless they were Wells Fargo, because I didn't have enough money in my account to pay for the transaction fees at other ATMs.
I had assumed the coffee would be close to, but less than $20 since it was technically a fancier beverage.
Alex tells me to calm down, and pulls out a $20 from his wallet, and as he goes to pay, the gentleman says that it cost $62.80
I immediately freak out and ask why in the world it would cost that much, and the barista got defensive, and talked in a derisive manner about how if it's going to have 5 shots of espresso, and all these other added ingredients, it was going to cost a lot. It literally had at least one of everything that would logically (or at least dream logically) taste good in coffee when mixed together.
Then I attempted to explain, without my voice cracking, that in no means was I blaming the lady barista, but that she did not inform me of all the ingredients or the cost of such.
I tried to say it in such a way that I took the blame while still redirecting it; I said it was my fault for not asking what the cost was, but that I had pointed to a drink on the menu and asked her if it was good, and she said yes and told me some of the ingredients, not all. And she most definitely did not warn me of the cost, otherwise I wouldn't've ordered it.
Alex at this point had given in, and was trying to ask the guy about an I.O.U. but the guy was being difficult.


Later, now nighttime, I am walking out of this building following someone.
A friend's boyfriend or husband, perhaps.
We're on our way to meet others, and initially he's pointing out buildings and landmark, and it feels it is, and it is supposed to be Chicago.
But then he starts talking about Detroit, and I realize that I don't really recognize any place.
I knew it had been a while since I'd been in Chicago and that it's a large city, so it was entirely possible that I was in a part I just didn't recognize, but I started thinking about how I could be in an entirely different city and not even know it til morning.
Then he gets on his cell-phone to his lady, and I remember him saying something about T-Mobile, and then there's another girl, a friend, walking with us.
I decide to also call the lady, and in the process he lost connection with her because she didn't answer the phone with a "Hello," but was still talking on the tangent of directions, which she had been discussing with the guy up until his phone cut out. It seemed she hadn't even realized that she was now talking to me, and I saw he was calling her back so I just quietly hung up and she continued her conversation back on his phone.
At this point we made it to the library, and the other two joined up with more, at a table where one kid was already sitting. There was no room left for me, so I was going to sit at a different table, but before I sat down I heard two kids at a third table harassing the initially guy at our table, saying how he was part of their group, he should be sitting with them, and how that was the deal, they found all the information and he got a free pass for this assignment. He didn't have to participate, but he should be close enough to witness what they were discussing and learning. So he started to get up and gather his things, and I got ready to sit at the table with all of my friends.

Ruins

I woke up with a song playing in my head, that had been playing in my dream as well.
I went over the details of my dream in my head, and in the process fell back asleep.
I woke up again, for good, and the dream had escaped but the song was still playing.
I waited all day to see if anything would resurface, but no luck.

So here's the song instead: