So in the last couple weeks I have had two
dreams where I was a passenger in a car on a highway, so I imagine they are somewhat related. Tell me what you can gather from these.
Dream 1 (a week or two ago):
I dreamed I was with a group of friends around a business park. We were all heading to the car to leave, but first went into a corner store. I picked up a pack of gum because everyone was buying something, and I didn't want to feel like I was in there for nothing. While we were looking through the isles, there was a guy mid to late twenties with dark hair. I had a sense that I knew him, and we were talking. None of my friends knew him, so I had to start half ignoring him so that he would go away, though I had no problem with him.
As I was waiting in line he walked outside--I think he was with a girl. I felt like he'd felt abandoned by me. And he walked away. I felt like I should follow him and go find him. So I did. I went to a restaurant just a little ways down the parking lot, but he was not in there. I think the restaurant was closing down for good soon. It was some kind of Thai or other Asian cuisine with oriental wall hangings. So I left the restaurant and my friends had already driven off without me. Then I was just lost in this parking lot, not knowing where I was.
My mom came to pick me up though, so then I was in California somewhere. But she was going to drive me to see an old friend who lives in Colorado, because even though the beginning of the dream was my friends at home in Canada, it had shifted so that I was meant to be hanging out with this girl in Colorado. But I did not know the directions to her house. My mother was a little bit impatient I think.
We were driving through streets made of water. I could see behind us, probably through a rear view mirror, that a car just fell down from the sky, nose first, into the water. It stuck up straight in the water/ground like that and stayed there. I think the car was yellow. It really scared me because it had fallen from very high in the sky, and I didn't think anyone could survive that. I also didn't know where the car had come from. I expressed my concern to my mother.
Then we saw, sticking out of the water, parts of dragons. They were the long serpent kind of dragon without wings. But it was just part of their backs sticking out like arches. And they had colorful scales sticking off their backs--like those kind of triangular spike things some dinosaurs have. But I knew the water dragons were really dangerous, and my mother told me they had probably thrown the car into the sky.
She was driving up closer and closer to them, seeming unconcerned about driving behind them, like they weren't going to come lunge out at us and throw our car in the air. I thought there was something wrong with her! It was so scary. But I guess we eventually drove to where we were trying to go, although I'm not sure if we went to Colorado or California, because we couldn't figure out where we were going.
I remember later being in a classroom and someone had asked "did you hear about the water dragons in the news?" And I started ranting about what had happened to me and how concerned I was. Then the professor got mad that we were speaking out in class. I heard more people saying the news was showing kids at beaches, and their parents not warning them properly about the water dragons or their danger. So the water dragons were attacking a lot of children.
Dream 2 (last night):
I dreamed I was in a car with someone I knew. I believe I was in the passenger's seat. We were on a highway, passing another car. The driver in that car was a man, and I saw in the corner of my eye that he had a gun. Either I had a memory in the dream, or else earlier in the dream this same thing happened--the man had a gun and held it up like he was going to shoot himself, but we drove off and I just assumed he did not shoot himself. But this time I saw the man put the gun in his mouth and shoot. We kept driving until we were no longer near him anymore.
I felt really confused and I remember trying to phone 911. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to. I think I kept messing up on dialing the number. Then I couldn't remember what the streets were that the man shot himself on. I kept asking the person I was with, and every time they repeated the location I instantly forgot--I could not repeat it (it felt like trying to learn words from another language). So the attempts at informing the police about the incident completely failed, and I just had to imagine that someone would find out the incident happened. But I was worried that I had ruined any chance of saving his life, although I had no idea if he was a good person or not (he didn't seem to be), of if there was any chance he wouldn't have died instantly, so I was confused whether my failure was wrong, or if it was acceptable. I basically couldn't make up my mind about my guilt, and whether or not there was anything in my power to influence the situation. I don't think there was.