I only remember images. The dream, or dreams, had to do with aliens again.
1.
At the airport, trying to hide from them. Children, too.
Especially one little girl.
2.
I open a door and I find a stairwell. However, I cannot go down as there are two or three steps and then a huge drop to the next stair, which is narrow and set at an angle. I cannot
jump; it is too big a drop and I think I will hurt myself if I try.
The stairwell is made of beige granite. I turn back to look for another way. (The past?)
3.
I am outside looking at a mountain made of jagged rocks, all grey. I think I could rush at it with the car but that would not be the best way to reach the top. Going around would take longer but would make more sense. (Has to represent my mind.)
4.
The little girl is hiding inside a baby carriage. (Me hiding.) 5.
When the aliens come, I’m taking a shower. I am not alone.
There is someone else with me (I don’t recall who). The alien looks in but leaves us alone. He is rounding up everybody he can find. (Clearing?)
6.
The carriage is running away on its own. It is motorized.
(Difficulty in accepting this. Running away.) 7.
I see the aliens going about the grounds of the airport. They look similar to us, but their faces are distorted in some fashion (like the Elephant Man). They are in vehicles that look almost like convertibles. There’s the feel of something out of the past.
(Distorted self?)
8.
Finally, I am caught. One alien comes over to speak to me (I think).