San FranciscoI'm driving on The One, trying to figure out the right off-ramp for the city, go past it and onto another. Very strange off-ramp with dark stuff up above doing something to my car. Finally get turned around and arrive in San Francisco. There's some kinda abandoned amphitheater where this guy lives and he gets a bunch of people together to try to revive the place. All these chairs on levels and we're all sitting around. He's angry with us. I'm thinking this would be a cool place to live. I could just squat here. A bit dangerous though, especially if I came home at night. Wondering if it would be better to find keys and lock the place or leave it unlocked when I'm out so that I can enter quickly. Better make peace with the guy so I can live here. Best to choose one of the high stories, but not the top one, that would be too obvious.
Wandering outside. A girl steps into a fountain and dissolves. Her friends start drinking up the water so they can get all of her in one place and get her to solidify. Drinking fountain water is gross . . .
Also, something about my dad changing the hotel reservations I made. Very worrisome; he won't find a better deal.
Were any colors or sound prominent? City colors: gray and concrete. Darkness during night imaginings. Golden light. Don't remember any sounds.
What were my emotions? Very minor anxiety.
Was I alone? In the car, yes. But later I was with people I didn't know.
If someone was with me, then who? Were they familiar to me, or strangers?
Was I indoors or outdoors? In a car, then in a building, then outside.
If I was outdoors, what season was it, and what was the weather like? Wasn't terribly cold, so I suppose it was summer. It was sunny.
Was I in a town or a city, in a rural area, or out in nature? San Francisco.
If I was indoors, was I inside a home or in a public building? Public, but not so public, building.
What kind of room was I in? Very large with lots of seats like a theater. Stairwell in the middle with mirrored room on the other side.
Come to think of it, I've been in very similar buildings in dreams before. High ceiling with blue windows all the way up. Well lit and welcoming. Totally remembering a dream from who knows how long ago about being in a play.
What time of day was it? Afternoon.
Was the dream about everyday life, or was the setting unusual? Unusual.
Was it a recurring dream? Nope.
Was I lucid? Nope.
Was I in that familiar neighborhood or in a big city? Big City.
Was I talking to someone? I don't actually remember talking to anyone, although I was engaged with other people.
What caused these feelings? Going on the wrong ramp on the freeway, the guy in the building trying to tell us what to do.
Did I read anything? What did it say? (Gist or literal)
Well I remembered a different dream because of the questions. But it was from months ago, at least.
