I don’t normally dream, or at least I don’t remember my dreams, but this morning I woke with fragments from at least two dreams last night.
In the first, I was having a birthday dinner with a large group of friends and/or family, and I opened a birthday card with The Incredible Hulk on the front. It said, and I read aloud, “HULK WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” I opened the card and it was a gatefold cover with paragraphs of text printed on it. “Hmm, and Hulk evidently very literate, too!” I said, which got a big laugh, and suddenly I realize this isn’t my family, it’s an audience at a comedy club.
I don’t recall anything else from that.
The second dream I know I’ve had at least one other time recently, although I may not have remembered it at the time. I’m either in the far, post-apocolyptic future or some sort of sword-and-sorcery fantasy setting. There’s a runaway donkey and cart that I have to stop. I know it’s the third one I have to stop, although I don’t remember stopping the first two. If I don’t stop it before it gets to town, the town will blow up. One the side of the cart are three symbols. I can’t see the first two now, but I know the third is the symbol for radioactivity, the thing that looks like a spider. This whole second dream feels very “PS2″ ish to me upon reflection.
Now, I’m not one to look for deeper meanings in dreams, but there are a couple things worth noting:
1. My birthday is coming up. Less than two weeks now, in fact.
2. Both of these dreams dealt with radioactivity in some fashion.
Make of that what you will.
