I really wasn’t sure where else to put something like this but I felt I needed to get it written down. So it will be going here.
I’ve been having a string of very strange quasi-recurring dreams lately. They always start with me being out on tour with Peter Paul & Mary’s backing band. As far as I can tell, PP&M aren’t actually touring – it’s just the backing band for some reason. I’m usually playing bass or guitar which is also odd given that I don’t actually play either of those instruments particularly well.
As we go along playing a string a shows, unusual things start to happen. I can’t recall any specifics but things in the dream environment just don’t feel “right”. The next thing I know, I’m fighting for my life – sometimes with the help of the backing bandmates, sometimes alongside some friends that I play pool with, and occasionally just on my own – against some apocalyptic force which is different every time I have the dream. Could be zombies. Could be robots. Could be vampires (no sparkly ones, thank you). Could be aliens. I don’t think I’ve encountered werewolves yet, but it’s honestly hard to say for sure. I think you get the idea, though.
Then I wake up. I never know if we won or not. Sometimes I get injured in the dream, other times it seems I’m the only one to come through unscathed. Last night at some point I fell wrong and broke my right shin bone but the one doctor in our group refused to set and splint it. A friend offered to do it instead and grabbed my leg to give it a yank into place. That’s when I woke this time.
I don’t think I would necessarily categorize these as nightmares. Just very strange dreams. And what’s the deal with the Peter Paul and Mary part?