Three Dreams, Interconnected: Sphere Roller Coaster

Oct 11

Three Dreams, Interconnected: Sphere Roller Coaster

Vahl

So, I had three dreams last night that were interconnected.

The first one, I was away at a training seminar. About halfway through, I stopped doing the coursework. Lost interest. bored. I remember planning to travel back with a co-worker; it was a long drive, like, 20 hours or more. I was up at 2am the morning of the trip.

Dream two was interconnected with dream one: former co-worker Juan Arasa was at the training seminar. We were talking Real Estate. Turned out he lived near the house in Fort Myers that I am losing to foreclosure in real life. The actual area was a fictional looking Fort Myers, like a mix of Florida and North Carolina. Anyway, he had moved there and I was telling him how to get to my old house. Not sure why I was giving him directions … to give him furniture? Who knows.

Dream three: I was at a theme park with the family. They had this amazing roller coaster. Second time I’ve seen it in a dream. Basically, there are these huge, clear spheres that are lined up on the track. Two people can step in the sphere. It opens like a clam and then closes. There was a beachball-size magnetic ball inside for each person. You’re supposed to hold on to the magnetic ball during the ride. That’s it. No straps, no seats, no harnesses, nothing.

It was an indoor coaster, and yet it stopped when it rained?

The ride begins. You’re sitting in the sphere. When the coaster starts to turn, you twist around. The ball you’re holding on to keeps you oriented and inside the sphere. At certain points, the clear sphere you’re in opens up, and the ball somehow keeps you from flying out, as long as you hold on. You can hang if you want, but just don’t let go! Very unsafe ride, right?

Anyway, it started raining just as our coaster was going. So, they stopped the ride and let us off near this grandstand where people watched the coaster go by. The coaster was not allowed to run when it rained, for some reason. It was a mostly indoor coaster!

One thing led to another and my son Bubba snuck off and walked across the tracks to where the coaster ends. I noticed and started yelling for him to come back. He sat down. I couldn’t tell if he was sitting on a seat or the actual track; the grandstand obscured the view. Turned out he was sitting on the track.

Luckily, the person operating the coasters saw Bubba and stopped the incoming coaster before it ran him over. It stopped right on top of him. I feared the worst.

Bubba did not realize he was sitting on a track. He thought he was safe. I made it over there, panicked. He was fine.

So, three dreams … it makes me think of times in my life where I’ve felt overwhelmed, like now….