Maxigumee

I already kind of do take dreams seriously, as a few times, they have predicted things that have come true. Very creepy things. I dreamt once that I was killed by this one guy and a few weeks later, the same guy stabbed a woman who lived in our neighborhood. The woman died a few days after. Seriously, this is no blogger-legend! I had the same dream, only with a different person, a few weeks before 9/11, too.

Well, right in time for the latest disaster, I had another horrifying dream. It took place a few nights ago. In the dream, my family is living on this rectangular house boat in the middle of what appears to be Florida or someplace in the equator region. From our surroundings, we seem to be in charge of cutting down the rain forests, because there are a lot of tree stumps around our house boat.

So, one day, in the dream, my mother (who is unusually creepy and insane in the dream) and I decide to go for a little row in the surrounding swamp. For some reason, even though we can afford a pretty large house boat, we can’t afford even a canoe. My mother and I are sitting on the top of a giant trampoline. Kind of like those mini ones…. except maybe about ten feet wide. So, you can imagine it. It’s kind of partly submerged under the green, plant filled water in some places. I don’t know why on earth my dream self would agree to such a thing, mysterious water kind of freaks me out.

Now, my mother and I row out for a little bit, maybe a half a mile or so away from our house boat. We’re in a section of water surrounded by trees. I don’t know if trees are supposed to live in the water…. but in that area of the swamp, there was basically a circle of trees around our little floating trampoline.

So, my mother is telling me how my sister wants to buy a speed boat so she can take her friends out on parties on it. I say that that might be too expensive or something like that. We row a tiny bit more. Then, all of the sudden, over my mother’s shoulder, I see a crocodile’s head out of the water, heading towards us. I try to paddle and I think I manage to say the word “Crocodile!” before I feel a horrible pain in my left arm as I am taken under water. The crocodile has the whole of my upper arm in its jaws and is swimmer deeper and deeper. That’s when I wake up and scream.

For the past few days, I’ve been getting very scared when the water turns cold in the shower. It reminds me of how cold the water was in the dream. It’s so strange how vivid the dream was. I could actually feel the pain in my arm as the crocodile pulled me under water. After I woke up, the real world seemed almost dream-like to me. It took me a while to readjust.

I didn’t really tell anybody about it until today. I was instant messaging Rachel and we were discussing the tsunami. I told her how my father had downloaded some videos of it. She said that she’d find them quite scary since she’s terrified of drowning. I told her about my dream, since it had something to do with drowning.

That’s when she says, “I had a crocodile dream recently too!!” I ask her if she’s serious. She says, “This psycho killer guy was forcing me to walk in flood waters that had a sign in it saying: danger! crocodiles in water!”

I don’t like to sound ultra creepy or pseudo-philosophical, but could it be that we were both having the same dream because of something that was going to happen, or perhaps that had already happened? Then it struck me, perhaps something to do with the tsunami? I wondered if there were Crocodiles down there in Indonesia, or wherever it hit. I did a google search and found this.

It’s a news article about how crocodiles, forced from their native habitats are now stalking the tsunami survivors. One quote from the story said “‘We too have received reports that the crocodiles have begun to consume bodies and that the beasts seem to have developed a taste for human flesh,’ Lal said.”

I mean, OH MY GOSH. That’s CREEPY. I wonder if any more people have had strange dreams involving crocodiles recently. Maybe it’s a way of feeling the pain of the people who are suffering right now…. or something. There. I’ve gone and sounded way too creepy and pseudo-philosophical. I need to get to sleep. Hopefully not to more horrifying dreams.