Scrambles

3 May 2018. Woke up. Almost 8am now. I slept quite early last night, probably around 8pm and woke up a few times. This is one of my longest and best sleep. I was really tired because I had not slept the night before. I think I had a lot of dream from my long sleep but as usual, I only remember some of the best scenes. However, this time I actually remembered more scenes in detail than in most of other sleeps. Alright, let's just start with the dreams.

It was raining heavily. I looked out from my apartment window and was shocked to see the village houses below are submerged in waters. The flood levels have risen to the roofs! Normally, in real life flood does happen occasionally in this village but only up to a meter or less. I felt like I have to get my camera to photograph this scene! I have this strong habit of photographing things. I carry my camera around in real life to photograph things that I don't want to forget. I have this strong urge to photograph anything that is out of the ordinary. Turns out even in dreams I brought this habit with me. Even in an old dreams I regularly photograph fictional weird insects or spiders I have never seen before in real life.

Now here is a longer dream. I was visiting a large public washroom, I think. Usually I always dream about toilets when I am holding my pee in my sleep. Then in another scene someone came to my room. Somehow I don't want to get caught so I quickly play dead or fainted. A large fat guy which I have never seen before came and inspect me. He carried me to a  patient trolley and pushed me outside. A Chinese lady came to see me. She looked familiar from my real life which I have not seen in a long time. I continued not moving to not cause them any suspicion but once in a while I open my eyes a little to peep at the guy.

When they are gone, I quickly got up and escaped. That is if my memory is not wrong because I can't remember this part well. However, in the next scene, I had safely got away and was travelling through a grassland with some shallow hills covered in short trees. The low sunlight angle was nice and it made the place into a magnificent scenery, one of the most breathtaking scenes I have witnessed in both my real life and dreams. I looked around in awe.

Then I arrived at some kind of base. A group of commandos (good guys) have taken over an enemy base. The base is small with a few one-storey simple wooden buildings. These commandos have grouped around a large manhole which is the entrance to the enemy's underground hideout. Looking close, I realize I know these people from real life. One of them is Pearl, who recently organized a workshop where I participated in. She really looks like a badass female commando here with her big assault rifle. Some of the commandos have already jumped into the holes and the rest are guarding at the top while a few are spreaded around the base.

Is the dream trying to tell me that girl with big guns is my type of fetish?

I was trying to get closer to the manhole then suddenly the enemy's backup force attacked. I looked behind as a commando was mercilessly hit by hundreds of bullets endlessly. By the number of shots he received, I know we are definitely outnumbered by a larger group of enemies. We definitely have to retreat! Then I retreated by waking up.

Morning has arrived. I looked at my phone for a while then fall back to sleep.

I was dreaming that I was resting on the bed too. I felt great comfort and a little sleepiness.

I woke up again for good this time.