Me and My Dad go to see a movie - Batman, I think (though the plot has nothing to do with the real movie.) Halfway through we're up on the stage (yes stage, not screen) and I am about to day 'hey this is the part where he blows up- " then my dad says "shh" because we've both seen it before. The only thing on stage is a villainous looking car and a hand reaches out to flick a switch or something. It'll blow up later, (which it never does). I'm on stage still, Dad's gone, and I'm given a small little thing, it's a trumpet supposedly but it's just a cone with a mouthpiece. It later simplifies to just a plastic white cone, no mouthpiece. I'm supposed to play it - I have a real trumpet with me but the one I'm given is supposedly better. I never end up playing it, another person plays it - they play last post. I look at the crowd and now it's a remembrance day ceremony and there's veterans with blue skin. Last post is played again because one of their fellow veterans died yesterday and they're crying. Then the veterans are up behind the stage and a kind woman gives them candy canes (leftover from Christmas, she says) because she felt sorry for them. She was going to give them honey (or was it almonds?) but there was no honey. I look around and the only other thing is a table in the corner with lattuce and some salad stuff on top of cardboard boxes. Now I'm with Jenn and Rachel and Jenn says that she already got her almonds, and they're chocolate covered. We're out on a balcony of the building which is rather large and not really looking at all like a movie theatre. Then we're walking along a beach. Across the water there is the ferry terminal and a nice restaurant. Before that is a small island with a peculiar looking house on it, with no apparent purpose. We're talking about food. "Want to go have dinner together?" I asked Jenn, and she looked at me and said "at what restaurant?" "Which one is cheapest?" I ask back, and the one across the water is. We swim out to the house, and then some guy and Rachel both take off swimming to the other side because they want to eat and they can make it. I don't think I can, and neither does Jenn think so. So we both sit down in the sand. The end.
O yes, I also dreamed about writing this dream down on my sticky note pad - using a pencil, and it takes me a whole bunch of sheets to write it.
