Dream 01.12.09
Since I arrived I have had several pretty major dreams but this morning's dream was out of control.

It started with me on a small cart with several other people. We had been picked up at the airport and were being driving to the gate to collect our things. The driver got lost and we were now driving on back roads in the city. Eventually he tried to drive up a road that was too steep and he lost control of the cart. He drove into a light pole and destroyed the cart and began to run away. Me and another passenger chased him and waited for help.

We all wound up back at the airport but it was the wrong gate and I was stuck once again waiting. A small group of people had food and were having a party. They had set up their food pot luck style on a counter and the food was beginning to go bad. I kept trying to clean it up and unplug hot plates but more and more food kept appearing and eventually I started to freak out because no one was coming for me.

I began to yell. I was having another paralysis dream.

I kept yelling until I woke up. I was in bed with Mike and Gar. Mike said that was a stressful way to wake up. Gar rolled over to talk to me and then I realized the room was not right. This wasn't Gar and Mike I was with. I climbed out of bed and the other two men followed me. My arm was bandaged and my side was sore to the touch. There were other men here as well. They all began to speak to me as if I was supposed to be there and treat me as if I had been sick.

In my head I was able to calculate that these men had drugged me and taken me from the airport. I began to try to figure out how to escape but played along with the others until I could figure something out. I managed to find a pair of needle nose pliers and I stuck them into the neck of one of the guys holding onto me. Another man can to help and I stabbed him as well and managed to yank out some of his muscle. I eventually made it out the front door and woke up for real.

I was still startled by the dream and had no idea where I was until I saw the mirror on the wall. I still have yet to get on my plane for home. I'm ready to get the hell out of here.