I’m lucky that I have crazy dreams in all sorts of genres. I’ve been to space, bottom of the ocean, seen people absorbed into trees and been blown off a mountain to name just a few. But even my mundane ones are pretty fun.
Last night I dreamed I was coming out of a gas station and ran into some “alternative” type folks like I used to hang with when I was younger. For me, that group was the flannel wearing, grunge music crowd and we played table top RPGs and partied together and it was some of the most fun I’ve ever had. At my core, that’s still who I am. So in the dream when I came out I somehow struck up a conversation with the people and they invited me to go hang out with them. Had some good banter in the car drive and we ended up at some sort of shop and when we went inside there was tons of stuff that I still love to this day like comics, roleplaying games, dice etc. The cool part is that it was a lot of old stuff that I still have on my shelves and so I was telling some of the younger gamers about the various systems. I picked up some cool dice while I was there and headed out with them.
I’m sure this is me just missing some of the good ole days. I have dreams like this semi-often and always love them. I remember another one along these lines but instead the people I ran into took me to hang out in some sort of cave type spot. Kinda like the sunken hotel in Lost Boys. Candles, grunge/alternative music, combat boots and roleplaying and hanging with like minded people. Good times (real and imagined).
I’m going to incorporate some of the concepts from these type dreams into a story one of these days.