The order of things is odd and I don’t recall which came first.
I’m in a house and need to move my things out. The government has issued a lockdown because of an impending storm. We and the people of the house are complaining because there doesn’t seem to be anything pending that would warrant a lockdown. Then the rain comes. It’s dusk. The drops are the size of quarters and it’s really loud. Then there are lightning strikes all over. It doesn’t last for more than 15 minutes but it’s really tremendous. When it ends, I’m out in a parking lot taking something of mine out of the house with me. I’m standing at a storage area and there’s a TV that should go with me. There’s a bald man who asks if I’m going to take it but I really don’t want to. It’s too cumbersome. So he tells someone to put it out at the curb. I’m getting ready to walk away and Jan E. drives up in an old blue Oldsmobile type sedan and asks if I need a ride. I go around to the passenger side and open the door. There’s a bunch of junk that needs to be shifted around so I can get in.
Feelings of exasperation toward the government, but then realizing they were actually keeping people safe.
The next dream. I’m looking up at the sky. Again it’s dusk and possibly related to the other dream. Just not sure. I’m looking up and see a green mist, barely visible up in the sky, probably at 5-10k feet. It’s so vague that if you weren’t really looking, you might miss it. Then it starts to shift into a large honeycomb like structure that I’m looking at from an angle. I can clearly see the hexagonal shapes of the honeycomb-like mist. Then a ship traveling really fast flies into one of the hexagonal shapes and disappears. On the trajectory of the ship but past the structure, there a sparkly grouping of lights that reminds me of a white firework sparkles in the sky and then disappears as if it were the wake of the disappearing ship.
startled, curious, feel like I was invited into the unseeable or hidden.
