Funny, my mom and I were just discussing this subject the other day. I have very memorable and detailed dreams. Sometimes i have several different dreams that are completely unrelated
Last night i dreamed I was a police officer in plain clothes on the sidelines of the superbowl as part of security. One team was losing very badly going into the half, one of the players, a half back, came onto the sideline and in frustration with the coaching play calls, punched the coach in the face and latched onto him. I tried to break the two men up but this NFL player was much stronger than I. He began strangling the coach and beating him badly, so i had to pull my firearm. By then the player realized the seriousness of the situation and complied with my instructions to lay face down on the ground. within seconds, uniformed officers were leading him away. I holstered my pistol and noticed that in the altercation my badge (which clips to the belt) had fallen onto the ground, i retrieved it and clipped it back on and sat on a nearby bench in disbelief over having to almost shoot a famous NFL football player on national television. I then realized that one of the teams was a college team, and the other team was an NFL team. I remember thinking "well, thats not a fair match up in the super bowl" then i remember thinking "This is my gun... but I'm not a cop, why am i thinking i'm a cop?" then i woke up to take a piss
I also dreamed that i was an astronaut, part of a crew of half a dozen others, there was a problem with the spacecraft and it was venting atmosphere and several automated systems had failed. Myself and another astronaut were tasked with donning suits and going EVA to manually attach a docking collar to the international space station so the craft could be evacuated. We tried and tried for what seemed like an eternity to mate the two together but i could not get the ISS docking collar (which was like a massive flexible tube) to form an air tight seal with the spacecraft hatch. I was quickly coming to the realization that the docking collar tube on the ISS - while similar to the hatch of the spacecraft - was not an exact match and it was quickly becoming evident that it would be impossible to get the two to connect. I remember the crew aboard both the ISS and the spacecraft watching out of small windows, their voices asking for updates on the progress with almost annoying frequency. the last question was ", we are running out of O2 in here, How much longer do you think you need to get these things connected?" i looked at my wrist at a small screen, my O2 was also running low and i checked the estimated EVA time remaining at current O2 levels, i transmitted to the crew "In 14 minutes I'll be a corpse drifting into space if that answers your &#%$ question!" after a few seconds of silence i said "Guys... we need a plan B here. these docking collars are two different designs, this isnt going to work." and i woke up
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