I've been having interesting dreams lately so I thought I'd share.

Last night's was pretty much me taking the bus home from work or someplace, and just as I was boarding it, I thought to myself, Oh i'd better not fall asleep otherwise i'll miss my stop. I was pretty tired yesterday, guess it got included in the dream. Of course I fell asleep, and when I finally woke up I was at what I thought was a border, supposedly the stop just after my stop, but somehow in the time it took me to get from my seat to the door, the driver had managed to drive everyone deep into the heart of the croatian mountains. I yelled at him for not letting me off earlier, but he didn't speak english so I got off since there wasn't anything I could really do. So I'm wandering down this deserted road in the middle of these barren looking mountains when I realize i've lost my duffel bag. Suddenly I come across this little shop with a fat middle age woman behind the counter and I walk in to buy a bag and a drink. While I'm browsing, I notice that she's looking at me funny, and begins to approach me. All of a sudden she gets really excited and starts pointing at some wet stains on the bags and some broken things, and tells me I was already here a couple of hours ago, having some sort of crying fit all over over the bags insisting she find my lost duffel bag. I tell her she must be wrong, but the more she talks and describes what I was doing the more I believe her and I begin wondering if I've got a split personality, that's when I blackout and when I wake up she's taking me up the mountains to her village but we seem to be in the middle of a conversation. The village she takes me to consists of two abandoned wooden farms, one for contaminated people that are dying and the other for healthy villagers...at this point the dream takes on an I am Legend story line where the contaminated folk hunt the non-contaminated during the night blah blah...but it was weird.

The night before i dreamt I lived in a treehouse with my grandparents in Guatemala which fell because it was raining loads. It kept falling and falling, my grandad kept screaming, my gran watching us fall from the jeep below. We were falling for a long time but i just felt myself relax until we hit the ground and everything crashed around us. There was noise, branches, mud, glass and splinters everywhere, but we were both relatively unharmed. A few bumps and scratches was all. Despite being physically unharmed, we were still in danger of some extremists that lived in the area who if they found us, would kidnap us and take head to the mountains.

Lots of mountains in my dreams.