Not so much weird, but…vivid? Realistic?

DREAM THE ONE:

I don’t remember too much about this one, but I was renting/staying in some cabin at a campsite. I don’t know if I was alone or not, but the cabin was pretty big. I had all my stuff in a big pile and I was worried about someone coming along and stealing it. Then at some point two guys came in and were making it very clear that they were going to shoot me if I didn’t let them have the cabin and all my stuff inside. It was unnerving.

DREAM THE TWO:

I remember this one much more clearly. I was walking around in Calgary with Nate, and he told me to go on ahead on the path and he’d catch up later. We were walking on some part of the bike path system that we were both unfamiliar with, but I went ahead anyway. The path went up away from the main roads and into this hilly wooded section. I had to pee (in the dream), so I looked back to see if Nate is close to catching up to me. He’s not, so I go up the side of the hill to try to find a tree to pee behind.

Up at the top of the hill is this big noise reduction fence (I think there’s a highway somewhere on the other side?) and there’s a house on the other side of the fence. A guy is standing on the deck absolutely hacking his lungs out, coughing so loud that it’s echoing across the whole city. I think (in the dream) that I need to tell Nate that I’ve found the mysterious source of all the coughing that you can hear everywhere in the city.

Then at some point the dream shifts a little bit and Nate, my high school band teacher (Mr. Garrett), three teen girls, and myself are all sitting in an abandoned camper trailer that’s somewhere in those wooded hills that I was just in. One of the teens sprained her ankle, and the rest of us are upset (though aren’t explicitly saying it) because we all want to do stuff that involves having two working ankles.

Eventually, Mr. Garrett and the teen girls leave, so Nate and I make out in the abandoned camper trailer until we hear Mr. Garrett coming back. He comes through the door and I’m like, “How are you, Mr. Garrett?” and he’s like “I could be better!” I guess he tried to take Injured Ankle Girl home so she wouldn’t ruin our fun, but she didn’t want to leave, so she came limping in behind Mr. Garrett and just sat sadly on a chair.

Then I woke up.

This was a 100% forgettable dream theme-wise, but it felt SO real and was very vivid. I almost want to make the camper trailer in the Sims and live in it, haha.