And then i flung my pillow across the room….

Strange full moon dreams last night. In one that i remember, i was running through some desolation of junk piles and dirt hills that separated two fighting factions. Bullets were flying and i was dodging and weaving to reach the other end of the road where the “leaders” were situated up on the bluff. Something, a bright light? Or event illuminated me and i realized i was bullet-proof. Then i just calmly walked up the road through the hills of dirt and junk to reach the end. I think i was a Rastafarian.

In another dream, i can’t remember what led up to the scene i remember, but it picks up where i’m leaving an office building. There’s a ?pizza delivery boy in the lobby with two other men. They’re looking at something and i see it’s a spider running across the pizza box. Dominoes pizza? The pizza boy makes a move to pick it up and i’m happy that he’s “like me” (won’t kill a spider just for being a spider) but when he gets it in his hand his quickly lets it go because he’s afraid of it. I tell him i’ll get it and take it outside with me. I get the spider and have it cupped in my hands. It’s a fairly large spider, the body is about the size of a dime and the legs are long. The way the legs come off the body makes the spider look a lot like a crab. It’s not an attractive spider and it makes me a little nervous that it might bite me but i’m committed to getting it outside to safety. Another girl who is leaving with me opens the glass door and we go out. I begin moving faster to get to some greenery to release the spider and i can feel little creepy crawly sensations on my arms. I’m wearing long sleeves and can’t see anything but realize that the crab-spider has babies and they’re crawling on me. I release the spider and brush the babies off me as best i can without hurting them. Then the girl and i continue walking until we reach a deck-like structure. It seems like maybe there’s going to be a concert.  The ‘deck’ is several different levels – maybe four – and, like stairs, eventually lead to the ground. There are people at picnic tables drinking beer and having a good time. It’s a large place. I notice that the boards under my feet have a lot of “give” and i’m trying to step carefully because i don’t trust the planks. They’re old and faded and dry and seem like they could split and break at any time. As i get down to the final level, the boards are really bouncing and i’m sure the entire structure is going to collapse. I warn the girl and the people at tables nearby to get off quickly but, other than the girl, the people at tables just keep drinking and having fun.

I’m not sure if this is a different dream or part of one of the earlier two. I reach a point on my path that has some obstacles. At first i’m maneuvering between them but something is on my trail (hellhound?) and i’m running in fear. I come to an old 70’s style convertible ?Lincoln, big boat of a car and i grab it by a fender and TOSS it over my shoulder towards whatever it is i think is pursuing me and in real life i rip the pillow from under my head and throw it across the room and that wakes me up.