El Viaje Misterioso de Nuestro Neil

I don’t have very many dreams when I sleep. I used to, and they were vivid fuckers…some of them all encompassing nightmares....some of them took me places I'd never been, and haven't come close to visiting since. I had one when I was a kid where my family was living in a house, and each member of my family would be lured to the basement (can’t remember why…) until I was the only one left. When I finally decided to see what was down there, I found that they had all been horrifically transformed by an evil troll living under the stairs into…locomotives. A car…a train…real vehicles, with their now goblin-like faces implanted on the front grills (like the 16 wheeler in Maximum Overdrive…) This dream happened when I was a little kid, we’re talking a good 18-20 years ago now…and I still remember it.

I love waking up from a good dream…its like living a movie in 3-D…only, if your not careful, it all fades away within minutes, and you can’t remember a damn thing that happened.

Well…I just woke up from one, and I thought I’d share. I have a feeling I know what its about, but still…I’m sure there are things I’m leaving out (had to answer the phone, and now my recollection of the events of my dream are a little hazy) but this is the jist of it.

I’m @ my old high school
For some reason, I am invited to go somewhere with someone…”just follow”
We both hop on bicycles…and we start peddling.
I recognize most of the early scenery, as I’ve made ‘that’ trip many times before.
However, soon the scenery changes, and sub divisions and nonsense is replaced by lush greens, rolling hills and one big sky…just beautiful scenery…reminiscent of my trip out West this summer.
My riding partner is a very accomplished rider it seems, because they are really moving…zipping around…but they aren’t looking back to see if I’m keeping up.
I try…only, we’re now riding in the middle (divider) lane of pristine, newly built 4 lane highway. There isn’t’ a lot of traffic, but still…we’re probably doing 50-60 km/h with cars zooming by.
I can’t keep up
I look down, and notice I’ve got a flat
I continue to ride, but I can’t keep the same speed.
Suddenly, I veer off to the right, barely missing a couple of cars, before I go hurdling over the concrete barricade and over the side…dropping a good 10 feet or so (after wildly attempting to grab the barricade as I flip over) into those rocks they always have by highways to stop landslides.
Crash!
I fall into rocks…and then nearly over a cliff
I manage to climb back onto the road unhurt
No sign of my riding partner
And the sky isn't so blue as it was
I decide to continue the journey on foot
I wake up

And now…

Who was the other rider?
Where were we going?
Why were we riding on the highway?
Why did I get a flat?

I honestly can’t answer these questions. I have an idea…but nevertheless, I think this dream was trying to tell my something in so far as I never have dreams (that I remember…or wake up from).

Have you had any vivid dreams in the past few weeks that captured your interest and attention? Maybe I shouldn’t have had that late night Merciless Peppers of Quetzylsaccatannango (grown deep in the jungle primeval by the inmates of a Guatemalan insane asylum) chilli?

"Man, this is crazy. I hope I didn't brain my damage."