Well, that was odd

I had something to say about art and expression, but I had this very vivid dream, so I'll write about dreams instead. Dreams are kind of a return experience for me - I was on medication for a good portion of my life that prevented me from dreaming. Recently, they've been very vivid, and I remember them clearly long after I wake up. This one didn't feel "real" - it still felt very "dreamy" - but I remember it as clearly as I would a movie.

I was in school ("School", we were all mid 20's men) and I was in a computer lab. I goofed off for about ten minutes, and then I pulled up Youtube and started listening to techno. Some fat guy sat next to me, and I realized I might be bothering him, so I said "Is this bothering you? I'll turn it off if it is." He sounded apologetic and said "Yeah, I really hate techno. Sorry, I used to watch this show." This made total sense, I said ok, and turned it off. Next thing I know we're on a field trip. Everyone is taking snow mobiles down a snowy mountain to get to where we need to go. I see some tall African guy who I apparently knew in the dream - I even knew his name, which I don't remember now, but it was like, Aheswala or something similar - who I was cool with. We weren't friends, but we knew each other and were nice acquaintances. Instead of the snow mobiles, he was sitting on a ferry that was going down a tropical river instead. I thought he looked relaxed, and sat next to him. As the boat went down the stream, I fell asleep.

When we got to our destination, the snow mobiles were just arriving. The ferryman demanded I pay him $10 for the ride, exclaiming that the snow mobiles were free and people take the boat for the scenery (WHICH I WAS ASLEEP FOR). I got angry and looked at the tall guy, who just shrugged, like I should have known. I pulled out my wallet and I only had ones and a twenty. I asked if I could get change for a twenty, and the ferryman looked really annoyed and said, "No, just give me the twenty." I said no, and spent forever looking for a ten dollar bill. Dream flashes forward again, we're all in some Chinese town with a snowy mountain overlooking it. It's the end of the world. Literally - Armageddon is about to happen, and everyone knows it, but accepts it like something normal. The only other things I vaguely remember are walking on a path on the mountain, a ski lift, and a huge battle that none of us (students) were taking part in. We were all totally safe while other people fought it, and everything felt fine.

Really weird dream.