Dream Interpretation – Rollercoaster Bus
Another week, another dream interpretation. This one was kind of long so I had to cut a lot so people would actually read it. As always, send your dream in and get it interpretized.
Lindy (my sister) and I were together and we came upon a bus. From the outside it looked really run down and I didn’t even realize it was a bus at first, when she got on it. Lindy came back out and told me there is something really cool on the bus and I should come take a look. I go in and to my surprise it is a fairly clean and nice bus.
I sat, got settled then noticed a weird lever at the back of the seat in front of me. After a bit, the person in front started to fidget with the lever. She pulled it and in an elaborate mechanism the seat transformed into a standing bed with straps around the person so they can sleep upright. This is what Lindy wanted to show me that was cool about the bus. Lindy and I also got our seats to readjust into beds.
The bus then magically transforms into a rollercoaster. The rollercoaster was in the sky over a tropical locale. I got the feeling that it was Mexico. As the ride went faster the sleepers eventually dislodged from their fixed place and flew freely above the ride (imagine kites, with people on them, attached to a rollercoaster ride).
Me and the other people were having a great thrill, until I noticed Lindy’s harnesses coming loose. The other passengers’ were too and figured so were mine. People began falling out and Lindy went down. They weren’t falling to their deaths though. A large open body of pristine water, and attendants were waiting below on the ground and in the water. Then mine broke, I dived down towards the water. When I splashed in one of the attendants said that that was “the best one” (dive?) she saw all day.
Then the dream went weird towards conclusion: Lindy, myself, and a few other people regrouped on the shore. One of the guys said his house is just around the area and we should go with him to help to create craft pieces (painted slabs of rocks) that we can sell.”
Whenever I think of a rollercoaster I always think of this hilarious picture of what seems to be a scared Myrtle Urkel:
The first thing I noticed about this particular dream is how blatantly confused I was during the first paragraph. For some reason when you said your sister “got on” the bus I mentally pictured her climbing on top of it, and since all women are hot in my visions she started doing a sexy pole dance. After I came back to reality two hours later I finally figured out what you meant.
I think the fact that bus seats turned into upright beds on a rollercoaster means you like to sleep around, especially if the rollercoaster had loops in it. In this case the fright that you feel when your seat belts come undone is really the same type of fear you get immediately after sexing a stranger, that of an STD.
That fear quickly diminishes, however, when you get “in the mood” again and you do an olympic type dive into another pool of sex where you go off with some artsy creep who wants you to play with his rocks. So if I can give you some “Ask Josh” type of advice it would be to quit being such a goddamn whore. Oh, and you should give me your sister’s phone number so we can bang it out talk about how she can help you with your sex addiction.
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