UFO to airplane (illus.) and shooting lightning bolts
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A doctor's wife has new glasses made for her every day. I ask her if that's why the ones she has on are so stylish (the frames are semi-transparent and tinted purple).
(shift) I'm watching a video of a UFO. But the resolution keeps changing so that it looks blocky and out of focus, and when it comes back in focus, it's changed into a small airplane (and vica versa).
I wake up, take a Tylenol PM, and go back to sleep.
In a new dream, and near the lab down the hallway from my workplace, a tall man arrives and delivers bandaids (per my request, dream memory tells me).
I think I recognize him as the one who I saw in a shouting match with a doctor about a year before, in the hallway just outside our lab -- when I worked the overnight shift. I take a chance and say, "You never know when you might need these band-aids -- I saw two doctors fighting outside of our lab just about a year ago, and I thought they were going to start hitting each other ... and me, too."
He looks perplexed at what I'm saying like he doesn't know why I'm talking about this with him, and he leaves. I tell my coworkers the story, but exaggerate it a little so that they will conclude it was the same person I saw fighting a year ago. They seem impressed, except for one coworker who is very logical about things (dream character, he was Middle Eastern, and didn't resemble anyone I work with in real life). He dissects my story until I have to admit that I'm not sure if it was the person ... and why would they start hitting me if they were arguing with each other, anyway? (this dream was sort of precognitive -- we got news today that a resident who had rotated through our lab about THREE years ago was just killed in a motor scooter accident, and we had to look up his picture on Google news just to try and remember what he looked like).
(shift) I'm shooting large bolts of lightning out of my hands at armored tanks approaching us over the desert. We're in a little building near the helipad of the old hospital I used to work at in S___ (IRL, it's in a verdant, green environment, not desert-like at all).
It works, the lighting causes them to blow up. J___, someone in the environmental group I belong to in real life, is with us and I've been told I can't let her see me using my powers. They tell me to create some kind of magical cloak so that she won't see it when I shoot lightning at the tanks.
There's a tall guy helping me, who I seem to be acquainted with, and who also has some kind of power, but I'm not clear on what it is. He has a distinct face and isn't handsome, but isn't homely either (dream character, unfamiliar to me now that I'm awake).
My next task is to melt trays of material that have gotten stuck to each other -- they've been trying to pull them apart and they can't. It takes me a little while, but after shooting lightning at them for a bit, I get them all apart. By now, though, the people I'm helping are beginning to take my magical power for granted and barely acknowledge what I've just done for them.
I wake up.
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