First Dream:
I was in the ociean, the water was deep blue- beautiful. I told a friend to go swim in the deeper area, to see if any interesting fish encountered him. I was afraid of losing my earrings, so I got out.
Second:
I was at a rundown zoo area, which I had come back to photograph with friends. It was even worse this second time around, and I started framing a shot of sortof part of an elephant, and some school busses. It looked like what was left of the elephant was surprised and terrified. Right as I was about to take the shot, a lion ran infront of me, over to my friend Ed and started mauling him. We tried getting the lion off of him, and I took a bloody, robotic part of him – threw it up over a fence, and climbed up to try and help him. I had to play with wires in his voicebox to get him able to talk again. I actually, physically, spoke the word “Ed”, which is what woke me up.