Strange dreams

I had the oddest dreams last night.

In one, I was at some type of park with my mother, father and Aunt B. There was a marine exhibit but it was not clearly marked which areas were open to the public and which were private. I kept wandering off into the private ones. I felt safe though because the only animal that was dangerous was the Polar Bear and bears never hurt me in dreams. (Seriously...never.) Anywho, at one point my father and I both wandered into some sort of Under The Sea style exhibit and we were walking on a path with tanks on both sides. I turned around and the tanks had met right in front of where my father was standing. He was not underwater, he was just on the other side of two sides of thick glass with water in between. Apparently, the sea turtles that were swimming around approved of us and they let the walls separate again. Mind you...he was never underwater but when he met me on the other side and we walked out together...he was soaking wet. Although, the only person that saw him as soaking wet was me. Nobody else saw it. I was asking everyone if they could see it because I was looking for someone else who could see that he was wet from head to toe and dripping water. It felt important to find someone who could see it because if they could see it, they were one of us...as in have the same outlook or understanding...or something like that.

That is when we walked into another room where my Aunt and Mom were and I started taking photographs using a new lens. Photos of architectural features on buildings out the window of the marine area...but the buildings were in China. I know they were because I made a mental note to market them as photos of Chinese-Western architecture.

There were other odd features in the dream too. Dolphins swimming totally stationary in a way that they looked like they were standing on their heads, a tank that had a giant fish that soaked the crowd every few minutes when it flicked it's fin. The fish wasn't a whale. I never found the whale tank even though I looked for it throughout the entire dream. And even though I was not personally afraid of the bear because I never am in dreams, the reoccurring fear that it will go after someone else was there. I was afraid that someone would get close to the bear when I was not there and could not "control" it.

My other dream was about genealogy and I remember seeing names in flashed. Names that I did not know but thought to myself in my dream, "Remember this when you wake up!" Of course, I forgot every one of them. I also dreamt about some information having to do with a grandfather. One of the Joseph Fairchilds. But, of course, I forgot that too.