Dream log

Decided to keep one of these. Don't expect it to be updated a lot, since I usually forget my dreams as soon as I wake up. But in case I don't, then I'll write them down here! Dates are the date when I woke up from the dream. Beware, insanity ahead!

Previous posts about dreams: 2025-04-21, 2026-03-30

2026-04-04

I was telling people a story about this flight attendant. Apparently something was wrong with the flight she was on, but she piloted the flight and got everyone to safety and was regarded as a hero.

And then suddenly I'm in the story. It happened a long time ago, but now I'm inside of it, experiencing it as I walk. I sat in a car with the flight attendant (it seemed like the kind of sightseeing buses, all window with barely anything to block your sight. Or because I'm dreaming so I can see everything anyways), driving to the plane. And then suddenly we're on there. There may be a gap of events I don't remember, but now the pilots and all the first-class passengers disappeared.

The plane was… waking me wouldn't describe it as a plane. It was like a building that dream me somehow just believed was a plane. I walked around exploring, walked past a big spot that looked like a wedding restaurant where there's a big stage and a bunch of tables, and then I came across these elevators. Two of them are for normal passengers, and the third was reserved for first-class passengers. There were 3 floors, I was on the first. For the normal elevators, one of them only carried you to the second floor, and the other only carried you to the third. But the first-class elevator stops on all three floors. So I went in that one, wondering why they couldn't have just made the normal elevator stop on all three floors too. I exited out, it was either the second floor or the third I don't remember, and there was just this creepy space that looked like either an airport terminal or a subway station, eerily dark blue with no one there. I realized this was a place where only first-class passengers could reach, which is why they had to awkwardly design two different normal elevators, because of architectural reasons and they had to maneuver the normal passengers around the place.

I went back to the restaurant area and sat down with the heroic flight attendant at a table (who was apparently not piloting the plane at the moment but who the fuck knows). She received a note saying "I'm at the Architectural Archipelago. Come meet me — Hitler." It was in German but I understood it. The flight attendant seemed super hyped at the prospect of meeting Hitler. I woke up, but presumably if I hadn't she was going to fly us to the Architectural Archipelago next.

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