June 14th Dream of Entrapment

was walking to school with a backpack on. I ran into some people on the soccer field kicking a miniature purple soccer ball around, so I stepped in and played with it for a bit before passing the ball back to the girls who had it first. I kept walking, this time I was shirtless and my backpack was buckled around my waist. I noticed several people I knew from high school, wearing the white JV soccer jerseys: Ben, Bruel and Spresser – as well as my old coast. Bruel saw me and asked what I was doing, and I said going to school. The coach then shook my hand, his large yet weak hand hardly passing for a handshake. I didn't like him and could hardly understand him over his thick Austrian accent. I kept walking, trying to get to school, but I got lost. Next thing I know I find myself in an endless labyrinth of an office building. I check the time and it's 2 PM already (or maybe it was 5?), and I was getting late for class. I begin running through the building, trying to figure out how to get out so I can find myself to class. I stumble into a room with some asshole sitting at a desk – shredding papers or something. I run past him and he tells me I need to check in. I tell him it's not important, I just want to get out so tell me where the exit is. He tells me it's right behind me through the doors. I retrace my steps to where he designated and find myself in some board room with high level execs. They look at me skeptically, then frantically, after in a panic I start banging on the large window which is 3 stories up, willing to simply create an exit for myself. The elastic glass reverberates violently but fails to even crack. Frustrated, I run to the next room, hoping for more glass that is lower to the ground. This time I'm on the second floor. I crack my elbow against the glass and it shatters. I jump out the window onto the lawn and start running. At this point I am aware that the execs in the previous room are alarmed and warn their officers not to let me escape. Apparently I was in some sort of containment ward. I run, but I'm not quite on the streets. I'm in some bizarre water park or something. As I run forward, some crazy fucking thing with an apple for a head runs toward me – but not exactly at me. He is running from children chasing him. As he approached me he stutter steps a bit, unsure how to prevaricate my advance. Instinctively, as I refuse to stop, I pick him up in one hand and take a bite out of his head before discarding him to the forthcoming kids. I keep running, but somehow I think I need to descend, so I do so through. I was on some canopy before, but now I am descending through a deep thicket – jumping from tree to tree more rapid than humanly possible. I realize the futility of this effort, so I ascend again, making my way down to some swimming pool. I jump in and wade through. I see a girl I know at the end so before I get out I kiss her briefly, then step back and by the look on her face I could tell I didn't actually know her, so I apologized and kept moving.

At this point, my reconstructive short term memory fails me. I think I thereafter finally escape from the park, but I don't recall the details of it. Pretty tripping though, eh? I didn't even have anything to drink last night.