The dream I remember from last night’s main sleep period was segmented and non-lucid. In both segments I was a college student, probably a grad student, sharing an off-campus apartment in Bloomington, IN, with two other guys, they both students, too. Though the dreaming was in full-color and included some spoken dialog and tactile elements, I can only remember the outlines now.
In the first segment I was a computer geek while both my roommates were much more into nearly constant partying than anything else. I found their behavior quite annoying. I was also annoyed at how many folks in my circle of acquaintances kept pestering me with computer related questions and problems.
In the second segment one of my roommates was replaced by another who was not only louder and more obnoxious, but psychotic as well. He and I really didn’t get along! A constant sub-theme of this dream segment was whether he or I was going to force the other out of our shared apartment.
The main theme of this second segment involved an academic project in which I had become involved. It was led by a faculty advisor who looked like G. Gordon Liddy and who clearly had some mysterious government connections. Our project was building a ground-launched, guided missile with a payload the nature of which I wondered about. My task was developing the missile’s guidance system, and that was sufficiently challenging enough that I never got around to asking many questions about other aspects of the program. I do remember wondering, though, why the advisor insisted we take the missile to Cincinnati, Ohio, to test-fire it.
