Well fuck. I spelled his name wrong.
But the dream was still just as real.
Well fuck. I spelled his name wrong.
But the dream was still just as real.
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Some background: I have extremely vivid dreams, and very very often I have absolute nightmares. I dream of stuff like the end of the world, my kids dying, getting fired, my house burning, people killing me, aliens killing me... The list can go on and on, but my mind never fails to find something to make my sleep time a complete horror story. And sometimes I'll have several nightmares in a night.
Last night was different.
It was a short dream, but I can see it in my head like it happened just a moment ago. My dreams are normally pretty clear, but this was absolutely life-like.
My family and I (and a lot of other people) were standing on the Yacht Club jetty in the San Francisco marina, watching a massive zeppelin fly in over the bay. It was quite a thing to see in person, and it was flying the German flag. The day was clear, the water was calm, and the sun was warm - it was serene and could not have been more perfect.
At one point, being utterly fascinated by the sight, I commented that it was just amazing. And then I heard someone speak, just to my right, with a thick German accent: "Yah, it is very good."
I turned and looked, and saw a head of black hair and two piercing blue eyes meet mine. Adolf Hitler was standing next to me.
Not wanting to be weird about it, I said literally, "Oh hey! Wow! Yeah, I love zeppelins. When I was a kid, I had big posters of the Graf Zeppelin and the Hindenburg on the walls of my room." [This is true I did have those posters. And not one of the Hindenburg crashing. The poster I had was of the Hindenburg flying.]
Adolf looked a bit surprised, his eyes flitted over the crowd, and he said quietly "Be careful. Many here do not like those symbols."
"Oh I know", I replied, "But I don't care. I've always loved the engineering feats of these massive ships and I love what the Germans did with technology back in the day."
Adolf's eyes lit up and he smiled at me and said "You are a good boy." Then, he clapped me on the right shoulder, and turned back to watch the zeppelin.
And that was it.
I don't ever dream of historical figures. Aside from my family, I seldom ever dream of any real people. But last night was different. And it was awesome.
Some background: I have extremely vivid dreams, and very very often I have absolute nightmares. I dream of stuff like the end of the world, my kids dying, getting fired, my house burning, people killing me, aliens killing me... The list can go on and on, but my mind never fails to find something to make my sleep time a complete horror story. And sometimes I'll have several nightmares in a night.
Last night was different.
It was a short dream, but I can see it in my head like it happened just a moment ago. My dreams are normally pretty clear, but this was absolutely life-like.
My family and I (and a lot of other people) were standing on the Yacht Club jetty in the San Francisco marina, watching a massive zeppelin fly in over the bay. It was quite a thing to see in person, and it was flying the German flag. The day was clear, the water was calm, and the sun was warm - it was serene and could not have been more perfect.
At one point, being utterly fascinated by the sight, I commented that it was just amazing. And then I heard someone speak, just to my right, with a thick German accent: "Yah, it is very good."
I turned and looked, and saw a head of black hair and two piercing blue eyes meet mine. Adolf Hitler was standing next to me.
Not wanting to be weird about it, I said literally, "Oh hey! Wow! Yeah, I love zeppelins. When I was a kid, I had big posters of the Graf Zeppelin and the Hindenburg on the walls of my room." [This is true I did have those posters. And not one of the Hindenburg crashing. The poster I had was of the Hindenburg flying.]
Adolf looked a bit surprised, his eyes flitted over the crowd, and he said quietly "Be careful. Many here do not like those symbols."
"Oh I know", I replied, "But I don't care. I've always loved the engineering feats of these massive ships and I love what the Germans did with technology back in the day."
Adolf's eyes lit up and he smiled at me and said "You are a good boy." Then, he clapped me on the right shoulder, and turned back to watch the zeppelin.
And that was it.
I don't ever dream of historical figures. Aside from my family, I seldom ever dream of any real people. But last night was different. And it was awesome.
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