[*Anya*]

Originally Posted by cinnamongrrl

I had a dream there were zombies in the world and people mostly existed with them. Sometimes they would have an episode and attack people...but it didn't really run people's lives that they were there.

So one day there's a zombie attack in my town. Everyone's going to safety. I, for whatever reason, am at the mall. On a bike. So I'm in the mall and trying to escape zombies. I see my boss (in my dream he's the big black guy from the movie Dave...he played his secret service agent that likes sweater vests but feels his neck is too big)

Any way my boss is in trouble with the zombies so I cruise by on my bike and tell him to get on. So he does. And we drive until there's a big metal gate and we can't to any further. Then we turn around and have to negotiate the zombies that have followed us then suddenly I'm outside and I ride my bike home. Its a house I've never seen. Inside is a family I don't know but they're mine. I go to the basement (of course!) and check that everything is secure. My parents are very nonchalant. I tell my dad there's a door that won't latch and ask him to fix it. He thinks I'm being too reactionary. Ok fine. You have your brains eaten dad. I'll watch.

I can say I played a zombie game with my daughter. Other than that...no friggin clue

I almost never remember my dreams and if I do, they are never cool like yours!