Normal dream quality. Not a complete story just random scenes from last night.
I’m sleeping on the floor, I start to get up and see my children both aged around three (They are more than 2 years apart in age in real life aged 15 and 12). They are laying facing each other giggling. I smile and I see that they are planning on tickling the feet of themselves, both of them aged around 8. I start looking around and understand that there are more of them. All the children seem happy and healthy. I understand that they are clone children. I start to worry about how I’m going to get identification for them all so we can travel and they can go to school.
I’m in a small room of grey stone. There are people dressed like they are into sorcery. The head lady tells me that it’s time to banish me. I’m not afraid only curious. I walk to a stone table with a bowl of what looks like wine in it. I reach to put my fingers in the wine while I wonder if this lady is an ancient god from myth.
I’m in a field with a sharp drop off into a crevice about 5 feet across. There is a wooden slab over the crevice with about 5 middle school boys riding on four wheelers across it. I hear adults warning the boys that the crevice is active. I realize that was where I just came from with the questionable people.
I’m walking and I see a little fenced in area with around 10 ponies and a group of children around 5 years old. The ponies are being tolerant and kind to the children. I’m watching them across the street when a pony comes and sniffs my neck and stays there. His lips and teeth touching me but not biting. I remember that these are the mean ponies. Finally the pony walks away. I walk a little further and realize that we are feet away from a beautiful beach and ocean. I can’t enjoy it with the mean ponies around and head back.
My family and I have just moved into an apartment. I can’t figure out why we have moved and start getting upset. Before waking up I find we have a working ice maker. I think, well at least we have ice.