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I had an odd dream last night. Not freaky as they usually are, but interesting.

I *think* I was back in college and I was planning a project to test creek water for heavy metals. The creek I had chosen was Lynn Camp Creek, which is the creek that I basically played in growing up. It’s not a small body of water for the most part, as it runs through my hometown and extends as far as a couple of towns to the North and South. It is very wide and shallow in some places, and narrower and deep in others. When it rains it can really fill up. Kids are fascinated by running water and I was no exception to that. I loved playing near that creek, catching crawdads and the occasional catfish. The feeling of mud and moss squishing through your toes is actually very satisfying.

Engineer Street Bridge
Engineer Street Bridge over Lynn Camp Creek, Corbin, KY


Anyway, back to the dream. When I ran this plan to the mayor’s office, they balked and said I couldn’t do the testing. Now why I needed their permission to sample water from a public creek I’ll never know. I easily could just go to the county portions outside the city limits and ignore them anyway. Undeterred, I’d already mapped out where I was going to sample and even included on the diagram the locations where I’d fallen in as a kid. This part is real by the way, as you can’t play near water on a nearly daily basis as a kid and not occasionally slip.

Before I could get the plan into action, I’d stopped by the lab to check on the analytical part of my plan and ran into my sister who was a scientist there too. This part is pure fiction. My sis hated chemistry.

The dream didn’t go anywhere after that. I woke up and was in a rush to work or I’d have posted this earlier with more details. It was a good dream nevertheless.

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Date: 2014-07-31 06:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrdreamjeans.livejournal.com
The photo reminds of the small town in NW Pennsylvania where I lived from ages 7-12. By small, I mean 500 people.

Thanks for sharing a bit of your history ...

Date: 2014-08-01 11:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kybearfuzz.livejournal.com
One of my happier memories of my hometown really. That creek and I have history :)

Date: 2014-08-01 01:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mrdreamjeans.livejournal.com
Yes, I remember where I've been skinny-dipping, too! :)

Date: 2014-08-01 03:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] maxauburn.livejournal.com
That was an interesting dream and backstory, but what your dream really needs is more giant robots in it! ;)

Date: 2014-08-01 12:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kybearfuzz.livejournal.com
I never go the robot route. Usually they are phantom vampire zombie hedgehogs, or something...

Date: 2014-08-02 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mort-83.livejournal.com
This post actually reminds me of two dreams I actually remember! Both happened in grad school. One was a dream of the field and forest where I grew up. It didn't exist anymore by that time, but in the dream it was just like I remember it. Extremely clear and defined.

The other dream happened during a really stressful time in grad school. In the dream I had come into the lab in the morning, getting ready to sequence DNA (back then we did it essentially by hand) only to find my sister in a lab coat, running the equipment, I remember being very confused and then even more confused when she showed me her data and was trying to troubleshoot a technical problem. What was weird was that she sounds perfectly normal, like she knew what she was talking about. Which, in reality she would have had no idea.

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