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The zombies I’m used to…it was the college element that freaked me out. They’re two reoccurring themes packed into one idea. The walking dead just made an appearance in this one. It didn’t last long. I had a dream that I went back to college. It was an unnamed place, but I saw some people I used to go to high school with.

I saw them at a table, said a quick “How’s it going,” and went on my way. It looked like a few people from a couple grades below me. People I knew, but didn’t know all that well. So I was kind of in a college style commons, and there were a few zombies. I was debating whether to fight or not, but I didn’t have a weapon, so I said screw it. Who wants to get bit by a zombie? I at least need a club or something if I’m going to defend myself against a few of them.

Of all the symbols in my dreams as of late, I get zombies about three times a month or so. It’s different lately though, because they aren’t really that scary anymore. Either I run away and escape them, or I beat the crap out of them. I get that primary chill you get when you shudder, but since the first couple dreams, I don’t really fear for my life. I don’t wake up sweating.