so weird
I’ve often had library dreams, and disaster dreams, and occasionally library disaster dreams. Last night’s wasn’t really a disaster but it was very weird and funny to wake up and remember. I was at the circulation desk trying to pick up a lot of little papers I’d dropped, when a patron came to the desk with a fire hose and said “I’m going to shoot that book.”
I said no, and got the nozzle and put it up against my stomach so that he couldn’t shoot the book. He shot me instead, and he was mad. I saw the head librarian and said “He just tried to shoot our books!”
The librarian grabbed the shooter and I called the police.
Later I dreamt that someone was using a bulldozer in our backyard. What’s more, they were driving it on top of our bulldozer, which wasn’t very nice.