My high school, motorcycles, snake on the sidewalk, purse eating creature dream.

I dreamed I was at my old high school.  I was attending classes that I had already attended 40 years prior, so I thought to myself “Why am I reliving high school?  I have already done this, so I believe I will just go home.”

So, as I am leaving to go find the bus (because that is how we got around in high school),  I hear the rumble of motorcycles.  They were antique and unusual motorcycles, some with sidecars, and they were parading through the high school grounds.

I get to the corner where we used to catch the bus, only to find that the bus schedule had changed from 40 years prior, so I decide to walk home.  As I am walking, I notice someone is following me so I cross the street.  This person follows me all the way home.  It just so happens home, in this case, is the home I grew up in, which is a 45 minute walk from the high school.

On the way, in the old neighborhood, I come across a giant snake on a sidewalk.  I tell the girl following me to back off, because this snake is huge.  The snake comes toward me, and I grab a stick and sling it into the street where it meets an untimely fate underneath the wheels of a car.  Just as I think we are safe from the snake, this creature appears out of nowhere and firmly clamps down on my purse.  I reach inside the creature’s mouth and grab my purse.  When I do that, it shrivels up into what looks like a pile of leaves.

Finally, I make it to my childhood home, (which in real life no longer exists, and has been replaced by a Walgreens), and am thrilled to see it is still standing.  Inside the garage I find my brother, who is heading up a garage sale, and trying to adopt out a litter of puppies.

I did manage to lose the girl who was following me.

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My shoes on the roof dream

Not long ago, I dreamed there were about 15 people squatting in the vacant house behind my back yard.  About 5 or 6 of those people were inside my yard, drinking beer and having a bonfire.  Of course, I promptly kicked them out of my yard.  They all retreated to the empty house, and were partying and dancing in the windows and were tearing down all the drapes.  They had thrown all their shoes on top of the roof.  And they kept jumping the fence to get back into my yard.  I immediately called the police, and the dispatcher said “Oh, I have never had a call like this before, so I will have to turn this over to the department that fills out paperwork…please hold.”