I Open The Doors To My Dreams

It's late afternoon. I'm at the bus station in Leiderdorp, waiting for bus 100 to take me home to Leiden. The Leiderdorp bus station is a large square in the center of town, a busy regional hub where countless buses come and go on their way to destinations all over the country. I've been here many times in previous dreams, even though this location doesn't exist in the real world. One of the people waiting at the bus stop is a young man with a dog. He explains that he needs to deliver his dog to "number 62", but he doesn't know where that is, and he has very little time. I tell him that it's not far from where we are, and that it wouldn't be any trouble for me to take the dog there. He is very grateful and hands over the dog leash. I leave the bus stop with the dog. It's a friendly, brown, long-haired animal with long ears, who is happy to be with me. Because the destination is nearby I go on foot, but at the same time we find ourselves inside ...

Mirjam and I need to go out of town, and we take the bus to get there. However, the bus is quite full, and it gets very hot inside. Many passengers take off their coats, and put them on a coat rack that has appeared next to the exit - eliminating the seats and passengers that were previously there. I hang up my coat as well. We reach our destination more quickly than I expect, and while Mirjam hops off the bus as soon as it stops, I still have to search for my coat. It got buried under several layers of other coats, and by the time I have recovered it the bus is moving again. And it keeps moving; there are no more stops after the one where Mirjam got off the bus. The quality of the road steadily deteriorates, while the landscape becomes more barren. The intensity of the light increases. All passengers except me dissolve into thin air. I know we've reached the end of the world when we pass a weathered road sign saying "End of the World". The area looks like a scene from...

There is an emergency situation at work and many employees are working late. The company restaurant has remained open, and the kitchen has improvised a dinner. I collect my dinner at the counter, and sit down at a table near the window. Looking out the window I realize that the company is no longer situated in Leiden, but in Den Haag. Something unpleasant happening in the street outside the window captures my attention; I jump up and run outside. At the bus stop in front of the company building I get into the first bus that arrives. Inside it's dark, and I can't see the other passengers properly, even though the bus is very full, with many people standing. The passengers are ghost-like, as if made of smoke, and none of them move or speak. The bus doesn't produce any sound either. I nervously wait for the bus to arrive at the final stop. However, before this happens I once again experience something urgent, and I jump off the bus at the next stop. This appears to be the stop...