{"id":457,"date":"2024-04-18T09:31:13","date_gmt":"2024-04-18T13:31:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nilahmagruder.com\/blog\/?p=457"},"modified":"2024-04-18T09:34:04","modified_gmt":"2024-04-18T13:34:04","slug":"jurassic-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nilahmagruder.com\/blog\/2024\/04\/18\/jurassic-dreams\/","title":{"rendered":"Jurassic Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"boldgrid-section\">\n<div class=\"container\">\n<div class=\"row\">\n<div class=\"col-lg-12 col-md-12 col-xs-12 col-sm-12\">\n<p>I have recurring dreams.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">One of these recurring dreams is <em><strong>Jurassic Park<\/strong><\/em>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">Why, oh why do I dream about Jurassic Park?<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">It is one of my favorite movies, but I tell you now, it makes a terrible dream scenario, especially my subconscious&#8217;s version of it.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">A day in JP is just like a day at any theme park. You get there in the morning so you can spend the day. You walk around. You take pictures with the more docile dinosaurs.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">The majority of your time is rather peaceful.<\/p>\n<p>But you&#8217;re always listening for screams. The screams will tell you if one of the dangerous ones are coming through.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">The dinosaurs just walk around freely. They can go anywhere. There are no cages. I don&#8217;t know how this place stays open.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">I prefer when it&#8217;s the T-rex. She&#8217;s big, easy to see coming, and there&#8217;s just one of her.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">More frequent, of course, are the velociraptors.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">People are good about yelling to let everyone know. You scatter. Find someplace really good to hide where the dinosaur can&#8217;t see you, but you can see it. You&#8217;re paying to see dinosaurs, after all. Just don&#8217;t get eaten.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">They&#8217;re going to eat somebody. It doesn&#8217;t matter as long as it&#8217;s <em><strong>not you<\/strong><\/em>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">Eventually it&#8217;s over. You get away and run to some other part of the park, or the dinosaur moves along, and you continue your day.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">The dream plays out in a series of snippets, brief moments of my day. In the final dream, I was waiting for my mom to pick me up and someone spotted a velociraptor. I shouted, <em><strong>OUTSIDE!<\/strong> <\/em>I was herding a friend who was panicking to a hiding place. That&#8217;s when I woke up.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">Alone in the dark, it takes a moment to remember that dinosaurs are extinct.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">I lie in bed and try to process quietly so I don&#8217;t wake my pets. Try to remember what is real and what is not. The dog turns over in sleep. The cat has noticed I&#8217;m awake. Their little friendly sounds make my heart race. I have to pee. I pretend I don&#8217;t until I can convince myself it&#8217;s safe to move. I wonder why I even had this stupid dream and review everything I ate the previous day.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">I check my phone. My friends in California are awake. They&#8217;re in the group chat talking about learning languages and how English is dumb.<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">And for just a little while, in this post-Jurassic world that only exists at 2:20 am, none of the problems in my life seem nearly as bad as getting eaten.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have recurring dreams. One of these recurring dreams is Jurassic Park. Why, oh why do I dream about Jurassic Park? 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