So a friend of mine who is into such things told me that zombies are apparenlty a very powerful dream symbol. If you are a zombie in your dream, you are feeling “deadened” emotionally and spiritually by the daily grind. If you are fighting zombies, you feel like real life is trying to drag you down and drown you. What was very interesting about my zombie dream is that I kept switching perspective. At one moment I’d be a zombie running around in the woods, and at the next I’d be one of the dirty, sweaty and scared group of people running away from the zombies. It was very disorienting, actually. And pretty uncommon for me – I usually retain one viewpoint through an entire dream, unless my “view” is out of the scene entirely (like an arial third person view, although I still identify one of the people in the scene as me). What we came up with is this: I often feel like real life is closing in, suffocating me. And that it would be much easier to give up and be the world’s lab rat than it would be to keep fighting and keep things around me feeling fresh. So maybe the “it would be easier this way” aspect of it is what had me switching perspective. Or maybe I feel like I am going down fighting, but I am going down just the same. That would also explain it.

Cheerful, no? Anyway, those were our theories.

Interestingly, this friend confessed that she too has zombie dreams – she’s in a house fighting them off and they keep coming back. And Cap’n Mike appears to be in an undead-centric phase himself. Odd. Maybe it’s an approaching-thirty subconscious crisis? It is just funny to me that it is surfacing for several of us at the same time.

“Blue Zombies” would make a great band name …