My dream started with motocross. It has been on my mind a lot lately, so I'm not surprised it showed up in a dream. My dad and I had to put on a little show before the races were on, even though we were only Okay the crowd, so they gave us trials bikes and told us to go hit a double. That was really strange. Buy after we were sitting on the side of the track, and there was a huge natural rock wall blocking what was on the other and it had a decent sized hole in it. I was just sitting there, while my dad appeared to be polishing something. I don't really know. This K's a really strange thing here. My mind has also been on marching band and drum corps lately, and as I crawled to the other side of the rock wall to see another part of the motocross track, I looked to the right and saw a drum corps, all dressed in black, performing a show. But none of them had their instruments. But they marched around as if they did. I found that really odd.
Later on, my cousin and I went to Texas for some reason. We parked in a parking lot and we decided to go to different stores. I chose the mall, and he chose a little strip mall. The mall I went in was odd. People took their shoes off at the door like it was a house. This mall didn't look much like a mall, but I didn't explore much. As I walked, I heard some people making fun of Detroit for the fact that they lost out to Austin in getting the X Games. I stopped to talk to them, as it angered me because living very close to Detroit I wanted the X Games to be there. So I argued with the person, but realized that 2 old family friends were sitting around the table. I used to be best friends with one of them, and the other was his brother. So I talked to them for a while, about how they had moved to Texas and such (even though they haven't in real life). As I went to leave, as I was putting my shoes back on, I saw a gigantic spider, but it didn't look like it could occur in real life, but it's hard to describe through text why I feel this way. Regardless, I killed it because I hate spiders. As I looked through the glass doors to the exit, I saw a tarantula. I am very afraid of spiders, so I didn't want to go out, but I did. When my cousin and I met back up in the parking lot, as we drove away we saw a police man. I can't really remember what happened, but he was extremely kind.
I am so confused by these dreams.