I find I have some really really bizare dreams, especially during 1–2hr naps. (probably always have them but these are the ones I tend to remember.)
The most recent one I had was I was somehow chosen to fly a one man shuttle to some distant planet to explore it. It was a very basic all white shuttle with only three controls inside. Two were like on a boats throttle controls and the other was a turn knob. The shuttle had a small bed inside, a desk, chair and that was it. The ship could also be collapsed for easy transport.(like those blow up jumpy things for kids) I remember flying to the planet but when I got there I was unsure of how to land so I set myself in orbit around one of its moons that was covered in water and waiting for contact from earth for more directions on how to land it. For some reason I wasn’t taught how to do this before take off. While in orbit the ship started spinning out of control and I remember thinking no big deal I’m in space, no gravity, whatever. I then recieved the instructions on ow to land and proceeded toward the planet. All of a sudden I realized i was coming in too fastand I realized I was seeing trees below me and houses much like earth. I managed to land without crashing and realized I was actually in a town near my house somehow.
When I landed I got out and secured the ship and then contacted space control and asked for a pick up. They didn’t believe I ever actually left earth , no one there believed me except for one guy and my fiance. Since the ship was undamaged they allowed me to try the mission again.
The next week I set out again. Once again I made it to this planet at the edge of our solar system and that took a month to travel to. Once again upon entering the planets atmosphere I found myself on earth except this time on re-entry some auto defense system fired a missle at my ship. At the last second I disengaged the back of the ship, saving me and allowing for a safe landing. This time I landed somehow in the woods 20 min from my house. Again I called space control to get picked up. This time no one had memory of either of my attempts except for that same guy and my fiance. Everyone thought I was making the whole thing up.
I agrued that there must be some sort of wormhole that kept seding me back to earth, especially since I kept getting sent back to essentially the same area on this giant planet. I asked if there were any cameras aboard the ship that would prove it but there weren’t so I said I wanted to go again, except this time with cameras and a small crew but they wouldn’t allow it.
I remember fighting to be able to go again and finally after all these issues they allowed me to make the voyage one last time. And then I woke up…
I have some weird dreams lol