It's weird, but some of my good dreams seem to have something to do with the zombie apocalypse. They are always so vivid and as scary as the situation is it's the non-zombie parts that make the dreams good...the people who come together and unite against it, for instance.
In the most recent version of this recurring dream, I was trapped with my co-workers. One of them, someone I look up to, but am not close with, started singing and this peace came over all of us, even though the world was literally (I normally don't care for "literally" since it's so often used it's lost all meaning) going to Hell.
The song, not so surprisingly if you think about it, was "Ave Maria." Between actually having heard this person sing it before in real life (marvelously so, at that!) and it being in a horror movie I watched the same night I had the dream, it makes its own kind of sense.
Since dream interpretation aspires (or seems to) to be one thing to many people, I often find it kind of lacking, but I still checked this site out for "zombie" dreams: read here
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