Dreams (pt. 1)
So yesterday I randomly decided I was going to try and start writing down my dreams so I could remember some of them. I rarely remember any of my dreams after I’ve been awake for five minutes or so, so this should beinteresting. Here are accounts of the two dreams I remembered last night.
The first, I don’t remember that well and didn’t write a detailed account of it. I was awake for a few minutes between the first and second dream; that’s how I had a chance to write down both. I don’t think I’d remember more than one dream at all if I didn’t wake up a few times throughout the night so I had a chance to write them down. The second, I remember a little better but not fully. I know there was another I had and woke up after, but didn’t feel like writing down for some reason and now I don’t remember it at all. I’m sure there may have been even more that I never remembered after awaking at all.
- What I wrote down was “slipped/van/ice.” I remember it being right on my own road.
- Here’s what I remember: I was going to be late for school and somehow knew that my family had plans to take my somewhere with a bus filled with a few members of my family in it after school. As I was walking into school late, I saw my aunt (where you first enter the school) and almost said hi, but did not because I was going to be late for class. I had some kind of video tape that someone gave me and he told me that he’d hold onto it during class because the teacher would be madder if he caught me with it. At first I refused, but shortly after I gave it to him anyway. While in class, I realized that there was invisible water in the classroom covering half my body. There was no actual wetness, but I could push the water around and such. One girl in the class made a curious remark of the surprising fact that there was water in the class. I splashed some of the non-wet water and all of a sudden there were drops of water covering the desks. I don’t remember any details about what the last two words I wrote had to do with anything, but here they are: trouble | laughing. I remember the teacher being annoyed, but I only vaguely remember laughing. I’m pretty sure I laughed and got in trouble sometime after I splashed the water, though.
So there you go. Enjoy reading about my meaningless dreams. Meaningful and well though out post on a subject that’s actually interesting to come sometime in the future.
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