My dreams last night were very random and some parts of them were so silly and strange so here they are. Note: last night I showed Malik a picture of David Bowie in one of his Labyrinth costumes, so that's how he figures in this dream, but I can't really account for many of the other aspects that are weird.
At one point I was in a very large cathedral like building and the group of people was there for a stake conference. I was running a bit late and was looking in at all the doors to see if I could find my family. When I peeked into the set of doors that was closest to the front podium, I saw that Bret and Jacob (Wall) were sitting on the stand and were going to be speaking. I was kind of surprised that Bret hadn't told me that he was speaking and then noticed that all of his family and my kids were sitting in the front row together. There wasn't a spot available for me, so I went around to a side room and remembered that I had put a bottle of water into the freezer so it would be cold. I wanted to get it out before it froze completely, but when I opened the freezer, it was no longer there. I looked around to try and figure out who would have taken it, and I saw an open door and President Hettinger was sitting at a long table drinking my water! He looked out and smiled and lifted the water towards me in a gesture of gratitude, but I definitely wasn't glad that he took my water bottle and felt exceptionally annoyed that he took it.
I then went to the back of the cathedral in the hopes of finding a seat, but was instantly distracted from the conference by the appearance of a group of men in white descending from the top of the roof on a chain and platform thingy. As they got closer I realized that the main person was David Bowie dressed in an outlandish, all white get up with crazy hair like in Labyrinth. He stepped off the platform and offered for me to use his flying horse in order to hurry to rescue someone (not quite sure who) from this school that was only accessible from flying into it. There was another person that was wanting to ride the horse with me, but she couldn't hold on well enough when the horse took off into the air and she fell off. I kept going and soon was at the walls and a gate to this school. I flew over the top, but then there were all these stairs that we had to walk down. It was so weird trying to stay on a horse with wings while he was maneuvering down these wrought iron spiral stair cases. Somehow we got through those and found our way to the gymnasium of this school.
The lighting was very dim and there was a blue curtain on the stage. There were children everywhere and I felt a sense of hostility from them. I wanted to fly away on the horse, but somehow it had turned into this plastic horse and I was trying desperately to get it to fly by running around yelling "fly, fly, flly!!!!" then jumping into the air trying to get it to lift off. It didn't work of course and eventually I went out into one of the hallways where I saw my friend Kim H sitting there with her daughter. I sat down to talk to her but she was polishing a badge on the front of her shirt telling me that I had to get a badge from the university in order to continue talking to her and get any type of communication or answers from her. I needed to know where the kid was that I was supposed to be rescuing, and she knew, but like I said, she wouldn't tell me anything until I got more educated.
After that I woke up briefly because Bret's alarm went off for him to go to basketball. I fell back asleep for a little while and in that time had a kind of strange dream.
I was in my bed and I heard people out in the living room. So I went out there and saw my mom and Enok sitting on the couch in the room with the blue wall. I heard a very, very soft knock on the door.I was concerned because scruffy didn't bark at all, which made me feel uneasy because he barks at everything. Then the knock comes again, just as soft and disconcerting. I decide that I could just look through the peep hole and figure out who it is. But as I stand up to go do that, I get this overwhelming sense of foreboding that I SHOULD NOT look through the peep hole because there is a high probability that there was someone on the other side with a shot gun just waiting for me to put my eye to that peep hole ready to blow my head off. But then my brain tells me that is so stupid because if there were someone sketchy out there, scruffy for sure would be barking like crazy letting us know of a menacing presence. So again, I start towards the door to look out the peep hole and again feel a tremendous sense of DON'T LOOK OUT THERE!!! And while all this is going on in my mind, the soft knocking comes again and I think, maybe this is a diversionary tactic and the robbers (because that is now what I think the person/people outside are) are just trying to distract us while they surround the house and come in and shoot us all up. I grab my phone to dial 911 and tell my mom and Enok that we are going to sneak out the side door and out the gate, but even as I think this my brain then thinks that is a stupid idea because of course the bad guys are all out front just waiting for us to try and escape. Meanwhile, I keep waiting and waiting for the phone to connect to 911 and somehow it never does and I feel hopeless and just know that this is the end.
Then I woke up because Jarek's alarm clock went off and woke me up.
22 January 2016
20 January 2016
Dream January 19/20
I keep having these weird dreams all this week. That could be due to the fact that I am reading a book that is about this woman who keeps toggling between the real world and a dream world. At any rate, I think I am going to start recording my strange dreams here on my flash blog since I haven't been actually writing any flash fiction. .
Dream from January 19th, waking up to January 20th.
As in most cases with dreams, I can only remember the last bits of it from right before I wake up.
In my dream, where I remember from, I am in a classroom and it is dark in the room and there are a bunch of students of all ages and both genders. My teacher is someone that I know, but now that I am awake, I cannot recall exactly who it was, but he was a person of some authority in my life. Anyhow, he passed out a project/paper we had turned in and I was so distraught that I had only received an 88% on it, especially since I felt like I had put a lot of time and effort into it. I asked what it was that I did wrong to get such a poor grade. He pulled my project up on an overhead and started showing me that the grade was lowered because I didn't get all the lines perpendicular on my clip art and that things were off balance and not properly proportioned. I told him that I have always had a hard time seeing things properly and how could he dock me so many points just because things were lined up precisely. I asked if he even read the report, and he said yes and that it was exceptional, but he just couldn't get past the fact that all the pictures were crooked. I felt angry and wanted to leave the classroom, but I couldn't find a way out and the bell wouldn't ring to open the door. I had to stay there and feel angry and embarrassed. When the bell finally did ring, I ran out.
The next thing I knew I was at a large swimming pool. There were a lot of people around and they were diving in beautifully and gracefully. I wanted to dive in so badly, but was terrified that I would do a belly flop or that the water wouldn't part for me and I would somehow land on top of the water and look stupid. I circled the pool trying to decide the best place to try and dive in. All around me adults and children were diving in and loving it. Soon, I stood at the edge of the pool ready to dive in. I had my toes right on the edge, and the people by me were going in. I dove off the edge and sure enough, I landed on top of the water and couldn't get down underneath it. I got back out to try again. This time though someone in a big truck was coming around putting sod down where the water once was. People could still somehow dive down beneath the sod, but I couldn't understand how they were doing it. I decided to just try and dive in, but once again I landed on my hands and knees and couldn't get below the surface. I was frustrated and tried to find the person who drove the truck and was putting down the sod. I could never find him but felt like he was also someone I knew, but from my childhood, like a relative.
Then I woke up.
Dream from January 19th, waking up to January 20th.
As in most cases with dreams, I can only remember the last bits of it from right before I wake up.
In my dream, where I remember from, I am in a classroom and it is dark in the room and there are a bunch of students of all ages and both genders. My teacher is someone that I know, but now that I am awake, I cannot recall exactly who it was, but he was a person of some authority in my life. Anyhow, he passed out a project/paper we had turned in and I was so distraught that I had only received an 88% on it, especially since I felt like I had put a lot of time and effort into it. I asked what it was that I did wrong to get such a poor grade. He pulled my project up on an overhead and started showing me that the grade was lowered because I didn't get all the lines perpendicular on my clip art and that things were off balance and not properly proportioned. I told him that I have always had a hard time seeing things properly and how could he dock me so many points just because things were lined up precisely. I asked if he even read the report, and he said yes and that it was exceptional, but he just couldn't get past the fact that all the pictures were crooked. I felt angry and wanted to leave the classroom, but I couldn't find a way out and the bell wouldn't ring to open the door. I had to stay there and feel angry and embarrassed. When the bell finally did ring, I ran out.
The next thing I knew I was at a large swimming pool. There were a lot of people around and they were diving in beautifully and gracefully. I wanted to dive in so badly, but was terrified that I would do a belly flop or that the water wouldn't part for me and I would somehow land on top of the water and look stupid. I circled the pool trying to decide the best place to try and dive in. All around me adults and children were diving in and loving it. Soon, I stood at the edge of the pool ready to dive in. I had my toes right on the edge, and the people by me were going in. I dove off the edge and sure enough, I landed on top of the water and couldn't get down underneath it. I got back out to try again. This time though someone in a big truck was coming around putting sod down where the water once was. People could still somehow dive down beneath the sod, but I couldn't understand how they were doing it. I decided to just try and dive in, but once again I landed on my hands and knees and couldn't get below the surface. I was frustrated and tried to find the person who drove the truck and was putting down the sod. I could never find him but felt like he was also someone I knew, but from my childhood, like a relative.
Then I woke up.
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