The first dream I had that I can remember was the strangest, and one I can't remember having before. I am on a train or a bus or something of the sort, and I am talking across a table to a guy about mundane things, and we seem to be getting along quite well. He is very friendly and kind, but all of a sudden the dream changes and he is sitting beside me on the bench, and then he kisses me. After that we continue talking, basically like nothing happened, and then I get off the train or bus or whatever and I am at my old house, and I wake up.
This dream was strange to me because I never dream about people in specific, even people I don't know. It's usually places that are vivid. Also, the kiss was strange, because when I woke that was the part that I remembered most, but it hadn't seemed to be a big thing within the dream. Anyway, this is the dream that is mainly bothering my mind, but there were others.
In the second dream that I can remember I was at a strange brick building that I for some reason believe was supposed to be my school, but definitely didn't look like it. People were walking around it holding banners and wearing t-shirts that showed the Canadian flag and other awareness things on them. I wanted to join but when I got to the people they were gone back inside the building. So I started walking around, shouting things that I couldn't hear (in that cliché dream sense), and all of a sudden there were dozens of soldiers marching alongside me, shouting with me. Then we arrived at some sort of ceremony, where I proceeded to jump up onto the center stage and sit on one of the chair up there, even though I was told I wasn't supposed to. I had some sort of box in my hand, and I showed it to the lady in charge, and she changed her mind and said I could stay up and I had a very important part. The ceremony began, but then a strange looking little girl ran up onto the stage, followed by another little boy, and they looked like part skeletons. I don't remember much, except that we couldn't touch them, because if we did, we would die. The girl demonstrated this, reaching out to touch the boy, who screamed and turned into a pile of ashes. I woke up shortly after that moment.
This dream was strange because I felt like there were remnants of my real life scattered inside the dream, but they were just sort of disguised, and it was like my mind was foggy when I tried to remember those things. I feel kind of like I have seem the girl and boy creature thing somewhere before, or some type of them, and my mind is sort of scrabbling at dust trying to figure it out. It's a weird feeling.
Anyway, I have had the last dream before, with just a few alterations since I have changed since that time. I am part of some sort of gang or group, and we are allowed out to play or whatever, and we find some sort of strange jungle gym type thing in a building, full of bars and platforms that we jump from and whatnot. Well, we get hold of paint from somewhere, and we use our hands to begin defacing the entire thing, kind of like a big art project, but in an illegal sort of way. There is a guy there as well that is kind of my partner or something, and I think I like him or something, because at the end of the dream, he hugs me before we are called out to do something else and I wake up.
I find this dream to be more fun than strange, because there is a lot of movement and friendship, even though I have no clue who any of the people in it are. Plus, using the dream paint on the play equipment is kind of fun, because I am kind of clumsy in real life, and I can do amazing things in the dream, even with my hands slick with paint and the others jumping and climbing around me.
I usually don't think that my dreams have many connections to my real life, mostly because I never remember them and they are just images, connected in the most random ways. But after last night, I am retracting that opinion. Some dreams may just be random, but others may have reason and rhyme within real life and the mind. I hope that I do not have dreams like these for a long time, because they were really weird and strange and scary.
I am going to try to write more often. I know, every time I say that, I end up not writing for long periods of time. But writing this post and the previous post have really felt good, and I miss writing. So I will try. Maybe I will come up a schedule. I was thinking I would try Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, but not really set it in stone, just in case I wasn't in a writing mood, or something else comes up. We will see.
But for now dream normally and don't forget to be awesome!
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