While I was dogsitting I fell asleep and had a strange dream. This is odd in itself because I don't usually have dreams, but I remember this one perfectly.
It was the middle of a very nice day, and I was down by a reservoir with a couple of my friends, when up the hill came some other kids. I didn't pay much attention to them because I thought Hey, if we can hang around here, so can they. Then when they reached the top of the hill, I pointed them out to my friend. She started freaking out and grabbed her other friend to set off down the hill. I didn't understand, but I thought there must be some grudge because as soon as the people reached the top of the hill, they sort of took my friends. Then, I saw some kids with some very vicious dogs. The people had tied up my friends and put them in the fenced area with the dogs. This is the point that I started crying in my dream, because it took me unnaturally long to get to the bottom of the hill. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to run very fast. By the time I did get to the bottom of the hill, it was nighttime. Then I came to this fenced area where some kids where playing a variation on the game of dodgeball. I had second thoughts, but I decided to go around the outer edge of the inside of the fenced area. When I was almost out, I got distracted by a kid talking about who to throw the ball at. He was saying that he should throw it at somebody standing still, because then he could actually hit them. At this I hid behind another guy, but kept walking. The dodgeball came and hit me in the face, and I just kept walking. The guy said "What the? Oh, I see, he's running."
When I was almost to the fenced area with the big dogs, I was blocked by a form of barrier that I cannot describe because it does not really exist. It was more of a spiritual barrier than a physical one. So, I went through my friend J's house, and I got caught up again, but listening in on my friend's conversation. He said something about "His(J's) grandparents and their son are visiting."
Fearing that it would impede my progress, I hurried to go down the stairs and out the back door. I ran into J's dad, but he didn't seem to mind that I was intruding. I went as fast as I could(finally being able to run) down the stairs and stepped on the dog's leg. I looked back, but did not slow. I ran outside right as J's dad opened the window, and I hopped over a chain link fence, going fast enough to clear it without having to touch it. But then there was another chain link fence, and this one snagged on my pants. I eventually got off the fence, and I hit the ground, rolled, then stood up. I started telling J's dad about what I was doing, and then I kept running, crying because I feared that I was too late to save my friend.
I jumped onto a pool cover, and it started to sink, but I got across safely. I remember seeing J's dad on his phone, calling the cops. I went around the corner and got on the tramp that was waiting. The fenced area had dissapeared, and I found my friend. By this time, it had turned to early morning. But she didn't look the same, and somehow halfway through the dream, I switched who I was looking for. I asked if she was [Friend] and she nodded and said "Of course I'm [Friend]."
Sunday, May 31, 2009
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Yikes, that sounds more like a nightmare. Are you having stress lately???
The dream didn't really feel like a nightmare, it was kind of serene. I haven't been having much stress lately either.
well, at least you found what you were looking for...even if what you were looking for changed.
so, the moral of the story must be that we may set out to find one thing and along the way realize what we seek is no longer what we desire and so we end of changing course but...wait for it....in the end....it is all good.
oh and you CAN walk on water!!! i have always suspected that was the case and now i know.
umm...yeah.
I'm not sure that's what the dream meant. Like, I haven't been looking for anything for a long time. Unless you mean that day I was looking for my mylo, because I accidentally left that at Benji's. Woops!
I used to hate having the "slow-motion" dreams...Mine always involved being in the middle of a road with a truck coming and I was basically paralyzed and couldn't get off the road...
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