So, I had another weird dream last night, and I'm sure you peoples don't really care all that much, but I find them interesting, and I've never actually kept a dream journal so I thought I would record some of them here.
Anyway, so I don't remember a lot about my dream except for a couple random fragments. One of them involved my dad and I going to see a movie (don't know what it was) and there was this little girl there (who looked a lot the girl from Yotsuba&! which I just purchased last night) and she instantly made friends with me as we walked in and didn't want to let go of my arm. When we got up to buy our tickets, dad offered to buy all of our tickets (I totally can't see him doing that--though sometimes I suppose he can be really generous) and the girl wanted a row behind the one we chose. Yeah, you had to choose your seat like they do in movie theaters in Japan. Well, we couldn't figure out which way the numbers went so I asked the lady at the counter. She was really snotty and informed me that I could easily figure it out. "You just use the rule of unique distances," she said. "It's like driving to Colorado. Or New Orleans. You have to use unique distance equations to figure out distances of that magnitude, so all you have to do is use an equation to find out which distance is larger!" I did not act like she had said something completely unintelligible. Instead, I screamed, "Well, then I'd need to know the size of the theater, wouldn't I? I can't do an equation without any of the variables!"
Don't know where all that came from. The only other part of my dream I remember is near the end. My mom and I were up in the attic of a house that looked nothing like our house, but in the dream it was. Anyway, we were busy closing all of these tiny crystal windows because a storm was coming and we didn't want the rain to come in. There were hundreds of these windows and they were all about 3 inches square and cut with a bevel like a mirror (why they were called crystal windows). We were hurriedly turning the little cranks on the windows to get them closed when a huge Michelin truck pulled up (don't ask me) and raised up a platform so this guy on the platform could inform us we won their competition. Then suddenly all of our family members and a whole bunch of cameramen and reporters came in to photograph all of us and congratulate us on our award.
What the hell? I didn't even drink or eat anything odd last night. Anyway, thinking back on it just cracks me up though.
Life is filled with shades of grey; the trick is to see them as a rainbow rather than a cloudy day.
4 comments:
I'm glad you haven't "outgrown" your dreams! I still have odd dreams all the time, too, and Jason just can't relate. I find that mine are usually related to anxiety or stress and stressful when I'm dreaming them, but when I wake up, I can't remember why I freaked out quite as much as I did.
I still dream weird too. My most recent one was probably the one where "The Sound of Music" was being re-enacted on a flying carpet and everyone was singing about a pickle.
~crysani17
I've heard that you only remember dreams that are interrupted. Don't know if that's true, but I've also heard that moving around when you wake up makes you forget your dreams which seems to be true in my experience. Just this morning I awoke in a cold sweat from a dream that involved my mouth being full to capacity with blood. I think there were rabbits too. Profoundly disturbing. Fortunately, because I jumped up and moved around, that's all I remember!
Big-Bold-D, it's dreams like yours that make me OK with the fact that most of my dreams are mundane, boring, and bland. Thanks!
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