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I've been having the strangest most vivid dreams lately. They seem to be digging into either complete fantasy, or parts of my past that I've nearly forgotten. The last dream was wayyyy too topsy-turvy to write about, but this one I had last night is worth noting - mainly just for myself; it'd probably be boring for anyone else. I'll describe the dream first, and analyze after.
I am just hanging out, and it feels like present day time. I go to this ice cream/coffee shop I know of, and while waiting in line, someone calls my name. I look, and there's a guy and two girls in line who are looking at me. I smile with recognition, as do they...and we all start talking. I can't remember any of their names, but I know (in the dream) that I knew them a long time ago. Another guy shows up who knows me...like he was sitting down at a table or something while his friends were in line.
The whole time, in the dream, I am content that I totally remember them. I knew that we used to be in some sort of group together. I know the group 'met' somewhere near this ice cream/coffee shop, because we used to all go over there before/after a 'meeting'. I also know that I am currently very attracted to one of the girls, because I can't keep my hands off of her. We all end up driving around...now that I mention it, I think two of them left. Either both guys, or one guy and a girl...I'm not sure. The girl I like is in the car with me though.
The dream ends with an alarm clock, as usual. Anyhow, all morning I wondered where I knew these people from. No matter what, these people were from a far off time in my past. This makes sense, since one of the girls had braces.
I tried to think about all the groups I was in that may have met in a shopping plaza or something that would be near an ice cream coffee place. It's probably literally impossible to figure that out, given the amount of out of school group-work I did. It could have been a christian youth group or young communists meeting, or a fencing or drama class. It could have been a lot of dumb shit. Also, the building and land structures reminded me of being up in the Berkshires, but that's almost a given that this dream took place there, even though it felt like right here, right now. Anyhow, the whole dream was about nostalgia and whatnot..and I felt very innocent and adventurous...
I seem to have these dreams during/after every weekend I take off to go on a road trip. It probably has something to do with the fact that I am finally making that transition into responsibility/independence...and perhaps my subconscious is bidding a fond farewell to my innocent adventurous youth. Or perhaps this aforementioned adventurousness is waking up inside of me whenever i travel...I think that's it. Because, for the longest time, I was just tooling around here...now I try to make an effort to go out and travel and see shows and meet new people constantly. Perhaps it is better for me than I thought.
Imagine yourself falling in between two giant boards connected randomly by nails going through them with space between the boards....
...you know you are falling...
but you also know you don't want to hit a nail on the way down. It stands to reason that, even though you can't stop yourself...you can make your downward path your own by influencing it any way you can...reducing the amount of nails you smack into or at least reducing the impact...
you can enjoy yourself on the way down, exerting enough control to not get smacked around, i guess.
Does that make sense?
I am just hanging out, and it feels like present day time. I go to this ice cream/coffee shop I know of, and while waiting in line, someone calls my name. I look, and there's a guy and two girls in line who are looking at me. I smile with recognition, as do they...and we all start talking. I can't remember any of their names, but I know (in the dream) that I knew them a long time ago. Another guy shows up who knows me...like he was sitting down at a table or something while his friends were in line.
The whole time, in the dream, I am content that I totally remember them. I knew that we used to be in some sort of group together. I know the group 'met' somewhere near this ice cream/coffee shop, because we used to all go over there before/after a 'meeting'. I also know that I am currently very attracted to one of the girls, because I can't keep my hands off of her. We all end up driving around...now that I mention it, I think two of them left. Either both guys, or one guy and a girl...I'm not sure. The girl I like is in the car with me though.
The dream ends with an alarm clock, as usual. Anyhow, all morning I wondered where I knew these people from. No matter what, these people were from a far off time in my past. This makes sense, since one of the girls had braces.
I tried to think about all the groups I was in that may have met in a shopping plaza or something that would be near an ice cream coffee place. It's probably literally impossible to figure that out, given the amount of out of school group-work I did. It could have been a christian youth group or young communists meeting, or a fencing or drama class. It could have been a lot of dumb shit. Also, the building and land structures reminded me of being up in the Berkshires, but that's almost a given that this dream took place there, even though it felt like right here, right now. Anyhow, the whole dream was about nostalgia and whatnot..and I felt very innocent and adventurous...
I seem to have these dreams during/after every weekend I take off to go on a road trip. It probably has something to do with the fact that I am finally making that transition into responsibility/independence...and perhaps my subconscious is bidding a fond farewell to my innocent adventurous youth. Or perhaps this aforementioned adventurousness is waking up inside of me whenever i travel...I think that's it. Because, for the longest time, I was just tooling around here...now I try to make an effort to go out and travel and see shows and meet new people constantly. Perhaps it is better for me than I thought.
Imagine yourself falling in between two giant boards connected randomly by nails going through them with space between the boards....
...you know you are falling...
but you also know you don't want to hit a nail on the way down. It stands to reason that, even though you can't stop yourself...you can make your downward path your own by influencing it any way you can...reducing the amount of nails you smack into or at least reducing the impact...
you can enjoy yourself on the way down, exerting enough control to not get smacked around, i guess.
Does that make sense?
