I don’t wanna feel Blue anymore...
I had one of the most amazing dreams today, the coolest ones always happen after noon though. The beginning of it was pretty normal but the last part was really something. The last couple of night I have been plagued by pretty disturbing and creepy dreams so I prayed about getting a really nice special dream. And so it happened.
The general plot was that me and my family went to some town, probably by train at least that's how we were supposed to return. But it wasn't going well and I was brooding. But it turned out I actually have friends in this tows - as if internet friends I never met. I think I met with one girl but she had t leave early. The next day they went out but left me at home and I couldn't contact them. In the end in was almost time to leave but I insisted that we go to town for a while. I think I was with my sister - my biggest tormentor - and when we got there in turned out to be the train station and the train was already about to leave. But I felt I really didn't want to leave yet so I just ran away. I saw the train took off and I think I was chased but as I was running I saw my friend flying on the broom, kinda HP style.
Ok, the best part starts here. She gave me a lift and so we flew away together. Flying is my favourite part about dreams but before that I think I always flew by myself. Anyway, as we were flying I was looking at the scenery below. It was all rural and looked amazingly real. Nothing spectacular, actually, but I was amazed by it and I knew the dream got conscious. We were flying pretty high too. Anyway, we arrived at this big building, it was a university. In fact, I knew it was a university from which I graduated and I had many friends there. The inside of it was kind of small and narrow but really pretty. I concluded it was a university of culture and art or something like that. I only remember one room well since we passed through it twice. It was the Japanese room, nicely decorated with some kimonos exhibited in the glass panels. There were some events that happened there, mostly just me meeting my friends going to the buffet. Then I remember very clearly I was walking through the halls and talking to this girl (who looked like my former classmate who I was never friends with). Just like when flying I was looking at the walls in excitement but the picture was not always clear, it kept getting blurry and sometimes faded completely, but I concentrated and managed to restore it. It was amazing which I told to the girl. I asked her whether she's conscious dreaming too and she said yes. Then I asked her whether she remembers it afterwards and she said "No, never". It all looked very real. Then we got to some sort of dressing room with lots of clothes hanging on the racks. I don't know what I was doing there but suddenly my mother appeared in front of me. she was dressed in a coat. She said: "It's time to go back." I really didn't want to but I couldn't refuse this time. So I woke up. At first to some other dream, then for real. It was 13 again.
Must have been my Valentine's present.
The general plot was that me and my family went to some town, probably by train at least that's how we were supposed to return. But it wasn't going well and I was brooding. But it turned out I actually have friends in this tows - as if internet friends I never met. I think I met with one girl but she had t leave early. The next day they went out but left me at home and I couldn't contact them. In the end in was almost time to leave but I insisted that we go to town for a while. I think I was with my sister - my biggest tormentor - and when we got there in turned out to be the train station and the train was already about to leave. But I felt I really didn't want to leave yet so I just ran away. I saw the train took off and I think I was chased but as I was running I saw my friend flying on the broom, kinda HP style.
Ok, the best part starts here. She gave me a lift and so we flew away together. Flying is my favourite part about dreams but before that I think I always flew by myself. Anyway, as we were flying I was looking at the scenery below. It was all rural and looked amazingly real. Nothing spectacular, actually, but I was amazed by it and I knew the dream got conscious. We were flying pretty high too. Anyway, we arrived at this big building, it was a university. In fact, I knew it was a university from which I graduated and I had many friends there. The inside of it was kind of small and narrow but really pretty. I concluded it was a university of culture and art or something like that. I only remember one room well since we passed through it twice. It was the Japanese room, nicely decorated with some kimonos exhibited in the glass panels. There were some events that happened there, mostly just me meeting my friends going to the buffet. Then I remember very clearly I was walking through the halls and talking to this girl (who looked like my former classmate who I was never friends with). Just like when flying I was looking at the walls in excitement but the picture was not always clear, it kept getting blurry and sometimes faded completely, but I concentrated and managed to restore it. It was amazing which I told to the girl. I asked her whether she's conscious dreaming too and she said yes. Then I asked her whether she remembers it afterwards and she said "No, never". It all looked very real. Then we got to some sort of dressing room with lots of clothes hanging on the racks. I don't know what I was doing there but suddenly my mother appeared in front of me. she was dressed in a coat. She said: "It's time to go back." I really didn't want to but I couldn't refuse this time. So I woke up. At first to some other dream, then for real. It was 13 again.
Must have been my Valentine's present.