Dream 1
I was supposed to voice record my dreams but I accidentally went back to sleep, and so I can not remember most of my dreams from last night except for barely part of the end of two dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream I was inside a large strange classroom with a very tall ceiling that was possibly underground, I was in a class with other students, and I think that our teacher possibly somewhat reminded me of Grace Randolph from YouTube but thinner with maybe slightly orangish-yellowish colored hair and she had a different voice/she spoke differently and she looked different and she possibly wore glasses but I can not remember so I could be wrong about that.
I think that this dream had what Flynn called Spring Fever, where various dream characters were acting like they had it, and I remember that I was the teacher’s favorite student; and I remember our teacher staring/gushing at me and making a comment out-loud to some female students about wanting/hoping that I would do something (manual labor like moving heavy objects et cetera) with my shirt off so that she could watch and I remember her talking about how good/fit/buff/toned my body looked/et cetera, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream I was at a fictional version of my parent’s house I think and I remember my former male classmate AK coming over, and it was the first time that I have seen or heard from him since he moved away when I/we was/were still in high school; and I remember us talking/hanging out, and he talked to me about his music and music CD (compact disc) collection.
He liked collecting music CDs and music stored on other forms of material/media/ways/et cetera, I only have a few music CDs and most of my music is digital computer files, but I was going to let him see and listen to some of my music CDs and some of the music on my computer; but first we went outside, and I remember other people going outside as well (for some reason there were various unknown people there).
It was a nice day outside until a sudden wind storm or tornado or something came, it happened so quickly that I only had enough time to grab the wooden light pole in the yard, and I told the others to grab on to me and each other; and so we did this as the wind blew hard/violently lifting us off the ground in the air, but we held on tightly.
I did not have the light pole gripped good enough and so I struggled hard to hold on as my hands were slipping because the wind was so strong but fortunately I held on long enough until the wind calmed down enough that we fell back to the ground, and then we ran inside the house to take cover; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The end,
-John Jr
Reblogged this on The Blogging Path and commented:
Two images going on here: Sexual harassment and pole dancing. But it’s good to know your dream-self is being appreciated. It’s definitely spring fever as your dream recall has been affected! And thanks for the reference.
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Pole Dancing, what?, hahaha. 😀
You are welcome Flynn, and thank you for commenting. 🙂
-John Jr
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