The Daily Post has a Daily Prompt today called Ebb And Flow, and this is what it says: “Our blogs morph over time, as interests shift and life happens. Write a post for your blog — but three years in the future.”
And this is my response: Because my blog is mostly a dream blog, a post three years in the future would be about the same as today’s post, a post about the dreams that I remembered during the night; and so my dreams from last night in this post can be used to answer this prompt:
I had a variety of interesting dreams from last night that I remembered part of but I was so comfortable in bed that I did not get up to voice record them so I stayed in bed daydreaming, thinking, and sometimes dreaming again until I forgot some of the dreams and I forgot most of the dreams that I did remember part of; but fortunately I still barely remember part of three dreams.
My brother CC is visiting and this is my first time seeing him in over a year so I have spent most of the day with him and my parent’s so I have forgotten even more of my dreams because I have not been thinking about them today so I am typing this very late, but I do still remember a few parts of my dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream I was on some maybe wooden platforms that were all separated from each other near a wooden dock-like area with couches on each platform in the middle of the ocean with some of my family and some other people, at some point sharks (probably Great White Sharks) and/or something like that attacked me, and they were trying to grab me off the platforms.
I tried to stand where they could not reach me but the sharks/whatever kept jumping out of the water to get closer to me, they started to grab me and I think that I remember some police officers helping grab me to stop them from pulling me in the water, and we struggled to not be pulled in; and maybe a few police officers got grabbed into the water by the sharks, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that at the end of the dream I was inside a fictional college dorm that I probably used to stay at but I probably no longer stayed there, I remember going into one of the dorm suites which was nice and it had an interesting design where the shared areas were across the entire middle part of the suite, and the private rooms were on the left and right sides of the suite.
Everyone was gone, I can not remember why I was there exactly but I was possibly there to see my male former classmates JC and DH and/or hoping the find an empty dorm room to stay in for free until I could afford to pay for one as I possibly try to return to college to finally finish, but I can not remember.
I remember going into one of the dorm rooms that was either not being used or the owner was gone, I remember spending some time in the room and suite, and then I remember being in a bathroom; and then when I was leaving the bathroom a woman with whitish colored skin who was a college student saw me, at first she probably assumed that I was visiting someone, but she probably called some of her suitemates to see if they knew me.
None of them did and so she probably confronted me, but maybe my former classmates JC and DH arrived and let her know that they knew me before she could call security but I could be wrong; there was more to this dream, this dream was longer and I did a lot more thinking, and there was more feelings to this dream as I probably hoped to not get caught and I hoped to be able to finish college but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I remember some parts of the dream taking place in the field by my parent’s yard, at the bus stop area of The E House, on the porch of the reddish colored house across the street from The E House and inside the house, and a few other areas when walking through these areas.
This dream is too unclear but I know that it involved at least two women during different parts of the dream, both of them were unique and strange and maybe even non-human or non-human-like, and I remember one of the women living at the reddish colored house.
We somehow met and had a good conversation on her porch and then inside her house and things were going good until something that I can not remember happened, she became angry and a bit crazy, and she made me leave; and later in the dream I met another woman who was similar to her at the bus stop area, and we had a good conversation at first.
Once again something that I can not remember went wrong and she became angry and a bit crazy and she left, and then I left; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.