Don't you just feel like you are getting to know me so well?
Anyway, this morning was one of those morning where my alarm went off, I turned it off, and fell right back asleep. For your reading pleasure, here is what I dreamed...
It is cloudy and snowing lightly. I pull into a Jewel (grocery store) parking lot, there are maybe 6 other cars. I am driving my old Frosted Strawberry Neon that I had a few years ago. I drive up the aisle, they are diagonal spots, and park straight across three handicap spots. I can see the spots as if I am in the air looking down. I decided that even though I am just running in that parking like that is a bad idea so I pull out and park again, this time parking over 2 non-handicap spaces. I feel a little bad but choose to leave it. I want a donut and a Sprite and I can picture a cake donut with chocolate frosting and a cold bubbling bottle of Sprite. I am inside by the checkout lanes and it is empty in there, about 2 other people. I jump over one of the lanes because “they usually have the donuts behind lane 8” I think to myself. I do not see the donuts there and when I am trying to walk away, the guy from Walgreens (store by my apartment) that creeps me out approaches me wearing a name badge that I can't read so I know he works there and we sit on bar stools at the end of the lane as if it was a table. I sit with him because I feel that he caught me jumping the lane and I have to. He pulls out some art book with a red cover and is sketching around a picture of square drawing inside the book with a pencil. I am thinking about how bad I want to go to the bakery and find my donut and Sprite and again picture both items. I can see myself taking the green plastic cap off the Sprite. He says something about art and how in school they drew their shoes. I tell him that one time in my art class I took off my sandal, put it on the table, and had to draw it. (I could picture the drawing and the sandal as this did actually happen in high school.) He asks me where I grew up and I said “what?” and he asks again where I grew up and I said Woodridge. He sketches more around the square and I am starting to feel like he is trying to ask me out and I really want my donut and Sprite. He then asks “is that where your friends and boyfriend grew up too?” and says “boyfriend” in a way that I can see in his eyes and know that he is thinking that he wants me to say that I don’t have a boyfriend. I say “What” and he repeats the question and I say “No, he is in Willow Springs”. He looks sad and I cross my legs and I look at a clock behind him. It is analog with a neon pink ring. It is 6:45 and I know it is AM. I ask him if that is the right time and he says yes so I tell him I have to go because I need my donut and Sprite before work. I also am feeling like he might hurt me because I have a boyfriend and am getting nervous. I stand up and my alarm goes off.
So I dreamed that in the 9 minute space between alarms...and guess what? I fell asleep and did it again! Here is my second dream!
I am in a concert hall that reminds me of the high school auditorium except the color scheme is all grey. Korn is playing and they sound awful and old. The singer, Jonathan, doesn’t seem into it and has a hair style that is short and poofy. There are roughly 50 or 60 people there, more towards the back than the front. People are invited to pass signs they have made on stage and the signs will be displayed on a black curtain that is behind the band. There was no announcement made about this, it is just something I know and the crowd knows too. I am standing next to a girl who passes her sign up and is way more excited to be there than I am so I move towards the back. I am actually thinking "I can't believe I use to like Korn so much, they are terrible." I find some markers and stack them up so they attach cap to end and it goes from the floor and reaches the low ceiling above me. I am kinda playing with the stack, wiggling it around and what not. I feel very happy and proud of myself for making the stack. A guy in the back is smiling at me as he leans on the wall and I smile back to be nice. He yells out “You were better when you had more hair!” towards the stage and I laugh and say “Hell yeah!” My marker tower breaks as a song ends and some people sit down around me. I tell the guy that I have to go and start walking away and he says “No, you can stay” but I don’t listen and head down the side aisle looking for Brian (my boyfriend). I find him about 5 rows back from the stage sitting with his long hair down and some red, purple, and white scarf tied around his head like Hendrix. He is working on something and his black backpack is in the seat next to him with Eric (his brother) in the seat next to that in a grey hoodie with the hood up. I can't really see Eric's face but I know that it is him. I get by him and move the backpack to the floor while a new song is starting and I can see behind the black curtain that someone is setting up a new drum set so the singer is stalling. I sit down and ask Brian what he is doing and he says “just work”. It is math problems in a spiral notebook. I smile at him and bite his arm playfully and he laughs. I look back up at the singer who is barely singing and more laughing. I also know that the time to pass signs to the front has ended even though there was no announcement. Eric then tries to adjust the way he is sitting and leans over me blocking my view as if I wasn’t there. I feel like I am shrinking in my chair and Brian holds my hand and smiles at me and I wake up.
There you have it...two super vivid dreams in two 9 minute periods. Oh the wonders of my brain...
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