Friday, January 16, 2009

A dream I finally don't understand and rather abstract! Maybe we can analyze it?!


So of course I don't remember how his dream starts. It was Christmas time again and my brother had something really cool planned for me. ALL my family was over. I mean there were tons of people around my house. While I was in the kitchen I suddenly noticed all this haze covering our living room floor. My brother started throwing a fit because I guess he had hidden dry ice under a trap door (that doesn't exist in real life) and had it timed to go off Christmas morning as this big attractive way for me to find my present. 

Well I found myself in that trap door trying to fix something and noticed my present was not very well wrapped. The box said "DC shoes" all over it and peeping out from the edges looked like blue galoshes. I was only slightly disappointed because I already own blue galoshes. So I opened it up to see and in fact it was a black pair of DC shoes that were not very feminine. I tried them on and despite how big they looked, they were uncomfortably small. I thought, I bet these will look better than i think because nothing looks very good from looking downward on yourself. As I went to put them away so I could act surprised on Christmas morning one of my little cousins pokes his head around the door. Then another. Soon half of my family is standing there curious to why I'm getting into the presents. But my brother wasn't there an I pleaded that no one tell him. Then all my cousins were running down the stairs to the basement (and this is mostly weird to me) and I slapped my 16ish year old 2nd cousin, Victoria, on the bum. Then I climbed up the stairs and found my dad and uncle chatting with.... second look... DUSTIN HOFFMAN! I yelled that into his face. "That's an aggressive hello" he said with a weak smile. He wasn't particularly thrilled with meeting this kind of a fan over Christmas break so I politely introduced myself and left. I kept hoping that he would like me, or the house, or something. I figured he was friends with my uncle Danny. 

K this dream is long, I apologize, I will try and make it shorter. So... I ended up seeing myself as a young girl with really long luscious Ariel hair. She climbed onto a bus. It was like a home video but there were actual people before us.My cousins and i were all commenting on who had the best hair. 

Then I was trying to build a fire for my family with very little resources. They were all chiding me. I got really mad at my dad and tried to hit him but it's a dream, and that's impossible. So I tied again and ended up saying, "I want to hit you really hard."

I'm not sure how the fire worked out because what I remember next is that we were in a virtual world because we were all loserishly playing video games. I decided I wanted to stop playing and started to walk out and noticed that I was going to have a long wait because Davey, Hannah, and my friend from high school, Brianna, were ahead of me. Brianna and Hannah Merrill were chatting like old friends and Brianna commented on how pregnant she looked. Davey looked uncomfortable but somehow I knew he was married to someone else who was pregnant. Hannah did not look pregnant. She was as skinny as Jessica was during Caucasian Chalk Circle performances, aka skinny. Brianna had this cute mom haircut and was apologizing to hannah for treating her like a skank before she was pregnant. BUT the weird thing was that Hannah was NOT married. So I'm not sure how that worked out. But apparently getting pregnant had turned her around and made her a really good girl. 

Needless to say I woke up. I wanted to be mad at my alarm, but I set it so church music plays and you can't get mad a church music.

1 comment:

Liz said...

Huh. I have to think about this one. But then I'll give you my analysis in person because you're my roommate.