Today's topic: dreams. More specifically, three reoccurring dreams I've been having.
Every July, these three dreams repeat themselves. Every July. No other time in the year do I have these dreams.
The first one begins with me on a school bus. I am probably four or five years old. The school bus is taking me to the preschool I went to as a child. When we arrive at the school, our teacher takes out into the corn fields next to the preschool. We wade through the corn, which is bright yellow. At this point, the dream is not first person, I am watching the dream from an elevated point, and I can see myself and the twenty-ish other kids and leaders. There is a line of trees that seems to spread on for miles. The kids approach the line of trees. My teacher pulls the trees apart so that the kids can pass through. And beyond the trees there is...I don't know. I always wake up right as we pass through. Maybe one time we passed through; I vaguely remember a giant purple butterfly and fields we froliced in.
Well, firstly. I never took a school bus to my preschool, my mom always drove me. And there are no corn fields within a 100-mile radius, perhaps even bigger, of my preschool. This dream always confuses me because I have been having it for years and still no answer on what the hell it could mean. It is so detailed and has so many parts that psychoanalyzing it would take days.
The second dream is one I had two nights ago (surprise, surprise. It's July). It starts by my mom and I in a thrift store of sorts, buying some things. Then, mom pulls out her phone and checks the time. It is 11:20pm. She looks at me, then says, "we are going to miss it!" and I say, "miss what?" Mom begins to put the things she is buying onto the checkout counter. "The dragon fight!" Suddenly, we are on a giant, silver floating disc in the middle of the ocean (it is supposed to be a cruise boat, but it is shaped like a giant plate/Frisbee disc). There are people, myself included, playing in a section of the boat with various games. Then, a six-foot tall monster jumps out of the wall. His skin is green and his eyes are on sticking out on his head, think hammerhead shark. He chases everyone around, never making sounds. I'm not sure what he does when he catches someone. Luckily, I run away. The disc is shaped like a donut, but in the center where there is a hole on the donut there is a giant dome, which reminds me of a planetarium. The outside ring, or where the actual donut would be, people line both sides, with a path down the middle to get where you are going. So, there are people up against the walls on both sides. I am sprinting down the center, with many kids in front of me and behind me, and we are screaming. This goes on for awhile, me running back and forth, hiding, trying to get away, although the monster never makes a specific lunge for me. On one section of the boat there are merchants. The monster runs behind a kiosk, and goes for a kid. I turn and run, in front of the kiosk, and the monster attempts to lunge through the kiosk and reach for my hair. I run, and I see the monster turn away for it's next victim. As I am looking, I trip on a blanket, and a nice Hispanic father grabs me. He speaks to me as if I am his daughter and he lets me lay on him since he can feel me shaking. The man is comforting. His daughter and wife come over (His wife, might I note, is Chinese. I thought it was pretty cool I had a mixed-racial couple in my dream). For some reason I suddenly do not feel safe with this man. I get up, and run. More running, hiding, and trying to get away from monster. Then, the kiosk scene happens again, and the monster hisses at me when he does not catch me. That is the only sound he ever makes. This time I look forward and I see my dad. "Daddy!" I exclaim and jump into his arms. "I'm scared," I say as he holds me and comforts me. "We are all scared," he replies. I turn my head and see mom, reading a magazine. She seems to not even notice that there was a monster in the first place. Then a man comes over the intercom. "The monster has been defeated. We are go!" The dome lifts that is in the center of the ring and now there is a soccer game going on - in a circle-shaped court. The players are all wearing are all wearing dobaks, or the uniform worn in Tae Kwon Do, a form of martial arts. But instead of being all white or white and black like they usually are, the dobaks are colored with the colors of the player's country's flag. All of the player are wearing different colors and every single country has a flag. The players are all teenagers. After one goal is scored, the players all separate into pairs and suddenly have flags of their country in their hands. I get up from dad and run over to someone; it is my friend from school and someone I did Tae Kwon Do with back when I did TKD. I watch as the flag parts of the flags are taken off and everyone uses the staff of the flag for sparing, sort of like fencing. The dream ends with me running back and forth around the bright green center circle.
...Woah. Yeah, uh...not really sure what to make of that one, either.
The final dream, which repeats much less often, but has repeated, begins with me on a beautiful, bright hill, one that resembles the hills in the Sound of Music. Next to me is Daniel Radcliff and a...giant...potato. The potato is wearing a Santa cap. I turn my head and am horrified as I hear Daniel speaking Spanish and the potato going "ho, ho, ho!" And...that's all that I really remember.
Now, take these dreams with a grain of salt. This is all the stuff that I know happened. I'm sure there's some stuff missing that might help figure out what the heck they really mean, but, uh...what I remember, I remember.
In all seriousness, what really makes up a dream? Why do we dream? Why are dreams insane, crazy things we never would have remembered or imagine while conscious? I guess that's another mystery we have to figure out. In the meantime, I'll be sleeping, waiting for a journey back to my preschool, or a trip to beautiful Austria.
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