Recently in Dreams Category

Just don't tell them that the car in your dreams was a Citroën 2CV. I had a dream about the prom. I was driving with my friend Jenny on our way to the event, which for some reason was now taking place at Pace. Everything went as planned, but as we got there, I dropped the car at valet, turned to look, and I was driving a 2CV instead of my TL. I started to wonder what this all meant because I love my current car, so shouldn't I be dreaming of driving something much cooler? Maybe it wouldn't be classic Lincoln or sexy hot rod, but I thought my imagination would at least have me rolling around in a slayer-approved DS.

It's really too bad that HBO cancelled Rome. I loved the show even though, as a fan of Roman history, I should have loathed most of the liberties they took with the series such as Augustus the BDSM fan who had sex with his sister. However, there were a lot of parts that I loved, so I was not surprised when I had a Rome-inspired dream last night.

In the dream, I was walking along the Roman countryside and bumped into the two main charactures, Lucious Vorenus and Titus Pullo, just hanging out. We were walking around making jokes about Pompeii and the Trojan War, ambling through the countryside. It was all very pleasant until I suddenly found myself in the middle of some insane battle. Imagine the first scene of Saving Private Ryan crossed with 300 and you have an idea of what I was going through. I was never actually fighting, but just watching everything cut back and forth in the third person.

The battle didn't last long as I was able to shake myself awake, and when I fell back asleep I dreamed that I was running up the aisles of the Coliseum for exercise, which is better than fighting, but the whole thing would have been a lot easier if I was dreaming of Niobe (Indira Varma) or at least Gaia.

I had another dream last night that I just had to write down. I don't normally dream about my friends, but this dream was different. I was surrounded by a bunch of people that I knew in High School back in Horsehead (by the way, somebody from my high school contacted me after seeing the video I did with Katie). I can't really make much sense of it. I guess some of us were getting together, and as well all amassed at the place where we were supposed to be meeting, but we needed to get downstairs. Once downstairs, there was lots of fun to be had in some sort of field.

Everybody decided to go downstairs using the elevator, and it was a huge elevator because at least fifty people fit inside. The only problem with using the elevator was that it happened to be broken; it went from the tenth floor to the second floor, but never the bottom floor, which is where we had to be. I blinked, and then I was the only person in the elevator. Everybody made it to the field at the bottom of the building, but I was determined not to leave before the elevator was working. I finally was able to visit the ground floor, and as the doors opened, I woke up.

I think I've had a similar dream before, but I can't remember if it was earlier in the night, or a few weeks ago. If my class ever gets around to organizing our ten year reunion, I guess I'll have a really good story should I need to kill any conversations.

Actually, waking up without a shirt isn't so bad, especially when you went to bed without a shirt and you are waking up in the same bed you fell asleep in. I did want to talk a little bit about the dream last night since talking about dreams was one of the reasons I decided to start this blog.

I have always been a very lucid dreamer, but I don't normally have stereotypical dreams. For example, I never had the dream that I was naked in front of my class, but last night I had one that sort of came close. From what I remember, I was back home in Horseheads, and for some reason, I found myself at the Town Hall. I was at the police station, which I had never seen, but my mind fashioned it to look like the Neptune Sheriff's office. I didn't meet up with Deputy Sachs, Sheriff Lamb, or Keith Mars. Instead, I was face to face with one of the ladies from my church back home. I said "I am here for my appointment" and she said "Why are you naked?". I suddenly realized that I had no clothes on. I thought this was very strange, and then I woke up.

WTF?