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Strange Dreams
Nov. 27th, 2008 11:56 amI had a numbers of dreams last night because I kept making myself go back to sleep. I can't remember the first one now, but I do remember forcing myself to wake up and go get some water so I would shake it off and not go back to it when I went back to sleep. I think it was scary or I did something terribly wrong.
The second one was interesting. I moved to Iowa with my dad and sister and I was a high school student at my high school (which had been transplanted from Virginia to Iowa). On visits to Iowa to see my grandmother noticed magic of some sort-- a door that opened up into a midievil world or a set of Legos I was encouraged to build with that created the portal or something like that. Anyway, after moving back there, there seemed to be more interesting things going on. They were gearing up for Halloween at the school and for some reason the principal or assistant principal was wearing a gigantic lock on chains around her neck but she didn't have the key to get it off. I had the key or found the key or something. I had another key of the same size that was tiny and hung around my neck on a gold chain. Anyway, I was on the bus to go to school with a bunch of people and she was complaining that she couldn't get the lock off. So I used the key and she was so impressed with me. For some reason I had both driven to school and taken the bus- I kept going back and forth to both since I remember the bus ride but I also remember circling the school in order to park in the gravel shoulder of the road up front. Then, when the bus stopped, I leaned out of the door and pushed my car(as if it were a light toy) into place behind the next car on the shoulder in front of the school, with trees overhanging from the grassy/tree-filled area between the main road and the school (where, in real life, lots of people park at that school). Anyway, I helped her with the lock several more times that day and at one, one guy grilled me about what that other key I had around my neck was for. I told him it was to my suitcase, since I'd just arrived, and I was awful at losing things so it was on a gold chain around my neck so I didn't lose it.
Then I went out at some point to get something from my car and it suddenly wasn't how I'd left it. Instead of being parked in parallel on the shoulder, my car and all the others, were arranged in an angle parking situation. I couldn't figure it out at first since I'd had the emergency brake on and the Club on the stearing wheel. But then I saw several foxes down the row pushing a car into place. Magical foxes. Problem was, they saw me. They darted over and threatened me because I'd found them out. They were "good" magic, they told me, making it easier to fit more cars this way. I was suspicious. Later I drove by with my father and pointed out that the cars had been moved and he was kind of shocked/surprised. I tried to explain what I'd saw, that it was magic, and he didn't seem to completely believe me though he did accept that it must be something magical.
Then we were at the grocery store. I noticed all the little kids/babies would get upset whenever I was near. Instead of being happy as they should have when I waved cutely at them, they would stop smiling and frown or cry. I picked out a box of honey nut cheerios (what I eat every morning) and sister picked out a box of frosted mini-wheats with strawberry. I moved away on my own and came upon this either young couple or two teens looking after their young sister. She was a little Asian girl, adopted and soooo cute. She was giggling and smiling and I came over and she frowned. They laughed. The young girl told me to pat my head and rub my tummy- she loved when people did that. So I tried it and she began wailing. I stopped and left the area quickly to find my family. It seemed like there were some, strange disconnect between me and everyone else in the town, making them react differently. I tried to explain what was happening and (for some reason) had LEGOs. I build something and showed them. The store began shaking- food falling off shelves, etc. And a doorway opened up to somewhere bad. Then, suddenly, the little girl was there, out of her stroller, standing across the room laughing a very evil laugh at me. I knew what I had to do. I chased after her, getting her out of the room and the doorway closed. It occurred to me that it was the dark color LEGOs which had attracted the evil. I dismantled the tower/castle I'd built, removing all the dark blues and blacks (I wasn't so worried about the ble ones but they were stuck to the black parts for the most part and better safe than sorry- easier not to take the time to pry them off).
I started building something out of just the light gray castle LEGO blocks to see if something good would arise, but then I woke up. Guess I'll never know.
The second one was interesting. I moved to Iowa with my dad and sister and I was a high school student at my high school (which had been transplanted from Virginia to Iowa). On visits to Iowa to see my grandmother noticed magic of some sort-- a door that opened up into a midievil world or a set of Legos I was encouraged to build with that created the portal or something like that. Anyway, after moving back there, there seemed to be more interesting things going on. They were gearing up for Halloween at the school and for some reason the principal or assistant principal was wearing a gigantic lock on chains around her neck but she didn't have the key to get it off. I had the key or found the key or something. I had another key of the same size that was tiny and hung around my neck on a gold chain. Anyway, I was on the bus to go to school with a bunch of people and she was complaining that she couldn't get the lock off. So I used the key and she was so impressed with me. For some reason I had both driven to school and taken the bus- I kept going back and forth to both since I remember the bus ride but I also remember circling the school in order to park in the gravel shoulder of the road up front. Then, when the bus stopped, I leaned out of the door and pushed my car(as if it were a light toy) into place behind the next car on the shoulder in front of the school, with trees overhanging from the grassy/tree-filled area between the main road and the school (where, in real life, lots of people park at that school). Anyway, I helped her with the lock several more times that day and at one, one guy grilled me about what that other key I had around my neck was for. I told him it was to my suitcase, since I'd just arrived, and I was awful at losing things so it was on a gold chain around my neck so I didn't lose it.
Then I went out at some point to get something from my car and it suddenly wasn't how I'd left it. Instead of being parked in parallel on the shoulder, my car and all the others, were arranged in an angle parking situation. I couldn't figure it out at first since I'd had the emergency brake on and the Club on the stearing wheel. But then I saw several foxes down the row pushing a car into place. Magical foxes. Problem was, they saw me. They darted over and threatened me because I'd found them out. They were "good" magic, they told me, making it easier to fit more cars this way. I was suspicious. Later I drove by with my father and pointed out that the cars had been moved and he was kind of shocked/surprised. I tried to explain what I'd saw, that it was magic, and he didn't seem to completely believe me though he did accept that it must be something magical.
Then we were at the grocery store. I noticed all the little kids/babies would get upset whenever I was near. Instead of being happy as they should have when I waved cutely at them, they would stop smiling and frown or cry. I picked out a box of honey nut cheerios (what I eat every morning) and sister picked out a box of frosted mini-wheats with strawberry. I moved away on my own and came upon this either young couple or two teens looking after their young sister. She was a little Asian girl, adopted and soooo cute. She was giggling and smiling and I came over and she frowned. They laughed. The young girl told me to pat my head and rub my tummy- she loved when people did that. So I tried it and she began wailing. I stopped and left the area quickly to find my family. It seemed like there were some, strange disconnect between me and everyone else in the town, making them react differently. I tried to explain what was happening and (for some reason) had LEGOs. I build something and showed them. The store began shaking- food falling off shelves, etc. And a doorway opened up to somewhere bad. Then, suddenly, the little girl was there, out of her stroller, standing across the room laughing a very evil laugh at me. I knew what I had to do. I chased after her, getting her out of the room and the doorway closed. It occurred to me that it was the dark color LEGOs which had attracted the evil. I dismantled the tower/castle I'd built, removing all the dark blues and blacks (I wasn't so worried about the ble ones but they were stuck to the black parts for the most part and better safe than sorry- easier not to take the time to pry them off).
I started building something out of just the light gray castle LEGO blocks to see if something good would arise, but then I woke up. Guess I'll never know.
