Lost dream -- what was salvaged of memory.
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, 06-16-2013 at 03:38 PM (622 Views)
I remember having a dream and then falling back to sleep and forgetting it. Unfortunate. However, I was able to gather two dream fragments last night.
#1 - Indecisive Potential Lover
I was at the gas station, and I met a nice girl and asked her if she wanted to hang out. She agreed to hang out with me. The scene cuts to my house -- I'm at my house with my family and her family, and we're making conversation. She gave me her phone number, her fax number, and her home address -- which was odd for her to do, because up until this point her body language would indicate she was entirely not interested in me. But even though it seemed as though she wasn't interested, her words and actions indicated that she *was*. I wasn't going to give up on her yet -- she was gorgeous! Way too gorgeous to be interested in me.
Reflection:
I believe that in this dream, I am torn between the desire to find a significant other and my low self-image. It says a lot about my hopeless romanticism.
#2 "In the Gheeeetooo"
I'm driving a truck through a ghetto, which at the bottom of a valley. For the bottom of a valley, this is a pretty barren wasteland. It resembles a trailer park in the desert -- with houses spaced out without any rhyme or reasoning to their positions, and roads existing only because cars had traveled over them -- not because any government paved them. I remember thinking "This place is a crime haven -- the valley hides its position so nobody will detect us." I thought. We turned a corner and spotted a burning building. I called for the man who lived there, who I somehow knew. He was hiding in a giant pile of ice and snow of unknown origin. I yelled to him "Get in the truck before you get sick!" -- he got in, and we drove off.
Reflection:
I don't know where I got the idea for the location, except that there is a ghetto in my town called "The Valley", which exists at the lowest point in the town. It's hot and Texas climate, but not a desert.