Dream Journal

I was in a basketball game. This felt like when I was in middle school and played at the CT gym. I had some girls on my team and was playing against some people I knew. I can identify only Mustafa and Craig as my opponents. There seemed to be some kind of hostility between me and them. Mustafa would guard me by basically hugging me, and I got pissed off, and Craig was talking shit.

My team was not doing well, I do not remember scoring a single basket. Whenever I pass to one of my teammates, they would either lose the ball, or miss a shot. When I had the ball, I felt like I was guarded very tightly and forced to make a bad pass. When I dribbled, it felt like I had very little control of the ball and I was unable to make any baskets.