The First in Weeks

Originally Posted 3/22/09

So I usually dream very vivid dreams... and I really haven't had a solid dream that I can remember for several weeks until last night and it was really crazy so I thought I would share it... G-mama P, maybe you can decipher it for me! :) here it goes...

In my dream I was at school, CU Denver school downtown. Only, the school itself looked more like a ginormous church church with sketchy elevators and St. James pink walls. I saw, as I walked down the halls, many people who I haven't seen for years. There was much celebration when I ran into these people. I realized however that I could not stop because I had been called to complete a task. I was holding a clear Starbucks cup and knew that I needed to collect all of these so I could fill them with water and take them to the group of African orphans in the "village" nearby because they did not have any water and were dying. I also stole plates of cookies to take to them from some sort of kitchen.
Originally posted March 22 2009

Once I had delivered them, I started the walk back to my urban home. As I was walking, I came upon a bar. I walked in. I sat and talked to a woman behind the bar who was delegating tasks to many men behind her. I told her of why I had to take water to orphans. As we conversed, a drunk man came and sat so close to me that I had to use a ninja move to throw him on the ground. I decided it was time to leave the bar.

When I walked outside, I saw Nathan sitting on a bike holding out another bike to me. We got on the bikes and started back towards the light-rail station near my school. We did not talk, however, it was very clear where and why we were going to the light-rail station. AS we started moving, I realized that as we peddled through the town, we were in a park filled with beautiful blossoms of pink and white. It had become the season when things grow again. The more I traveled, I saw 3D silhouettes of army men and commanders doing battle on the lane I was moving on. I was continually dodging these shadow figures. The trek took longer that it should have but I did not seem to mind.

Once we got back to the station, Nathan H. was waiting for me. I looked down and realized that I was not wearing any shoes! I knew with complete certainty that I was wearing shoes only seconds before because the peddles of the bike would have hurt my feet. But now they were gone. I felt completely confused. Nathan stated that we couldn't get on the train until I had shoes on and so I began to frantically ride around the city to find them. Then the dream ended.

It was so crazy and real that I was shocked when I woke up out of it.