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contemplativeIn the 3 hours of sleep I got this morning, I had a dream thats I've been thinking about all day, and I'm not sure why. It was very vivid. So I figured I would write it down before I forgot the details. I'm not sure if I think that dreams are significant or not, but there must be some reason I've been thinking about this dream. So here we go.
I knew I was in DeKalb but it looked nothing like DeKalb. It was dark outside and I decided to take a walk. I went down Hillcrest and came to an unfamiliar building. I heard voices coming from inside this two story apartment building. It was a white stucco building with vines creeping up the outer walls. I crept near a bush and looked up to the second story to the only room with a light on. As I listened to the voices coming from inside I heard Amanada talking to someone, I think A.J. She said she was pregnant and that she didn’t know what to do. When I heard this I began to run for some reason. I came to Normal Rd. and ran towards campus. As I ran the sun started rising quickly and as I came over a hill I was greeted with an Eden, green grass and flourishing trees as far as I could see. On my right side was a large egg-shaped building that was covered in blue panes of glass. There was a large opening in the building, like it had been built without a door. I was still running as I dashed through the door. I saw the walls where covered with emeralds. There was another opening within the building and I slowed my pace and cautiously walked through. There was a great fireplace covered in brilliant cobalt tiles. In front of the fireplace was an old black man. He had salt and pepper hair and beard and he was holding a mahogany cane in his left hand. He was sitting in a deep green armchair. In front of the man was a chess table. It looked as though he was in the middle of an intense game of chess; he looked like he was seriously contemplating his next move. Playing the game with him was a small black boy, maybe six years old. As I walked slowly into the room the old man looked up and smiled warmly at me. The boy didn’t even notice my presence. I paused for a moment and smiled back. He said nothing. I kept walking through the room and went through another opening which led me outside. I saw the green hills stretched out in front of me. I looked into the sun. And I woke up.
I don't know if it means anything or not. I doubt it. But the colors were so vivid. Blue and green especially. And I just can't get this out of my head. I feel like it should mean something. I'm sure if I analyze it enough I could come up with some kind of symbolism. But it would probably just be something I convinced myself to believe.
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