Last night, I dreamt that I rode a Greyhound bus to Colorado so that I could attend an all-day poetry festival that was being held in a log cabin that sat outside of a small town. There were a lot of people at the reading and I quickly got uncomfortable with the large crowd size. As well, the microphones kept going out so I couldn’t actually hear what any of the poets were reading. Eventually, I got frustrated and left the log cabin. As I stepped outside, I discovered it was starting to snow.
In the middle of the night, I walked through the snow and through the small town until I came up to a Greyhound bus station. I sat down on the sidewalk in front of the station and I waited for the bus to arrive. As I sat there, I wondered if I still had my return ticket. I started to search my purse for the ticket and I couldn’t find it.
I did, however, find my phone so I called my sister, Erin. When she answered, I said, “Hey, I’m in Colorado. Can you come get me?”
And that’s when I woke up. Hopefully, she came and got me.
Last night, I had yet another dream where I was in high school. This time, I was in an English class and I realized that I was supposed to give a report that I had totally forgotten about doing. So, I started shaking in an effort to convince everyone that I had been through a recent trauma and was in no condition to speak. I can’t remember if it worked or not.
Last night, I dreamt that I was back in high school. Between classes, I snuck out of the building, walked down the street from the school, and then hopped into a black Porsche that was waiting for me. I’m not sure who was driving but we drove away very quickly.
Last night, I dreamt there was a robin flying around the dining room. It perched on our chandelier and stared down at us. Doc wanted to catch it. No one else seemed to notice, except for me.
According to my notes, I did not dream last night. Or, if I did, I didn’t remember them. That seems like a waste of sleep.
According to my notes, I dreamt last night that I was doing pointe work in my bedroom.
Last night, I dreamt that I woke up, remembered that I had re-enrolled in high school, and then I realized that it had been months since I had lost gone to class and that final exams were coming up and I might not graduate. Frustrated, I got dressed, ran outside, got in my car, and started the engine. Then I realized that I couldn’t remember in which school I had enrolled. Then I said, in my dream, “This makes no sense. I’m a college graduate. Why did I re-enroll in high school?”
According to my hastily scrawled notes, I had a dream where I was at an archeological dig in Egypt. Apparently, a tomb had been discovered and everyone was waiting for a chance to go inside. My notes don’t mention whether the tomb was cursed or not.
Last night, I dreamt that I was in a grocery store, doing my shopping. Outside, it was raining and every few seconds, there would be a loud rumble of thunder. I was getting upset because I knew the weather would probably be even worse by the time I finished all of my shopping and I also couldn’t remember where exactly I had parked the car.
Last night, I dream I was watching someone chop down a tree that was sitting outside of a three-story mansion. When the tree fell over, it crashed right into the mansion. My memories of this dream are vague but I knew I had it because I spent the week helping my Dad find a landscaping crew to take care of his front yard.