According to my notes, I dreamt last night that I was doing pointe work in my bedroom.
I dreamt that I was sitting in a ballroom and I was watching as several women performed an Irish stepdance. They were all my students and this was their final exam. While they danced, I kept clapping my hands together, trying to improve their timing and rhythm. They weren’t very good and, even though I was angry with them, I was mostly angry with myself because I knew I hadn’t taught them well.
Suddenly, I was sitting in my darkened living room, watching the dancers on TV. I realized that I had never been in the ballroom but that instead, I had just imagined that while watching the dancers on TV. On TV, the dancers still weren’t that good and there was a man wearing a tuxedo and carrying a microphone who kept stepping in front of them and making jokes about how terrible they were.
Suddenly, I realized that there was old woman staring at me through the living room window. I knew she was evil so I jumped up and quickly closed the curtains so she couldn’t see me. But then I heard the front door starting to open and I realized that she had only been at the window to distract me. I ran over to the door to try to lock her out but, just as I reached the door, her hand reached through the opening, reached down, and grabbed my ankle! I tried to pull away from her but she wouldn’t let go. I looked up from her hand on my ankle and I saw her face glaring at me.
And that’s when I woke up!
Now, before anyone reads too much into this dream, I stepdanced yesterday while celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. I also got a bit too enthusiastic, missed a few steps, and I twisted my ankle a bit. I didn’t hurt much when I went to sleep but it hurt considerably more when I woke up. As for the crazy old woman …. who knows? Maybe she’s a witch that my mind created to explain why my ankle was hurting.
Anyway, it was a scary dream but definitely not a difficult one to understand.
Last night, I dreamt that I was a dancer for a speed metal band. While they played in the background, I would dance on stage while wearing a bikini and pointing an unloaded gun at the audience. Whenever the music stopped, I would shout, “Bang bang bang!”
The audience enjoyed it.