my dream last night was the most vivid i have ever had.
I dreamt that i wanted more than anything to be 18 again. I was all depressed that it would never happen. Then I wake up one morning and lo and behold, its the last day of high school! But its a replay of the events from another dream. Same setting, same events, same people... everything. Right down to the convertible i borrowed for some reason or another.
I spoke to myself, "man Im gonna be pissed when I wake up."
I tell my co-workers im gonna do it right this time and go to college. So i quit my job and everyone is real sad to see me go. I head over to the high school just in time for the final bell to ring. The area is flooded with people i knew from school. I look for my car, but figure out since its 1998, my car hasn’t been built yet since i drive a 2003.
I go to look for my old 88 Thunderbird that I drove in high school... but remember that the last time i had this dream i couldn’t find it in the parking lot behind the school. I come across a red convertible and remember it to be one im borrowing from a family friend. I take some weird kind of low easy rider bike from the trunk and pedel off across the street.
My dad pulls up next to me, and i put the bike in the back of his SUV that is a good 6 years before its time. 2004 ford.
The alarm went off right then and i woke up mighty pissed off and confused.
:tinfoil:
psychotherapy?
I dreamt that i wanted more than anything to be 18 again. I was all depressed that it would never happen. Then I wake up one morning and lo and behold, its the last day of high school! But its a replay of the events from another dream. Same setting, same events, same people... everything. Right down to the convertible i borrowed for some reason or another.
I spoke to myself, "man Im gonna be pissed when I wake up."
I tell my co-workers im gonna do it right this time and go to college. So i quit my job and everyone is real sad to see me go. I head over to the high school just in time for the final bell to ring. The area is flooded with people i knew from school. I look for my car, but figure out since its 1998, my car hasn’t been built yet since i drive a 2003.
I go to look for my old 88 Thunderbird that I drove in high school... but remember that the last time i had this dream i couldn’t find it in the parking lot behind the school. I come across a red convertible and remember it to be one im borrowing from a family friend. I take some weird kind of low easy rider bike from the trunk and pedel off across the street.
My dad pulls up next to me, and i put the bike in the back of his SUV that is a good 6 years before its time. 2004 ford.
The alarm went off right then and i woke up mighty pissed off and confused.
:tinfoil:
psychotherapy?