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    1. Another dream where me and my sister were stuck in granddads car in a rain storm

      by , 07-10-2022 at 05:20 PM
      I had another dream last night where I was riding in the middle of the front seat of my granddads old Tan Plymouth Reliant between my mom and younger sister and me and my sister got stuck in the car during a rainstorm.

      When this dream started, I was riding bikes with my mom and sister on a trail we used to go and ride on when I was growing up. It was a hot and humid summer day, but the trail we were riding on was in the woods so we were in the shade and spared from the worse of the heat. As we rode along on the trail, I saw landmarks I remember used to like such as the bridge over the creek near a waterfall, a large tree that had a unique shape due to being struck by lightning, and a hill where you could see the tops of the buildings in downtown.

      When we got to the end of the trail, I saw granddads reliant in the parking lot. It was really clean like it used to look when he drove it. When we got to the car, mom unlocked and opened the front passenger side door and reminded me I was sitting in the middle and needed to get in and buckle-up. I got in and scooted across the tan vinyl bench set to the middle and fastened the tan lap belt around my waist and then my sister sat down in the passenger seat to my right and fastened the tan shoulder belt as mom closed us into the car and then spent a while loading our 3 bikes into the back seat. It was hot in the car so I rolled down the driver side window and my sister rolled down the passenger side window to cool things off.

      Once mom got our bikes loaded in the back seat, she closed the back door and then walked around the car and unlocked and opened the driver side door and then sat down in the driver seat to my left. When she put the key and turned it, the car started right up which never happened in any of the earlier dreams I had. She then puit the car in gear and headed towards our house. I felt squished riding between then since both were pressed-up against me.

      When we were on the way home, mom turned into the parking lot of the bank she used to go to when I was growing-up and then parked the car and told us she needed to go in and take care of something and for us to stay buckled in the car. She then cut the car off and got out and went into the bank branch.

      Me and my sister then spent a while waiting in the car, and I was focused on the doors to the bank and every time I saw them open, I hoped it was mom coming out but is was always someone else.

      After we had been waiting for a while, I started hearing claps of thunder and then it started to pour down rain. I had to quickly lean over and roll up the driver side window while my sister rolled up the passenger side window as the rain came down harder and harder. As me and my sister waited in the car, the rain kept coming down and showed no signs of letting up. As we continued to just sit and wait for the rain to stop and mom to come out and get in the car, both me and my sister noticed the car really stunk. My sister said it smelled like poo to her and then looked at her shoes and mine and told there was something on my shoe. I woke up from this dream while me and my sister were still waiting in the car for the rain to let-up and having to listen to my sister complain about how bad the poo stunk and how gross it was that I had stepped in poo and got it in the car.
    2. Backpacking vs. Outdoor Adventures // Wheely-Chairs // Bike Ride // Scary Not-Scary Sounds

      by , 07-29-2014 at 05:35 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 28, 2014




      Backpacking vs. Outdoor Adventures

      I was at the fall club recruiting day on campus. I was there for the backpacking club, with Zukin, Ivan and Stussy. We were working on the poster-board we would display, before people got there, and we were competing with the outdoor adventures club to see who would get more new members. I remember that our board was a three-fold board like you see at science fairs (most of the clubs do have these kinds of displays) and the adventure club had a single large board leaning up against something on their table.

      I was laughing at them because we were almost done with our board while they were still putting on the first few pieces.

      Then there was a sort of competition; we were all playing a game with a Frisbee; backpacking club vs. adventure club. We were on teams and there was a hill to the right of the field we played in; someone threw the Frisbee wrong and it went over the hill. The adventure club sent a child to go get it, because the child had way more energy than all of us and wasn't playing the game anyways.

      I think I might have been the one to throw it over the hill, because the next thing I remembered was one of my teammates coming up to me and shaking me by the shoulders, yelling "GET IN THE GAME."





      Wheely-Chairs

      I was roaming a huge, old mansion on rolling-chairs with Zukin. We were sitting in them backward (with the back to our chests) and using our feet to propel us around the place. There was a lot more to the dream that I remembered when I woke up, but I forgot to write it down and a lot of it has faded. I remember a part where we had to get down some stairs, but the entrance had a really low ceiling. So we had to get off the chairs, tilt them sideways, and shove them down the stairs, then retrieve them at the bottom to continue our adventure. We broke some expensive shit.





      Bike Ride

      Again with Zukin, this time we were riding our bikes back from some event. We had decided to go two different paths so we wouldn't collide (given us two, it's a valid concern). We accidentally almost went the same way though, and almost ran into each other. But she swerved in time to dodge me and I apologized many times because I think it was my fault.





      Scary Not-Scary Sounds

      I was walking around a neighborhood I don't know, looking for a place to sit down and do my math homework. I had my notebook, a pen, and the textbook with me, but I needed to find a place to sit in the grass. It was starting to get dark, though...

      I crossed a street, and then heard someone say, "hey!" I turned around to see a college-age man walking toward me. My first instinct is to run, but he just asks for a cigarette, which I don't have because I don't smoke, and he leaves after that.

      I sit in the grass at that corner, after the guy has left. But only a few minutes into my homework, I hear a sound to my left. I look up but don't see anything, and really the sound was so mundane and shouldn't have scared me. But it did, and I was irrationally afraid of it, and so I stood up quickly and headed toward my house, because I realized I was now in the field behind it. But I thought I was forgetting something, and had to go back to where I'd been sitting. The road was nowhere to be seen now, it was just that field behind my house. I used to my phone's flashlight to see what I'd forgotten, and realize I did in fact have everything; I had thought I was missing my phone, because it wasn't in my pocket, but it was in my hand the whole time. I noticed that the phone's light wasn't shining as brightly or a broadly as it usually does, and stood there swinging it around, trying to get it to work better, but then I heard the sound again, and turned to leave. I never did find out what was making the sound, and still don't even know why I was so spooked by it.