Coen's Dreams

Unfortunately I was only able to recall one dream fragment. This probably had to do with me not being in an ideal situation prior to going to bed (shut down my computer and went to sleep). I did do my mantra and everything and I think I heard a noise that was not really there. It sounded like a high pitched voice of a female singer.

The dream fragment I can remember was me being on the ACLO (student gym) to coach my volleyball team. The strange thing about this dream was time, because it was there and played some part in it. I was at the ACLO 30 minutes early and was walking around in the hallway. I do not know how I got there, the dream fragment starts there. I was walking to the exit of the ACLO because that is also the place where you can go to the canteen when I met my old mentor from high school. He told me I was supposed to be linesman for a match he was to referee. I told him that that was really inconvenient as I had to coach and the people at the club knew about that, so I needed to find someone else.

I looked at my watch and noticed I had half an hour (it was 14:30 on the watch, there was no odd or impossible time on the display). So I decided to go with him, but did place the remark that I needed to find a teammate to do the other sets after the first one. He also told me that I could go after the first set if I had to, which is strange because in reality you can obviously not walk away from being linesman. Seeing I am switching clubs this season it was also foggy as to for what club I needed to be linesman. Which are all things I could have picked up on, but did not.

Again I can only remember one dream for tonight. I do know that I had more, but silly me decided to try a WBTB instead of waking up and writing them down. Unfortunately the WBTB did not work for as far as noticed, and I am unable to recall the dreams as well. Loss-loss.

Anyway, to get back to the dream: it was focused around an old university professor of mine and a friend (RJ) and myself. RJ and me wanted to follow a course given on a university of applied sciences where RJ is studying but we were unsure of whether or not we would be allowed in. Because of that, we sent an e-mail to the professor who invited us to come almost straight away. Strange thing is, this professor could impossibly have worked at said institution because he works at the normal university and not at the one of applied sciences. This all happened very vast and we were in the classroom before I knew what was going on. This should have been something I could have picked up on, but I failed to do so.

The classroom was unlike anything they have in this university of applied sciences building. I am sure of that. It was an adapted form of part of a gym entrance where I sometimes train. You need to walk up a staircase and to your left and right are computers and workplaces, the computers had been removed and walls had been placed around the thing. The room was large and had several tables standing it in in a normal classroom formation. The strange thing was that the chairs were old and looked more like the chairs they used on my high school. RJ shot right past me and went to the back of the classroom, only to return with a chair that looked way better and actually resembled the chairs we use at the university. Finding this strange I looked at the table where we wanted to sit down and noticed that only one of those chairs was standing there, which in my mind explained RJ's behavior.

Now that we had the chairs, the next problem presented itself: what did we do with the old chairs? Even though I am sure (now that I think back) that the chairs could not be pushed under the table completely they could now all of a sudden. So we pushed them under the table until they came out under it on the other side. Even in the dream I found this somewhat strange, but thought nothing of it at the time.

The time of the lecture was not included in the dream, at least not that I can recall, and we were talking to the professor who asked us "So you were really interested in joining this course?" RJ replied and I remember thinking to myself that finally his tendency to chat up to lecturers had paid off. They chatted, and I woke up. Again, I did not get the waking up part but just found myself awake.

I was only able to recall one dream (of large fragment of the dream) from tonight. Although what I can remember was moer detailed and seemed to last longer than the dream fragments from my previous entry so I assume that this is progress all in all.

In my dream I was driving my parents' car through the Dutch town of Eelde. All in all the town seemed normal and the details I saw were correct. It was a nice and sunny day and my mom and me who were sitting in the car were conversing about something, it was not a negative subject although I am unable to recall what it was that we talked about. We were headed to my cousin who lives in Eelde. But because we were talking I took a wrong turn and the dream scene changed.

We were no longer driving in Eelde but were in the countryside. This was unlike any place I had ever been but the scene itself was not abnormal. I was driving a long road with grass on both sides of it and was headed for a farm which the road ran past. The farm was surrounded by tall trees and pretty much the only thing that was visible was its brown roof. In front of the farm was a dog, which looked like a Border Collie mix of some kind, it was black and white, small and had the ears of a Border Collie.

The dog barked at us and ran around the car, intending to follow it, which made me worry that I would in fact run the dog over. We (my mom and me) tried sending it away by making the noises Cesar Milan makes in the Dog Whisperer (a 'tshhh' kind of sound), but it did not work. The dog kept tailing us as I continued to drive past the countryside which now had farmland on its side as well. There was nothing abnormal in the environment other than the fact that I had never been there and that no such place exists close to Eelde.

Part of my brain may have even tried to tell me that by making me relive the moment where I took the wrong turn (in my dream I had never actually drove the car to make the turn while being aware of it) and making me wonder if this would indeed lead me to where we were now, seeing this did not entirely seem like Eelde to me. Despite that effort, however, I accepted the dream for reality, maybe partly because the dog was there again and was now in front of the car, making me stop.

Once stopped I got out of the car and walked over to the dog, intending to pet him. The dog was now a black Labrador looking like Maran (our own Labrador who passed away last summer). He came towards me and was happy with my attention. I showed him my hands which he carefully licked because there being cuts. I have the distinct feeling those were there because of something that happened in another dream, but I cannot remember what exactly. They were cuts like those of a cat. As I allowed him to lick me and petted him I woke up, ending the dream.

I was only able to recollect bits and pieces of one dream, which I also wrote down in tags. The overall dream quality was rather poor as I am unable to recall a lot.

The setting of the dream was a James Bond level from the Everything or Nothing game. I was to enter the building undetected, which of course posed a problem. In the dream I was discussing the incursion with several others whom I did not know (dream characters, obviously).

Seeing I knew the game, I knew within the dream what would happen, namely that a woman would be there who I would needed to massage and speak to. There the next problem occurred as my voice did not sound as the voice of James Bond. Via a way I do not understand (or maybe I just can't recall it) the conversation went to discussing ways of making my voice sound like that of James Bond. Which could be done by modifying the waves, just like in music. After all, one of the dream characters said, music is sound, just like speech. So whatever applies for music, also applies for spoken language.

I missed the waking up moment in my dream, unfortunately. But it will have followed shortly after the theory. Seeing I recall dreaming the scene in the game (Bond massaging the woman and scoring a 007-moment) after which I realized I was in my bed and had just dreamed. At that point, I was awake of course.