1. I was in a mall. I took the escalator going down. I lied down on it and looked up to a psychedelic sky, blue, black, yellow, white, all blending in. I can't tell if it was night or day. I took pictures every 'step' of the way down. Lightning, photos, angles or angels. When I reached the bottom step, I thought of someone I tried to court recently (2 months ago), and I felt jealous. 2. I was wandering aimlessly around the mall. I can't seem to reach my destination, but I don't even know what my destination is. There was an escalator going up, but I didn't think it will lead me to my unknown destination. I just keep walking, jumping even. I didn't feel frustrated. I seemed to be enjoying just walking around aimlessly. NOTE: I meditated before going to sleep for 15 minutes and watched the hypnagogic images. This might have influenced the psychedelic sky. I also thought of that person I tried to court before sleeping. Wrote a short interpretation of the dream in my notebook which proved enlightening.
First dream: I wrote some key points. down, but when I woke up I couldn't remember much more than what I'd written. I am at school buying lunch with C (from jr. high/currnet) and 2 (?) other friends who I don't remember. S walks by with a friend and casts me a scathing glance. I feel satisfied. Second dream: I am in band, but band is taught by Mr. Kn (my teacher from media in high school). M is in band with me (and she was in my media class for a while!). M offers to drive me to our competition. I am in her car - it has a dark red roof that is "pressed velvet". I suggest she gets a chandelier for her car, and feel please with myself for making this funny suggestion. We go somewhere and I buy new shoes. Throughout the dream I struggle to hold all the things I am carrying - my new shoes and old ones, my ipod, other things. We get to the gym for the band competition, but we are there almost as a prank. We perform, but are obviously not trying, and are just making fun of the other bands. We have no instruments. Someone says "get into groups of three!", and we line up in threes. A police man comes and starts to talk to Mr. Kn - we are in trouble for making light of the competition. I walk away.
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