* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Fight at School

I was in a school setting. It reminded me of my elementary school at one point, but nothing else about the dream had anything to do with it.

It was very crowded. A black guy wanted to fight me for some unknown reason.

He ended up getting brass knuckles. This idea was carry-over from a movie I recently saw. I was terrified. I got a broom stick or a mop handle with nothing attached to it and hid it behind a door so the guy wouldn't see it when he came after me. I wanted the element of surprise.

At one point I saw some school officials and I said, "I hope you're going to protect me!" I figured it was their job to protect students, though they didn't seem to care.

Eventually the guy reached out and gave me the brass knuckles. They were thinner than they would be in waking life. He looked at me as if to say, "Don't worry white boy; I'm not going to hurt you."

I was so relieved. I gave the brass knuckles back to the guy.

Girl

A girl Bv came up to me. She was looking at my clothes. She said, "Are those boxers?" I said, "Yea." She said, "Can I see?" I showed her the top of them. My hip bone was showing. She was acting like she wanted me, so I said, "Come here" and led her down a step and around a corner where nobody could see. I wanted her to put her hand down my drawers, but then she backed away. She said she couldn't. I was very disappointed.


Art

I was in a bedroom, but much of it was set up like a shop of sorts. People had come over to buy stuff. At one point they went into another room. A guy was in the room as if an employee. He straightened up the place while the customers were in the other room. I told another DC that he was doing a quick "puff and tuck" which is a term we used to use at a bedroom store when we had to straighten up.

I found it odd that he would do a retail straightening up in a bedroom, but he was gay and he liked making sure everything was just so.

Then the people came back into the main room. Now they were looking at art that was in the room. The manager of the old bedroom store told them to hold on. He wanted to show them something. He left and came back with some art that I had done and given him many years ago.

This art was in the style of art I did many years ago with particle board, india ink, glass chips, and little stones to make stars and planets. The wood was cut into a semi circle. Another was an oval canvas.

I got a pretty good look at one of the pieces. There were three planets in a nearly straight line. There were also glass chips that made up curved lines. The were either colored glass, or I had painted a representation of reflection nebula around them. The constellations were labeled Enceladus and Titan (not constellations in waking life, but moons of Saturn.)

This is carryover from a sound project I've been thinking about.

I would like to try to make this piece of art just to see something from a dream on a regular basis, but I'm not set up for it. maybe some day.