Synapses Burning; joshbotch's dreams
A starting point
seems fitting to start this dream journal with the first drean i ever had, i was only 3 or 4 years old and i have never written it down, it has always just been a part of me.
i was camping with my father, his girlfriend sognya, and some random other people. i was with an older boy playing, we were collecting frogs in a big yellow bucket. the aurora borealis were happening overhead. we had the bucket almost full of frogs so we went to go and show my father. he pushed me down this long winding staircase, i tumbled down to the lake. i had to haul buckets of water up to him. after a while of doing this his girlfriend picked me up and put me on her shoulders. she galloped (sort of a skip, we called it galloping as kids) out to the middle of a grassy field. the sky had turned to storm clouds. she put me into a big yellow bulldozer, gave me a toy truck, and told me that everything was going to be ok, she dissapeared. i sat there for a while looking at the scene and playing with the toy truck.