Anxiety Dreams
First I was in the high school, on the last day of school, and I was cleaning out my locker. I have a feeling I've had this dream before. First I can't find my locker, then I don't remember the combination, and then it opens anyway because they are all unlocked. Last time I had too much stuff and I couldn't carry it all home. This time, I was taking my finals, but like every high school-anxiety dream I ever had, I can't remember my schedule and so I don't know which classroom to go to next. In my dream, I know I should go to the upper house office to get my schedule, and the anxiety I feel in the dream is incredible.
At some point, I said yes to an opportunity. I don't remember saying yes, but now I am on a stage in front of an audience and I am Juliet. I know that they asked me to take this role at 11:30 this morning, and now I am on stage in the evening, improving my lines and trying desperately to download the script in English between my stage entrances. The computer that is backstage will not cooperate, because computers never cooperate in my dreams. It has a lot of languages but English is hard to find, and it's also hard to read my upcoming lines thirty seconds before I have to deliver them.
Eventually I get frustrated and leave Romeo on stage to ad lib his way through my absence. The conductor gets furious and comes backstage to confront me. I tell her that I was asked to do this at 11:30 this morning, and that I have no training or rehearsal. She calms down and then the director comes to me and is sympathetic. He says that we have two more songs before intermission, and then they can get someone else, so I agree to do the last two songs. He tells me that "the lift" is coming up, when Romeo will lift me into the air, since this is a ballet. At first I'm concerned, but then he does it himself and I go up nice and light and airy, and I don't feel so bad.
At this point, I realize I am oversleeping, and needlessly staying in an anxious dream, so I wake myself up. And it wasn't until just now, as I wrote this out, that I realized that most of the stage dream was based on the ballerina rerun of House that I watched just before bed last night. I mean... duh!
At some point, I said yes to an opportunity. I don't remember saying yes, but now I am on a stage in front of an audience and I am Juliet. I know that they asked me to take this role at 11:30 this morning, and now I am on stage in the evening, improving my lines and trying desperately to download the script in English between my stage entrances. The computer that is backstage will not cooperate, because computers never cooperate in my dreams. It has a lot of languages but English is hard to find, and it's also hard to read my upcoming lines thirty seconds before I have to deliver them.
Eventually I get frustrated and leave Romeo on stage to ad lib his way through my absence. The conductor gets furious and comes backstage to confront me. I tell her that I was asked to do this at 11:30 this morning, and that I have no training or rehearsal. She calms down and then the director comes to me and is sympathetic. He says that we have two more songs before intermission, and then they can get someone else, so I agree to do the last two songs. He tells me that "the lift" is coming up, when Romeo will lift me into the air, since this is a ballet. At first I'm concerned, but then he does it himself and I go up nice and light and airy, and I don't feel so bad.
At this point, I realize I am oversleeping, and needlessly staying in an anxious dream, so I wake myself up. And it wasn't until just now, as I wrote this out, that I realized that most of the stage dream was based on the ballerina rerun of House that I watched just before bed last night. I mean... duh!