down time, finally
Free time has come. Classes yesterday went pretty well...I wasn't as focused objectively with some classes as I wanted to be, so we ended up just doing a bunch of review activities, which was fun too. With the 4th-5th-6th graders we played Train Wreck, which they loved. We were sliding all over the tatami floors, it almost got a little dangerous but thankfully no injuries were sustained.
Last night I stayed at the Asami's. I couldn't sleep so well because I kept having weird dreams. In one dream my whole family was living in Japan, and my sister Amy wasn't working, just kind of hanging around. And we got into this big fight because she told me I was always late for things and "all of our friends say so" and I yelled at her for being lazy. What a dumb dream fight. And THEN (like an aside), I was with this guy I went to school with, Chris, who I liked alot in middle school but haven't seen for about ten years, and we had gear on our backs and he said, "We need to go out and find a deep part of the river." And so we walked out onto this pier (right in the middle of a deep river, go fig, it was a dream) and it was late at night so it was pitch black. And we jumped in and just kept sinking down to the bottom, touching nothing, then finally hitting the sand. So I thrust myself back up and I remember thinking the water was so deep and I would never hit the top in time and at that moment my head broke the surface and I gasped the biggest lungful of air.
Then I woke up (in real life) and felt afraid. I hate deep water where I can't see anything. I can swim fine but I hate hate hate not knowing what's swimming around me/under me. Humans were not meant to peacefully frolic in the depths. And swimming in a deep river at night? No way...I know there aren't sharks or anything in rivers but even if I felt a little trout brush against my leg in the darkness I'd freak out. I've seen Open Water by the way.
I wonder if dreams like that mean anything?
Last night I stayed at the Asami's. I couldn't sleep so well because I kept having weird dreams. In one dream my whole family was living in Japan, and my sister Amy wasn't working, just kind of hanging around. And we got into this big fight because she told me I was always late for things and "all of our friends say so" and I yelled at her for being lazy. What a dumb dream fight. And THEN (like an aside), I was with this guy I went to school with, Chris, who I liked alot in middle school but haven't seen for about ten years, and we had gear on our backs and he said, "We need to go out and find a deep part of the river." And so we walked out onto this pier (right in the middle of a deep river, go fig, it was a dream) and it was late at night so it was pitch black. And we jumped in and just kept sinking down to the bottom, touching nothing, then finally hitting the sand. So I thrust myself back up and I remember thinking the water was so deep and I would never hit the top in time and at that moment my head broke the surface and I gasped the biggest lungful of air.
Then I woke up (in real life) and felt afraid. I hate deep water where I can't see anything. I can swim fine but I hate hate hate not knowing what's swimming around me/under me. Humans were not meant to peacefully frolic in the depths. And swimming in a deep river at night? No way...I know there aren't sharks or anything in rivers but even if I felt a little trout brush against my leg in the darkness I'd freak out. I've seen Open Water by the way.
I wonder if dreams like that mean anything?