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Dream Last night:
This dream was Groundhog Day in nature. For anyone that hasn't seen that movie, that means it was the same day happening over and over but with slightly-to-greatly varied circumstances happening depending on the decisions i make. It also centered a lot on pajamas.
In this dream I lived alone in a large house, except i still had my bedroom and it was facing the same direction and everything as it is now.
Every time the day in the dream would start over, my mind would take a fast-forward, out-of-body trip from my room, through this very long hallway of kitchens and dining rooms that seemed to repeat, and finished in a living room with a large tv.
In this living room was a large tv, a couch, and a couple chairs. There was a walkway on one side of the room that led to a smaller living room with a front door. leading outside
Now every time the day would start over, i would do the fast forward thing and i would end be naked in that living room. At some point, i would put on my pajama pants that i wear most days when i feel lazy. I guess I got a shirt at some point too. Then my friends would come over, or rather, they would just appear in the living room, we would play rock band or something for a while, then we leave for school.
In one of the repetitions of the dream, nothing changed except that there were those big heavy trash cans they put in public parks placed every once in a while in that fast-forward hallway thing.
Now this is the one that stood out the most to me: Everything was the same this time, except there was an extra person there along with my friends. A girl. I don't know who it was, but she was very beautiful. I think she was supposed to be an anonymous female in the dream to remind me of the person I care about most and wish it could be right now.
anyway, she was sitting next to me on the couch and we were getting ready to play. She moves over right up against me and leans her head on my shoulder. I don't get it at first and go to brush her off out of annoyance. Then i realize whats happening. I lean back on her and put my arm around her and we just sit there, holding each other, while everything else fades out. That feeling of being close to someone you care about was one of the most real feelings I've ever felt in a dream, and something I've only felt one other time in my life. now that I'm awake it's caused me to crave that feeling, that closeness you get when you just hold another person. I already know who the anonymous beauty was supposed to be, but no reason to go into that here.
Dream starts over again. This time I dont put on the pajama pants. I pick them up, and carry them to the front door, buck naked. I open the door and go outside, not expecting anyone to be out there. But lo and behold, just a couple houses down theres some fat kid with a camera and his friends. Then across the street, a bunch of people my age, who i didnt recognize, come out of a house and laugh at me. I hold the pajamas in front on me like i'm wearing them and go back inside. I look at the clock and whatever time it read made me realize that i had missed the appearance and departure of my friends in the living room.
I run back to my bedroom, because apparently that long weird hallway thing doesnt exist anymore, and i kneel down to get something out of my dresser. A disembodied voice, or something in my head tells me that whatever I pick to wear out of that dresser would be very important. I can't remember exactly why, but i do remember there being significance behind the decision i would have to make.
I open the bottom drawer, and the first thing I see are my new jeans.
/dream
This dream was Groundhog Day in nature. For anyone that hasn't seen that movie, that means it was the same day happening over and over but with slightly-to-greatly varied circumstances happening depending on the decisions i make. It also centered a lot on pajamas.
In this dream I lived alone in a large house, except i still had my bedroom and it was facing the same direction and everything as it is now.
Every time the day in the dream would start over, my mind would take a fast-forward, out-of-body trip from my room, through this very long hallway of kitchens and dining rooms that seemed to repeat, and finished in a living room with a large tv.
In this living room was a large tv, a couch, and a couple chairs. There was a walkway on one side of the room that led to a smaller living room with a front door. leading outside
Now every time the day would start over, i would do the fast forward thing and i would end be naked in that living room. At some point, i would put on my pajama pants that i wear most days when i feel lazy. I guess I got a shirt at some point too. Then my friends would come over, or rather, they would just appear in the living room, we would play rock band or something for a while, then we leave for school.
In one of the repetitions of the dream, nothing changed except that there were those big heavy trash cans they put in public parks placed every once in a while in that fast-forward hallway thing.
Now this is the one that stood out the most to me: Everything was the same this time, except there was an extra person there along with my friends. A girl. I don't know who it was, but she was very beautiful. I think she was supposed to be an anonymous female in the dream to remind me of the person I care about most and wish it could be right now.
anyway, she was sitting next to me on the couch and we were getting ready to play. She moves over right up against me and leans her head on my shoulder. I don't get it at first and go to brush her off out of annoyance. Then i realize whats happening. I lean back on her and put my arm around her and we just sit there, holding each other, while everything else fades out. That feeling of being close to someone you care about was one of the most real feelings I've ever felt in a dream, and something I've only felt one other time in my life. now that I'm awake it's caused me to crave that feeling, that closeness you get when you just hold another person. I already know who the anonymous beauty was supposed to be, but no reason to go into that here.
Dream starts over again. This time I dont put on the pajama pants. I pick them up, and carry them to the front door, buck naked. I open the door and go outside, not expecting anyone to be out there. But lo and behold, just a couple houses down theres some fat kid with a camera and his friends. Then across the street, a bunch of people my age, who i didnt recognize, come out of a house and laugh at me. I hold the pajamas in front on me like i'm wearing them and go back inside. I look at the clock and whatever time it read made me realize that i had missed the appearance and departure of my friends in the living room.
I run back to my bedroom, because apparently that long weird hallway thing doesnt exist anymore, and i kneel down to get something out of my dresser. A disembodied voice, or something in my head tells me that whatever I pick to wear out of that dresser would be very important. I can't remember exactly why, but i do remember there being significance behind the decision i would have to make.
I open the bottom drawer, and the first thing I see are my new jeans.
/dream