Dreams of Hawaii
So why is it the last couple of days/nights I've had the same kind of dream about Hawaii? For whatever reason about 80%-90% of them take place at the airport. What's even stranger is that while I believe I'm in Hawaii in the beginning of the dream, I end up having to decide where my flight is heading to; Baltimore or Honolulu? It's around this time in both dreams that I wake up.
Not to mention each time when I'm at the ticket desk deciding where to go I'm carrying A LOT of luggage; all carry-ons, well beyond the legal limit for one passenger, and they're very heavy.
It's getting kinda creepy for a guy whose used to dreaming about other fucked up shit like a black and white Micky Mouse dancing with Anthony Kiedis, or dreaming about Jay cooking purple ham in my grandmother's house while wearing a flowered apron( the ham was actually quite tasty).
Anyone like to take a crack at analyzing this dream, please do.
Not to mention each time when I'm at the ticket desk deciding where to go I'm carrying A LOT of luggage; all carry-ons, well beyond the legal limit for one passenger, and they're very heavy.
It's getting kinda creepy for a guy whose used to dreaming about other fucked up shit like a black and white Micky Mouse dancing with Anthony Kiedis, or dreaming about Jay cooking purple ham in my grandmother's house while wearing a flowered apron( the ham was actually quite tasty).
Anyone like to take a crack at analyzing this dream, please do.