Mar 07, 2005 17:44
yup, i've thought about this one a whole lot, but still can't quite figure it all out.
the dream starts out with me getting out of work and loading a bunch of luggage onto a rolly-luggage rack and onto a train. in my dream it was like i was loading a thousand pieces of luggage onto the train and that i wouldn't get it all on on time. i could even feel my body push my dream state to hurrry the fuck up. i remember saying conciously to move faster because the "dream mud" was holding me back. my friend jess was there with two out of three of her kids.
i can interpret the luggage and even loading lots of it onto an object with wheels. i can't quite figure out why jess is there and her youngest child and hubby aren't.
i finally get all the luggage onto the train and load it onto the back. i even remember saying i hope it doesn't just roll off the back of the train...
right befroe the train starts to leave i go down into a dark area of the train to get some sleep when justin comes in. we hug and kiss and then we are at our departure spot. i don't remember the train ride or where i was when i left to begin with.
we get off the train with less luggage because the train people are going to bring it to the hotel. we get off and walk along a wooden pier. on the pier is a ride. we all hop on and to the right is ocean as far as the eye can see and on the left was a green park that didn't seem to have an ending. in the distance is a city with tall buildings like i've seen on the travel channel of tokyo. and on the park grass are three or four businessmen running through the park with their luggage as if they're late for a meeting. the strange thing is that we're in europe. i never saw buildings that tall in paris, but whatever.
we get on the ride and jess's son brian won't stay sitting down. jess is so happy in my dream that she doesn't even get mad. she is filled with joy and great big smiles. for those of you who don't know her, it's rare to see her slap-happy. the ride doesn't move very fast it pivots over the pier right ot left and back and forth so that you can see all angles.
the funny thing here is the fact that brian got kicked off the bus on friday for standingup all the time on it and is kicked off until wednesday.
after the ride, we walk to the hotel and my dream ends.
and as always a hotel symbolizes many many things to me, since i dream of large buildings all the fucking time. at least this time, the dream was happy and it stopped b4 we went inside.
some of these dreams are so vivid. i can still see the grass in my mind's eye. i can also still see jess smiling really big.