Meta-dream
I often have dreams about going to school. About being late to class, forgetting to put on shoes, forgetting my combination or where my locker is. Lost books, not knowing my schedule, so on and so forth. The worst ones are the anxiety inducing ones - where I have somehow been MISSING CLASS all this time that I've been ...not in school. That's right. Like the dream is the reality, and that this - this waking time I have been living in since 1999? - is the dream. And that I've missed MONTHS of school. Those make me extremely anxious.
Anyway, last night, I had a meta-dream.
It was mundane enough to start. I was sick (I am currently struggling through some sinus crap, and it was identical in the dream), and was going around with my mom while she ran errands. She had to drop some county paperwork off to my coach, who taught classes for student felons. The paperwork was about two more criminal kids. Details, I dunno. My mom gives him the papers, and the coach asks to talk to me before we go. Asks why I'm not in class, etc. I tell him I'm sick, and running errands with my mom. He basically goes about busting my balls, so to speak, and says "If you don't attend the rest of your classes today, I will withhold your statement." Yes. Statement. By which he means my report card, I guess.
So I go to a room to get ready to go to the rest of my classes.
While there, I forget which 'schedule' day it is*, and ask a girl nearby. She tells me, and I remark to her...
"I really hate forgetting which classes I need to go to. I have dreams like that all the time and I hate it."
...yeah. I told someone, in a dream, about dreams that I have.
During my time in the room... minor details, but still clear.
I was standing next to a desk where a thin black boy was sitting. He was my age, and I guess my age was probably 14-15 in the dream? But his clothing looked dated. Like he was out of a 1940's sequence or something. Khaki pants, suspenders, long sleeved button cuff & collar shirt, white with a pale tan pinstripe? And those Oxford? saddle shoes? Even I had a pair of those. Brown/white instead of the black/white. I was trying to find socks to match the brown. The same khaki color the boy was wearing. I dropped a nickel, except in the dream it looked like... a Lego shield. Like the little accessory you get for Lego man Knights. The shield on the front, and the L shaped extension on the back for the Lego man to hold onto... The kid picked it up, put it in this strange machine and got one of those Atomic Fireball candies out of it.
He'd already had one, and he knew I saw him pick up my "nickel" so before he put it in his mouth, he asked if it was okay. I told him it was fine.
* - When I was in high school, they played with scheduling, to give classes more time during the day. Some schools had one semester for 4 classes, and the next semester for 4 different classes in the same school year. My school did an A & B schedule for the days. I would have 4 classes one day, 4 classes the next (I believe we had 1 class that was every day? don't quite remember), and they alternated.
Anyway, last night, I had a meta-dream.
It was mundane enough to start. I was sick (I am currently struggling through some sinus crap, and it was identical in the dream), and was going around with my mom while she ran errands. She had to drop some county paperwork off to my coach, who taught classes for student felons. The paperwork was about two more criminal kids. Details, I dunno. My mom gives him the papers, and the coach asks to talk to me before we go. Asks why I'm not in class, etc. I tell him I'm sick, and running errands with my mom. He basically goes about busting my balls, so to speak, and says "If you don't attend the rest of your classes today, I will withhold your statement." Yes. Statement. By which he means my report card, I guess.
So I go to a room to get ready to go to the rest of my classes.
While there, I forget which 'schedule' day it is*, and ask a girl nearby. She tells me, and I remark to her...
"I really hate forgetting which classes I need to go to. I have dreams like that all the time and I hate it."
...yeah. I told someone, in a dream, about dreams that I have.
During my time in the room... minor details, but still clear.
I was standing next to a desk where a thin black boy was sitting. He was my age, and I guess my age was probably 14-15 in the dream? But his clothing looked dated. Like he was out of a 1940's sequence or something. Khaki pants, suspenders, long sleeved button cuff & collar shirt, white with a pale tan pinstripe? And those Oxford? saddle shoes? Even I had a pair of those. Brown/white instead of the black/white. I was trying to find socks to match the brown. The same khaki color the boy was wearing. I dropped a nickel, except in the dream it looked like... a Lego shield. Like the little accessory you get for Lego man Knights. The shield on the front, and the L shaped extension on the back for the Lego man to hold onto... The kid picked it up, put it in this strange machine and got one of those Atomic Fireball candies out of it.
He'd already had one, and he knew I saw him pick up my "nickel" so before he put it in his mouth, he asked if it was okay. I told him it was fine.
* - When I was in high school, they played with scheduling, to give classes more time during the day. Some schools had one semester for 4 classes, and the next semester for 4 different classes in the same school year. My school did an A & B schedule for the days. I would have 4 classes one day, 4 classes the next (I believe we had 1 class that was every day? don't quite remember), and they alternated.