Dreaming
I had two weird dreams last night. Well, not super weird, but filled with people from my past. The first was the weirder of the two. I was in synagogue/some weird place that involved building stuff with chocolate. I think it was Sunday, and we were all at Sunday school, but for some reason it was in my synagogue, where in real life they borrow a primary school somewhere else. The two main people in my dream were Naomi (one of my best friends growing up) and Josh (the guy who all throughout high school, and the first year of university, I had a major crush on - he took me to my prom - sadly, nothing happened.) I talk to neither of them anymore. I did see Josh at Rosh Hashanah services this year, but I did not say hi. Naomi I last saw at her wedding two and a half years ago, but even then I barely talked to her, and it was a few years before then that I've actually spent any time with her (our parents are good friends and see each other often). Anyways, it's hard to tell from the dream whether I was my real age, or back in high school. I seem to think we were in grade ten, in the Kallah class (the graduating class in Sunday school). The dream was filled with other people from synagogue and Sunday school people. Josh and I were a couple (which was nice!) but there was this other girl, whose name I can't remember, but she seemed familiar, who wanted Josh for herself and was jealous. And mean and petty. Then there was the whole part where we were cleaning out a storage room, which was filled with broken chocolate sculptures. And I;m talking giant installation size pieces of art. All made out of giant chocolate sheets. Weird...
The second dream wasn't quite as weird. As in, I just saw these people over Christmas, but they are old friends. It was the Dooleys who were in my dream, plus a random cousin of theirs (who isn't real, as far as I know). I just saw the Dooleys on December 27th, they came for dinner while they were in Canada (they live in Atlanta - they used to be our next door neighbours growing up) and it was a very lovely time. I love seeing them, we always have such fun together! Which makes sense, because we were all good friends growing up (there's two "kids" Sarah - who was the other best friend growing up, and then Brian, who's her older brother (the same age as my sister) and we all used to play together). Anyways, in the dream it seemed we were in Atlanta because we were at Six Flags (an amusement park) but they were the visitors, so it didn't make sense. That was all the weird part. So not really weird, just weird in the sense it was old friends.
Anyways, I woke up feeling a tad unsettled, and very nostalgic. Sarah (and Brian) when I saw them asked when I was coming to Atlanta to visit them. I haven't been to Atlanta since grade 9 I think. Possibly grade 10. Years ago at any rate. And I want to go. I was thinking in February possibly. Or maybe May. For a long weekend. It would be a lot of fun!
The second dream wasn't quite as weird. As in, I just saw these people over Christmas, but they are old friends. It was the Dooleys who were in my dream, plus a random cousin of theirs (who isn't real, as far as I know). I just saw the Dooleys on December 27th, they came for dinner while they were in Canada (they live in Atlanta - they used to be our next door neighbours growing up) and it was a very lovely time. I love seeing them, we always have such fun together! Which makes sense, because we were all good friends growing up (there's two "kids" Sarah - who was the other best friend growing up, and then Brian, who's her older brother (the same age as my sister) and we all used to play together). Anyways, in the dream it seemed we were in Atlanta because we were at Six Flags (an amusement park) but they were the visitors, so it didn't make sense. That was all the weird part. So not really weird, just weird in the sense it was old friends.
Anyways, I woke up feeling a tad unsettled, and very nostalgic. Sarah (and Brian) when I saw them asked when I was coming to Atlanta to visit them. I haven't been to Atlanta since grade 9 I think. Possibly grade 10. Years ago at any rate. And I want to go. I was thinking in February possibly. Or maybe May. For a long weekend. It would be a lot of fun!