I'm back in the ocean
I used to fly in my dreams...with effort, but I'd finally make it up into the night sky. I haven't had one of those dreams in a super long, and I miss them. 'Cause even in the dream, I could feel myself flying, the air wisking its way through me. *sigh*
I did have another dream about the ocean. It seems to be a recurring theme with me. A storm had just passed and I found myself at the beach. Suddenly the dreams turns into a huge panoramic picture and the whole left side of the wide ocean in front of me is a wild array of huge crashing waves and utter chaos. To approach that side or even go near it would be to incite death. And suddenly I get a close up of the wave action, a close up of a rip tide. Then I look to the right side of the panorama and find a serene picture of the same ocean. There are still waves, but they are normal waves, waves that break calmly and fade away. Nonthreatening waves. I'm pretty sure I know what this dream means, or at least I can make a stab at it and be fairly accurate in regards to the events in my life that might spark it. It obviously hints at something that has happened before that was turbulent that might happen again that might not be so turbulent the second time around. College? Other? Yea...i go with other. Of course, dreams are mere musings of the subconscious, and predict nothing...maybe.
I had an absolutely relaxing day. I spent it reading Message In A Bottle - the last Nicholas Sparks book I will ever read because they're too depressing. And really, the mass bulk of it wasn't that great. A Walk To Remember was better. I then proceeded to go to Target and pick myself up a lame disposable camera for this weekend and some glittery hairbands! Ya, you know you're excited too! And then I came home and proceeded onward to the DaVinci Code - which is good so far .
I want to go for a walk right now. But I can't. But I still want to, cause it'd be nice and cool outside. Something to be reserved for Mexico.
I did have another dream about the ocean. It seems to be a recurring theme with me. A storm had just passed and I found myself at the beach. Suddenly the dreams turns into a huge panoramic picture and the whole left side of the wide ocean in front of me is a wild array of huge crashing waves and utter chaos. To approach that side or even go near it would be to incite death. And suddenly I get a close up of the wave action, a close up of a rip tide. Then I look to the right side of the panorama and find a serene picture of the same ocean. There are still waves, but they are normal waves, waves that break calmly and fade away. Nonthreatening waves. I'm pretty sure I know what this dream means, or at least I can make a stab at it and be fairly accurate in regards to the events in my life that might spark it. It obviously hints at something that has happened before that was turbulent that might happen again that might not be so turbulent the second time around. College? Other? Yea...i go with other. Of course, dreams are mere musings of the subconscious, and predict nothing...maybe.
I had an absolutely relaxing day. I spent it reading Message In A Bottle - the last Nicholas Sparks book I will ever read because they're too depressing. And really, the mass bulk of it wasn't that great. A Walk To Remember was better. I then proceeded to go to Target and pick myself up a lame disposable camera for this weekend and some glittery hairbands! Ya, you know you're excited too! And then I came home and proceeded onward to the DaVinci Code - which is good so far .
I want to go for a walk right now. But I can't. But I still want to, cause it'd be nice and cool outside. Something to be reserved for Mexico.