The Night Following June Twenty-Second
So last night I had an incredible series of dreams. I have no idea why, though- it was bizarre.
I was playing guitar in somewhere that looked like Berea, Kentucky, and moving around from place to place, trying to find a better location. It was my college campus, though, wherever it was. I walked by these really cool, old, downtown-style buildings and played on a bench there for a while. I played under a tree, maybe, too... I don't remember where else.Eventually, I walked over through the trees that take you from the path that went by the library to the academic quad. Or maybe it was just the path from Norton to the academic quad. But the quad was actually a huge field with a mild slope, like it was man-made to have the stage area elevated and everywhere else leading up to it... It was set up with tons of chairs and tables in preparation for some kind of concert or rehearsal. There were lights every few tables, somehow, because it was growing dark. I walked around the perimeter- it was kind of a triangle shaped area- for a few minutes, eventually settling on a chair to play in.
A few seconds later, it was completely dark outside, I didn't have my guitar anymore, and people were coming to set up for this band thing. So I got up off the grass (I had, somehow, been sitting down on it) and tried to walk away, but I was insanely dizzy all of the sudden, so I just spun around close to the ground a few times, ending up on all fours. Danielle Honore was there, and she was going to play some kind of instrument. She sat down in the chair and said hi to me, or something (characteristically) sarcastic, I think it was.
I stood up partially (still dizzy) and was immediately in a group of people with jerseys on. The jerseys were important for explaining which instrument they played... or something like that. I couldn't talk yet, for some reason, and I was still a little dirty, so when the loud and hurried conductor/director/whatever person of the band came up to the group, I just stood there dumbly while someone else explained that I wasn't actually in band (explaining the lack of the jersey). He was nice and let me leave- I went to the ice skating rink, which was where everyone who left the field went, oddly enough. There was a group of people there in a circle, including Stan and some other people I knew but cannot now remember. There were twin males that I knew from somewhere. (I don't know any twin males...) I talked for a few minutes, explained my presence on the field somehow, then realized I really had to pee. I ran (no, I didn't skate, which is weird, thinking about it now) to the bathroom...
And promptly woke up, realizing I really had to pee.
This was around seven in the morning, so I went back to sleep afterwards.
I don't remember the second dream anymore - something tinted green (do you have dreams like that? tinted ones? Oh yeah, and both these dreams were in color.) involving mice or rats - so I'll skip to the third one I had.
I was indoors, in a very large place. The room I was in wasn't large, but I knew that the house or castle or library or building I was in was just a large place, in literal size from the outside, in historical significance (or something like that), and in modern-day importance. I was looking at some books or something.
Next thing, I was in a larger room with a bunch of people in costume for some play. Although... it was like we were in Shakespeare's time- they were wearing Shakespeare style costumes, and it was also during that time period. There was a musical going to be performed soon, and Stan was directing it, I think, but I didn't know him very well. A lot of the people couldn't make it to rehearsal for an understandable reason that I don't remember anymore. I think it might have been an impromptu rehearsal that was called because random members of the cast happened to be there at the same time.
AHA!!! no- here's how it went. After looking at books in that building place, I was in a room with a small upright piano, and Stan was playing. We had this book that had post-it-notes in it for the lines of the uncle, which was the part I was sight reading. I had heard his part before, though, but only once or twice. It was a dialogue between an uncle and another man. Stan sang the uncle part until I got it, and then he sang the other man's part. The other man's name started with an R, I remember. There was another girl in the room, too. She was standing behind Stan and to the left, and I was sitting on the bench, I think, to the right. I could see the words, and she couldn't. We sang until we got to a part where the post-it-note had a stage direction on it, and I accidentally sang that. We figured it out and I began to scratch it out, but he made me stop, because it was someone's part in the play or musical, and they understood how it worked. A girl named Emily had written the notes. She had blonde hair- she was actually the actress who played Emily in the movie, "Definitely, Maybe."
After looking at that weird post-it-note, we were in the middle of a crowd of cast members, I think. We began to sing the musical, and I sang Emily's line. Whoever was playing the piano wasn't Stan anymore, and he asked why someone was singing Emily's part if there was an Emily there. We all looked at her, and she had a spaghetti-strap grayish purple dress and a black or maybe bright purple shawl. I don't remember it well enough. She began to sing, looking terrified.
I went and sat down at this loooong table that was set up for the singers. It was weird- every line had a seat, and after you sang whatever part you had to sing, you moved to your next line. There were people on both sides of the table, so some moved from left to right and some right to left, but the way I was sitting, I moved right to left down the tables.
I ended up at the end, at the second-to-last note. The notes looked like planets for some reason, like those planet models that kids make in every science fair out of styrofoam and stuff. And okay, this is hard to explain. If everyone on both sides of the table was to face forwards, face the people who sang before them, then the music on their side, which would be on the table, would actually be facing the right direction. If you looked at my music from where I was sitting, it was rotated to the right once, so that it's right side was facing me. I had one note, then I moved backwards one seat and had one more note. It was funny because there was a guy sitting on the right, next to me, two guys across the table from me, and an old lady to my left. They were cheering for the old lady, because her note was hard to find after hearing mine, which was also hard to find. And she had to sing after me. We held the last notes of the musical. But I found mine then sang softly so she could find hers, and then we crescendo'ed into the end.
And that's all I remember.
I was playing guitar in somewhere that looked like Berea, Kentucky, and moving around from place to place, trying to find a better location. It was my college campus, though, wherever it was. I walked by these really cool, old, downtown-style buildings and played on a bench there for a while. I played under a tree, maybe, too... I don't remember where else.Eventually, I walked over through the trees that take you from the path that went by the library to the academic quad. Or maybe it was just the path from Norton to the academic quad. But the quad was actually a huge field with a mild slope, like it was man-made to have the stage area elevated and everywhere else leading up to it... It was set up with tons of chairs and tables in preparation for some kind of concert or rehearsal. There were lights every few tables, somehow, because it was growing dark. I walked around the perimeter- it was kind of a triangle shaped area- for a few minutes, eventually settling on a chair to play in.
A few seconds later, it was completely dark outside, I didn't have my guitar anymore, and people were coming to set up for this band thing. So I got up off the grass (I had, somehow, been sitting down on it) and tried to walk away, but I was insanely dizzy all of the sudden, so I just spun around close to the ground a few times, ending up on all fours. Danielle Honore was there, and she was going to play some kind of instrument. She sat down in the chair and said hi to me, or something (characteristically) sarcastic, I think it was.
I stood up partially (still dizzy) and was immediately in a group of people with jerseys on. The jerseys were important for explaining which instrument they played... or something like that. I couldn't talk yet, for some reason, and I was still a little dirty, so when the loud and hurried conductor/director/whatever person of the band came up to the group, I just stood there dumbly while someone else explained that I wasn't actually in band (explaining the lack of the jersey). He was nice and let me leave- I went to the ice skating rink, which was where everyone who left the field went, oddly enough. There was a group of people there in a circle, including Stan and some other people I knew but cannot now remember. There were twin males that I knew from somewhere. (I don't know any twin males...) I talked for a few minutes, explained my presence on the field somehow, then realized I really had to pee. I ran (no, I didn't skate, which is weird, thinking about it now) to the bathroom...
And promptly woke up, realizing I really had to pee.
This was around seven in the morning, so I went back to sleep afterwards.
I don't remember the second dream anymore - something tinted green (do you have dreams like that? tinted ones? Oh yeah, and both these dreams were in color.) involving mice or rats - so I'll skip to the third one I had.
I was indoors, in a very large place. The room I was in wasn't large, but I knew that the house or castle or library or building I was in was just a large place, in literal size from the outside, in historical significance (or something like that), and in modern-day importance. I was looking at some books or something.
Next thing, I was in a larger room with a bunch of people in costume for some play. Although... it was like we were in Shakespeare's time- they were wearing Shakespeare style costumes, and it was also during that time period. There was a musical going to be performed soon, and Stan was directing it, I think, but I didn't know him very well. A lot of the people couldn't make it to rehearsal for an understandable reason that I don't remember anymore. I think it might have been an impromptu rehearsal that was called because random members of the cast happened to be there at the same time.
AHA!!! no- here's how it went. After looking at books in that building place, I was in a room with a small upright piano, and Stan was playing. We had this book that had post-it-notes in it for the lines of the uncle, which was the part I was sight reading. I had heard his part before, though, but only once or twice. It was a dialogue between an uncle and another man. Stan sang the uncle part until I got it, and then he sang the other man's part. The other man's name started with an R, I remember. There was another girl in the room, too. She was standing behind Stan and to the left, and I was sitting on the bench, I think, to the right. I could see the words, and she couldn't. We sang until we got to a part where the post-it-note had a stage direction on it, and I accidentally sang that. We figured it out and I began to scratch it out, but he made me stop, because it was someone's part in the play or musical, and they understood how it worked. A girl named Emily had written the notes. She had blonde hair- she was actually the actress who played Emily in the movie, "Definitely, Maybe."
After looking at that weird post-it-note, we were in the middle of a crowd of cast members, I think. We began to sing the musical, and I sang Emily's line. Whoever was playing the piano wasn't Stan anymore, and he asked why someone was singing Emily's part if there was an Emily there. We all looked at her, and she had a spaghetti-strap grayish purple dress and a black or maybe bright purple shawl. I don't remember it well enough. She began to sing, looking terrified.
I went and sat down at this loooong table that was set up for the singers. It was weird- every line had a seat, and after you sang whatever part you had to sing, you moved to your next line. There were people on both sides of the table, so some moved from left to right and some right to left, but the way I was sitting, I moved right to left down the tables.
I ended up at the end, at the second-to-last note. The notes looked like planets for some reason, like those planet models that kids make in every science fair out of styrofoam and stuff. And okay, this is hard to explain. If everyone on both sides of the table was to face forwards, face the people who sang before them, then the music on their side, which would be on the table, would actually be facing the right direction. If you looked at my music from where I was sitting, it was rotated to the right once, so that it's right side was facing me. I had one note, then I moved backwards one seat and had one more note. It was funny because there was a guy sitting on the right, next to me, two guys across the table from me, and an old lady to my left. They were cheering for the old lady, because her note was hard to find after hearing mine, which was also hard to find. And she had to sing after me. We held the last notes of the musical. But I found mine then sang softly so she could find hers, and then we crescendo'ed into the end.
And that's all I remember.