It sounds rather philosophical, doesn't it? But I did, last night. I usually never remember by dreams, but I do remember a bit of this one, but mostly the feeling I had when I woke up. It stayed with me for hours. My dream was like one of those movies that doesn't really make any sense but has the critics singing it praise anyway. Like Mullholand Drive or maybe Donnie Darko. I felt just as confused in my dream as I was when I watched those for the first time. I dreamt I started working in a bar in a city a few hours away from where I live and study. It was a great place (I wish there was a bar like it here...) I was there with one of the girls from my Political science class. But then she left, but I stayed and suddenly I wondered why I had bought the appartment over bar and how I was going to keep studying at my uni when I lived five hours away by train. I stayed in the bar and had a great time with the other people working there. I think I was in love with one of them but I can't be sure. I have never been in love. I sat there drinking when I suddenly had a strong urge to go home, the appartment was forgotten and even my real one. I was going to my parents. As I went to the station I marvelled at the houses, they were beautiful. They looked like the Vatican and then I knew I was dreaming. I have never known that in any of my dreams before, that I was dreaming I mean. When I finally reached the train station I couldn't find my train. And my city didn't even exist among the destinations. Only my home state (both my uni and my family are in the same state). It was somewhere around then I woke up. And I have never felt such an urge to run, escape, move, whatever. I almost booked a plane ticket to Hong Kong, seriously. I was looking at dates and prices. I just wanted to be somewhere far from here, and there aren't many places further away than Hong Kong. The only thing that stopped me was that it would take too long to get a visa now, with the thing in Tibet and all that. I still feel the need to escape though. I wonder why the dream was so clear, is so clear still. I wonder what it meant. I wonder...
I like your last sentence there when you repeated yourself, made me feel as though I was in a mist of a dream awakening and hearing it trail and echo... I have no idea what your dream meant, but you have one fierce memory.. I love dreams, dreaming is my favorite thing to do, I daydream a lot, well, more than a lot, it's one of my favorite activities...
Daydream aside, (I have a real problem with DD all the time haha) Dreams are a reflection of your subconscious, so it probably means maybe you are tired with how things are with you now and you might need a new start? I don't know.. My last dream that I can remember was quite graphic, I dreamt that my cousin was a serial killer haha , He had this huge dungeon underground where he tortured his victims and eventually killed them by cutting their heads off. The bad part is I had to help him with luring the victims because he was holding something against me (no idea what it was haha) Then I told on him and he got arrested. Weird.
That's spooky! I can't ever remember dreaming about a killer, I once dreamt I was in India with my class and when we were there we went around on flying carpets. Another one I had that my school class was in (though this one was in high school) we were on a train and all of them went around acting like monkies. But seriously? Your cousin as a serial killer... =S I wonder what it meant.
