Dream 030 - telecommunications company

It has been fairly uneventful in the dream department recently. I had several consecutive nights with absolutely no dreams that I could remember. Thinking back, the most recent dream before last night's was over a week ago! I dreamt that a rabid raccoon was trying to get in my back door. I knew he was rabid because it was the middle of the day and, as a nocturnal animal, he should be sleeping. I didn't post because I didn't have the time and then the dream drought started.

Anyways, the good news is that I'm back, possibly due entirely to my conscious decision to have some caffeine before bed. (Thank you, Pepsi!)

*start of dream*

I'm in a car with someone I know, but not too well. He's the co-worker of a friend. We're waiting outside a large single story building. A chartered bus pulls up and about forty people file off the bus and into the building. We get out of the car and follow them.

Inside, the people are sitting at cafeteria style tables while I and a few others that I know are standing at the front of the room. We begin our presentation. We are launching a telecommunications company. Before us are prospective customers. We bussed them in so everyone could meet.

We complete the presentation and win over their support by promising personalized service. "When you call in for help, it's the people before you that will answer the call." They seemed to really like that.

The presentation wraps up, and the potential customers leave. We then take a quick tour around our new headquarters. It's also a converted bowling alley! Random, but awesome.

*end of dream*

Dream 029 – summer camp, Aiden, volleyball

This one was me, but it’s not my life. It’s nice to have some variety in my dream world! Now, I don’t know anyone named Aiden, so this person in my dream is a mystery to me.

*start of dream*

I’m standing in a corridor with lots of little kids. There are a few other adults around. I’m a camp counsellor. We are getting the kids organized. Finally, they’re off to their next activity! Now I have to go upstairs. I walk down the hallway and find the staircase. I walk up one level and enter into a room that could be a gymnasium.

Kids and adults are everywhere. It must be parents’ day. I’m making my way through the crowds when a short boy with dark hair runs right into me and falls to the ground, knocking his forehead on the floor. His mother rushes to his side to check on him. He’s crying but ok. The mother turns to me and starts to yell. I’m the adult, she says, so I should be watching out for kids in every direction. I holler back at her. I don’t recall exactly what was said, but it was sarcastic and it shut her up.

I continue through the crowd and enter a wide hallway with a large staircase heading downstairs towards a large door. I meet up with a fellow camp counsellor. He’s wearing a name badge around his neck, so I know his name is Aiden. We’re both on break, so we decide to head down the stairs and outside to the camp counsellors' area.

Outside, the weather is perfect. We’re close to a lake where children are swimming in a roped off area. Other stations for kids to play are set-up around this picturesque property. Aiden and I go into the camp counsellor area and we find a volleyball. We start passing it around with the other camp counsellors. Someone hits it really hard and the ball goes soaring over a fence and is heading for the lake. I yell “splash!” just as it hits the water.

Aiden is about to climb the fence to go down to the lake and retrieve the ball, when we notice that the kids in the swimming area saw our ball hit the water. It’s farther down shore from them, but one of the older kids signals that she’ll go get it for us. This kid starts swimming out from the buoy line, but the buoys get caught on her bathing suit and are being pulled behind her.

The younger kids start to panic because they were told to only swim within the lines. The lines are now moving along the shore, so the younger kids start following the older kid who is on the errant volleyball mission. The little kids are trying desperately to stay within the buoy lines. We start yelling at the kids to stop, but they won’t listen and keep swimming to stay inside those lines that are moving farther and farther away.

*end of dream*

Dream 028 - tour bus crash, a trolley, a computer mouse

*start of dream*

I'm sitting at a table. I don't know where this table was, but it didn't matter for the dream. Someone else is there and we're reading a newspaper. There's a story about someone famous who just died in a tour bus crash in Germany. (real person, but is still living to the best of my knowledge. A little creepy.)

I hear noises outside, so I go to the window. Outside, there's a trolley on the sidewalk. It's approaching and it's half-full of passengers. I see that one of my sisters is on board, but she only has two children (not three) with her and the kids are much younger than they really are (dream in the past?). They get off the trolley and come inside.

My sister has brought me a gift. It's a gold necklace with diamonds. As I'm holding the necklace, my hands start to itch. I'm allergic to gold in this dream. My sister takes the necklace back and gives me a computer mouse that looks like a floppy stuffed animal. My sister says it is designed to hold an egg. Putting an egg in the mouse makes it the most ergonomic design available, she explains.

*end of dream*

Dream 027 – A lot of mini-dreams!

Mini-dream 1:

I was standing in a shopping mall on the second level. A man is standing with his back to the railing, which overlooks the escalators and the first level. The man’s son is sitting on his shoulders. For some reason the boy is wearing a hockey helmet. Then the boy slips off this father’s shoulders and falls over the railing and lands at the bottom of the escalator. Everyone starts screaming. Miraculously, the boy survives the fall and starts coming back up the escalator to his father. He is bawling, probably from being both injured and scared.

Mini-dream 2:

I’m in an underground pedestrian tunnel. A woman in lying on a public bench and is in terrible pain. It is either her hips or her stomach that is giving her trouble. I ask her if I should call an ambulance, but she refuses. A friend from high school walks up to us. She whispers that I need to move her before “the others” find her. I nod in agreement and turn back to the woman. I convince the woman that we need to walk it off.

Mini-dream 3:

I’m in a grocery store in the produce section. Every time someone walks near me, I get a flash of their name and future career prospects. Very strange.

Mini-dream 4:

I'm sitting on a bench with my sister. She asks to borrow my brown boots, to which I agree.

Dream 026 - subway/bus, a joke, frustration

*start of dream*

I'm on a subway car, only the inside looks like a very wide public bus. I'm standing near the back. I think I'm heading north because the stop names are familiar. This lady pushes through to the back and opens up a window (which is why I said it felt like a bus earlier.) The lady leaves and we can feel how cold it's becoming. A man goes up to the window and slams it shut. We know that the lady will be mad if she returns so we all agree to tell her it was someone else who closed it.

Soon, the stop names are becoming less familiar. I pull out my phone and check my GPS. It says we're heading east, not north. (There's also a blinking sign near my mom's house that says "call".) I try to remain calm and get off at the next station.

At the next station, I discover they only offer coach bus service back into town. There are two lines and neither sets of passengers are willing to tell me where they are going. I ask a lady if I have to pay to go back into town and she starts being really mean, telling me I'm an idiot to think the bus service is free. I was only asking if you have to pay twice if you're already in the public transit system.

Whatever! I decide to buy a ticket anyways, only the man selling tickets is not helpful. It costs me $10.50. I receive my ticket which is a long piece of paper with a clear sticker near the bottom. I pick the longest line, figuring it will be the one going back into town.

A man comes up to me. He says that I look a little stressed. I respond that I'm new and not familiar with the transit system here. He asks if I come from a family of dancers. Maybe I immigrated at pirouette 21. I look at him strangely. He then says its a joke. Pier 21. Pirouette 21. He looks completely defeated, so I start to laugh. I tell him it's very funny, but I just wasn't quick enough to get it. He walks away feeling slightly better.

After the encounter with the man, I still need to find the end of the line. The line is flowing into a new section of the station, behind a big door. I'm waiting there in line with a small group of women with kids in strollers. Every couple of seconds we open the door to check the line status. Next thing we know, the line has disappeared.

We start running. The ticket seller announces the bus is leaving in five minutes. The pack is running, but one by one, the members of the group go off in different directions. This is getting more and more frustrating. I'm soon only following one lady and I think we're getting close to the bus! Then she runs into a washroom. It's a dead end. I scream out of frustration.

*end of dream*

Dream 025 - Discarded items, a guitar case, a subbasement

This one is a little strange. I can pinpoint one element in this dream. I spent some time yesterday doing some cleaning and I set some things aside for my sister to sell at her next yard sale.

*start of dream*

I live in an apartment building downtown. I’m waiting in the lobby for someone to arrive. A lady shows up carrying a cardboard box. Inside are some old things of mine that I no longer want or require. She is asking me to buy back my own things to support charity. I tell her that I don’t have any money, but will go inside to get $5.

I walk down the hallway towards my apartment. A man is waiting outside my door. He’s holding a guitar case. I get excited as apparently I know this man and I forget all about my quest to retrieve $5.

I lead the man to a subbasement in the apartment building. I’m thrilled that this man is here because apparently we are collaborating on some song writing. I had recently found the perfect space for writing music, I tell him. No one else knows about the subbasement and it’s completely soundproof.

*end of dream*