Been without internet for over a week, and finally have it back. Although I could have recorded my dreams in a regular program, I just didn’t feel like it, but before I forget all about last nights dreams I am going to write them here and transfer them to the regular dream journal (which doesn’t have spell check).
This seemed to be a very long dream indeed, and I only say so because even though the events were barely related I did not detect a sudden stop in action, like most of my dreams seem to do ( I probably just forget transitional events)
I am back at school but it’s night time (I never went to night school). I have parked really far away from the actual school (a recurring theme) and I am walking towards school.
I arrive on campus but feel suddenly scared. Before the parking lot is a sort of park with a lake, and the lake, and surrounding area (in my dream) is haunted buy the ghosts of former slaves. I fear seeing them, although I am pretty sure they can’t actually do me any physical harm.
I think I will walk around instead, but just as I am about to do so three HUGE guys begin to approach, they are all ripped and tough looking. For whatever reason I don’t want them to guess that I was scared to walk past the lake. (as a side note, in my dreams I am very often concerned about if other people think I am cowardly or something).
So suddenly I remember that I am able to change my shape at will. These men haven’t seen me yet, or at least I suspect they hadn’t because it is very dark out, and I was standing in the shade of a tree.
I make myself huge and monstrous, just in time for them to be right in front of me. I forget some of the finer details here, but I’ve dared them to cross the haunted lake or something like that. I am not sure, but whatever happens next it involves all of us crossing over the lake.
I can also fly, so I just sort of skate over the surface of the lake. I catch a glimpse of the ghosts. They’re see-through, and they scare me, but I pretend to be fine. The ghosts seem to stare back with their eyes wide open and their mouths turned downwards. I couldn’t believe that I was scaring them!
On the other side of the lake is some sort of public transportation. I get on. The three big guys arrive after me. They don’t look like they want to get on the bus (or whatever it was) They look disturbed.