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| Sunday, January 22, 2006 |
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My dreams were very chunked and sporadic. They're difficult to piece together, so I'm not going to try to write down everything. Too much of it wouldn't make sense.
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I was returning to the prom for a high school reunion, only there were also high school kids there for their actual prom. One of my high school friends was there waiting for me in a black tux. I don't know why she was in a tux. I only spoke to her briefly. I was wearing a very short but hoopy white frilly dress. It looked ridiculous. We were all wearing skates. No one was dancing (or skating actually) So, I went out to skate by myself. In my dreams I was a great skater (although I'm not in real life). I just kept worrying about that short, hoopy dress and not being able to keep it down while I was skating.
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I dreampt about a fellow blogger. I was assigned by her doctor to track her eating habits for every five days. I was able to see that she was bingeing every other day (I could see by a high caloric intake) and not eating at all on the off days. I was worried.
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I met Cate Blanchett. I love when I get to meet people in my dreams, even though she was a little harsh.
I wrote a short film. I don't know what the short film was about, but apparently it wasn't too bad. I know I had done some editing and thrown it together on film. Minnie Driver was to be the lead. She seemed to be one of my students in the dream, so she was happy to have the part if Cate Blanchett approved. I sent the script and the tape to Cate who would be choosing whether or not to fund the film. So, she was coming and I was beside myself. When she got there, she was nice but very cold and professional. We shook hands and she wanted to see the film. She'd already seen it, so I realized then that she was expecting additions and more edits, which weren't there. She gave me stern criticism in away that I knew was supposed to be to my benefit.
I was left with the feeling that there was no way I could finish something creative when I had my teaching responsibilities along with the pressure to finish my dissertation. I think this dream was just yet another reminder of all the shit I have to do.
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posted by GrandPooOfAwesome @ 1:17 PM  |
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I was walking down a corridor either in a campus building looking for a professor's office or in a large hotel looking for my room (they kept interchanging). I came across a little girl in the hallway with straight blonde hair. I remembered a little girl I used to play with when I was around ten and she was about 8 named Kelly P__. She died in a car crash when she was around 16 on her way to a ballet performance. This little girl was only about 5, but I still asked her, "Are you Kelly P__?" Immediately I recognized the whole scenario as being impossible and realized I was dreaming. So, I decided to scrap the idea of a 5 year-old being a girl who had died at 16 and turned my attention to making myself do something I wanted. I managed to make myself do back flips in the air while chanting "lucid dreaming".
Quite peculiar.
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| posted by GrandPooOfAwesome @ 1:30 AM |
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