It wasn’t until this morning that I realized I have a dream that has reoccurred a few times. Well, okay, correction– it’s not an identical dream that keeps occurring but there’s a reoccurring theme.
I’ve had this dream a handful of times, maybe more. Depending on how I wake up, I usually don’t even remember what I dream about. Of the dreams I do remember, generally, if I don’t write it down, it becomes a haze that quickly disappears from my memories.
In last night’s dream, I was in the girls’ locker room in high school, preparing for some drill team performance. The gym and locker don’t look the same, but I don’t seem to notice. In fact, I was desperately trying to remember my locker combination. 12-38-42? 38-12-24? I don’t know why these numbers came to mind, but it didn’t work and instead I figured out an easy way to pull the whole locker out and access it that way. Regardless, my efforts are fruitless and I panic. I left my drill team outfit at home and I need to go home to get it.
I tell our instructor that I need to go get it and I’m worried that I might not make the performance in time. The dream gets hazy after that. Like all the other similarly themed dreams, I never actually get my outfit (at least not that I can remember).
This time, I can’t say exactly how it happens, but the storyline shifts. I’m still on high school campus, but I’m getting in a car with a female and male coach and we’re on some important mission, even though the football game is about to start. But then I look up and the car is driving off and I’m still standing there. It doesn’t make any sense and in that moment, I’m lucid. I close my eyes and try to imagine myself on that car.
And then I’m in a strange vehicle with a friend/ex-coworker. He’s driving and at some point he puts his arm around me. There’s a car with drunk kids. Are we following them? We lose them for a second, but then there they are, stopped mid-turn. As if they suddenly, mysteriously all passed out. There’s a drunk girl that’s stripped off her clothes stumbling around next to the car. She’s giggling and unaware of the absurdity of her actions. There’s puddles everywhere (it may have been raining) and there’s a naked guy passed out on the ground next to the car. She thinks its all fun and lies down on top of him. As this strange scene unfolds, I watch in shock, sensing a feeling of impending doom for this clueless nude girl. As if this girl’s actions are undoubtedly going to result in her acquiring some deadly disease. She’s just lying there, giggling, and it’s too late to stop her. The end.
I don’t know what it all means but perhaps part of it is my subconscious expressing a fear of being unprepared, of failing. As for the rest of the dream, no clue.
TANGLED SHOESTRINGS 