The first thing I remember is getting a phone call from some sort of IT department. There was a lot of people on the other line, all part of this IT department. They were really vague about what the job entailed but the jokes and things they were making made it seem like it was a big opportunity for me and it was going to be very fun. Katy was there.
All of a sudden I am at the "job" but it was a school. I'm in a science lab learning and the bell rings. I leave but then remember I left my hat in the classroom. I go back and get my hat and walk back into the hall. I go into a stairwell to the left and immediately to the right is an entrance to another classrom where my brother is. We leave the classroom together and walk back into the hall. The hallway opens up to a large room of which we are on a thirdfloor balcony looking over endless rows of pool tables and games. We walk to the cafeteria area and noticed that they sold beer. We order two beers and all of the sudden we are walking among the pool tables. Trevor isnt there anymore.
I walk to the far wall and notice a small hallway to the right. I proceed down the hallway and notice a door on the right that is open. It leads to a parking garage area with some security personel outside. My uncle Frank is with them and they are telling jokes and laughing. I walk out the door and to the left but for some reason I want to go back inside. I turn around and there are two kids sitting next to some crates. A boy and a girl. They were holding hands but in their other hands are guns for which they are about to kill themselves. For some reason I knew they were killing themselves in some romeo and juliet, we cannot be together in life so let us join in death situation. I take the guns away from them and in an attempt to make them flinch or show fear I pretend I am going to shoot them. They didnt even blink and I knew they werent afraid to die. I told them if they really wanted to kill themselves then do it right and jump off of a building.
Just then a giant car fell from the top of the building where it was once poised as the buildings sign. The owner of the school was inside it. For some reason I knew that. His wife, an attractive, tall, light skinned, black woman with an afro was very distraught over this. Suddenly, her and I were perched on some sort of scaffolding on the side of the building. The scaffolding was about to fall and we were inching our way to safety. I was assuring her it would be ok. I made it to the end and found myself inside a garage. Jody was just outside.
My neighbor Jody was outside playing tether ball. He was trying to show me how to hit the ball in a way that made it spin backward for some reason. I tried a couple times after him demonstrating this. The ball grew very large and difficult to hit. I turn around and Trevor was there again. He stood aside a road looking as if he wanted to cross. A car flew by as I approached him. I told him I wanted to talk to him and he said hold on. After another car passed by he walked to the middle of the road and picked up a key. He walked back towards me and asked what I wanted to talk about. I told him I was dreaming and he appeared to be puzzled by this. I explained that I was at home in my bed sleeping and that he was in my dream with me. He didnt know what to say to this. I told him I was going to wake up now. He said see ya later and I did.
It all started years ago with my interest in lucid dreaming. A movie had come out called "Waking Life" and there was a small buzz about this movie any where a conversation about dreams came up. I investigated the phenomenon and found several techniques for becoming self aware in your dreams as well as techniques to remember your dreams in greater detail. One of them was writing, (typing), what you recall of your dream(s) as soon as you wake up. After doing this for some time you start recalling more and more details of your dreams. It has been many years since I routinely journaled my dreaming but ever since I had, the effects of the exercises still show. In that I am able to recall many of the things that occur in them.
In the past few months my dreams have been becoming increasingly odd, long and detailed. Also I will dream many times in a night. After sharing some of these adventures with friends and family, I noticed that people were becoming intrigued by my stories and began to ask "What'd you dream about last night"? I started writing them down again and I had the idea to start a dream blog to share my dreams with other people and have them share theirs as well. Dream Bloggerz was born.
So there it is. I dunno how much of a response I will receive on this little project of mine but I hope to at least have a few people who'd like to share their comments and dreams with me. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Sweet Dreams.
Trey