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bluegreen17) wrote2002-07-06 12:51 pm
bluegreen17) wrote2002-07-06 12:51 pm
want to analyze this?
does anyone enjoy analyzing other people's dreams? i'm writing this dream down so i won't forget it because i think the symbolism has a message,but i personally find other people's dreams boring so feel free to skip this entry if you like!
i often dream about being at college,but it's often the same college. this time,though,i was at a new place. the dorms had weird names,usually in pairs,like psych and psy ed,and such and such...
anyway,i'm in my new dorm and it's really dirty...the rest rooms are disgusting.
on the plus side,for some reason i'm not too shy and i actually ask two different people that i'm acqainted with to meet me for lunch at the dining hall and they seem yes and seem enthused and i feel good about that.
so i step into the elevator,even though i am dubious about it,since the whole dormitory seems to be in disrepair,but it seems i have little choice since i don't see any stairs.
i get in the elevator,and not surprisingly,it starts to hurtle towards the lower floors at a rapid speed. pretty scary,and yet it seems inevitable that we're going to hit bottom soon and all die on impact.
weirdly,we do hit bottom but their must be some sort of cushioning because it is not painful and crushing. however,we are stuck in the elevator for about four hours. i wonder if we will have enough oxygen to breathe but for some reason i don't get panicky about it,i'm rather resigned as i was about the elevator falling in the first place.
we eventually do get out of the elevator so it does work out.
in all,if this is any kind of message from the universe,it is definitely positive that i will survive all the stuff i'm going through,if i'm interpreting it correctly. that's what my gut feeling is,or maybe it's just wishful thinking.
i often dream about being at college,but it's often the same college. this time,though,i was at a new place. the dorms had weird names,usually in pairs,like psych and psy ed,and such and such...
anyway,i'm in my new dorm and it's really dirty...the rest rooms are disgusting.
on the plus side,for some reason i'm not too shy and i actually ask two different people that i'm acqainted with to meet me for lunch at the dining hall and they seem yes and seem enthused and i feel good about that.
so i step into the elevator,even though i am dubious about it,since the whole dormitory seems to be in disrepair,but it seems i have little choice since i don't see any stairs.
i get in the elevator,and not surprisingly,it starts to hurtle towards the lower floors at a rapid speed. pretty scary,and yet it seems inevitable that we're going to hit bottom soon and all die on impact.
weirdly,we do hit bottom but their must be some sort of cushioning because it is not painful and crushing. however,we are stuck in the elevator for about four hours. i wonder if we will have enough oxygen to breathe but for some reason i don't get panicky about it,i'm rather resigned as i was about the elevator falling in the first place.
we eventually do get out of the elevator so it does work out.
in all,if this is any kind of message from the universe,it is definitely positive that i will survive all the stuff i'm going through,if i'm interpreting it correctly. that's what my gut feeling is,or maybe it's just wishful thinking.