Written Dream

       I have so many dreams these days that I feel to lazy to write them all down. I also get many strange dreams like a dream within a dream, waking up finding my self doing my morning routine then waking up again just to find that that was just a dream, dying in strange ways and very define abstract shapes and colors sturing my emotions. This dream however, was more unique then any I ever had. In the dream I was writing a book and as I was writing the book I was dreaming it out as well.

       I was writing about a classroom that I did not want to go to. The reason I did not want to go to that class was because Virgil was teaching it and I was afraid that he would patronize me being late. I wrote down, 'I'm cutting my class but find myself walking down towards the classroom arriving late. I looked into the classroom as the session was coming to an end. I see a large lecture hall and on the far right there is a stage with three baby grand piano in between two grand pianos. The pianist were play such beautiful melody. It attracted nearby people outside the classroom and soon there was a crowd surrounding outside the door of the classroom. I had just missed out on a good class. Then the scene changed. I'm outdoors walking down a sidewalk with someone.'

Stone

       I woke up in a prairie (still asleep, dreamt that I woke up in the field). The grass were rich green; there was a gentile swaying breeze. The sun, high above the sky blinds me until a puffy white cloud blocks the sun. I jumped up and started running. Running running running with no signs of tired-ness or short of breath. I stopped in front of a round stone about the size of a basketball. The world around me starts spinning except the stone, it stood in it's place in front of me. I went to touch it. Then I wake up.

PMDAS

       Dream starts off at my uncle's house. Ying, Lina, Kat, Kevin and some other of those group of friends were there. We was on the couch and was given some math equations to solve. Kat solved it but I was struggling. It was a simple equations, something like this (14*36)(12+20). I had forgotten my math :o

The first thing I did this morning when I woke up was pour some tea and attempt to solve it lol. Thank goodness I still remember! 16128

Flying Away.

       I had another flying dream last night. This time I felt like was trapped. The dream began with me curled up in the fetal position on a table in a large classroom. The room was dark but wasn't to dark which made the room look blue; just after the sun went down. I woke up and I see this man sitting on the teachers table in front of the chalk board. He looks at me and walk towards me. I jumped off and flew towards the window. I tried to break the window with my foot but it didn't break. The man slowly follows me telling me that I can't escape. I flew out of the room, down the hall and into the basement. I felt more trapped then ever. I flew to another window and try to break it. It wouldn't break either. I started flying around aimlessly with the fear of being trapped in my mind. I woke up wanting to fly away.


"There's a place that I go
That nobody knows
Where the rivers flow
And I call it home
And there's no more lies
And the darkness is light
And Nobody cries
there's only butterflies

Take me away
A secret place
A sweet escape
Take me away
Take me away
To better days
Take me away
A hiding place."

- Natasha Bedingfield: Pocketful of Sunshine