I made a blog for my dreams...

...Because they're so fucked up sometimes that they just deserve their own writing place. These are straight from my mind at the time of day that it does it's finest work. In a way, this madness could teach you more about my emotions/thoughts than I could even tell you.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

I go wandering the woods in a nightgown

I have emphasized the important elements of my dream for my own reference.
It was the middle of the day and I was at my house. I walked away from my house in my bare feet wearing a nightgown. I walked through into the forest. I came to a very wide dirt road. I crossed it quickly back into the cover of the forest because I was afraid someone would see me. Next I had to cross a small clearing that was next to a highway. There were some hikers there that I really didn't want to talk to. I hurried across the clearing and down the small incline that was next to the forest.
I hesitated momentarily: it was getting late and I knew my parents would be worried when they found out I was gone from the house. They would also be furious and think I was stupid for wandering away in a nightgown. Maybe I could just stay out here until they found me and fake like someone had kidnapped me so that they wouldn't be mad. No, that was stupid. 
I turned around to head home and was startled that one of the hikers was standing there (The rest of the hikers were standing some distance away) just above me at the top of the incline (and I was at the bottom). He offered me his jacket. I thanked him and sat down on the ground in the loose, sandy dirt, wondering how I could explain myself to him. This was exactly what I had wanted to avoid by avoiding people, this awkward conversation when they asked what I was doing in the woods looking like this. I looked up at this man, he hadn't seemed to notice my clothing just yet because he was talking on his phone. 
I felt sure that he was about to call the police and report that a strange girl was wandering the woods in her nightgown. I considered making a run for it. 

Then I woke up.

1 comment:

  1. Midday- rest, a break
    House- my life
    Barefoot- being comfortable or being/acting inappropriately in a situation.
    Nightgown- feeling vulnerable/exposed
    Forest- Freedom/protection
    Crossing a dirt road- Crossing others' path
    Clearing- A place where I'm vulnerable
    Highway- a way to get somewhere or my life path
    Hikers- People who might judge me
    Hill- Losing progress
    Jacket- Protection
    Sitting in the dirt- Giving up and accepting something.
    Being Late- loss of control due to outside forces

    While I'm resting I take a break from my life and go somewhere that I feel safer and more comfortable and I become the person who I know to be the real me. However, this is not the person that I like to show to others because this person does not act appropriately in situations. I feel uncomfortable crossing anyone's path when I'm like this- to have to worry about other's opinions would spoil the fun!
    But, I never escape for long. I can always feel the lack of control I have over my own life.

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