Space

Well, I had a space dream. I never have dreams about space, and I can actually pinpoint the last one I had - Freshman year of college, so like 3 years ago. I remember this because I woke up hysterically crying, and it was one of my more terrible nightmares in my adult life. Maybe I'll write about it later, but for now, here's my dream from last night.

I don't remember why but I was clinging the the outside of this spacecraft, hanging uselessly somewhere in space. I didn't have a space suit on and I was dying from some type of injuries. I don't know why I had all the injuries, and I don't know if the craft I was clinging to was alien or domestic, but for whatever reason there I was. I know there was another person on the other side of the small craft clinging to it as well a friend of mine, but I don't remember who it was. All I know was that my situation was helpless and I found myself wishing for death. As I didn't have a space suit, I couldn't figure out why I wouldn't just die already.

Would I have to wait to starve? This was my first thought...

Would I die from my injuries? And what were they even from?...

Would I suffocate? I was in space after all...

And why the bloody hell was this taking so long? Couldn't death just come swiftly and save me from this terribly quiet and frightening place I was at?

...The twinkling stars mocked me.

I let go of the craft hoping that drifting aimlessly would bring about a quicker death, but after a while I entered earth's atmosphere. Earth was practically glowing, even though as I fell farther and farther, plummeting swiftly to the ground, I realized it was night time. But all I could do was smile because finally my impact would bring a swift death. I didn't watch the ground and I felt so strangely at peace. I just closed my eyes and smiled, waiting.

But when I fell closer to the ground, some invisible force stopped me and the impact was feather-light. I had landed in the middle of a tennis court and I was stunned for a minute. My injuries were gone, and I was surprisingly alive and intact. I knew it must be somewhere around 2 or 3 in the morning, but there were people mingling around the court, and they looked like thugs. I realized that though my previous problems had just ended, I was in a new predicament so I quickly hightailed it out of there. Luckily I ran into a cop who was berating some young kid about one thing or another, so I knew I'd be safe from them. I had landed in IU's campus (oddly enough), although it looked nothing like IU of course.

I found some friends that I knew who were sitting up talking around a TV and I was out of breath when I got there.

"Dude, you guys will never believe what just happened to me," I explained.

I quickly ran through my whole story to looks of shock.

"No seriously, I don't even have my car, how else would I have gotten here?" I said quickly (as if that was a reasonable explanation), which seemed to convince them or they at least humored me...

And then I woke up. I'm pretty sure I couldn't have slept more than 2 hours last night :/

Some interpretations:

To see or dream that you are in space, represents exploration and independent thinking. You are broadening your horizons and view

To see a spaceship in your dream, symbolizes your creative mind. It denotes a spiritual journey into the unknown and signals self-development and self-awareness.

To dream that you fall and are not frightened, signifies that you will overcome your adversities with ease.

A Smattering

Hey there, I just wanted to say that I have been sleeping really poorly for the past... er... well its been a while and I honestly just haven't had enough of a solid dream to post on here yet. I have had a smattering of little things I can remember, and to be honest 2 of them have involved Harry Potter characters, lol.

One was when I found out that my not-so-secret crush, the fictional-albeit-sexy Severus Snape, was gay with Remus Lupin.

Also I had a dream I sexed up Draco Malfoy, but I won't get into that.

Also I had a dream that I had a big crush on my teacher who was actually the main character from Glee, the Glee coach, Mr. Something-or-rather.

And Last night I had a dream I had to sing some ridiculous song with a group in front of some club meeting or something, but instead I just set up two chairs and lounged while they were all singing, sending me scathing looks...

Anyway, you can see why I haven't updated anything. But as soon as I dream something worth jotting down, I'll let you know.

Dreams of the Ocean