Vivid Dream

Last night I had this crazy wild dream. In it I was with this huge group of people; we were up north somewhere. It started off that we were on the side of some road and there was a random guy who was giving away his snowmobile. I was going to take it off his hands for him.

Later in the dream, I received a 700 dollar check from Blick along with other mail. Mrs. Biechler was there and it was like we were in a meeting with a bunch of gifted kids or something. In the dream, we were going to go on musical tour o something. So we headed to some place and we were all trekking along outside in some grassy place that looked like the Fort Dodge golf course. At one point, the group in front had gotten so far ahead that they tried to use these giant ear buds to boomerang someone off a tree.

Later I heard someone playing the saxophone and it was Anna Penner. At one point she'd wanted to learn to play in real life, and in my dream she had I was kind of mad because she was so good. We were divvying up parts and Jera and Anna were both there. Before we had lost Anna because she wanted to sleep. I had gotten sad because Anna was lead saxophone and I really wanted to play. I setled myself and went to help move the keyboard. There was a guy there who looked like Nate, a senior art student here. We both started playing and only we could hear ourselves. He was completely wowed and couldn't catch up with me because I was changing keys all the time. He then pointed out that the keyboard was on the saxophone setting. He was completely awestruck by my playing and I woke up missing not only the piano but the saxophone.

Republicans

Last night I dreamed that Shea called me up to see if I wanted to hang out with him. What did he propose? That I join him in recruiting people for the Republican party. He said he was going to call Sadie also and I retorted that neither of us were Republicans. We ended up meeting with each other for a bit anyway and doing something.

The end.

Nihilism

Sigh. What an allover day. It really has. I awoke to a Charity-style nightmare. It was about the nihilist project I have been working in. In my dream, instead of Reed and Elizabeth being my partners, it was Dorene. I made a comment and she responded that we had gotten points taken off for that part of our nihilism presentation. I was surprised, for I didn't know we had got our grades back yet. She had got the sheet and kept it to herself. I looked at it: C-. I started crying and lamenting that I would have to take the class again (honors program repercussions and all). We cradled each other and cried. Chad V. and Reed were nearby in a bible study and came over

This morning, as I fought my snooze, I dreamed of discussing theological things with Lincoln. 'Twas cool.

Ribbons and Bows

I tried so hard to remember my dream from last night and I did! In my dream I was at Northwestern and the three people I remember interacting with were Reed, Lincoln, and Amanda.

In part of my dream I was sleeping on a cot near our kitchenette. Then I remember that Reed had to interview me about something and Amanda wanted to ask me questions about the peace rally. I remember being stressed about knowing how to verbalize my views. Then I began working on a project for some graphics class.

That's all I really remember, except that I had to interview Lincoln for something and he was shirtless and had a tan line that looked as if he'd been wearing a halter bikini top. Yeah, a little awkward.

Anyhow, that was my dream.

Shalin and Andrea?

I just realized my dream from last night. In it, Shalin and Andrea got married and Andrea moved in with Shalin. Now, for those of you who don't know, in actuality, Shalin lives with an old prof of his and it's obvious that two men live there. Well, in my dream, Andrea moved in and the place was all remodeled and clean and crazy.

Yeah.

I had quite the dream last night. I was at Northwestern and the campus was a bit altered. One of the main buildings, possibly Riley or the student center, had been altered to have an extremely pointed and steep roof with excessive windows. Furthermore, Iowa was north of Minnesota. I found a newsletter of a church from years ago documenting that Alex P. was a chaperon at a church in Iowa with a bunch of people I know, including Karly H. and the like. I was extremely surprised and kept looking for Alex so I could tell him about our unknown connection. There were other strange parts of my dream, including my roommates and I trying to pass as boys.