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Showing posts with label aaron. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 25, 2017

Pass The Tardy Sauce

Dream 2/25/2017



     I'm in the boys bathroom at Liberty Christian High School. While sitting on the toilet I watch a movie on my smartphone. The stall doesn't have a door but rather a curtain. When a student walks in, I show him the movie that I'm watching. Straight ahead, outside the stall is the wall of urinals. For some reason, there is a TV on the urinal directly in front of me. I switch video from my phone onto the TV and watch it that way. In the end, I finish up and leave the bathroom.

     I walk down to the communications/praise and worship classroom where I find my friend Aaron. We talk for a moment when I look at the clock and see that it is 9:42 AM. All of a sudden, anxiety hits my stomach like a train. I was in the bathroom for way too long. I ask him what class period it is. He tells me that it's Mr. Feeny's class. I stress out. He tells me just go out to the hallway. When I do, I see that it is between class periods. Straightaway I lose most of the anxiety in my stomach but I'll still have some explaining to do. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Sunday, January 8, 2017

A Head Full of Skin

Dream 1/7/2017



I'm babysitting a very fat toddler. The kid is obese. I have to keep a sharp eye on him because he keeps walking over to the staircase and trying to fall backward down the stairs on purpose. He may be trying to commit suicide.

My friends Matt and Aaron are throwing a house party. Matt shows me his sound equipment. State of the art. He's got a turntable, but instead of vinyl records, he's got cd's playing. My sisters and aunt are here. They are wasted. My aunt keeps telling us about a gathering tomorrow that we need to attend. I walk over to a group of people who are sitting down, one of them is the obese toddler, but he is much older. He's twelve or thirteen now. While the party continues, I sit alone at the dining room table and watch television. The reception is fuzzy on the TV. I can only half see and hear what I am watching.

The next day I attend the meeting my aunt invited me to. It's a Klan meeting. A Ku Klux Klan meeting. There are several people on stage in white robes. One of them looks like the pope. They are commemorating my aunt for something she did. At one point, the speaker urges everyone to walk over to another part of the room where many pictures hang on a wall. He mentions the significance of the pictures but they look like they've been drawn by an eight year old. I sit back down.

The speaker says, "These colored people think they deserve rights..." I interrupt with a round of obnoxious but purposeful applause. The crowd seems disturbed by my actions. The man next to me grabs me and squeezes my face until my teeth feel like they are going to break.

At the end of the meeting, the head honcho walks out of the building and I follow him. I intend to insult him when one of his guards, who is African-american, stops me. I start sweet talking her, "What if we go upstairs and we kiss and touch each other?" She tells me to meet her upstairs in five minutes. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Sleepover

Dream 12/22/2016




I'm at a sleepover at my friend Aaron's house. Around ten other guys are there as well.

Most of the night we hang out in his room playing video games. I wake up the next morning and the room is empty, I can tell that everyone is in the living room. I get up and join them. They are playing Pokemon, the video game. They constantly switch turns with each other. There is a Japanese boy on the couch next to me trying to hold my hand. I don't know who he is.

While we're playing, I look out the window and realize that I parked my Jeep too much in the road and I'm afraid that someone will hit it. I head back to the bedroom to find my clothes. I search for an hour for my brown cargo pants and my gray t-shirt, but am unable to find them. Eventually I give up and go outside with the clothes I have on. I walk up to a red Jeep but it is not mine. I start walking back to the house and Aaron's sister and her friend tell me that they towed my Jeep because I did not have the required neck brace for the vehicle. I shoot out a few expletives and head back inside.

Aaron's mom is giving us all rides home. "You're gonna drive me all the way to my house?" I ask. She says that she will, that it's only five miles away. Everyone laughs. Shes mistaken. That's my old house, now I live two hours away, but I don't tell her that. We get into the van. It's packed with everyone inside. Aaron can't fit, so he hangs on to the outside. As his mom gets the car up to high speeds, Aaron can no longer hang on and he falls off, his face slams against the ground. As we speed off, I feel like I can see him get up, but it's very far away, I could be wrong.

As we ride in the van, I start singing "Maybe This Christmas" and Josh, the boy next to me, starts to sing the harmony parts. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Glasses

Dream 1-31-14




My friends Aaron, Matt and I decide to take in a movie. On our way to the local theatre, I tell them that I need to pick up my sunglasses at a gas station nearby. They drop me off at the door. I walk in to the station and walk toward the sunglasses display rack. I left my personal glasses here a few days ago. 
I can't find them. I find out that the station sold them today. I'm upset but I still need a pair of sunglasses. I start to browse the selection. I find and try on the strangest pair of glasses I have ever seen. In fact, the glasses look like they're made from a large soft pretzel. Dream ends.

I wake up.