The Land of Lost Socks 2

Dream 6/5/2017

Back in my old school from Anderson, Indiana, I am doing some school work in the gymnasium along with some other classmates and a friend who has passed away. The schoolwork that we are trying to finish are several papers like you would find in a children's activity book. We color pictures with crayons and finish the fun activity on each page. A teacher walks us through each paper.

At one point, I am working on a page and it then disappears. The others are moving on to the next pages while I scramble to find the page I was just working on. How can something that I was just holding disappear into thin air. Once again it seems something of mine has gone to the land of lost socks. I get angry. Every other word out of my mouth is an expletive. My friend who has passed away tries to help me while others stare in confusion. I never find the paper. I leave the class and get a bad grade on my homework. I am furious that I didn't get a good grade and it wasn't even my fault.

I walk the halls of the school when I come to a chapel. The pews are full of students. I remember there is a Catholic gathering today. I walk past the gathering. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Land of Lost Socks

Dream 3/29/2017

     My name is Tom. I'm a young child. I attend elementary school. Today is my first day. Somehow, my underwear gets dirty so I take them off. My teacher shows me to my seat next to a boy whom I deem a pest. I play with blocks with each letter of my name inscribed on them. I put them together to spell my name, Tom. I remember my dirty underwear. I need to hide them somewhere. Behind me is a cupboard. I need to hide them in the cupboard. I look over to my teacher. She is sitting in her rocking chair rocking back and forth. I slowly open the door to the cupboard but it makes a loud creaking noise. The noise grabs my teachers attention. I quickly move my chair back, slamming against the cupboard. I want her to think the noise came from me hitting my chair against the cupboard. She walks over and opens the cupboard. She pulls out a zip lock baggie with underwear in them. They aren't mine though. She announces to the class, "Whose dirty underwear are these?"

     The closet in the classroom is like an attic. It goes about a hundred feet and opens up to the hallway on the opposite end. It's really dirty so me and my nephews decide to clean it up. I hear my dad down the hallway in another classroom substituting. At the opposite end of the closet under a bunch of toys, I find pairs of socks that I lost a long time ago. I get the idea to pick up the major items in the closet and then have a Roomba vacuum let loose for a couple hours to get the rest. Dream ends.

I wake up.