A Place of Retreat

Dream 11/3/2017

I meet with a tall, black man for lunch. He reminds me of Jackie Chiles from Seinfeld. When our meal is finished, we go our separate ways.

My family and I explore a museum. Each room in the building is different from the last. At some point, we get split up. Much of the time, I am on my own.

Later that day, I receive word that the man I had lunched with has died. I am reminded of my own mortality as I always am when this tragic part of life occurs. One moment we are here and the next we are just a memory.

I am told that I need to travel to Cholula hospital. The man that tells me this reminds me that it's an hours drive but he doesn't tell me which direction. I know it is either one way or the other so I chance it. I start driving, hoping that in an hour, I will notice a hospital. Twenty minutes after getting on the road, I notice some schoolmates in the car ahead of me. They start waving their hands frantically. I pull over. They tell me that I am going the wrong way, that Cholula hospital is the other direction.

I park my vehicle and walk home. When I see my mom, I tell her that we need to pick up my car. Dream ends.

I wake up

Under The Influence

Dream 2-13-14 

I'm back in my old high school. It's been turned into an elementary school. Kids are everywhere. A lady is here. She is trying to convince 6 year olds of liberalism. Her group grows. They walk around recruiting little progressive democrats. 

As I see this, I become motivated and start to recruit little 6 year old conservatives. Our groups march around the school. 

My little conservatives sneak out of the building. We march down Columbus Ave. toward a museum. We walk into the museum. It's Conner Prairie in a building. The kids walk around and learn about American history. I find a figurine that sings. You can type your name in and the figurine will add it to the song. I call the kids over. They each type their names in. They find it amusing. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Field Trip

Dream 6-17-13

Today my class is taking a field trip to a museum. We make it to the front desk. Everybody gets registered. My friend Anthony and I are the last in line. We have some trouble with our paperwork. The class leaves without us. We hurry. When our registration is finally completed, we start towards the grand lobby. There are people everywhere. We are having trouble finding out classmates. The hall is set up like a palace, with one set of stairs leading down onto the main floor and the one set on the opposite side of the room leading into the main door of the museum. We stand on one set of stairs and think we see some of our friends on the opposite stairs. We rush down the stairs, through the lobby floor, pushing our way through gobs of people on the path. We run up the stairs and through the main door. Several hallways lay before us. We are lost. We start to run down various halls until we finally stumble upon our class.

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The museum tour comes to an end. We all make it to the main floor of the lobby. It's lunchtime. On one side of the hall are an enormous buffet of delicious food and even more yummy desserts. The teacher tells us to take all the food we want, but whatever we do, do not take any of the desserts. I wait until the class takes a nap on the lobby floor then I make my way over to the dessert buffet. It's full of caramel brownies and chocolate peanut clusters and cookies. I grab one of each. I pour chocolate syrup over everything. Cover it in saran wrap and stuff it into my backpack. I will eat these when the time is right. The class starts to wake up. The teacher tells us that the field trip is over and we need to make our way to the bus. We all run to the bus as if it were a race. I try to find a seat in the back but instead settle for the third row from the back. I sit by myself. Somebody says they smell chocolate. Dream ends.

I wake up.