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Never know what to do with dreams

 Dreamt:

August 2003

  “Art Gallery: Never know what to do with Dreams”
August 2003

[Never know what to do with Dreams when I have them:
If not written down, I cannot remember them. I have stacks of such dreams. All my dreams have possible “morals.”
When someone is in a dream, I always wonder if I should tell them in real life.... ]

Art assignments were coming due for the last class of the last semester.
Few days remained for us students to finish final works. Looking on the chalkboard I saw the list of the final assignments for our class:

Finish worksheets.
Finish projects.
Practice music, Charles exempt from playing.

Welling up with pride I turned to the nearest person to me; “Angie, I learned piano all by myself. ;Taught myself.” Angie hardly knew me however yet nodded in acknowledgment that I had spoken. Everyone around the class was talking to each other as the final bell rang.

Gathered most of my books, zipped my bag and began to leave. Realizing I might never see her again: “Angie,” and I held her wrist, “I’ve enjoyed every time We’ve talked, always.”, again she motioned and said, “ok.”

Wanted to have Angie pass some on to her; no words ever came to mind, and I just left the classroom.

Walked down the hall. Saw Jennifer, a high-school friend. Shyly, didn’t say a word. Got to the entrance of the school building, saw my grandmother. The sight of my grandmother and parents worried me greatly. There’s only one reason my grandmother would be visiting, and I didn’t like to face that realization.

I wanted to have somebodies, anybody’s phone number to text message one day with “What’s up?”. I had forgotten my phone. I realized, I wasn’t going to try, I was going to go home and forget the whole school thing happened.
 
  Moral/Conclusions
 

This dream is about the Last days of School.

If one graduates University in Winter, many years late, then, nobody around you will know it’s your last days. It “hit me” in the dream that I would not see many of these people ever again. All my class memories. It is how “Jamie”, Mandy Moore’s character, felt in A Walk to Remember. Dying of cancer, Everyday all her classmates would pack their bags, never knowing that one days would be the last day they’d see her.

In this dream, Angie is the only person I speak to. A girl I know in passing. Basically I tell her what I mean to say to all my class-mates: “I’m enjoyed every time, every time we talked: always.”

Woke up with a dreadful feeling that school would one day be over. But, it’s only the 2nd week. As Scrooge said in Lewis Clarks
1Christmas Carol, “Dear boy, what day is it today?”, The boy answers, “Tis Christmas day sir”. Scrooge completes his thought, “then, there’s still time...”

[17] And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God,I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams:

First time, mistakenly wrote, “Lewis Clark’s Christmas Carol”, Clark wrote of another book I’m reading Alice and Wonderland. Should read, “Charles Dickens’ Christmas Carol.”


[17] And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God,I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams:

1 First time, mistakenly wrote, “Lewis Clark’s Christmas Carol”, Clark wrote of another book I’m reading Alice and Wonderland. Should read, “Charles Dickens’ Christmas Carol.”

 

 


 


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