The Things You Said
By Keiti | August 29, 2007
I’m not sure what it is with me and my dreams lately - after spending years never remembering my dreams, this year - well, since March or April, I guess - I’ve been having weird dreams coming out of the wood work.
So…last night I dreamt that I was at a street fair, but everyone was dressed up like they were going to a Ren Fair - except I was in regular street clothes. I saw a sign for a mystic seer that held a picture of my college Fiction Writing professor (who, as an aside, I didn’t very much care for in real life). I wanted to make peace with him, so I wandered over to where he was set up. I went in to see him. I don’t remember much about the booth, but it was enclosed and I recall lots of red. Both of his eyes were milky white with cataracts and he was blind. We spoke for a few minutes, he imparted some words of wisdom (though I can’t remember what those words of wisdom were - which irritates me because I got the distinct feeling that I needed to hear them) and left to go tell Laura (who went to the same college I did and loved this particular professor) so she could go see him too. After I told her, she went to go see him. As soon as I lost sight of her in the crowd, I woke up.
Anyone with skills in dream interpretation?
Topics: Damn Those Dreams |