Amanda also has a way with words. If you are ever looking for a new word to add to your vocabulary, talk to Amanda. She’s got language and knows how to use it.
But I’d like to talk about dreams for a bit, and since I can’t remember any of Amanda’s dreams, I’ll relate the one I had last night.
I was stranded on an Island somewhere, although it wasn’t a tropical island, more like a sub-arctic island. Anyway, the people there had apparently shipwrecked or crash landed or something, and had reverted to a more primitive lifestyle, much like the YSA. There was some sort of leisure center on the island (maybe something like the institute building).
Anyway, the people had adopted a particular method for courtship on the island. The men would run down into the water, catch fish by whatever means they could. Then they would run back up to where the women were, smack a woman with the fish and carry her off. I had no fish, and therefore, no luck with the ladies.
Now apparently there was another way to be impressive on the island, and that was to find a piece of the shipwreck on the other side of the island. Now, even though I don’t like swimming in real life, I’m very good at it in my dreams. I can hold my breath indefinitely and even sometimes breathe underwater.
Well some jerk was taunting me to jump into the water where the shipwreck was, but I didn’t want to. So he pushed me in. I responded by pulling him in with me. When we got to the bottom, this jerk tried to hold me down underwater. I didn’t really understand the point of this because, well, I can hold my breath forever down there. That’s where the dream ended. What does it mean?
Besides being able to swim like a fish, there is another recurring ability I have in dreams. I run like a wolf or a dog. A dog runs by pushing off with both hind legs, catching himself on his front legs, and then swinging both hind legs underneath his body for another stride. That’s how I run in my dream, and I seem incapable of running any other way. I seem to be able to run very fast like this too.
So tell me what you think. Am I crazy or normal? Share your dreams with us.
7 comments:
I don't know how I feel about you posting that picture of me on the internet...actually, I do know how I feel about it but I will get over it.
Last night I had a futuristic time travel movie-like dream about a secret government scientific project that was wrong, foolish, going all wrong and getting people horribly killed. I think Laura Linney and Winona Ryder were in it. This large team of scientists and others were cutting up these super evil pig-men warrior guys, who were unconscious in their den. Apparently, at one point (in the past? in the future???) the government scientists had already done some kind of autopsy on them but they were still alive so I guess maybe it was more like a vivisection. I knew this was bad business and sure enough something happened, maybe they were waking up and all H-E-double...well, you know, was breaking out: people dying horrible animal deaths, bombs, etc. And then it was like I was waking up from something induced or coming back from the past or the future or something. I walked down this hallway to a white, beigeish, cream colored room that was very futuristic and calm. There were chairs with large white computer monitors right above them. I think I had a daught or neice or something that was waiting...and then some other stuff but I can't remember now. I don't think I even want to get into what I dreamed about on Saturday night.
There you go. How about that for a detailed dream and a big word (I was so exited when I found out what vivisection meant a few years ago).
Nathan, I don't think I could presume to interpret your dream but I usually find this website helpful (or just crap, either way): http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/.
Wow. I liked how you added the wolf running. I couldn't stop giggling as I pictured you running in this fashion. Though I think dreams are generally ridiculous and try to forget them asap, I think I have also had the ability to hold my breath for a long time.
Amanda is really thrilled about the picture you posted of her :)
In the interests of full disclosure, I didn't even take that picture. It was taken on my camera after I left it at the house. I'm not sure who took it.
From the dream dictionary It seems that the interpretation of my dream is this:
I am in a rut and I don't what to do with my life (stranded on an island)
I am trying to bring repressed feelings to the surface (symbolised by the fish), but I'm unable to do so (I have no fish). I feel that my inability to show my feelings makes me less attractive.
There is an internal struggle (the jerk) that is forcing me to confront my own emotions (the deep water). However I am not ready to confront issues in my subconscious (the shipwreck).
Hmmm.
Hmmm, indeed.
If I were Andy Oviatt I could tell you the name of the typefaces that the verification is in. But I'm not.
You um, ASK people's permission before posting their pictures right? EEEK.
Usually when I have a dream that I remember, it happens. Happily, I only have memorable dreams about once a year. I don't think I have a subconcious. Everything is on the surface, so what would there be for me to dream?
I never did ask, how was the wedding celebration on the weekend? I need details.
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