This dream has really stuck with me for the entire day. It woke up some sort of parental instinct in me.
I'll keep it short since I don't remember much of the details anyway.
I was waiting in the subway and there were a lot of people. It was in my high school days because I was wearing my high school uniform and I was with my high school friends. I also recognized people that I knew at that time.
Something was wrong with the trains so a lot of people were waiting on the platform, either that or it was just rush hour lol.
Anyhow, suddenly a young young kid fell onto the tracks. I want to say maybe a 2 or 3 year old. Practically a baby.
Everyone saw the baby walking along the tracks but the train was coming, so everyone was too afraid to go after the baby in fear for their lives too. Everyone tried to get the baby to come over to the edge or kept cooing it over.
This baby was really fucking lucky because somehow it dodged the train even though they looked like they were getting run over.
People were still trying to get the baby to come over to the edge but it didn't seem like anyone was physically trying to get to the baby. In fact, a good number of people looked like they didn't care.
But for me, I couldn't take it. I suddenly cared for that baby. I felt like their mother. I felt the need to rescue this baby even if it meant sacrificing my life.
So I ran over and pushed everyone out of my way to do so, while my friends were watching. The baby was getting closer to the edge and I came way up close just trying to get the baby to come over while crying.
I was leaning over the edge and practically begging the baby to come to me...
The baby was coming towards me and when they came close enough I immediately swept them in my arms and hugged them. I just kept holding the baby and crying. I was just sitting on the platform doing that for a while. Just embracing the baby with all my heart and soul. Some people were watching but since the baby was rescued it looked like a lot of people didn't care either.
I spent a good while with the baby. The baby was very cute and soft. And I was holding on to this baby for dear life....
I had to return the baby to their family. So I went through the platform to find their family, which was at the other end. I found the family members to be sitting down eating hot pot looking so unconcerned. It looks like they didn't even know what happened, it looks like they didn't care. I felt horrible giving the baby back to them, but the baby was just reaching their arms out for them, so I gave the baby back. I walked away and that was the end of my dream.
I'm not a parent but I think this dream.... allowed me to feel like a parent, I somewhat understand the emotions of a parent now.
This dream made me realize that if I was a parent, I'd be the type to never let my child go... as a baby at least. I would hug them forever and give them all the love in the world, id never want to let them go.... is this parental awakening? A sign that a part of me wants to become a parent in the future? Wow.
Still now, i can see myself fantasizing holding a baby in the sunlight. Just embracing the baby against me with my eyes closed, rocking back and forth. Suddenly, this seems like something really nice, something I don't mind having, something I kind of want to experience.
Baby fever? Holy shit
