Dreams

15/1/15

Haven't had any vivid enough dreams to record for a while, but now I have.

At first I was at school, it was a Wednesday 5th period and the bell was just about to go for home time. But when it did, instead of going home we were all taken down to the Stage Hall. Somewhere in that short journey from English I must have bumped into David as the next thing I know we're sat at the back of the Stage Hall with everyone else who are sat in a huge circle - except I was sat in between David's legs leaning against his chest and he was resting his chin on my head. My friend Callum kept trying to get me to move over and sit with him and some of my other friends but I didn't want to, for obvious reasons. A little while later, David experienced something that all boys get which was so strong it pushed me along the floor a little way. He looked at me confused at my movement and rather embarrassed at the cause which I assured him that it was fine. So we went back to how we were. There was a bit where we encountered one of my friends, who I was worried would be jealous because I know she has a crush on him.

Next thing I knew, I was in a lesson. Possibly History, although we had my old Physics teacher from last year teaching us. During this lesson, I had my phone out under the table as I was talking to Shoesmith on Facebook Messenger. Unfortunately, however, he was paranoid about girls being control freaks and I was trying to calm him down.

Elsewhere, there was going to be a blue moon. We (family members) were all at the beach somewhere. It was quite a high tide, so the water was on the grass as well as covering the sand. The sky and atmosphere where like a late winter morning, the tree we stood by bare except for one of those light bulb holders you buy to light up cupboards under the stairs which was high up in the branches over the beach with am energy saving bulb in it. This was to light up the beach once night fell. According to the concersation I wouldn't be coming back here later with my mum and stepdad but with my real dad. And that it was Easter.

Whilst looking down from the low bank at the puddles and mud everyone started thinking about leaving. I, however, wanted to stay till sunset to see the moon. I started singing a song, completely improvised which included the words "We're better off waiting for tomorrow than waiting for yesterday." In the dream, I meant that we were better off hanging around for a few hours waiting for the sun to set than waiting for the next blue moon.

It was during this almost leaving bit that I woke up.