Tuesday, July 5, 2011

My Brain is Too Busy

Dream 1: My school has found a new site and we've moved in. It's a beautiful brick, turn of the century, industrial building full of cast iron spiral staircases, but it's in a terrible neighborhood. On my way to my car after school, I get shot multiple times in the gut. I know I'm going to die. When I wake up, I have stomach cramps.
Dream 2: A group of my students (a family of 6) are still waiting to be picked up after school. It's 6pm, dark, and raining. I look outside to see a car pull up, but instead see a water buffalo snorting on the window. He crashes through the wall, the building topples like a card house. I jump from roof to roof while he chases me.
Dream 3: I miss a staff meeting because state testing went long. My boss is mad at me and all the other staff grumble that I think I'm too important to have to go to meetings. I wake up, not sure if it's a dream. In my dream, I call my co-worker who confirms that it really happened and I'm in big trouble.
Dream 4: My daughter's biological mother is getting out of prison and wants to challenge the adoption. It is a legal battle involving me clutching my five year old and sobbing.  When I wake up from this one, I have to go through my memories of pregnancy and child birth to confirm that she was not adopted and it was just a dream.
Dream 5: I'm in a car and I can't seem to step on the brakes (this dream happens frequently).

Needless to say, I did not sleep well. My mind needs to sort something out -- most of it to do w/school, apparently. Tonight I may take NyQuil (TM).

Now, I'm off to my own little dream world where Jane and Percy find each other in the wood beyond the Mayday bonfire.

3 comments:

lindsay said...

YOu should try your hand at a few flash fiction contests - each one of your dreams would make a good one! Great seeing you yesterday...thanks so much!

Michelle Bledsoe said...

Oh man, I have the car dream all the time...lol
My other dreams involve being back at old jobs, but knowing in the dream that I don't work there anymore. Needless to say I am very tired in the mornings.

Raquel Byrnes said...

I don't think you're getting enough sugar. Have some cookies and call me. I'm up all hours anyway.

I like the flash fiction idea. That sounds cathartic, actually. I used to think that if I wrote down my nightmares they would be trapped on the paper.

Can't tell you how many times I set off the fire alarm burning those babies in the trash can.

Hope you sleep better.

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