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Dream:
I don’t remember everything about my dreams today because I was woken up and also they happened really far apart. But I do remember some interesting parts.
Firstly, I was in an elevator. It had only two floors (as both the elevators had in real life that I had been in that day). I got in and the first floor going down was okay but then it started flipping out and shaking. This extremely large woman started saying that she farted and it smelled so bad. As soon as I was focused on how bad the fart smelled, the elevator stopped shaking.
After that, I remember I was walking down the street with my parents and this guy named Matt Voight that I knew in middle school and high school walked past us and he said some shit under his breath about my dad. I guess he had passed my dad and my dad had tried talking to him and he told my dad to fuck off. So I screamed at the top of my lungs, “you are going to get your ass kicked, you fuckhead!!” And he just turned and looked at me shocked and then walked away. I started going after him but my parents both pulled me back. And then I was at my house and my neighbor, Nancy, showed up. She was wearing this pink shirt with a black vest, only it was lighter, like blue. We were standing in the kitchen and I saw that a plate was about to drop so I put it closer to the middle and she went to grab a piece of bread that was on there but it was covered in water. My mom came in and said, “no don’t eat that!” Nancy looked at me like I was going to let her do something bad just I just told her that I tried but I couldn’t get the words out fast enough.
My Interpretation:
my mom told me that elevators in dreams represent the female body (as something opening) and I was having a lot of concerns about my reproductive problems. I have no idea what smelling a fart means, maybe it’s a way of distracting me so I won’t worry so much about what’s happening. The stuff about my dad is pretty scary though. Maybe it’s telling me that I feel way overprotective over him sometimes, like people just don’t understand his problems and they just expect him to be normal when he isn’t. I knew Matt from my past so maybe it’s like… I’m angry that my dad isn’t the way he used to be. I’m conflicted because I love him but I’m just remembering how he used to be when I was in middle school and high school and now life is completely different.
As for my neighbor coming in and trying to eat bread that’s been soaked in water and getting mad at me for not warning her, I have no idea what that could mean. She always comes in when my parents and I are having dinner, but she’s not obnoxious. That one will be open to interpretation. :-).
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