Psychoanalysis
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Now let me describe to you this dream I had. I'm naked, in the woods. There's a small brook. I'm holding this clear plastic bag, about the size of a large pillow, that's filled with peas or some green things. The ground is also covered in these peas. So I lay the bag among the green things, camoflouging it. I crawl onto the ground, looking for a 'ring'. I'm in the woods. Beyond it is a pool. Now I'm in a cave, a dry cave filled with sophisticated roots hanging. I see Corey Boyes. These roots are thin frail and delicate. They hang by strings, like little ornaments. It's like a museum in the cave, which is dry dirt all the way around. There's a Golden Rubik's Cube, with each side the same gold color, in a glass case. Neat.
Ok, I'm taking a test. I predict I will fail this test. I think it's in Hrbek's class. I think I'm gonna fail, but I get the highest grade in the class still.
Ok, now I am in some small church auditorium. It is some church financed by some cartoon company. I'm there to play in the instrument band I formed at Chinese school. Ok, now things get weird. I'm in some kind of dark, bar like, recreation center, with a bunch of students, just sitting around playing games. Most have card games. One kid has UNO, another has Double Trouble, etc. I have cards. Several kids are shuffling cards. The room is dark, with a bunch of tables and chairs like a restaraunt. So I shuffle cards. Then there's something to do with a gun being fired at an arm, and sonic the hedgehog. Weird eh?
