Thursday, August 25, 2005

Stairs, Bridges and Sassy

This dream took place around where my mom and dad lived when I was in high school. Actually from 5th grade through high school.

I was walking around outside just to wander around. I walked south and noticed the cracks in the drive ways of the houses. I crossed a street and noticed an old road bed. This road had holes in it and the people who lived on that road had planted flowers in these holes. So even though it could have be an ugly area they made it pretty. I turned and noticed these new brick stairs going up to the new road. Now this way a good 30 feet above where I was. So I thought well I'll go see what's up there. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and thought someone didn't understand about steps, they aren't suppose to go straight up like that. So I decided I'd go anyway. As I started to climb the stairs were more like a ladder, still they were brick and the same. It's just that I was holding on to the sides like you would a ladder. About half way up I got afraid of the height I was at. I told myself not to look down but of course I did. It scared me so I climbed back down.

On a street back behind my mom and dad's old house was a house that had been turned into something like a bording house. Though apartment was what came to my mind. I went to check on the place and it seemed pretty nice. I was talking to the guys who ran it and they were just strange. They were trying to convince me that the room that I was there to see about was haunted. I was skeptical to say the least and they were trying to show me it was. I caught the guy using a way to make it look like a ghost was there. I rolled my eyes and thought how ridiculous and just started looking around a bit. I then went outside and started back up the street.

I came to a place in the road that was like a covered bridge. The only problem was that it wasn't a bridge but the road dropped about 10 feet. So I jumped down and walked to the other side and climbed back out. I was in a place that was like a like coffee shop or something. There were chairs and tables (all outside) and I never saw the building. I looked around and it was like that was a dead end so I turned around to leave and notice a grey haired man ease into the picture. It was like he was staying just on the edge of my sight. Though I did turn to where I could see him fully. I made note of where he was and noticed that he had come from the side of the bridge, not the same way I had come. I was nervous about him being there so I jumped back down to go through the bridge and when I jumped back up he came around the side really quickly. I knew he'd be there and of course my guard was up because I was concerned with what he was doing. I had a box in my hand, a long box and I put it between us to stop him as he moved towards me. I remember thinking I had to be careful about my footing because of the drop off behind me. The man had no expression on his face so I wasn't sure what he was doing. Before I stirred from this dream I again noted that he had come from around the bridge. An easier way than I had gone.

These paragraphs aren't in order as I'm not sure which order they should be in. I feel like the last one should be first but the first paragraph wanted to be remembered first.

This dream was after I woke Michael up for school and I was snoozing.

I think I was out at a festival ground. I was there with my car, though I never saw the car I was getting things out of it and I remember waking up in it. There were a few other people around setting up also. We were busy doing things and I remember moving things around. I am saying things because I don't know what they were. Anyway, there was a building that had no roof or sides, I just remember seeing the footprint of the building. We were laughing and joking around. I found myself alone more than with the others though. They were off doing something else. I was waiting for something to be delievered. I went to the barn and was looking around. I was thinking on what needed to be changed and fixed. It needed to be cleaned out for one thing. It wasn't that it was dirty it was just out of sorts looking. This horse trailer must have come up because there were the horses I was waiting on. Sassy was there and I rode her for what seemed like a long time. I enjoyed my time riding her and then in a blink of an eye it seemed like it had been 5 minutes instead of an hour or more. I brushed her in the same way. I went back to my car/building and started thinking of fun things to do. I was thinking that I could give the kids rides on Sassy. Then I remembered Sassy was lame and I was trying to figure out how I had ridden her so long if she were. Then I woke.