Let me tell you about another one..

I woke up today at 5a.m. and fell back asleep. I proceeded to have a dream.


I dreamed that I was back in my old neighbourhood in Ottawa. I was dreaming about airplanes.
A friend of mine was trying to catch a plane to Barcelona but it was during work hours but the truth was he didn't want to return to work, so we wrote up a letter that we would give once he left the country. 
There were airplanes flying overhead and we flew to the airport. I saw him off. 
I also think I'm missing something here. 
Anyway, I returned to my home. The one that I moved out into, a friend of the family. She was waiting for me in her home. I climbed the stairs to get to the top floor and she was there. She said, "I don't want this house anymore, do you want it?" And of course I said yes, so she left me there in the house, with an elderly woman who was cleaning the mirrors. I loved the house I was in. It obviously was not the exact same as I knew it in real life, but this house was really beautiful. 


And that for the most part was my dream. Although, I do know I'm missing something that happened in it that I can vaguely recollect. I just wanted to share this one with you, but now I'm going to go back to drinking water, eating chips and singing songs.

Let me tell you about my dream..

Let me tell you about the dream I just had. It's 5p.m. and I've just woken up from a dream.

I'll tell you that it is vague now, but I'll do my best to recollect. 

There were trains. There was new concrete and all the stations were newly built.

There were security guards, making sure no one was walking alongside the train tracks.

But that's exactly what I was doing. I was walking with a man, a friend... 

He was tall with dark hair and he made me laugh a lot. We were walking side by side and he carried a guitar. I would sing and I would sing loud. People would hear it, but they didn't know where it was coming from. I can't remember where we were coming from, or where we were going, but we walked along the trains. Lots of them would pass. Sometimes, we would jump the back of them as they left the stations.

The stations were often under a tunnel. As if there were trains that would pass overhead as well.

I always felt like we had to hide. We had to hide from the people that would pass on the normal path, and we had to hide from the trains, the drivers and the security guards. 

But it felt strange. I feel like I'm missing an important detail here... anyway, it felt strange because well... I felt like I would fall asleep in my dream, with my friend. Or I would find him sleeping and I would wake him up. I feel like we kept going by the same stations and walking in circles. I would wake up even when I was walking. And it would seem like a glitch in my memory, as though it skipped a bit and I would wake up and continue walking. I know I was happy in my dream. I don't know if I dreamed of anything while I was sleeping in my dream. I wonder why that happened.

And that is it. That was most of my dream. Although I do feel like I'm missing something,,

I'll tell you that I felt happy. Even if I was getting caught by security guards and walking in circles, and even if I didn't know where I was going. I was singing and I was singing happy songs and laughing with my friend. So, I was happy.

Isn't that what's important in life anyway?