Saturday, December 27, 2014

First dream - 

At my grandparents house. My grandpa was not around, but my grandma was. She was busy running around packing all of her things up into boxes, as though they were moving. She kept treating me funny the whole time, like as though I was the one acting weird.

I snuck into the garage, which is attached the the house. I wasn't supposed to be there. It didn't seem like there were a lot of bikes in there at first, but there actually were quite a few. There was two bikes leaning against the workbench, and then four hanging from the rafters. Another couple under a tarp, and a few more with some drywall leaning up against them. I knew that one of these, or more, were my dad's bike(s). And since my grandparents were packing up the whole house, I wanted one of them for myself. I figured I could take my dad's old bike, since he had died a while ago,... and really, were my grandparents going to need so many bikes? They clearly weren't going to ride them, and probably would just get rid of them anyway.

It took me quite some time but I managed to get a really nice, blue bike (that wasn't my dad's after all) down from the rafters and then sneakily took it down the driveway. Right then, my grandma decided she would come out and check on me. So I hid it at the end of the driveway, in the neighbour's yard behind a row of bushes. I was sure that she had caught on, but she didn't see the bike.

My grandma continued acting all strange towards me, treating me like it was me that was being the weird one. I followed her back into the house, where my family had gathered and was sitting in the living room. All of a sudden I was confronted by them all - "CJ, why are you acting like that?".. sort of accusing me that my behaviour was that of a sketchy thief and drug addict. My response to them was that since everyone was treating me funny, so obviously that would be my reaction. I just wanted to get out of there and get to my bike lying in the neighbour's front yard, before someone else could steal it. But instead of leaving, my uncle came up behind me and put his hands on my face and started massaging my face in a really strange way, saying that "this will calm you down."


Second dream -

This took place in a cabin in the woods. There was a lot of people I knew here. It was my birthday, and they were all here for my birthday party.

A friend of mine, Talin, was on a riding lawn mower, cutting the grass in a very unorthodox way. He drove directly into the bush in a straight line, for about a quarter of a mile. I followed him of course, which was not very hard because he had cut out this little trail. He mowed a circle into the bushes, while I hid behind a tree watching, and then followed his path back to the cabin.

When I returned back, my mother had set up a game with a deck of playing cards for everybody. However, I wasn't allowed to play because there was this donkey which had apparently gotten away from my birthday party. I had to find him. I left down the road, following these tracks. That's how I knew I was going in the right direction.

It led me to this campground area, where this donkey was now scared. He had this rope tied around his neck, and if I could grab that I could lead him back. It took awhile to get close enough to him to grab the rope. I had to earn his trust. And eventually I did. We had a connection, this donkey and me. He would stare into my eyes and somehow we could communicate. I couldn't hear his thoughts, but I just knew.

We walked back to the cabin. When I got there with him, the games were done with. I tied the donkey up behind the cabin. My little cousins were all gathered around me and they wanted to and pet him. The donkey was not keen on this idea, and would freak out when any of them came near. I was the only one who could be near him.

It started to snow out, and everybody piled inside of the cabin. Against everybody's wishes, I brought the donkey inside with me. He was cold, and I had made friends with him. Plus it was my birthday. He wanted to come inside too, so there was no way I was going to leave him by himself in the sudden cold.


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