The most ridiculous dream of my entire life happened last nite, and I need to blog about it. Normally I don't even talk, let alone blog, about my dreams, because I always start talking about it and realize how retarded it sounds halfway through and wish that I had never started talking. But this one was so out there I decided it was worth sharing.
I was a fugitive from the law, but I was innocent. No idea what I had been accused of doing, but it was a big deal because everyone in the entire world of this dream knew about me. And it was a different world...it was like a video game world or something. You know how in old school video games, when you're in like the forest or something, it's all split up in different rooms? You walk into the forest and you're in one room, and then you can turn left right or straight to get into another one and it moves on to the next screen/room. But it's not like real life where the outdoors is one gigantic place, because back in the day they didn't have the technology to figure that out. So, pretty much in my dream, it was like that...a world of outdoor rooms. If that makes any sense whatsoever. Anywho, I was in this forest-y type place, and I had to wear different disguises and masks and stuff. People were all around me...some knew who I was, but were friends and wouldn't turn me in. But they didn't help me. We didn't even speak. Other people were srangers and didn't recognize me thanks to the disguise, and some were the people looking for me. Despite being around all these people, I was completely alone. I barely spoke to anyone. I was always on edge and trying to figure out what to do next. And constantly moving and hiding. So after lots of sneaking around and wandering and trying to find a place to go, I was in this small room and lots of the people trying to catch me were there too. I noticed them starting to eye me up and realized I needed to get the heck out of there because they recognized me, so I booked it. Then the world completely changed to a more real-life setting as I was running. I booked it into a massive crowd of people. Literally millions and millions of people. And I was in this urban setting and it was night time and all of a sudden from like a mile away, a stage lit up and Kiss was on stage and I was at a Kiss concert. And through the magic of my dream, I flew to the front of the crowd and was hardcore full-out moshing at this concert. (This could never happen...I've been to a thousand concerts in my day, and I stay away from the moshing, because little petite me would get KILLED. Not that the rest of this dream could happen either...) And next thing I knew, this guy had gotten seriously hurt in the moshpit and I was trying to figure out how to help him and then I woke up.
Interpret THAT one.
My interpretation: While I was at the beach, The Fugitive with Harrison Ford was on tv and I used to love that movie and haven't watched it in awhile. So I was thinking about that. I looked up concerts at Hershey the other day and Kiss is one of them...which when I saw that made me think of that episode of Glee where all the boys dressed up like them and did one of their songs. So that must have been in my head too. And lastly, I think the wandering and not sure where to go or what to do next represents how I feel about my life right now. Who knows where the feeling all alone in the world thing fits in though...maybe the fact that I'm single? Idk, I definitely don't feel alone, nor am I alone in real life. Or do I subconciously feel that way?
Weird. weird. weird. My dreams for the most part are pretty normal. Lots of times when I'm stressed out I'll have nightmares about whatever it is I'm worried about. When I break up with someone or I'm having trouble with a friendship or relationship, I have nightmares about that person every nite for months. And then occasionally I'll get one of these, and they're kind of fun haha.
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