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Grief in a Dream

Filed Under (Dreams) by Cynthia [More Me!] on Jun 17, 2007 8:49 pm

I’m home from my trip to Blackfoot, Idaho. Whew, I’m tired. Ran agility today and drove home this afternoon. Was fun, I’m also glad to be home.

I had an odd dream last night in the hotel room. It was one of those dreams I was glad to wake up from.

Of course dreams are disjointed so I’ll describe it the best as I can.

It kinda started out as a CSI episode. There was a homemade bomb in what seemed to be a swimming pool, and many people were killed. It was very sad. And then it morfed into High School.

I go back to the same school in my dreams all the time. I could draw out a map of this school. It only resembles my High School a little bit. More so it resembles my Jr High School (loved HS, hated Jr High). Anyway, I dream about school a lot. Usually I can’t find my classes or my locker. This time I was having a hard time finding my locker after a class. I don’t remember what class it was now, but I think I knew in my dream. So I’m wandering around looking for my locker thinking it’s on the 2nd floor, and there’s some sort of white material hanging over it. And also, the bomb had really gone off at the school in the swimming pool there and had killed people I knew.

And I was swept by grief. It was pretty awful. I felt miserable. There was an old friend of mine sitting on top of a staircase nearly in tears. Dave B… I don’t want to say his last name but he was not the Dave B that was my boyfriend. LOL. Anyway, he was in emotional agony because he had lost people he’d loved. And I knew them too, but now I don’t remember who they were. And the most awful grief swept through me.

That’s when I woke up, thank goodness. To Levi sitting on me and licking my face in the hotel room. It was even before the alarm had gone off.

It was not a pleasant dream. But I did remember it. For some nights before that I was dreaming that I needed to remember my dreams.