Nov 10 2007
Box Jumps
Well, another agility dream. Similar to others I think. I dreamed that the agility trial was in a huge barn and to the other end there were booths set up and people were selling things for fund raisers. I was late for agility again, Open, running Chase. And when I finally managed to walk the course the jumps were boxes all pressed up against the walls. And I kept thinking that will be awful hard to jump.
And I couldn’t see the numbers on the course, and I couldn’t find a map, either. When the judge gave me the papers that were supposed to have the map, I looked but I couldn’t read any of it and my mind was really getting unfocused. (I can never read in my dreams.) But the map wasn’t there even though others were telling me it was.
My mind got really wonky and I couldn’t focus or concentrate on anything. I kept wandering around, couldn’t hold a conversation, and couldn’t focus. I lost the dogs at one point, didn’t remember where I left Chase and Levi. I had left them in the car but then the car wasn’t where I had parked it.
Someone ended up calling my husband to come get me. He did, and he took me to a psychiatrist. The doc was weird and I couldn’t understand him or focus on him and I kept wandering around the office completely lost.
It was a weird dream and not a pleasant sensation. I was actually glad when I woke up.
