A Dream of Sweet Allusion

All subsequent dreams, unless otherwise noted, are at least in mostly chronological order (when I don’t have dates or I didn’t e-mail the dream to Julia) as they all occurred this semester. Also, how is this fortuitous? I'm currently listening to Queen's "One Vision" and Freddie Mercury says "dream" like twenty times in this song. So the blog title is an obscure reference to that song.

“Sounds like something you would actually do” - Julia
It is my wedding day. I’m dressed and made up and hair-done and suddenly, I decide I don’t actually want to get married. It doesn’t sound like fun anymore. My reservations are purely material: I feel really bad about disappointing the people who came, the waste of the money and being embarrassed at being the one who broke it off. My would-be groom was a mildly famous pretty boy celebrity, and was late to the ceremony. I took that as a sign that he didn’t want to get married either so I quickly called it off. Then he arrived, explained that he was unavoidably detained but really did want to marry me. But I broke it to him as gently as I could that I changed my mind. He was kind of sad. And I felt badly about that. But honestly, it would have been worse if I had gone through with the ceremony half-heartedly.

College Dream
I was home from college, and I believe my intent was to have dinner with my parents somewhere. I just know I was driving my truck around Livermore at night and probably got lost or something. Then I parked and lost my car which really freaked me out because I was convinced my parents would be more upset

about that than me wandering around alone at night. I never said my dreams were rational. I was only mildly concerned when I ran into Trevor. He took me to his house where his mother was kind enough to give me a couch to sleep on and Trevor and I talked about our college experiences. Then I think Trevor got a little handsy and his parents found out (because of my vociferous objections and I had to leave. Then details get fuzzy. I know I also saw Scott and Sam, possibly under similar circumstances. I believe Sam helped me find my car and I finally got home, by the morning light. Even as I dreamt I was aware of the situation being very silly.

A Midsummer Night's Dream

Trevor, pt. 1, 8th grade
I’m driving a hot wheels car in a church trip caravan in space and Kelli is with me. Everything is in 80s day-glo colors. We get separated from the group and are driving along the rings of Saturn. We come to a hotel and get a room. Inside everything is entirely pink. Trevor calls and invites me to a costume party. Since I had a crush on him at this time, I am more than eager to go. The rest of the dream is spent frustratingly trying to find a suitable costume out of the clothes I brought to go on whatever church trip I was supposed to be attending. My clothes also turned pink in the hotel room.

Trevor, pt. 2, 8th grade
This time we are returning home from a church trip and Trevor’s dad is there waiting for us, and informs us that Trevor will be driving me home. Then he disappears. Trevor and I get into his car and he proceeds to back out and hits a post or chain link fence. We get to my house which is actually a dark wood paneled mansion. (It may or may not have been the mansion in Murder by Death I now realize.) Also, my family was in the mafia, led by Uncle Carl from First Wives Club.

I took Trevor upstairs, via this ginormous wooden staircase so as not to get involved with whatever my mafia family was doing. Then I took him to the barn to show him my horse, which was a big red-chestnut gelding. We had a great time but finally he had to leave.