Dreams – 3/29

3/29/24: I was in a car with a woman driving. It was all hills, woods, dirt roads, but we were supposed to be in Manila–which was in Portgual? She said it was all ‘so beautiful’ but the only thing I saw that was stunning was a collection of clay houses on a hilltop on the other side of a gorge–more beautiful because it was completely cloudy but the houses looked like the sun shined on them all day. We stopped at a side entrance to a building. I got out, went in, and then I was back in the car with the driver and Julie was along. We needed something/had forgot something in a school so the driver took us to my high school but it didn’t look like it was open. The driver said to use the door on the furthest left of the building–that it was probably open. I snuck over to the door and saw it was propped open with a box of stuff and that this was ‘Secret Door 14’. I stepped over the box and it was a white, tile-floored library. There were voices from a conference room discussing homework–which I then realized was what I needed to deal with. The voice was Mrs. Petersen (the worst teacher I had in HS) discussing how no one understood Shakespeare and could never write a paper on him, so I picked up an annotated copy of his work and realized I could copy someone else’s writing and get an easy grade. Then I saw a copy of ‘The Name of the Rose’ [which is a bear to read in real life] and was excited because I knew ‘Sean Connery is inside this book.’

3/29/23: I was in the backseat (passenger side) of a white Grand Jeep Cherokee and I know the seats were brown leather. Next to me was Larry Brennan. I do not know if we were kids or adults. My grandfather was driving. We were going uphill when a tornado appeared ahead of us but there was no way off the road so we kept going forward. Suddenly my grandfather veered left and turned 135-degrees away from the tornado into a clearing. There were more tornados and Larry and I started calling their ‘o’clock’ locations out like ‘tornado at 8 o’clock’. The tornados were everywhere and then it was dark and hard to spot the tornadoes and then it was light again but we were not in the SUV, we were in a slit-trench with lots of right angles. The tornadoes were looking for us but as long as we kept quiet, they couldn’t harm us.

3/29/22: I was watching a documentary on the Battle of Taranto while simultaneously being part of it. I was on a British ship when the British navy launched a bunch of torpedoes to destroy German U-boats in 3-sided stockades. I watch the torpedoes travel via blue dashes on the ocean surface and explosion graphics at the spots where they hit. One sub was hit twice. I saw red arrows launch from the remaining Germans and from my ship, saw them sail past us, missing. The documentary shifted to a small, damaged Italian ship. A bigger British ship was trying to back up next to the Italian to board it but the rear bumper on the British ship was too big. A second Italian boat came by to help push the British ship. Suddenly the British ship flipped end over end through the air, landing with a clatter on the other side of the battle. It turns out I was daydreaming that bit in school. One student shoved his tray at two other kids. They stopped the attack with their forks and then flipped the tray and its food across the room.

3/29/21 #1: I was sitting in a charter airplane with Taylor Harper (VB alum) on my left. People were boarding on my right and the pilot cabin was just in front of me. When people boarded, they couldn’t stand upright (no matter how tall or short they were???) and as they went back to their seats going past me, they also passed by Sammy Voils (another VB alum). She would give them peanuts or homemade peanut butter sandwiches and charged them a LOT of money for those. I asked her why and she said “This is the only fundraising we can do for volleyball.” People weren’t happy at the cost, but they wanted the food.

3/29/21 #2: I was coaching at a volleyball match in a big arena–the sort where everything is dark except the playing area. Natalie B. jumped up and hit a quick set that was out of bounds on the near side (we were on the right, our opponent on the left). The official called it in. The other coach got mad. I started laughing with Brittany (LLCC alum) that it was a horrible call…and then we started air-guitaring.

3/29/16: Julie kept telling me how to recruit and what I needed to do to improve our serve-receive passing. I reminded her that I’m the volleyball coach and she’s an academic professor…so she punched me in the side of the head.