Dreams – 3/6

3/6/25 #1: I was in an apartment in Ames, IA getting ready for bed when I noticed stairs going up. I went up the stairs but they were nearly a dead-end. There was an area there that was only 1-2′ high and completely empty. I went back down, laid down, and then my grandfather laid down next to me on my arm, so that I couldn’t move. Then we were on the floor of their house in Keokuk and Uncle Mike was next to me asking me about “Nero”. I had no idea and then he explained that was where my grandparents fell in love and had their portrait painted and that “Your mom should have told you all this.” 3/6/25 #2: I saw “Bree Fisher” in a gymnasium holding a baby. I went up and the baby smiled back at me, so I went to pinch his cheek and I grabbed the baby’s butt instead and then wondered if I had grabbed his butt cheek or if the baby had pooped his pants and I had squeezed the poo. I said “The baby smiles like your mom” and tried to back away but my hand was glued to the baby’s butt/poo.

3/6/23 #1: I was in a convention center/arena and wanted to get down to the floor level where there was a volleyball tournament going on. I was in a line that didn’t move fast. When I got to the doorway, I found out why. Everyone coming in had to be interviewed by members of the Ohio State volleyball team. There were a dozen players and you had to pass interviews by all 12 to be permitted down to the floor.

3/6/23 #2: I was in a football game wearing #35 but I was watching it from above. Walter Payton (#34) was given the ball on an end-around and #32 (who was Neal Anderson) was blocking for him. Payton was in our end zone but Anderson wouldn’t let him turn the corner to go upfield until Payton shoved him out of the way and I became the blocker but as I tried to block, the defense would change directions and I couldn’t block anyone. Then Payton was in the other end zone and a reporter was asking me about his run and I said “I didn’t do anything. It’s all him” and Payton came up and said “Untrue. Without him disrupting the defense, it would’ve gone nowhere.” He then frizzled my hair with his hand–because I had hair. Then I wondered if he thought I was me or if I was Roland Harper sine I was wearing #35.

3/6/22: I was back in high school and was elected El Presidente by the school. I was busy doing a parade review of everyone when a group of four teachers walked up in black blouses/skirts and said I was no longer El Presidente and they were taking charge. I was led away down a long hallway. I didn’t look back at the parade because I was afraid everyone else was on the side of the Nazi teachers.

3/6/21: I was a mechanic working in a loud garage and I couldn’t hear anyone around me no matter what. …pretty much the entire dream. Of note, I watched Ford vs. Ferrari Tuesday…maybe that’s where this came from …