Dreams – 6/30

6/30/25: I was in an Ampitheater where someone was teaching a group (that was half of a class) lined up in a semi-circle. It was some sort of game/group therapy. They were all facing a table where books were stacked in organized piles. I looked at the books [titles forgotten when I woke] and then another group came in and lined up in a different half-circle facing the other way. The teacher came up and said “Your group is here” which is how I learned I was a teacher. I went over to the group but I couldn’t speak/couldn’t think of anything to say.

6/30/24: I was standing next to my Challenger–except it was a convertible. Someone had balanced books on its roof–even though the top was open. I just knew they were not my books, so I removed them. Then I was suddenly laying in a hotel bed when a demonic voice started coming from my cell phone, telling me to go outside to the card and follow orders or else they would destroy the Challenger. I didn’t/couldn’t move–and also realized that whoever was sleeping next to me wasn’t Julie.

6/30/23 #1: I was in a gray room with my mom and grandma sitting on metal folding chairs. I blinked and I was sitting behind them holding my daughter who was a baby but had her current 20s face. She leaned back on my lap until she was upside down facing my mom as if she had no bones in her body.

6/30/23 #2: I was in a school. I needed to go to the bathroom and found myself in the locker room, so I went in a toilet that looked like a trash can with steampunk contraptions all over it. I didn’t flush because I didn’t want the person walking in to know I’d been in there/I wasn’t supposed to be there. When I stepped out, I was in a cafeteria line with a grill to my right and servers to the left. I wanted to help so I took a spatula they couldn’t reach and flipped it towards a pan on the edge of the grill. I missed and it clanked to the floor and then John Marsaglia’s daughter came from behind the counter, picked up the spatula and started using it to serve salad.

6/30/23 #3: I was done playing a basketball game at Shelbyville High and went to track practice and then went to get on the bus for the track meet I forgot about. I couldn’t find anywhere to sit on the bus. I went back to the front of the bus and climbed off because I realized then that I was 25 years old and didn’t have any eligibility left which made me sad.

6/30/23 #4: [may have been part of #3 or been before #3…] I was taken from a room and told I didn’t belong there and had to be penalized ‘like the others’. I was at a concert in a small round hall. I was sitting next to a woman and man in formal attire who turned out to be Beverly Sills and Wayne Mesmer and they were giving a concert. The people I had been with were in a tunnel surrounded by an electric-blue force field and they reminded me of Statler and Waldorf sitting in their Muppet Show box. Everyone stood for a standing ovation except the people squeezed in with Sills and Mesmer–which included my wife, oldest son, and daughter, and on the other side of the singers, the two Presidents Bush. None of us stood and I felt awkward for it. Then the singers walked out and everyone followed. Suddenly I was in a fraternity parking lot following Julie around as she kept looking inside cars and then the dumpster, but she wouldn’t tell me what she was looking for and I was getting angry following her around so I decided to walk home because Sigel couldn’t be too far from wherever we were.

6/30/22: Only brief bits remain. Food, working for the military but still being in school, and the Bob Seger song “Shakedown”