Dream Journal | Day 2

God, I hate writing long stuff with my phone (como te odio, Telecentro).

Maybe it's because I'm playing Skyward Sword pretty much nonstop, or maybe it's because my profile is colorful like a Kirby level, maybe it's both, but last night's dream was a far cry from the previous one.

A bunch of people showed up in this one, quite the mashup indeed. I feel there's a lot of symbolism in this if you really want to look for it, but I'll reserve any analysis.

These past weeks I made a new friend, I'll call him M. M has already appeared in a handful of dreams but what intrigues me is the fact that every time he lacks any sort of real, physical form. He's either a thought, or an idea, or is technically there but for some reason I can't see him, stuff like that, and last night was no different.

The dream began with both of us traversing through Faron Woods, except it was MUCH brighter and saturated than it actually is in game, everything was shaded with this shining, sugary pastel colors, so much so it'd put an average MLP episode to shame. It really did feel like my profile, in a way! Except for, well, the grass and trees and all that stuff. We reached a huge log which we used to climb onto a ledge which was full of little woodland critters dancing and partying, colorful lights with no apparent source were illuminating the area, and loud music could be heard all around. They asked if we wanted to join to which we both eagerly said yes, and boom, we got transformed into little critters ourselves. At first it was so much fun, we could actually shape shift into whatever cutesy form we wanted: Butterfly! Worm! Fairy! Dung beetle! Dragonfly! Little wood creature!

But at least for me that got exhausting pretty fast, I shifted back into my human body and asked M if he wanted to relax a bit, but like DMC5 Dante switching stances, M kept going and going and going, swapswapswap, colors flashing with each transformation, he was having so much fun. He told me he had never engaged in something so dynamic and colorful and was having a blast, and that if I didn't mind (actually, even if I did mind) he'd keep partying with the critters until his body gave out, and who knew when that'd be.

So I left him there enjoying himself and walked away from all that colorful chaos, I realized then that I wasn't wearing my original clothes anymore but instead a rather skimpy fairy like outfit, I didn't find this uncomfortable in the slightest and actually thought I looked incredibly cute. Still, I had to meet up with someone so I had to reach a closet that for some reason stood alone in the middle of a meadow. The grass was full of little spiny things and since I was barefoot I had to carefully plan my steps so as to not get hurt. Jump, jump, jump, there were so many, but I managed to cross over. Inside the closet there were clothes alright, but all of them were so... bland. I mean, I was dressed like a fairy, was I really going to ruin this outfit by putting on a hoodie? I decided against it and I guess that by doing so I awakened something within my attire because next thing I knew, I could fly. Well, hover above the ground, actually, but it didn't just feel amazing, it also helped to not step on the spiny things. I crossed the meadow again and this time I met an ex friend of mine, who I shall refer to as C. He's an awful person, inside and out, and had been staring at me the whole time. Envy, anger, rage, he loathed me, he hated seeing me happily dancing with M and flying so cheerfully over the meadow. He couldn't stand me not being a miserable wreck like he is, so he took it upon himself to try and ruin me. He took as many photos of me as he could gather, edited them all to make me look hideous, and posted them online captioned with nothing but lies and slander. Once done, he came running towards me, phone in hand, showing me his "great accomplishment." I was still just hovering in place, unamused, I asked him what about it. "See, see, they all hate you! Look at the things they say about you!" he said while the hand holding his phone shook. "Why don't you check instead?" I replied with a snarky smile. C flipped his phone, his face dropping. All the comments were of nothing but support for me, saying the nicest things imaginable, all could see through his lies and instead got mad at him for daring to say those things. He started to yell, to insult, smashed his phone on the ground, he looked like a rabid dog foaming at the mouth. Every single word that came out of C's mouth was nothing but violence, and yet all I could do was laugh. "It's extremely hilarious that you genuinely think you have the moral high ground, you, someone who gets off to animals and 2D CSAM, settle down, will you?" Hearing these words made every hair on his body stand to the point he resembled hedgehog, to me his appearance was very reminiscent to Roald Dahl's "a person with ugly thoughts" drawing. The more he yelled, the more he insulted me, the more he lied, the darker he became, all consuming until he was engulfed by his own ugly, dark thoughts, disappearing within himself, possibly dying.

I didn't really care, good riddance! And as it turned out, him posting my pictures online prompted my first ex (let's say "A") to come visit me, and that he did though briefly. We went to a nearby shopping mall where we took several pictures inside a photo booth, doing all sorts of silly gestures and laughing till breathless through it all. It was then that my mother interrupted us because we had somewhere to be (I actually did have to go to a birthday irl), and told me to change out of my fairy clothes, so I once more flew over the meadow towards the closet but again thought everything looked so dull. It was then that I remembered the forest party and wondered if M was still at it, so taking advantage of the fact that my mother couldn't see me from her location, I sneaked my way around and reached the party ledge, and lo and behold, M indeed was still there. Colors, so many colors, and lights, and sounds, and everything. I asked him "Are you not tired?" to which he partially repeated his previous reply, "Tired? I'm having the time of my life here! I've never done anything like this!"

Figured I could join him for a while longer before my mother got truly upset over my delay, so I did. M and I stayed there shape shifting and dancing with the critters for what felt like hours, and even though my body was growing weary, my mind and the excitement of it all didn't, so we continued on and on until I inevitably got found and yelled at.

As I was about to leave I told M one last thing, "Don't stop dancing just because I'm gone, make it last for as long as you can, don't stop enjoying yourself and having a good time"

"I wasn't going to!"

And then I woke up ✨🪅