Dreams pt1

Almost every night i get tossed into another reality.

 

Things are in the same places, morphing into things i really have seen into others I haven’t yet seen in reality. 

Work nightmares have also been tossed into it all as well. 

Clients sitting in front of me but it goes no where to me being booked with 5 people at once.

To them planning plays.

 

Down town in my home town has been morphed into one restaurant i keep ending up in to another clothing store i remember walking the exact same way every time I dream of that area.

To superstore being turned into some super mall with tall staircases that circle to the sides that are also escalators. With stores at the sides of the escalator.

One of my most reoccurring ones is a small house nestled on a little slope, with trees and bushes around. At the bottom of the hill you can faintly see the ocean waves. It’s close, but for some reason its blurry.

Inside the house is huge. It’s like a school though with the halls bare, but instead of class rooms they are large bed rooms. The bathrooms are regular bathrooms but the toilet always ends up in a weird place or is full to the brim and nasty af. Sometimes it isn’t. 

One thing that eats me alive is one place i dream of, that i know is one place in reality but not as is in my dream. Reality is a river, fast moving with trees and man made concrete steps.

My dream is the same basic layout but not river, its ocean. Not windy but with decent sized waves. You turn around and there’s city behind you. In reality there’s forest and a park behind you. 

I haven’t seen this river place in years. I have a feeling it’s feeling me something about my past, or to go there as present. 

Some say dreams have meaning, and as i constantly dream of these same things I start to believe there is deeper meaning and something’s trying to tell me something.