02|08.12

Slept in the shed again in hopes i would have a similar dream to the one i had the night before. Safe to say i wasn't successful. However, i was able to remember my dream, (at least the second half) which is very uncommon for me. I remember this one vaguely in comparison to the other one since i had no effort to write it down when i woke up. I was disappointed it wasn't the same as the last dream, or anything close. This is all i can recall.

Brown Bunny

I was at some garden or outside tea party? It was filled with celebrities. I was no celebrity in this dream, i couldn't even recall what i was doing there in the first place. All i knew was that i was attending. I wore a white, or at least light colored floral dress. Think either the material or pattern was lilac colored. It was stuff and short, (just above the knee length?) spaghetti straps too. My shoes were shiny white heels, triangular pointed front. Just a generic heel honestly. I think i talked to a couple women, but felt rather out of place. 

The whole ordeal was outside. A nice small green clearing, with woods circulating the back half, a fair walking distance away. Strangely, we did not stand on the  ground. Rather, a white sort of platform. Think of a backyard pool. Square shaped, steps going down into it. Now imagine that pool pulled out and flipped upside down, as if it were some sort of stage. That's what this was like. A square raise stage, porch like. With stairs going up it. There were metal fences around the sides also. And the ground? A large white cloth covering it all as if it were a table cloth. There were tea party type tables here and there on the platform. Made of metal and glass as the surface area. I think its fair to assume from my memory that all the other attendees were in white too as they held their wine. 

Suddenly a few women seemed to shriek-- or at least panic. (As i said before, my memory of he dream isn't perfect.) They all backed away from whatever had disturbed them, and i ended up closest to whatever it was. Looking down, i notice a little brown bunny cowering underneath the table, pressing its body against the slim metal base of the tea table. Approaching it, it did not flee-- or at least was too slow to. I lifted my foot and slipped the leathery surface of the front of my shoe underneath its stomach, and lifted it. My free hand which didn't hold my wine picked it up from my shoe. It was incredibly light and did not squirm. Doll-like. Walking down the stairs and off the platform, all the other people calmed down after that, quickly forgetting the whole ordeal and continuing with their polite conversations. 

Like i described before, wooded area surrounded the backside of the small clearing. Walking to the clearing, i notice a small old rundown dog house. Or at least a small house/shed structure. Its wood was bare, rotting and damp. In reality, my grandparents house has a large backyard, this part of the dream seemed to be recreating that. Its possible that this whole dream could have been representative of my memories of my uncles wedding, which took place in their large backyard. They have a pool in the middle, the cement looking almost white in the sun with a metal fence surrounding it. By the woods, a long time ago my grandfather built a small dog house looking thing around the electrical box. Vegetation has grown around it over the years, and it has decayed some-- but nothing to the extent of the absolute skeleton of a structure that i saw in my dream. 

Returning back to my dream, i notice baby bunnies hidden in the brush and inside the decayed dog house. I looked at them closely, and took notice on how curious they looked. Their faces seemed incredibly dog-like. I must have been waking at this point, considering how much my dream was warping. I looked at them, suddenly unable to tell if that was brown fur on them or curly, copper dog hair. their strange pug like short snouts and flat faces, but normal bunny bodies continued to confuse me. Looking down at the bunny in my hold-- the mother, i placed her down in the brush alongside the babies. I cannot recall at this time if the mother warped appearances aswell. Taking one last long look at all the little animals infront of me, staying perfectly still as they were; i turned around and started walking to return to the tea party. That is when i woke up.