For the last few night, I have been having some rather vivid dreams. Most of them involve people yelling. A few nights back I was awoken, because the dream was so intense, and revolved around me arguing with someo0ne else, and involving a lot of yelling on both my part and the others. That one left me so disturbed, that I really could not get back to sleep after.
Last night I had another dream, I woke up right after it, and figured I would right it down, what I remembered so I could reflect on it after. I decided I would do it in point form, as that was easier for me to capture the details of the dream.
- - I was on a bus going to NAIT (That is the school I took my computer course at)
- - The bus was on schedule and coming to the stop, but then the driver changes the route, as the driver did not want to wait to make a left hand turn, so will take a long way around and get back to my stop.
- - I am not that concerned as they change schedule from time to time and will get to my stop. It looks now the bus is slowed down by traffic, and will be late. People start getting angry at the bus driver for changing the route and making them late.
- - The bus driver apologies for making the change. Was trying to do what they felt best, but it turned out not to be the best choice. The bus driver then cries and tell everyone they are doing the best they can, they had just had a heart transplant, so trying to deal with that. (I cannot really tell if the bus driver is a man or a woman, sometimes it appears one, then it is another, the last part they are in my dream, they appear as a woman, though I think it started as a man)
- - I am now worried about being late for class. I am not sure what the teacher will say about me being late, and if it is alright to come into class late or not. The dream gives me the sense that it is a math class that I am going to.
- - I realize I have no idea where my class is. I have a room written down, but I am not sure if that was just for the first day, or if that is every day. I am looking through my notes and books to try and find what classroom it is in. I think that it is in the third building and I am in the second building at the time.
- - I stop in the lounge and sitting beside a group of film students working on an assignment for their class. I am still trying to find what classroom I should be in.
- - The students are watching some Special Effects clips and rating them
- - They are watching a clip of old Battlestar Galactica. They are laughing at it and giving it a bad rating.
- - After holding back my thoughts, I finally tell them that it is over 30 years old and a TV show, so to keep that in mind.
- - They don’t see my point on that, but are somewhat friendly, we are in some sort of friendly debate.
- - One student does not want to give it as bad of a rating, so they change their rating from a 4 to a 5
- - As I leave, I tell them by today’s standards it looks bad, but that it is over 30 years old so to keep that in mind. I tell them I agree can do better today on our own computers.
- - I leave, they call to me, and then wave a long stick at me (not sure if it is chiding me or in acknowledgment) . The stick looks like some sort of electronics, possibly a very long remote control.
- - Going to registrar to find the room my class in. I had look through my notes I have going through all the papers in my bag, can only find the one room that I wrote down at the start, but not sure if that meant for just the first day or every day. I also look through some sort of schedule, which also seems to indicate the room I have written down. But for some reason I am not certain that is the room, and scared to walk there in case it is not.
- - Realize I don’t have a badge, so thinking I will not be able to get my course details from the registrar without proper identification.
- - I am debating on just missing the class and sending the teacher an email to send me the homework for the course.
- - I walk over to the third building, I have to go across a pedway to the next street. I am on the second floor and the class would be on the third. I look out the windows and notice NAIT is in some downtown core, with lots of tall building around it. It looks some what futuristic, but also with some old building as well. Very sci-fi looking.
- - I realize I have nothing written down for the course. No notes or anything. And I have no memory of the class either. Just a room number I think it would be in. I find it strange that I would have no memory of it, even though I have been to class before.
I wake up
This dream was a bit different then the last few, it had some angry people in it, but mostly at the beginning of the dream, and then it was over. But there was still frustration on my part in that I was not sure where the class was. Looking at it now, I thought I could not recall where my classroom was. But all information pointed to the one I had written down and what was in the schedule. But for some reason I was not sure and frightened to go check without someone confirming for me. Maybe that is some message about doubting myself, which is something I do quite often.
Since I started back to work in the office, I take the bus daily. So that all felt familiar to me. Due to all the bad weather lately, sometimes the bus is late, and it does not bother me all that much.
Tao tao is taking an accounting course at NAIT for the next few months. I am not sure why I had a dream where I was taking a course at NAIT, and that it was math. That might explain why I did not remember anything about the course. But the dream felt like I was taking a bunch of courses, but the first one for the day was math, and I am not good at math, so strange I would even be taking a math course.
Last weekend my friend Rick and I did a podcast on Battlestar Galactica, so I am guessing that is where that part of the dream came from. The Original series and Galactica 1980 had some campy moments in them, so possibly when I was coming up with my notes and arguments, the idea of the time it was made in was one of my notes. A lot of people tease both of the old Galactica’s for how they look today, and I always felt they should be looked in the context of when they came out. The discussion with the films students was not angry or anything, just something you might have with younger people in regards to the looks of old shows.
Going through my notes seems familiar to me. I often have the problem of having a lot of papers on my desk and in my house that I don’t want to throw away as I feel it might have information I need later. Usually the documents that are really important I can never find within all the clutter of unimportant paper. Maybe the dream is telling me I need to throw away a lot of the useless paper I have around me.
I was thinking about the dates and numbers in my dream, what they might have meant. I arrived in building 2 on the second floor, the class was on the third floor in building 3. The rating the film students gave the Battlestar Galactica clip was 4 and then they changed it to five. Is it as simple as the days of the month. So does building 2 (2nd Floor) mean Feb 2, and then building 3 (3rd Floor) mean Feb 3. Rating of 4 does that mean Feb 4 and then changing to 5 mean that we are now at Feb 5th. That is really the only thing I can think of.
I think that the main message from my dream was all about doubting myself. I had the classroom information right in front of me, but I was not sure. I was to the point where I was scared to even go and check the classroom to see if it was the right one or not. Maybe I am giving myself a message, not to let my doubts hold me back from doing things. I need to go off the information I have and not to second guess it. Interesting dream, maybe in the fact that I remembered it so well. Usually with dreams I might remember them for a short time, but then forget them, sometimes even before the end of the dream. In the future I will try and document them more. I am not sure if there is a lot of analyzing that can be done after the fact, and if you get a lot out of the analysis. But might be a fun exercise to try regardless. So I have this one documented so I might do some searching on dream analysis, and see if I might be able to find some more clues in the dream I had.
Tags: Battlestar Galactica, Dream, Rick Moyer, Tao tao