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it's been a long time since i've written about one of my dreams. a long loooong time. and lately i've been dreaming a lot. crazy stuff, because usually i don't dream much. anyways, there's one that i still remember, which doesn't happen often. so i guess i'll tell you about it. it's one of those creepy weirdo dreams, not all fantastical and awesome.. so..you've been warned i guess.
It starts out with my walking down the sidewalk, and this is one of the dreams where i'm actually like inside my body. usually i just watch myself. you know? maybe? umm. anyways. i'm walking down the sidewalk and it's about sunset and i stop at this one house. i could point out the house to you if you asked. it was just like it is in real life. so i stop there, i don't really know why. i just did. and i look around a little bit, looking at the sky, noticing how it's all red and purple and i think maybe i should head home soon. so i turn around and there is a little girl sitting in the driveway of the house that i'm standing in front of. of course i'm wondering what this little girl is doing sitting all alone outside and i walk over to her. she's just sitting there with her head tilted down so i can't see her face and she's holding something in her hand. i kneel down next to her and she tilts her face up to look at me. her expression's really blank. she just stares. i reach for her hands to find what it is that she's holding, and it's a rose stem. but there's no petals or anything. it's just a stem. and the thorns are all in her hands, i try to gently take the stem from her and she opens her hands and lets me take the stem away and she cries but she doesn't make a sound. she just keeps staring at me. and even though i took the stem from her there's thorns still in her hands. so i hold her hands and start picking the thorns out of them and she just keeps staring at me silently. by now the sun's set and it's really dark. all that's lighting us is the moonlight and there's a streetlight a little ways away. i see my mom walking down the street and she says that i should come home. i tell her that i can't just leave the little girl here but she ignores me and tells me that i need to come home again. so i say i'll be there in a few minutes and then she just turns and leaves. so i go back to my work of picking the thorns out but i never finished getting them all out before i woke up. yeah. weirdo dream i know. who wants to interpret it? after all, dreams are supposed to have meanings, right? well. some of them i guess. maybe this one's meaningless, after all, it IS really weird. go ahead and guess though. because i have no clue.
~krissy