time to play catch-up

It is now just barely the 29th of December. I haven't written in here for 9 days?
I'm on vacation right now, so I have limited time on the computer. But I am leaving tomorrow afternoon and will hopefully be able to write more extensively in the next day or two.

For now, here's (literally) a couple of dreams for me to write about (even though I know I'm capable of chronologically logging several dreams in my head before writing them down):

1. engagment ring and circus (trapeze)
2. hallway -- architecture conveys inseparableness of a certain community (guardian)



I've had other dreams between the 20th and now,









but these two are the important ones.

Recurring Mall

A few nights ago, I dreamt of a building. More specifically, a mall. I've been here before. It reminds me of Union Station because of the separation of spaces -- there's the bigger lobby that you enter from the street, with some shops and restaurants, and then you walk past the arcade into the main area: more stores, the food court, the train station -- and it's all very open, while still enclosed.

Well, that's what Union Station is like.

This mall that I dream of...the stores recede into the walls and blend in with the architecture. Their entrances are arches in the arcade. Some of the other arches are doorways leading to another area: a wide courtyard, with potted plants and a marble floor with a thin layer of still water creating reflections. There is a grand staircase leading upstairs -- I don't necessarily mean a grand staircase that you would immediately imagine. I just mean.....this staircase is definitely grand.

I don't really know where it leads, yet. I just know I've begun walking up its steps, but I turned around at one point to see if my company was still following me. They weren't. I stood where I was, in a gown (also not the first time I've dreamt I was in this outfit).

The first time I dreamt of this place was a few years ago. I was running around with a bunch of my friends, past an arrangement of steel park benches, towards a big fountain.

Another time I saw this place was maybe a year ago. I was standing at one end of the long hall, looking at the arcade. About 100 ft away to my left was the staircase (is that right? How far is 100 ft, exactly? I need to learn how to accurately gauge distance....but I feel like 100 is about right) Directly in front of me was a big arch, probaby 8 ft wide --past that, I could see the courtyard.

In my most recent dream, I was able to focus more on the effect of the light streaming through the ceiling, which is made entirely of glass panels. The afternoon was fading, and it felt like early September.
You know about the golden hour, right? It was like that. Every shadow cast around me was so dramatic, and they seemed darker than shadows usually are. I love it when my dreams look like this. Even when I'm asleep, I can feel myself getting excited; my heart starts beating faster and I feel so alive.

That's why it sucks to wake up. I open my eyes and see things I don't want to see. Automatically, I begin creating a to-do list in my head. I don't want to, but I can't help it.

Well, anyway.

I dreamt of a tentative floor plan of the mall for the first time.
It's fading now, because for the past few days I've been focusing on schoolwork for final quizzes and tests.

But from what I do remember, it didn't really make sense. It's like I was seeing the floor plan for another place.
When standing in the building, I can tell that everything is very straight and orthogonal. Like most malls are. Meanwhile, this floor plan showed a very prominent, diagonal space. In my mind, this area (which was colored green on the plan) was either a staircase or some sort of bridge or overpass. The underlying areas, color-coded salmon pink and blue, noted the main hall and the shops. I didn't see the courtyard anywhere.

I'll draw it for you sometime.

I've been meaning to sketch perspectives from the other two dreams, as well. I'll get to that as soon as I can.

But for now, think of this.

And this.

And this.

Hello

I guess this should've been the first post of my blog. But I wanted to start right away! Who needs intros? Why do you need to know who I am? You'll find out all about me just by reading my dream posts.

But let's do this the right way, anyway --



Hello, (your name here). I am so glad you found your way here..!

I've said it so many times, but I haven't said it on this blog yet, so here goes:





Simply put, I decided to start this blog because I love to write. I've had a livejournal, a xanga, a myspace... and I wrote on all of them. I now have a facebook, which is treated the same way. Even a twitter.

But I need a place to better organize myself and my thoughts, and to focus on one thing and one thing only (such a redundant phrase...): my dreams.
I intend for this to take the place of my written dream journals that I've kept for years, and to make this available to anyone who wants to read them. I think I'm past the keep-it-secret phase -- I want to share them with you! I want to know what you think of them. I want others' opinions.

That will come with readers. And maybe they (you?) will come with time.



So for now, even if nobody is here yet, someone will be, soon enough. I'll just wait patiently and keep writing. :)





A little about me:



I'm very family-oriented. Just ask my boyfriend.

I laugh at my own jokes in my head, which sometimes confuses people. I'm okay with that.

I have a feeling I come across as a snob to those who just see me in passing, because I walk quickly and usually wear a blank expression, and I tend to avoid eye contact or just handle passing-hellos very awkwardly. But I promise you, I'm probably lost in my own thoughts -- I'm just shy. Once you get to know me, though, I open up and smile a lot.

Unless I'm focused on work. Once I switch gears and enter work mode, the littlest interruption can bother me. ...but that still doesn't mean I don't like you.

I have a hobby of creating music videos in my head while listening to music and looking out the window of a car/bus/train/etc.

I have a game that I like to play with lines in the ground, while I'm walking. It's a little bit more complicated than, "Step on the crack and you'll break your mother's back," but it does have to do with avoiding them. It would take me a good paragraph or two to explain it, though, so I won't.

I also have a math game that I like to play with digital clocks when I get bored. For an entire minute, I use those numbers on the clock to exercise my basic math skills... just to make sure I don't forget them.

It's easy for me to stay silent for hours. I do it all the time.

I've always been fascinated with Ancient Egyptian architecture. Not even just the architecture, but the culture itself. ...I must go there one day.... I used to like to tell myself that I must've been reincarnated after living in that time period, because I was so mesmerized by it. I still am, but no longer do I tell myself I used to be Egyptian.

I once began writing a story in 4th or 5th grade and continued, on and off again, for the next few years, until I had somewhere around 10 or 11 chapters. Then I gave up -- it was pretty lame, I admit. Haha -- but, hey. I was in 4th or 5th grade when I started. Of course it was pretty mediocre.

I scare myself when I get too tired: I begin to hear things that aren't happening, and sometimes see things out of my peripheral vision. A few times, I've actually even felt things that aren't there. I know I have to sleep, then. But then when I do sleep (and especially if I'm stressed), it's almost guaranteed that I will have sleep paralysis or just some seriously-effed-up dreams...



..which make for the greatest stories,



which make this blog worth it!



You will see how detail-oriented I am when it comes to recalling my dreams. Everything means something, in my mind. So it must all be recorded.

Don't be shocked if you see seven paragraphs or more dedicated to simply sharing them with you.







So now that you know a little bit about me, I hope that's held your attention and made you just a bit curious.
I promise I won't disappoint you with my stories.
And you'll see how they tend to tie in with each other over time -- many of my dreams take place in the same settings and continue with a storyline.

So it's as much a journey for me as it is for you in uncovering the details and sewing them all together to create something cohesive.


Care to join in unlocking my mind?