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I have so many dreams where I'm back in high school, either because I haven't yet graduated in the dreamworld or because my graduation was revoked for some reason and I have to go through it all over again, that such dreams are driving me even crazier than the "family and I are moving/have moved/are in the middle of moving/or are just living in a creepy house together" dreams used to. Almost all the high school dreams feature homework forgotten or not done, missing books, can't find my locker, and have cafeterias and/or bathrooms prominent in them. In some, I'm lucky enough to be a cis female. In others, I'm openly trans and nobody cares. In others, I'm in boy mode. There's even been a few where I was naked, but unlike most people's "naked in public" dreams, whether this is a problem or not depends on the season. In the warm months, when I'm usually sleeping nude, neither I nor anyone else seems to care that I'm running around naked at school. In the winter, though, when it's sometimes cold in my room (I keep the thermostat between 60 and 65), only then does it become a problem, because when my body is cold during one of those dreams, I keep trying to put on clothes from my bookbag, and obviously it doesn't work.

But last night I had a different sort of school dream. In this one, I was in ELEMENTARY school. No idea what grade, possibly 5th. I forget what I looked like in the dream. Last time I had an elementary school dream, I was Molly (7 yo blond female). But in this one, I don't recall. It wasn't any school I'd ever been to in real life. (It never is, even when there are real people from my old schools in the dreams.) Mom was there, too, as a teacher. Not an art teacher, like she is in real life, but as a math teacher! (Which is extremely unlikely.)

Anyway, we were making living golems out of clay at one point in the dream, and then loaning them out to others. And at another point, we went outside and discovered that the playground was ENORMOUS! Like, it was at least 4 or 5 city blocks long!

Anyway, it was fun. :-)

This was cross-posted from http://fayanora.dreamwidth.org/1128548.html
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consortofvenus
Jan. 29th, 2013 04:04 am (UTC)
The giant playground sounds like fun.
fayanora
Jan. 29th, 2013 06:35 am (UTC)
:-)
katrinathelamia
Jan. 29th, 2013 11:08 am (UTC)
Dream world school?
Wow... you are in Dream World/Nightplane School?

Uh... stealing Homestuck Fandom terms here (unfortunately)... does it look like a Derse School or a Prospit school? Does everybody there seem generally decent and happy, with smiling smiles... or is it situation in a middle of a place where everything is likely to kill everybody? The happy place of smiles and what not is best thought of as the simple word "Prospit"... the place where death exists everywhere, "Derse".

I tend to spend most of my dreams on Derse... due to a few setups by Bad Heads on our behalf.

By talking to others... it appears there are two different... "moods" of places. I do not have better names than what the Homestuck series has given for its dreamers.

It may not have been Molly... an age revert is normal. This is part of how "Reset Katrina" was able to be made into a mold to revive Good Heads... as a component of Good Heads used in a ritual of some sort of kind. Uh... the age reset didn't have me in elementary... it put me into middle school. While I was a cheerleader this time... it sucked because I was a motherfucking cheerleader this time around. I often woke up with a cold sweat, of the stuff I did in that dream... seriously... then people had no idea why that dream scared me so much... even though I explained to them... I had a terrible dream that I was a cheerleader... yeah.

I think I am now in a military or mercenary group or some weird consultation group, for my official role. Either with people loving me... or wanting me dead... or just generally okay with my presence... I love that last one the most.

They tend to be much more happy with me... now that Bad Heads and Good Heads are not fighting... that pissed off many of the other people there.
fayanora
Jan. 29th, 2013 11:17 am (UTC)
Re: Dream world school?
Your comments both confuse me and fill me with a warm fuzzy feeling.
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