August 27^th, 2008 – “Saddest Dream Ever?”

I was apparently really rich and famous. The dream started out with people who I felt were really close friends of mine and I walking in a very rural, beat-up neighborhood. Many people’s lawns had only dirt or pale grass with brown splotches in them. The houses were maybe just a little bigger than my old house, and that’s really tiny. I could see birds fly overhead of me, but they were almost circling us, like vultures. In a yard we were walking past I saw two men in white one-piece clothes that looked like what Evileene’s workers wore in The Wiz. They looked like they were trying to catch some small insects or birds but I didn’t pay much attention to them.

Then it switched to this lavish room which I assume was my own. I was watching a TV show having to do with Broadway on a small, purple TV that was attached to the wall on the right side of my bed. The show was displaying video of Rosie O’Donnell doing a poor job of playing Wendla’s mother in Spring Awakening. Then I see three people come in my room, two of them have obscure mascot costumes on them, and the third was a beautiful girl who led them in. As usual with my dreams about pretty girls (aside from my pretty real-life friends, mind you) I never got a name from her. She was tall, black, and had a strong intense face. Her curly hair was tied in a bun or something like that. I don’t remember why she was there, I believe she was promoting something or selling something or something of that nature. I seemed to be tired or bored, like I’ve been through these things before. I guess being obscurely rich means having to deal with people who want things from me. Then after she was done talking she noticed my melancholy and lay next to me on my bed and started talking to me. One of the things she said was “You like Broadway?” and I replied “Yeah, I love everything about Broadway” and she smiled and said “Cool.” It was really cute. I immediately got that tingly feeling in my chest and it spread to every part of my body. She was definitely flirty with me, and when she left she asked if I could come to her house and such, of course I said yes. Then when she left, I asked one of the two mascot guys if they were comfortable in their “uniforms” and they said “yeah, it’s great.” And then they left. I have no clue what that was about, but at least I met the girl.

So then it switched to a giant parking lot like in ones right in front of a grocery store or mall and I was in this huge limousine driven by my dad. The limousine was mine, and friends of my friends just started piling into it with shopping bags and boxes of things they bought. I wasn’t really doing much except for sitting there and I was thinking about the girl I met who I’m already starting to really like. There was one guy in the car with whom I had a brief conversation with and he seemed nice, but I didn’t think much of it.

Next I was in the neighborhood I was in the first part of the dream. I felt that the girl lived in one of the houses but I wasn’t sure which one.

Then the dream switched to a large, empty room except for a bed. It was like a huge storage room except that there was nothing in it. It was lit very warmly though, the sun’s rays shined through the windows. It was very inviting. The girl and I were on the bed talking more. I was afraid that this would turn into a sexual encounter. Some thoughts that ran through my head were “I’m not ready yet, what am I gonna do? What if something happens?” but the girl just said it was fine to just talk, to just hang out, to just be close. I wasn’t sure how to make a relationship out of this because I was so nervous, and I think she felt my nervousness, we took things slowly.

Then the dream went to my house. Well it was more like a mansion. I swear, it was the size of a national museum. A lot of various servants, organizers, and general workers were moving around because I was having this huge benefit dinner or something in a few days. I was packing to spend the night at the girl’s house, my dad of course thought I was gonna hang out with a boyfriend or something, but I just went along with it.

Then it was the night of the benefit thing. I invited the girl to come but because she didn’t have an invitation I had to be at the line where the guests are before the benefit starts to confirm she’s a guest or else she won’t be allowed in. I saw from across the house that she was in the line wearing a beautiful dark purple dress and earrings I think. I was about to go over there and allow her in but I was missing some identification piece to prove that I knew her. I don’t remember why I needed it, but it looked like this large blow dryer and I was searching for it frantically because the show was going to open soon. I found it on the floor but before I could get to it one of my friends picked it up and threw it to my other friends. They had the audacity to play keep-away with me! I said “Guys, stop, I really need that, you have to listen to me!” but my friends went “Aw, we’re just having fun, c’mon play along!” and I chased them all around the house trying to get it, but then the announcement said that the benefit had begun and I was furious. Once I finally got the blow-dryer-like thing in my hands, I threw it at my friends in anger. They jumped out of the way and the blow-dryer hit the wall and smashed into pieces. They seemed confused as to why I was so upset, but then they didn’t think to ask me what’s wrong or anything, they still didn’t treat me seriously and went to enjoy the benefit. I rushed to the line in hopes that the girl was still there, but the usher person said that everyone who wasn’t confirmed to be associated with me was turned away even though they paid. I begged to find out where the girl went so I could find her, even if that meant missing out on my own benefit. The usher tried to help, but he didn’t have an answer for me. I lost hope. I thought that there was just no way to get back to her. She had been so patient and caring with me throughout our relationship and when it was my turn to do just this one little thing, I failed. I started to cry. Then, I woke up. Well, my cell phone rang and that woke me up.