Hey! I got a dream that you can go crazy with trying to analyze it, if you'd like.
Yeah, well, a few days ago I had another dream about my father.
I was driving in the car down the New Jersey Turnpike with an English teacher in our school. She only teaches freshman english, and I never even had her, but she's our literary magazine adviser/editor, and she's a real nice lady. I'm an adult by now, too.
We were in this really old car. Actually, it looked like my father's SAAB he had before he ran off to Florida. But, yeah, black car with 2 doors and dark blue cloth seats. But, it smelled like a really musty old car. You could tell it was old, too, or not taken care of - there was food all in the seats, ground up and papers all over the floor. And we were just driving. Driving nowhere, down the Jersey Turnpike. So, I ask her to go drop me off at some place, out of the blue.
Now, this place I'm dropped off it, it's a reoccuring area in my dreams - its like my pre-school, but it's all wooded in back, with campgrounds around the vincinity of the place. And I'm walking in back and my father is standing out in the clearing.
Now, I havent seen my father for 10 years, and last time I saw him was for 3 hours on Thanksgiving back in 2000. he wasn't in the best condition, but he didn't look old yet.
In my dream, though, he looked about 80 - gray hair and everything. I ran up to him, and even though I must ove been atleast 20, he picked me up and put me on his shoulders. It was really weird, strange....
So, he took me to the boardwalk. This has happened before too. As a child, we didn't visit the boardwalk often, and when we did, we didn't stay long. But, anyways, he took me to the boardwalk, and by then I had lost him. I wandered into this "thrift store" where there were mothers and their children shopping. Just mothers and their children.
I turned a corner, looking around, looking for the teacher, my father, anyone, and there was a Korean mother and her child. They were speaking in Korean, and the child was throwing a hissy fit, tearing down the shelves. So I ran away and I found a section with used clothes. I was shuffling through the clothes, trying to ignore this rich mother and her child, and on a shelf was an action figure of Rei. In the box. Same one I had with ANOTHER DREAM I had about a week ago. It was Rei in her plug suit, but she had Harpy wings. I picked it up and realized I had no money, so I walked out of the store through the "Employees Only" door.
And I ended up at a children's hospital. There were tons of kids, just sitting around, waiting. And when you saw actual sick kids, they were all in wheelchairs coming in our out of the elevator. It was almost like a school, where the waiting room was like an office with brown wood paneling and brown carpet thats been worn down.
So, I sat there. I sat and I waited for my father or the teacher to come back. I sat and watched all the kids leaving and coming, all the kids waiting. I went behind the desk and helped them photocopy some things, and then I sat down again.
I ended up getting up to go to the bathroom, but there were so many kids, and it was so busy, I just walked back. My father appeared then, and took my by my hand.
The teacher was sitting outside in her nasty car, waiting for us, like she knew we'd be there. When she saw my father, she wouldn't let us in the car, so my father took me back inside and disappeared again. And I just waited. And waited. And waited.
Eventually, I got bored and walked outside, and she took me home, the teacher. then I woke up.
Yeah, sorry for the long post. I have very vivid dreams, but I thought it was weird. it was the first dream I've ever had where a teacher was involved.