Dreams

[jethrien]

I thought briefly of putting up an April Fool's post, but the only thing I could think of was to pretend that I was pregnant, and that just seemed like a terrible, terrible idea.

Instead, you can hear about my dreams, which were actually kind of fun and enjoyable.

In my first dream, I was a flight attendant and it was my first day. I was on one of the little jets they use for shuttle flights, and we only had about ten people on the flight. I messed up the safety demo a bit because I was nervous, but everyone on the plane was really understanding and supportive. I served everyone drinks and such, and then we landed and got a few more people for the second leg of the flight to Africa. When we landed in Africa, I had to drive everyone to the terminal in a bus. We were driving through jungle and I was kind of worried I'd gone the wrong way. I finally gave up pretending I knew where I was going, and drove up a ramp to a guard shack to ask for directions. Turned out that I was totally going the right way and the ramp was the ramp to the parking garage. If I'd driven another foot or so, I would have been able to see the United gate, and right past that was my gate, Continental. Successful first day as flight attendant. Yay! Everyone was happy for me.

In my second dream, I was flying again (on an airplane, not by myself!). I was going somewhere cool I was looking forward to, but can no longer remember. But I had an eight hour layover in Singapore, so I decided to go see a little of the city while I was there. My goal was to eat some local food (I realize now I have no idea what they eat in Singapore), but I got distracted and never got that far. My mom was with me, and we went shopping instead. There was the nicest department store ever right when you got off the plane, and we ended up getting nail polish and fancy underwear. I was a little annoyed that I'd gotten distracted by buying stuff I could have bought elsewhere, but it was ok because I still had a couple hours left to see Singapore.

The last dream was kind of connected - my parents had moved to Singapore. I was visiting them, and got major "good daughter" points for coming all the way out to Singapore to see them. I was a little sad that they lived so far away, but they were really happy there and their house was literally palatial. The basement was this endless marble ballroom that actually connected to a couple other marble ballrooms in the basements of other houses. My brother couldn't get to Singapore, so we decided to have a family vacation in Belize as a halfway point (what?). Chuckro couldn't go because he had business school, but it was ok because we were mostly going snorkeling and he didn't want to go snorkeling anyway. We visited the new Bacardi factory, which was cool, and you had to swim there across a lagoon that opened into the ocean. We were snorkeling back to our boat outside the lagoon when two orcas swam up. (No, I do not know why there were orcas in Belize.) It was awesome. They were really friendly and let us pet them. Swimming back to the boat was hard, though, because the tide had gone out and the water was really shallow. We were trying not to touch the sea grass on the bottom because we didn't want to accidentally crush anything, but we kept brushing it. I'd almost made it back to the boat when I woke up.

Wow. Those were the first dreams in awhile that I can remember that were not unhappy or disturbing. They were all actually really fun, and I wanted to keep dreaming them. Also, given that usually my dreams are pretty random, I can identify most of the elements as something I've thought about recently. Except the flight attendant part. Oh, and the orcas. The orcas were pretty random.

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[jethrien.livejournal.com]

Hence the not doing it!