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a dream I had about graduating high school

There were hundreds of us, but it seemed like thousands. We were packed in what could’ve been an auditorium but seemed more like an atrium area of the school. It was high school, classes were over and us seniors were about to graduate. This wasn’t the official ceremony. It was just us; there were probably some staff on the sidelines but no parents or anything; and everyone was dressed in their regular clothes.

It was either the end of the last day of school or just after; a special day to take pictures, sign each other’s yearbooks and say our goodbyes before graduation day. Whatever the case, there we were; together in celebration. I think it all started with Nazmul; we called him Naz pronounced “Noz”; taking his shirt off on stage to challenge some other guy in a battle of physiques, which put the girls in a frenzy.

It seems I had a hand in organizing the event as I walked about, listening as everyone, or whoever wanted to, said whatever they wanted to say on the mic. It was mostly anecdotes, words of encouragement, shoutouts and goodbyes. When one student was done, they’d usually receive some level of applause and pass the mic to the next. There were two levels in the atrium and the speakers were on the upper level.

I’d been on the lower level until a student who seemed to be the head organizer; I think he had his own mic; signaled for me to make a speech. He must’ve forgotten I’d told him I wasn’t going to speak, but I was caught up in the moment; the energy of the room; so I climbed up to the upper level to give my speech. I didn’t have anything prepared but it seemed neither did anyone else. The spontaneity is what made it fun.

I don’t think I would’ve done it in real life, especially unprepared. I would’ve been concerned about making a fool of myself, or simply not getting an applause, and going on to regret it. I probably wouldn’t have even been there in the first place. I usually avoided, and still tend to avoid, such social gatherings. I did it though. I don’t remember exactly what I said, but I remember started it by saying I think I’m the last one.

I kept it short and sweet; it was of the well-wishing variety; and I did receive an applause. It was perhaps the biggest applause of them all; not because of my speech or because it was me, though I was fairly popular among the students, but because I was the last one. Everyone was so happy to be graduating high school and going on with their lives. Be it college or whatever our plans were, we were finally moving on.

2023 July 05

a map showing US states by date of statehood

a map showing US states by date of statehood

two dreams I had about a new pair of shoes and a dangerous freeway trip

In the first dream, someone left a new pair of white basketball-style shoes, still in the box they were sold in, on the ground at what seemed to be a park. I watched as a group of kids discovered them. I later watched as an older couple; a man and woman a lot older than me; discovered them, unboxed, beneath a shallow pool of water.

The woman commented that they looked “brand new” and suggested it was a shame someone left them there like that as the man held them, or one of them, in his hands. I told them they were in fact new and mentioned for evidence their Styrofoam inserts. The man responded by taking one out and wrapping it around his fist like a boxing glove.

The woman and I began joking that the man; presumably her husband; was, with the makeshift boxing glove on, able to protect her if they were to come across a mugger. He might have even thrown a couple of mock air punches to complement the joke. The three of us had a good laugh about it. I don’t know whether or not they kept the shoes.

The second dream started with me in a car with other people, one of whom seemed to have included my friend Randy. We were speeding on a busy freeway as several other vehicles got into random accidents and collisions around us. I specifically remember a white truck or van barely missing other vehicles before finally coming to a crash.

It was as if were were in some kind of crazy video game except it was happening in real life. Still I didn’t seem to be as concerned (scared) as I would’ve been if that were literally the case. At one point I suggested to the driver we stop or at least slow down, but we all seemed to be a lot calmer than we should’ve been given the circumstances.

Cut to me in some kind of house or building with a girl; she looked and acted like a teenager; and two older women. One of the women was the girl’s mother. We were all naked. The girl and the woman who wasn’t her mother were sitting together in a chair; perhaps the girl was sitting on her lap; as the woman started rubbing on her body.

It wasn’t sexual. At least it didn’t come across that way. The girl was upset; apparently she’d been the one driving; I guess either because of all the people who got hurt around us or because we came so close to dying ourselves. She was also apparently drunk as the woman rubbed her the way a mother would normally do to console her child.

It’s odd, at least in hindsight, that it was the other woman holding her instead of her actual mother who just stood by idly. It’s even weirder that we were all nude. If the woman was secretly getting off sexually, she played it off good. I know I did as I stared at the girl’s pussy lips. How I kept my flaccid schlong in on the act is beyond me.

2023 June 14