Thursday, April 3, 2008

Dream: Running and hiding as an adolescent

I think I started out with some dude (it felt like I was my current age) and there was a certain route we took to get to a middle school. The school was rather sizable and was set in the middle of a city area. It didn’t feel like a safe place at all. The sunlight seemed to be a bright but pale morning light, and the air had that kind of morning chill to it that you’d get in early summer because you were dressed for the afternoon heat instead of the walk to school. Waiting outside for school to start were a bunch of kids, quite a few of whom were smoking, both cigarettes and pot. And then I was standing with them as one of them instead of walking with the dude at the beginning.

It felt somehow good to have a place among them, and I don’t know if I smoked anything or not, but we all started to head inside and it seemed like I was close with this girl who looked like Rachel Evan Woods’ character from the movie Thirteen. This guy came up with a posse of security guards or police officers and they grabbed a bunch of kids and caught REW’s wrist. I grabbed her and pulled her back, and he started trying to place her under arrest for drug use. I peeled his fingers from her wrist, and yelled something about he had no incriminating evidence against her. I noticed she had a green wristband with white lettering that said “Vegetarian” on it and paused to think “Oh, that’s cool.”

And then we ran out of the building and back up the streets the way I had come, happening to end up in her house. There were two doors and we secured them carefully and quietly, laying down on the living room floor with the curtains drawn. She turned the television on quietly, which I didn’t think was a good idea. I asked if she’d gotten the chain on the door and she said, with big eyes “no!” and got up to do it. I had trouble with the chain on the back door. Instead of having a round piece to fit into a track, it was like there were two broken pieces of metal that were supposed to somehow lock into place if the chain was straightened.

Anyway, then I woke up.

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