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I had what I consider to be a nightmare last night. And, as all such dreams are to me anyway, this one dealt mostly with mundanities.
I was at school (ugh). Not any of the particular schools that I've actually attended in real life, just some generic building that my mind recognized as "school". We were all outside of this building, actually. As to who "we" are in this case, it was just a generic, nameless and faceless collection of people. Anyway, I had just signed up for classes a few minutes ago dream-time, prior to the dream starting, when I got a call on my cellphone (double ugh).
When I answered it, it was either a guidance counselor or a teacher of one of the classes I had signed up for, I couldn't tell which. Whoever it was had called to talk about one of the classes I had signed up for. However, I couldn't tell what they were saying because all of the people around me were talking too loudly. I keep walking around, trying to find somewhere quiet to talk on the phone, to no avail.
Finally, I went down a bunch of stairs into what I thought of as the "basement" for some reason but which was actually a stereotypically seedy alleyway behind the building. Just when I thought I'd found a place that was quiet enough, and whoever was on the phone started talking again, another big group of people walked by, loudly talking again.
That's when I woke up, somewhat angry and feeling very blah.
I was at school (ugh). Not any of the particular schools that I've actually attended in real life, just some generic building that my mind recognized as "school". We were all outside of this building, actually. As to who "we" are in this case, it was just a generic, nameless and faceless collection of people. Anyway, I had just signed up for classes a few minutes ago dream-time, prior to the dream starting, when I got a call on my cellphone (double ugh).
When I answered it, it was either a guidance counselor or a teacher of one of the classes I had signed up for, I couldn't tell which. Whoever it was had called to talk about one of the classes I had signed up for. However, I couldn't tell what they were saying because all of the people around me were talking too loudly. I keep walking around, trying to find somewhere quiet to talk on the phone, to no avail.
Finally, I went down a bunch of stairs into what I thought of as the "basement" for some reason but which was actually a stereotypically seedy alleyway behind the building. Just when I thought I'd found a place that was quiet enough, and whoever was on the phone started talking again, another big group of people walked by, loudly talking again.
That's when I woke up, somewhat angry and feeling very blah.
