Dream Journal - 1:1

Last nights dream was weird.

It started out, I think it started out like this, I had a lover, a girl, who was overseas and was like married to some duke or some important guy in France. She was going to come back to the states after 4 years but she decided to spend another year over there, and do some work in Spain. She is famous, everyone loves her. But her best friend and I want her back. The best friend got really really mad when she heard this, especially since we heard it at the amphitheater ( i think that is where people go to hear news). After hearing that I started walking up the hill (think capital hill) to go home, on my way however I saw this really really beautiful girl closing her shop down. I decided to take a chance and I walked over to her while she was outside putting away her shops sign. I told her she was really beautiful. She smiled. I told her that I really want to hang out with her and if it would be ok if I gave her my number. She said yes, so I fished around for a pen and a scrap of paper. I ended up using the back of a receipt, how romantic I thought. She didnt seem to care and I left waving. A little while later she called me, she wanted to know if I wanted to go to the amphitheater with her tonight. I said yes and I met her there a couple of hours later. After finding her sitting near the top I put my stuff in the lockers near us, the top left ones. And sat down next to her. She was still smiling. We watched the show.

Later on I had a certain feeling, that I should go check on my stuff, so I went up then down to the the lockers. There was nothing there! Everyones shit was gone. And on the way down I saw a couple of kids running up with a bunch of stuff. I was pissed. I ran after them then detoured to the stage. Grabbed the mike from the girls hand and told everyone that we just got robbed. Only a couple of people believed me. I don't know if my date did or not, I ran after the thieves.

It was raining, I never found them, but I did find a bike, I donut think I stole it though. I was sad and depressed, all my crap was in that bag, including my keys. I couldn't go home. I ended up sleeping under a tree.

The next day when i woke up it was still raining. I was still sad. I ended up biking through the waterfront district and stopped at this yoga place. Don't know why but I saw that there was a class starting soon so I went in and the desk guy showed me where to go. Once I got there the yoga lady looked at me and asked me if I wanted to join. I wanted to but realized I couldn't because I had no money. So I said no, she gave me a puzzled look, along with everyone else in the class.

And then things shifted. The class and I were in the forest, next to a small stream. I think we were playing with miniature boats. It was fun, we were enjoying ourselves. Plus the light through the canopy made everything really really pretty. I was sitting alongside a moss ridden bank when I saw another small boat come down stream. It was a blue sailboat, a boat that I would like to have. in it however there was a small boy....a really small boy. For some reason this didn't strike me as weird, but whatever. We asked him if we could take a picture of him and his boat next to ours. He was happy and said yes. Unfortunately before we could a strong surge dragged them both down river. We chased after them. In the chase I realized that I should take my cell phone out of my pocket so it wouldn't get wet. This is when I realized that I didn't have to worry anymore, I realized I had my keys and everything I wanted was at my house. Nothing was stolen.

Thats when I woke up.

Weird huh?