I've got dreams to remember.--Otis Redding
An old dream:
January 2, 2002
i had strange dreams this morning. it kind of felt as though i was awake and allowing myself to be my own guide within the dreams.
i really felt as though i was leading myself in this dream. kind of like a contemporary virtual reality version of Maya Deren's "At Land".
i was in another town, slightly lost and my friend was kidnapped and i had to run for my life and left her behind and ran down this hill, where i slid down all this sand.
but i got myself back up and thought i was running to something, but really there was just commotion.
then i waited in line at a friend's work, but she never came through for me.
i ended up in the sand being provocative and having an ex of mine be sleazy with me.
i just remember having this feeling of control as i was running to something that wasn't there. the more i ran, the more i could see.
then i ended up back "home" only to find that my bedroom had been moved into a bigger house. like my house and housemates were a sub-house in a bigger one.
I don't remember this dream at all now, but I can tell you I rarely have dreams where I feel like I'm in control. It's as if control is a muscle I haven't used in years and I'm slowly starting to regain its power.