Dreams

I have some weird ones.

I always have.

I usually wake up in the morning and relate my dreams to Devin. He, on the other hand, claims he doesn't dream. But I know that's not true; he just doesn't remember them. His imagination must not be as active as mine, let's just say that!

Here are a few of my favorites (and by favorite I mean, "where the heck did that come from?")

• The other night I had a vivid dream that my mother gave away my child along with my brother to one of my friends from high school's family (someone I haven't talked to for years). I trusted my mom to babysit Hallie and when I went to pick her up, my mom matter of factly told me that she had given her away, along with Clark, because they were misbehaving. I asked about the said misbehavior and my mom's reply was that Hallie wouldn't come to her when she held her arms out to her. I totally understood giving away Clark, but Hallie? (Just kidding Sparky!) My mom insisted that it was perfectly normal behavior to give away loved ones.

• I recently dreamed of a Hawaii vacation with my best friends. Our vacation was ruined when our mothers showed up to "chaperone", which actually meant that they wanted to be young and fun and part of the group. They appeared wearing stretch pants with stirrups and long t-shirts complete with a scrunchie tie on the side. They of course had ratted their hair and sported huge earrings. Hello 80's? We had to inform them that they were a few years behind. Sorry mom, no idea why I am having all these dreams about you...

• My all time odd-ball dream that I actually had when I was a teenager, but that has nevertheless stuck with me. In it, I was kidnapped by Kid Rock. Why was I dreaming about this rapper/singer person that I was never a fan of? Who knows. But he did kidnap me, stick me in a burlap sack, and ride his bike exactly vertical up a mountain with me tied behind. The dream ended with me home in my bathroom sending messages under the crack of the door saying "save me!"

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Yes, ever so unpleasant...sorry Mr. Kid.

Where do these things come from? No clue. I also rarely dream about the people that are closest to me, though it may seem otherwise because of the frequent mention of my mom in these dreams. I don't remember the last time I dreamt about Devin. More often, I dream about random people that I met once, or someone I sat next to in class at some point in my life but was never friends with. I tell you, weird all around.

I think a lot of people have their own version of a "recurring" dream. Mine isn't like one of my friend's from high school (I will leave him un-named in case he does not want the world knowing about this dream) that I used to laugh and laugh and laugh about. He had the classic show up to school naked dream, but with a twist. He would call his mom in a panic to bring him some clothes and she would inevitably show up with something like a pink speedo for him to wear.

No, my recurring dream is that I am driving along somewhere and all the sudden I see a plane up ahead. As I am watching the plane, it all the sudden drops out of the sky and plummets to the earth. I watch the plane explode into flames and know that there are no survivors.

Talk about scary.

I told my old roomie Stefani about this dream when she was visiting last year and she instantly insisted that I call her mom to tell her about it because her mom is good at analyzing dreams. I related the dream to Stef's mom, who without knowing me well, then asked if I am the type of person who cares a lot about people. I told her that I like to think I do. She then asked what I do for work. I told her I am in social work. She seemed to think that explained a lot.

She then said that this dream could be an example of how I watch other people that I am trying to help going down paths that are not necessarily going to bring them happiness. Like the plane, I can often see that disaster may be impending, but also like the plane, there is nothing I can do to change or control the situation. This explanation nails me, dead on. One example is that I often see birth parents that I work with make decisions that I can see are not going to work or that are going to bring them more difficulties down the road. I often wish I can make decisions for them, but I know I can't.

It was so interesting to see somehow that this random dream that I keep having can actually relate to me.

Now, onto figuring out how Kid Rock's kidnapping me has anything to do with anything.

Please do share any of your fantastic dreams too, if you feel that you woud like to make me laugh (since I am sure they are all comical. Except planes dropping out of skies.)