Shot in the Sky

On Sunday the 16th January I couldn't really remember much of the dream I had. I only remember hovering in mid air, with a lot of flats around me. I don't know where it was, nowhere that I know of. It was all dark and wierd. Then I hear a gun shot... I didn't feel anything, but I fell down dead. And then I woke up with my heart racing. It was wierd. One of the most wierdest dreams I've had.

Lucid Dreaming and Primary School

On Saturday the 15th January I woke up remembering the dream. Most of it anyway. I was back in primary school again... for about the 50 millionth time. And for some reason I was wearing a Sunderland shirt... strange. On the massive field with trees at the back were racks of clothes everywhere, and I was in search of my group. Why? I do not know. But then out of nowhere from a corner was my group sitting around a table. My old primary school friends, so I went and joined them. Everything then went silent. And I read a small passage out from a sheet. To long ago now to remember what it said. Then, it ended. I cant remember from after that. 

Then the lucid dreaming began. I suddenly knew what I was doing, unlike in my primary school, it all changed. I was walking on a path, trees on the left of me and shops on the right of me. Then I started sprinting for some reason. Then off the path I met a friend from university... and then blank. I can't remember. 

But after that I had another dream. I feel that it was connected to the lucid dreaming, but I simply cant remember. I was near home. A busy road on the right of me and fence on the left. I was hiding, I was running away from someone, or some people. Then all of a sudden my year 6 teacher came from somewhere and started chasing me and some people. I don't know who they were. Then over the busy road and into the open field. We stopped suddenly, and were caught. The end. 


I know I miss my primary school and friends. But don't have many memories of it. I think maybe its because the school is just behind my house and can see it. I don't even walk over there much. I just find it strange whenever I dream about it now.

My Dream Pad

My dream pad started on Thursday 13th January 2011. I thought it was time to write down my dreams and interpret them. I realise over the past 11 months I usually have the same dreams and understand them finally. I dreamt the previous night I was sprinting out of my old school  and onto the field. The massive green field with the trees behind it. I dream of it a lot. There was a lot of people there, so I kick start from the ground and into the air. And that's all I could remember. 

But I know why I dreamt it. Because I miss it, I miss being there and the people. But its all in the past now and there's no way of going back. All I can do is dream about it though. And I will in the future. So best to plan ahead for the future.