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Jedi
In the past years I've seen occasionally repeating dreams about being back in technical school. The period in my life, when I was there, wasn't
exactly pleasant.
Anyway, there appears to be at least one factor, that is same in those dreams: voluntary action. In them I'm somehow aware, that I've already spend
years in that school, and left it behind, but still I have chosen to go there again.
In some of dreams, I was attending the army, instead of school.
In dreams like that, I still wonder: why the heck I have to insist on attending there again and again, although I'm much older now.
In that kind of dreams there weren't obvious threats, but still I was rather anxious, when waking up.
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Besides all that, last week I saw a totally new kind of dream, where I was attending the upper stage of the elementary school. That era in my life,
what comes to school, wasn't overall that bad.
In that dream, I entered a big building, but there weren't any roadsigns at all. I tried to find my class, where the familiar friends were. I saw a
glimpse of one of them, but for some reason, I couldn't reach him.
I kept on walking and searching. Last thing, that I remember, is that I was on the top floor, opening the door, that led to open air. I felt acrophobic/vertiginous.
It could well be too early to draw conclusions, about why the new kind/flavour of dream appeared. But perhaps the emphasis/focus has changed in some way.
exactly pleasant.
Anyway, there appears to be at least one factor, that is same in those dreams: voluntary action. In them I'm somehow aware, that I've already spend
years in that school, and left it behind, but still I have chosen to go there again.
In some of dreams, I was attending the army, instead of school.
In dreams like that, I still wonder: why the heck I have to insist on attending there again and again, although I'm much older now.
In that kind of dreams there weren't obvious threats, but still I was rather anxious, when waking up.
--
Besides all that, last week I saw a totally new kind of dream, where I was attending the upper stage of the elementary school. That era in my life,
what comes to school, wasn't overall that bad.
In that dream, I entered a big building, but there weren't any roadsigns at all. I tried to find my class, where the familiar friends were. I saw a
glimpse of one of them, but for some reason, I couldn't reach him.
I kept on walking and searching. Last thing, that I remember, is that I was on the top floor, opening the door, that led to open air. I felt acrophobic/vertiginous.
It could well be too early to draw conclusions, about why the new kind/flavour of dream appeared. But perhaps the emphasis/focus has changed in some way.