Thursday, October 04, 2012

growing paper

I dreamt that my dad gave me a jet pack for a gift. We were up in the NE somewhere, Maine?? or?? I decided I was going to fly to NYC. I was in the clouds and couldn't quite see where I was and then I went through them, they were a bit dirty and a bit pretty in parts. I wanted to land at Central Park. I could see it and started to hover down. I was excited to be there and wasn't sure what I would do next. I didn't have much money and I probably needed to head back. As I hovered down, I felt like the motor was getting weak. I realized it wasn't meant to travel that far on such a small tank of fuel. I looked around and felt so lucky that I had landed near two different gas stations. The one looked like they were closing, but I saw that the open sign was still up. The other one was farther away, I think cost a little more and there was something about it I didn't like. I really wanted to use the one next to me. There were a couple of old guys there and I was happy to see them and talk to them. They were tinkerer types and were interested in my jet pack and in helping me out. I had never filled it before and wasn't sure how to. We found that it had a glass tube inside that held the fuel. I thought it was odd that it would be made of something so delicate.

Then I flew back and I'm not sure anyone knew where I went and I wasn't going to tell them. More people showed up for my birthday, my aunt etc. I was given a piece of paper and a few pieces of popcorn already popped. When I clapped my hands, the pop corn would get bigger and the paper would get bigger. I thought it was very cool and what a $ saver as far as the paper went. I could just keep on clapping and have a ton of paper.

Then I was at this school. It felt like it was in Ireland or something, old brick buildings, old trees, older way of doing things. I think there was something specific that I needed to do, I don't remember what it was, but I was walking around with a destination in mind. I saw a guy in the distance doing some grounds work near the gravel pathway. I wasn't sure if he was planting, airrating, or what. But he was going along quite quickly. As I came closer, I saw he had wheels on his shoes. One wheel per shoe about 10" in diameter. He could bounce on them and roll at the same time. I figured you would have to practice to go like he was going without falling. Then there was a larger wheel about 5' tall and he could put his shoes in slots on it and roll with the wheel. I moved on from him and found the path was ending. I climbed up some rocks and to the side of a brick building and held on to some rails to keep going. It seemed like a religious building with statues and stained glass. I came to a point where I could see grass on the otherside of a railing. There was a  shelf of sorts where there was something decorative. I saw that someone had put a porceline figurine there. At first I thought it was a gnome and then I realized it was an angel, with sandy blond hair, blue gown and white wings. I figured it was either some sort of good luck charm or a hide and seek game. I looked again towards the grass to see how to get there and realized it was a farther drop than I had thought and a creek was inbetween. I knew I couldn't make the leap.

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I dreamt I was at a hotel with friends. It was a very fancy hotel in a warm area, not sure if it was domestic or some other country. Some of the people I was with were different ... as in we probably didn't share certain values on authenticity or kindness, but either way I was stuck with them and they were not horrible. We were all going to hang out at the pool and maybe get something to eat, but some of us needed to change, some of us wanted to go to the city first... it was messy a bit. We needed a card to get into the pool, every card from the hotel had your photo on it, so someone else couldn't use it. It was right on the beach and I thought it was odd because people from the beach could come right to the pool with no card, but people from the hotel couldn't go in without a card. I felt like we were trying to sneak people in, otherwise I wouldn't have felt stressed about this card situation. One of our friends worked in the hotel and she was about to walk to the pool. I reminded her she needed to change out of her uniform or they would not let her in.

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