Continuing in the Wierd tradition, a place to discuss your wierd dreams should you wish to do so. Discuss, compare, maybe analyze if you want because, yes, your dreams do try and reach out to you.
When I usually dream of high school, it ALWAYS involves dance and something negative happening. Usually, it's my dance instructor telling me how bad of a dancer I was, how I meant nothing to her, something to that extent. Well, the other night, I had one. It wasn't the usual one though. It was the last day or close to it. there was a routine going on and I was shoved in it, trying to learn it while having to go out on the stage in, like, an hour or 30 minutes or something. Time was pressed, I couldn't do it, people were getting frustrated, I was getting frustrated. I think we're about to go on stage or we already are, and that's when I'm like, "Ya know, **** it! **** it." And I walked away.
I know what my dance dreams mean now. I know what action I need to take in order to make them stop. Maybe this is the first step to it.