Move I’m Gay

Posted on April 26, 2021June 4, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that it’s the first day of school, I’m already bored and I’m planning to go home at lunch time and skip afternoon classes; I’m going down the stairs with my jacket on and holding my umbrella, when I remember that next class is called “History of Visual Arts” and the teacher is very cute, so I casually go back inside and slid in my seat as if nothing happened.

We’re given a few tablets and gather together to watch a movie scene; there’s an actor and two actresses (Uma Thurman and Sandra Bullock, I think) engaged in a fight scene; suddenly overwhelmed with passion, the actor kisses one woman, then the other. I hope next the two women will kiss each other, and they do! And it’s long and deep, “That’s so hot,” I can’t help but whisper. The guy sitting next to me takes it as an invitation to flirt with me, he puts his hand on my hip and starts breathing down my neck. I push him away, go sit alone at another desk and keep watching the movie on my phone. The guy says I’m overreacting, one of the girls in front of the class says she saw everything and he was acting inappropriately.

“Why where you watching them and not the movie?” the teacher wants to know.

It was Almost Harry Potter But Not Quite

Posted on April 22, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that I’m attending a magic school, the classrooms are beautiful greenhouses with glass walls. The headmaster id Sheev Palpatine and that’s not exactly reassuring. There’s a group of rich kids bullying me, I’m much more powerful than them so I try not to engage, or I’ll easily kill them. Eventually I make friends with one of the rich boys, he has black hair and blue eyes and he’s s bit shy. He introduces me to a girl who has a big secret: she has hidden insect wings and she can fly. I show them my secret too, I drop my disguise because I’m an alien, a Skrull with a bald green face and pointy ears

My Subconscious Still Believes I Didn’t Graduate

Posted on April 17, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that a new school year is about to begin and I’m hurrying to get there in time. I’m in an awful mood because I’m much older than the kids around me, being in my 30s, and I’d rather find a job than go back to school.

A crowd has gathered in front of the gates, my old Latin professor is reading out names; when called, each kid has to surrender their phone and answer a personality quiz, I find it totally unacceptable. My name is never called though, is it because I skipped finals last year? Please, I must have repeated my junior year so many times, it must count for something!

I finally approach the professor, I tell him I don’t want to go back to school anyway. He’s very harsh, telling me I’ll never amount to something in life, but gives me 500 bucks as reparation, I’ll take that. I also find a 400 phone top-up on the ground. I pocket that too.

Now to explain all this mess to my mom. Oh, she’s gonna be so mad.

Various Adventures

Posted on April 12, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream about a movie I’m watching/living: there are two (three?) high school girls running away, they travel through America, when they miss a train they realize they can fly and follow the train tracks from above through the mountains, they see a castle on a hill that is now a hotel. The movie feels magical and lighthearted at this point. The girls can look into someone’s eyes and see/grant their most profound wish. One of them turns a black and red fish into a human.

Then things turn horror, as the girls realize they never left their school, they are in the basement strapped to hospital beds, being fed hallucinogenic drugs by an evil nun. One of them is hugging a stuffed black and red fish. Only an hour has passed.

(I wish I knew how it all ended but this us all I can remember.)

Early in the morning I dream that I’m reading a Mickey Mouse comic; Mickey and Goofy are fighting some pirates in the belly of a ship, they run circles around them so fast they make them faint. Now they only need to defeat Captain Hook, but he’s gone to the bathroom because he needs to pee. I’m confused, can’t he just pee overboard? He goes to the bathroom but can’t find relief, why, why, oh why?

I wake up because I really need to pee.

(There was also a dream about a place, an underground cave below the ocean you can reach swimming in a certain direction. In that cave live the souls of all dead humanity, I wish I could remember more about it.)

Schools Are Mazes Now Too!

Posted on April 6, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that I’m with friends at the mountain house, feeling guilty because we’re supposed to be in lockdown. We play in the grass and I take pictures of flowers, then we go to a birthday party downtown, in a huge building that looks like a museum. The police catches us at the door. Inside the museum there’s a CW Supergirl episode happening, everyone gets superpowers (didn’t they already have powers before…?).

My friends and I are now walking down the street wearing white, yellow and orange leotards. We arrive to school, but we’re new and there are too many stairs. My friends tentatively climb a spiral staircase in the middle of a round classroom. I consider my options and go for the stairs in the back.

How Can I Be In School And Also My Current Age

Posted on March 28, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that it’s the last day of school. Inside a closet in the back of the classroom I find an old backpack I hadn’t touched in at least a dozen years. Inside there’s so much stuff I almost forgotten about: my old Swatch, my mom’s old phone and key ring, a toy lightsaber… I gather everything and bring it home with some difficulty.

He’s Always Been A Nerd

Posted on March 22, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that I’m in a classroom with my middle school favorite teacher and L., the boy I used to have a crush on; we’re the only two students. Our assignment is to solve a series of cryptograms and write an essay about the people who created them, based on their encrypting style. L. is scribbling on his paper at top speed, I have no clue what am I supposed to do and also feeling a sense of vague deja vu.

Falling Asleep, Or Not

Posted on February 25, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that C. has come to visit me and we’re sharing a bed on the balcony. It’s the middle of the night but I can’t sleep, I’m listening to a new album by a young rapper, created on a dare, the songs are simply titled “1”, “2”, “3”, “4” and “5”. I’m crying because the songs are so beautiful, I wake up C. to make her listen, she cries too and I feel validated in my musical tastes. In the morning C. grabs her backpack and invites me to go climb a hill and see the castle up there. I’m exhausted after the sleepless night but I can’t say no to her, I prepare to leave… and wake up, glad I actually got some rest.

Then I dream my old Latin teacher is asking me questions in Spanish, but I never got around to study future tenses. He asks questions about Doctor Who next, and I know those but I already lost my chance to answer something right. As the other kids raise their hands, the teacher falls asleep on a red couch at the front of the classroom.

Old Classics and Superheroes

Posted on February 18, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

As usual I dream that it’s the last day of school and I’m going to skip my finals because I already got my degree, I just want to go home and watch the latest Supergirl episode.

I’m walking home and now I’m Spiderman, I legit look like Tom Holland under the mask. I can climb walls, I’m not shooting webs because actually I can flap my arms and fly. I meet up with Black Widow and we go investigating in a phone store; it’s a rival store and my old boss sees me in there (she doesn’t look like my actual phone store boss lady, more like a mix of all the employers I’ve had in my life). I want to tell her I didn’t betray the store, I’m here on a secret mission, but she looks the other way and pointedly ignores me.

Some Highlights From The Night And The One Just Before Waking Up

Posted on February 14, 2021February 15, 2021 by Decade Dream Journal

I dream about a man that can extract Bic pens from under his fingernails. Then about a TV show with two girls living together (in a gay way, I hope). Then about a woman who turns into a demon and goes back in time.

I dream that I get lost on my way to school. There’s my old elementary school teacher, we hate each other so she avoids to look at me and I avoid looking at her. I walk next to an open casket with an old woman inside. I find a supermarket (finally!) and green fields with a fountain in the middle, sunlight playing with water droplets. I grab my camera but it’s brand new and I can’t use it yet. I scramble for my phone to take a picture with it instead, I can’t find it.

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