I dream that I want to go visit my penpal C., I take the wrong train going the opposite direction. I jump off the train and get on a bus, it goes the wrong direction too, I’m angry with the driver for some reason. I finally get to her house one day later; she’s so angry I have to hypnotize her and her whole family so they’ll forgiving me.
Tag: trains
It’s Been Years Since I’ve Been In Venice And It Haunts Me Still.
I dream that I don’t wanna go to school, I want to stay home and watch girls kiss on Lucifer. My dad is obviously pissed, I fake a cough and my sister jumps to my defense, says I obviously have Covid and it would be cruel to make me go.
We go to Venice instead. My sister and I are on a water bus and we miss our stop, I see my dad looking at us from the crowd, his disappointed face is a lion’s. We get off at the next stop, my sister is freaking out because we don’t know where we are, but I’m the Venice expert after all, I guess we’re near the train station. Still, I hope it’s all just a bad dream and I’ll wake up safely in my bed, instead of having to travel all the way back home. I jump up and down, trying to wake up with no avail. We go buy train tickets, the journey is gonna be several hours long and we won’t be back home until next morning. I groan and groan and wake up safely in my bed.
Such A Nice Accommodating Inspector
I dream that I’m on a train but I don’t have a ticket, I totally forgot to buy one. The ticket inspector is here, she’s coming closer and I’m panicking. I rummage in my corduroy bag, find some old ticket and come up with a believable story; I tell her I accidentally threw away the new one instead, she’s very understanding and call the train station to find out what my ticket number was. I’m sweating at this point, afraid she’ll figure out my bluff. I offer to buy a new ticket online. She says it doesn’t matter, because she totally believes me. She smiles the nicest smile and walks away.
This Is What Happens When You Take Too Many Trains In Your Life
I dream that my mom and I are waiting in a train station; the next train home is 1 hour and 20 minutes away and we wait and wait and wait. I eventually realize that we bought the wrong tickets, but it’s too late: the train comes, and it’s a blue tricycle attached to some wagons. My mother jumps on the tricycle and start pedaling, I run after her and yell to stop, she veers out of the tracks and pedals down a hill… I wake up with a jolt.
Snippets That Used To Be Much More Detailed But I Lost Them
I dream that I’m riding a rusty red tricycle across train tracks. Two girls in a car are yelling at me, say I didn’t look before crossing, but I did, I looked left and right.
Then I dream that a local greengrocer is closing forever, the owners are putting on a ‘woe is me’ show saying it’s the government’s fault. I happen to know they are scammers so I tear them apart.
Then I dream that I look at the calendar and it’s June. How can it be? I was just here looking forward our next cold spell? How did I miss so much time? Flowers are blooming outside my window. I despair. My mother says I was just sitting at my desk staring at nothing for months.
The Year’s Over And Nothing Of Interest Was Gained
I dream that I’m staying at Gran’s with my brother and cousin (who is vampire but that has nothing to do with the story). Gran goes for a walk and I want to go with her but I’m still in my pajamas. When I’m dressed up I instinctively board a train. I don’t have a ticket and I’m afraid I’ll be found out so I get off at the next station just a few minutes later. I find Gran at the station, I can’t believe she walked this far; she’s trying to board with a fake ticket so I drag her away. We go through a little market, I notice no one’s wearing a mask: they all think they are safe. My cousin is crossing the street nearby without looking where she’s going, a car runs her over, she’s so upset she throws herself at their window just to scare them. She’s immortal after all. I try to book a train ticket for my brother and I to go back home. I can’t seem to be able to type anymore.
If You Were Hoping For A Holiday Themed Dream You Are Wrong
I dream that I open a bookstore with two old schoolmates, M. and C. We only sell books about the Middle Ages so it’s not very successful. We’re going home one night when we see our rival bookstore has displayed animals (some sort of white monkeys) and toddlers in their storefront window. I don’t know if the toddlers are alive or just dolls, they move like real children but they look fake, they all have an identical bowl cut and their faces are covered in thin white fur. I pick one up and it’s drooling all over me, I clean its mouth.
We are now late, we rush to the train stop (it’s like a tram stop but for trains!) and barely miss our ride. We have no choice but to call a cab; a big, fancy orange car appears to pick us up, I cannot sit in the back with my friends because them are the rules, I have to climb into the trunk, it’s not pleasant. The cab driver is speaking in a foreign language on his phone, the only words I understand are “Angela Merkel”. The road to town is made of white marble and almost vertical, I’m terrified we won’t make it and when we reach the top I jump out the trunk. I tell my friends I’ll pay them back my fare tomorrow, they yell back it’s gonna be 15 bucks. As I run away I see them take one calculator each as they start checking if the cab fare is right. I marvel at how they can still do math after all these years.
My Precious Brand New Adidas
I dream that I’m on a school trip. We stop at a kiosk in the middle of a forest and I buy a strawberry pastry. I’m really tired because I didn’t sleep last night, I don’t think that I can go on, I want to go home instead. There’s another girl who’s equally tired and wants to go too, she’s really cool and I might have a crush on her. The teacher, a short guy with glasses, suggests we take a plane, but that’s a bit excessive. A train, maybe? He offers to drive us to the train station.
I’m not wearing my shoes −just flip flops on socks− and cool girl doesn’t have her phone, we left them insode the school bus. There’s no time, the teacher says, you’ll have everything back tomorrow. And off we go, we’re expecting to see the train station, but he drives us all the way to town. I go directly home and fall asleep.
The morning after I realize my shoes are still missing, I’m so angry at the teacher for making me leave them behind. I try to text cool girl before remembering she doesn’t have her phone. I frantically start looking for my old classmates’ numbers, then I wake up for real and I’m so relieved to realize the shoes are safe and sound in my closet.
I Need To Read Back Because I’m Sure This Is Not The First Time I Dream About This
I dream the my mother and I are staying at my old university apartment, even though I haven’t lived there in a decade. We have forced the lock and made the beds, I’m thinking to stay maybe a few days, visit the mall, the comic book store, the city of Venice…
Then I remember it’s September and my old landlord −the awful bitch− will be renting the apartment to some other poor student. I tell my mom, quick! pack up and run away before she shows up. It’s too late. Here she comes showing the place to a couple of kids. I’ll distract her, I say, you strip the beds before she sees them.
I walk in the living room and when she’s surprised to see me, I explain I just stopped by to pee. She seems to find my excuse perfectly logical. She introduces me to the two students, and I can’t help it: I tell them,
It’s a scam. The apartment sucks. She’s a horrible person. Run away!
She’s distraught that I would betray her like this. Why, she even bought a new kitchen!
Mom and I go back home. I’m thinking maybe not everything is lost, maybe we can still take the train and go visit Venice, what’s it gonna take, two hours? (Spoiler: IRL it takes much, much, much, much, MUCH more). Unfortunately my sister is having some kind of tantrum-slash-existential crisis and we waste too much time trying to calm her down. Her hair is long now and she wants to be called “Tovah”.
This Is A Long One Folks
I dream that a tiger cub wanders into my living room. It’s night and I’m the only one still up. He’s afraid at first, but soon he’s in my lap purring. He’s even getting along with my cat.
The next day we try to find out where the cub came from. We call the vet clinic and they say he ran away after one of the doctors, a guy named Maycon, committed suicide. Incredibly, we are allowed to keep the cub until they find a proper home for him.
We bring both pets, cat and tiger, on a trip with us. We visit a futuristic facility where they are creating VR videogames.
I’m told to sit at a machine in the middle of a giant room, there’s a gaming chair elevated from the ground and surrounded by screens. Below there’s a desk with multiple computers, the woman sitting behind the desk is the director of the project. My family is looking up with interest. The tiger cub and my cat are wandering around the room.
My body is scanned so my avatar will look realistic. I find myself sitting inside a futuristic car, a race is about to start but I can’t drive! “What do I do?” I yell, panicking. “Floor the pedal!” I hear my dad yelling back. The program changes to a horse race and I don’t fare any better.
The director is disgusted at my incompetence. When it’s my brother’s turn she asks him what kind of games he likes. I wish she had asked me as well. As my brother plays (as Ranma ½ , and dismayed about turning into a girl) the director looks me over and says, “some people just lack intelligence”.
I grab her by the lab coat and hiss,
Not everyone is the same. I may not be good at videogames, but I have emotional intelligence.
When it’s time to go home we board a super fast train, it’s bright red and looks so modern. Again, my cat and the tiger cub are wandering up and down the train corridors.
We don’t have tickets, the other passengers are carrying their tickets on their wrists, like some sort of smart watch. The conductor comes over to scan the watches, my dad tells her we need to buy ours. She says, you can do that, or you can try your luck at our slot machine.
All the passengers without a ticket get in line, one by one they pull the lever of the slot machine, but nobody wins. When it’s my turn I pull the lever and the machine blinks and whistles! I’m excited for a moment thinking I won a ticket. The conductor is impressed too, because apparently nobody had won anything in years.
The machine spits out a receipt. I read it, it’s a coupon for a pizza place from the town we’ve just left. It says I’ve won a lemongrass pizza. I don’t even know what that is, I’ll just have to give the coupon to someone else because it’s useless to me.
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