Yup, last night's was a doozy and it's left me feeling a bit glooey today.
It started out with Stuart and I planning to attend a two day course at my shiatsu school in Toronto. Why was Stuart attending? I don't know - I don't remember even what the course was about specifically. So I'm in Toronto and my parents are dropping me off at the subway station. Stuart isn't with me and the station, which is underground in reality is now at surface level. And despite knowing that the school is thataway, I get on the train going the other direction.
I discover my mistake quit quickly and get off after a few stations, thinking that I'll just cross the street and hop on the train going the other way. I left early, so I'll still arrive on time. Except that I don't recognize the neighbourhood I've gotten off in and the train tracks apparently veer here, so that I can't find where to board the returning train. I make what I think are some logical guesses about where the station must be, but end up wandering the neighbourhood, becoming increasingly aware that time is passing and the class has started.
Then there's a break, where either I've forgotten the sequence or it really did just jump, but the next thing is that I've just gone into a house, seemingly at random. I know I interacted with people in the basement, but I don't really remember the details. Then I went upstairs and found some more people, including TJ - one of the guys who worked at the hostel I stayed at in Singapore. I suddenly realize that the reason I can't find my way around is that I'm not in Toronto, I'm in Singapore. TJ agrees to help me get to the school for my class. (Meanwhile, I've been getting texts from Stuart saying "where are you? The class has started" and all I'm sending back is "I'm coming. I'm coming".)
We go back outside and TJ gets on the train with me. Except that it's not Singapore either. It's some other city that is amazingly familiar to me (even now that I'm awake!) but isn't any place I can put a name to. Is it a dream city that I've visited before? We ride for a while, then TJ tells me that we have to switch lines, so we do that. And as we ride, he's acting more and more nervous, until he finally he starts saying how much he loves me and should never have let me leave Singapore, etc., etc. And I'm not acknowledging him at all, just worrying about how the class is almost over for the day and I still don't know where I am or how long it will take me to get there.
And then there's another jump and I'm waking up in the hallway of a hospital and TJ is telling me that I'm going to be fine. I'm just starting to think, "This is really weird...." when,
Ursa starts whining to be let out and wakes me up.
Reading this back, I realize that it doesn't convey the sense of desperate rush that filled the whole dream. I was trying so hard and feeling very anxious, but never seemed to be making any progress. Which, come to think of it, is a fair description of my life lately, so maybe the dream wasn't the strange after all. But I still wish I hadn't expended so much energy there that I tired today.
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