Hilary Duff once taught me that 'this is what dreams are made of' but I think she may have been referring to the aspiration type of dreams. I however, am talking about the stories and images that go through our minds as we sleep.
With all that said though. There is one dream that I remember so vividly and often get recurring versions of it. A few nights ago, I dreamt it again and I would say that this is the 3rd or 4th time this has happened. Im camping in a lodge on a rainy wintery day in the middle of the forest when I hear knocks on the door and someone saying my name. No one was meant to be aware that I was there so someone i'm with (a random) drags me out the back door and throws me into the drivers seat of a red ferrari When i first had this dream, in real life, I didn't know how to drive. Yet, every time the dream reoccurs, I get better at driving this red ferrari So I slam on the accelerator and break through the walls of the lodge and next thing I know, I'm being chased through the city in my red ferrari with 3 friends in the car. These people chasing me are unrecognisable and are in a black car of some sort.
The colours in this dream are so bright and lively. Almost like I'm inside a painting. Unrealistically bold colours like overly green grass and perfectly pigment free skies. I'm driving straight along a boulevard of some sort when it comes to an end. I have an option of driving up the pier and into the restaurant on the end or into the water. I choose the water. But instead of crashing into the crystal blue water, I start driving on top of it. I keep going until im adjacent to the restaurant and then the car stops and starts to sink. My friends are still in this convertible top down ferrari so I dive under to drag them out. I only saved one of them. The dream skips and I'm having coffee in the restaurant with the people chasing me. It's myself. I am looking at myself sitting opposite the table next to the fireplace where I am drying off from the water. I stand up to leave and then I awake.
The colours in this dream are so bright and lively. Almost like I'm inside a painting. Unrealistically bold colours like overly green grass and perfectly pigment free skies. I'm driving straight along a boulevard of some sort when it comes to an end. I have an option of driving up the pier and into the restaurant on the end or into the water. I choose the water. But instead of crashing into the crystal blue water, I start driving on top of it. I keep going until im adjacent to the restaurant and then the car stops and starts to sink. My friends are still in this convertible top down ferrari so I dive under to drag them out. I only saved one of them. The dream skips and I'm having coffee in the restaurant with the people chasing me. It's myself. I am looking at myself sitting opposite the table next to the fireplace where I am drying off from the water. I stand up to leave and then I awake.
This has been the dream I've seen 4 times. I don't know if dreams reflect anything about a person but I can tell you that if someone could record my dreams and play them back, they'd be 5 star movies in the box office and I'd be a billionaire.
I guess I'll leave the bread winning to my future husband.