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Want to interpret my dreams?

Asked by MrItty (17406points) April 2nd, 2010

(Please understand – I place absolutely no credence behind dream “interpretation”. I don’t believe for a second dreams mean anything more than you fell asleep. This is purely for fun.)

I had two very odd dreams the last two nights. What do you make of them?

1) I was travelling with The Doctor (from Dr. Who). He told me that I had to invite my best friend to my family’s Thanksgiving dinner. But then he said “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry – but it will be the last time you see her.” I said I would just tell her the morning of that she couldn’t come. He told me she had to be there. Then I somehow got to see the alternate time line, what would happen if she wasn’t there. My cousin got hit by a car, and was killed. In the “right” timeline, my friend saved her from getting hit, and she herself died. I had to make the decision to invite my friend to her death, to save my cousin.

2) My roommate and I were driving around – in separate cars, but still talking to each other. We were talking about whether or not deaf people should be allowed to play football. I said that as long as they could see the coach, why would it be a problem? I told her about a High School classmate of mine who was nearly deaf, and had hearing aids with a microphone that he had to give to each teacher in each class (that’s all true, not a creation of the dream). We wound up at our old college, and started skateboarding toward the student union (neither of us skateboard). It was Reunion Weekend. Except it wasn’t our college’s reunion – it was my high school reunion. At our college. We wanted to play volleyball, but there were no open courts. As we walked through the grounds and the Union, we ran into the nearly-deaf classmate I mentioned earlier, and a couple female classmates I barely remember. I said nothing more than “hi” to them, and kept on walking. Then my roommate and I decided to leave and go to dinner instead. Then we hugged, and left the college.

So what do you think? What are your theories of the innermost desires of my psyche? :-P

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