December 13 Dream

Someone I've been talking to recently recommended I put a pencil and paper by my bed to write down my dreams. So this is the result of the first attempt.



I initially copied this outline into word. But I kinda thought that it was an interpretation of what had happened. And more specifically my interpretation, so an hour later I don't feel bad adding more to it, as it is mine to add. So here I how I wrote it up:

12 /13 / 09
Short Dream ~10min
Watch him leave house
Watch him ride around block
Take picture in basement
Send text message

I’m in front of mom’s house somewhat out of sight. She leaves the house. Matthew puts Garfield on his back on a bike and rides around the block, I don’t actually see him do this; he just leaves on a bike with the cat on his back. The cat is just lying down on his lower back. He sticks his head over the side like a dog out of a window. The bike is a fairly old mountain bike. They talk about Matthew’s deciding not to live, more like he’s board of living and is ready for other things. He rides somewhat dangerously but the cat says he’s glad not more so. Matthew says if the cat wasn’t there he would be. They take the short way around the Greens, mostly staying in the right hand lane.

I’m following them around the block in a plane, roughly 100ft up, barely faster than bike speed. Still faster than them, so I have to circle around sometimes. This keeps up for the duration of the block (which is a short one).

He pulls into the driveway and I park at Matt’s house (down the street (different Matt)). While landing I noticed another plane much higher than me kinda watching also. Matthew watching me, or government, or just another plane? I really don’t remember landing. I kinda slowed down over Matt’s house, and then I was in his basement. In the basement I put together some ingredients: Cereal, peanut butter, flower, sugar… about 8 ingredients. I really don’t remember what they were for but I knew at the time. I’d guess they were ingredients to make Reese’s Cups, or maybe no bake cookies. I take a picture of them with my camera, rearrange them and bring in some new ones, take another picture. As if they were two different but very similar recipes.

Then I sent Matthew a text saying something like, “Nice recruitment video.” I think it said more, like how I was impressed he rode around the block with the cat on his back. It might have totaled 14 words, but I’m not really sure what it said. “Nice recruitment video” was the closest thing to it I could think of when I woke up.

This is my first picture to add to my blog. Let me assure you... my handwriting is much better than that. Unless of course I just woke up and am writing against a mattress as fast I as I can so I don't forget anything... then it looks a lot like what is shown above. I really have no idea what that text said, and maybe I shouldn't have put that guess in here, but oh well.

Yea,
-- Mike