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Train

June 27th, 2005 by Ariana Rose Taylor-Stanley

I was about to move out of my house by train and transferring everything in my room onto a train car. This included a carousel I had always had (I have no such thing) which had always been behind my dresser. It was full size but only a segment of a full carousel with only a few horses. My things were arranged in the car exactly as they had been in my room and the car was the same size. My parents were in the adjacent room and there was a stranger in the other bed in my room whom I accidentally stepped on.

Some time later when I was off the train, I found myself trying to get rid of some things I no longer wanted, specifically a bug-infested book. I was giving it to a boy who had some interest in it and might have been trading me for another book when the bug problem got worse and we noticed there were the same bugs in the same pattern on every page and then the whole book became entirely covered in bugs and I ran away, stepping out of my shoe, and my shoe became covered in bugs and I felt helpless to get it back but I approached it and I became covered in bugs and my mind realized there were too many bugs and woke me up.

When I went back to sleep, I was involved in a dramatic adventure that still had something to do with my leaving by train. At one point an important person lifted his pant legs and huge amounts of people came out, including a scuttling whore in really frilly clothing and eventually (after the people had stopped coming out of his pants and started coming from under the table behind him) a king and the person who played J.M. Barrie in Peter Pan. Somehow the people from the past got arranged on one side and the people who belonged in the present on the other (except J.M. was on the past side and I tried to get him back) and the people from the past were all ready to go and waiting for the signal. Cynthia was shouting “Kris needs to do the ceremonial bow!” but Kris was not in sight.

At another point I was interacting with some sort of hero who was probably not Kris but who I was in love with but at the same time aware that I wasn’t experiencing real life. I assumed I must be acting so I realized it was kind of weird when I got passionate and said I loved him. He said something like “that’s unexpected”.

Later I was at school, and told someone I was late for psychology. I was in Gans’ room talking to Molly Carroll and told her “yeah I just packed up my stuff yesterday. I’m moving to the east coast.” even though I wasn’t exactly sure that was where I was going or why I was going there.

This dream was posted by Ariana Rose Taylor-Stanley on Monday, June 27th, 2005 at 10:02 am. You can leave a response, but pinging is currently not allowed.

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