Dream theme one: The disappointing outing.
Lately I’ve been having my typical vivid dreams, and they’re falling into several of my typical dream categories.
Dream theme one: The disappointing outing.
I dreamt I went to some sort of conference. It started with a fun walk through a park area, where I got to play with a monkey. Then we went in to begin the conference. As usual in these dreams, it seemed I was the only one who didn’t know what the schedule was. I was with Rachel and Benn, so I just went to the same forum as they did. It was about responsible urban planning, and was led by an angry older black man who looked like he had been some sort of sixties radical. His message was incoherent, on one hand talking about “Christian love,” and on the other hand threatening to physically attack anyone who wouldn’t go along with his plans. We were at a long table and I could barely hear him, though. I was all pissed off, stood up, exclaimed, “I don’t even know what this guy’s talking about!” and started storming off. I realized I had acted really uncouth and made people think I was a nut. I came back and tried to apologize to the other participants, saying my ignorance had made me act that way, but I could see they were still disgusted with me. Soon, bored and confused, I wish I had just left. I wondered if I was supposed to have signed up for these forums, or could know which ones would be on interesting subjects. I felt I should know about that. Later I left the table. Afterward I found out there were all these fun activities that were going on that I didn’t know about or was missing.
I have a lot of dreams like that — I go on some sort of outing, and I have no fun at all. I get left out of stuff, nobody likes me, the directors seem to look down on me, everyone knows what’s going on but me (I used to feel like that a lot), or I need to go change clothes, but by the time I finish the bus to the activity has left without me, stranding me, and I can’t get to the activity until it’s practically over.