Date of dream: Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Level of Lucidity: N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Lucid Intent? No
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I was on DeviantArt, an art-sharing website where I post photos, artwork, and my writing. Much of my gallery there is taken up by photos of Mackinac Island, my favorite place and an obsession of mine. In the dream, I was browsing around the site looking at other people's material as I often do when I somehow stumbled across the account of another girl (probably younger than myself) who was also interested in Mackinac Island! It's world famous, but such a small place that many people online have never heard of it, and honestly, I have yet to meet anyone as enthusiastic about the place as I am--not even the islanders themselves seem so jazzed about it. This girl didn't know as much about the island as I do, but I could tell she was just getting started on her interest, and she was just as excited to share what she knew. As for how I knew of her interest, I guess it was displayed somehow in her gallery--she probably had some artwork or writing related to it, and had perhaps posted in her onsite journal about it as well, so I could plainly see her enthusiasm. I was overjoyed to see this! I had to contact her and try to become friends.
Well, I did just that, sending her a note or some such, briefly telling her of my own interest in the island. Links to our userpages are automatically included everywhere we post on the site, so she could easily check out my gallery and see the proof. I had all sorts of grandiose thoughts about our potential friendship. She was just getting started on learning about it, and there was so much I could teach her! We could share resources, stories, fantasies, and who knew, maybe someday she could even visit it with me! I get the feeling there was a response from her but it was brief, and I may have commented or noted her again (users receive notification every time somebody comments on one of their works or journal entries, so I might have done that too), and waited to hear back from her.
She didn't reply immediately, and I guess some time elapsed, because I began to grow despondent, then felt just horrible. In real life I've tried befriending people with similar interests MANY times but every time there's somebody I'm really interested in and approach first off, they just aren't interested in return. I can't count how many people I wanted so badly to befriend and they just didn't care for it. With every one of them I was so SURE we'd be great friends and it simply never even started off. Well, I was just about positive that this was another one of those times, and I logged off and probably went off alone to cry. I felt so stupid for even considering that she'd want to be friends with me. She seemed confident, she probably had her share of friends already. So what if we were interested in the same thing? Just recently on DA in real life I discovered another person with a really arcane interest in common with me and though they thanked me for my comments, they didn't seem interested in pursuing a friendship or anything. I was so crushed. I wished I hadn't even noted her in the first place.
I logged back on after a while, however, and found a reply from her at last. And though I don't recall what it said, she was friendly in it, and seemed interested in learning more. She mentioned a Mackinac Island history book she had--maybe it was Picturesque Mackinac, a book of Victorian-era photography with bits of history about the island's past--and I was just about sure I already had the same book. I have lots of other books too--not a huge amount on the island, but on related matters, and there were also my numerous trips there. My spirits rose again. I had so much I could teach her, and she could share her enthusiasm in return. I was so happy!
Then, of course, I awoke and realized it was a dream, and no such girl existed. -_-
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Date of dream: Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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This dream is actually from several days ago.
I just remember some vague bits. Basically, I guess I'd written a journal entry online, just the typical stuff, maybe about a therapy session. I learned that someone on my friends list, I think (at least, it wasn't a total stranger or a random nobody), had left a note, so went to read it. For some reason, the note showed up written on the page of one of my Time-Life Mysteries Of The Unknown books--that was just how it was. It was written up in the corner of the page, atop a fullpage photo or something. I think the picture was of a Victorian woman, maybe a painting.
The note basically said something like, "Too whiny and overemotional for my tastes. All you did here was complain." Unlike in real life, I felt they hadn't really meant to insult me, they just read my entry, found it too annoying, so didn't like it. I don't know if they were going to unfriend me or anything, I just know they didn't find the entry a worthwhile read.
This puzzled me--I didn't remember having whined so much for once!--so I went back to browse my entry. And just as I'd thought, it wasn't particularly whiny. In fact it was a lot less whiny than usual! Rather than get offended and rebuke the other user, though, like I probably would in real life, I decided to go leave them a short response. I think I did reword it several times to not sound so snarky as I might, though, like I DO do in real life. I know that this other user was also female, and to leave her a note, I had to jot it down in HER Mysteries Of The Unknown book (or it might have been vice-versa the whole time; dunno). I picked it up, remembering that I'd borrowed it, and got ready to write down my note in ink on the page--then hesitated because in real life I was VERY finicky about how these books were treated--the early ones are rather battered now, but I was very strict not to dogear them or write in them or anything--I used to get quite anxious about it. Then I thought, well, she left a note in my book, I have the right to leave one in hers. If she didn't want her book written in she didn't have to note me. *shrug* I was going to give the book back anyway so it would no longer be my concern. So I started writing in the corner of the page.
I don't remember exactly what I said but it was along the lines of, "Hello! Thanks for the note. I'm sorry my entry wasn't to your liking, but oh well. It's my journal, you don't have to read it if you don't want to. I use it as I see fit. Thanks again!"
I wrote it in all sincerity, not with the sarcasm I probably would in real life. Comments like that in reality REALLY steam me--and would even more so in this dream situation, seeing as the entry in question wasn't even that whiny. I even thought, "There was a whole lot in that entry that WASN'T whining. If that wasn't good enough for her, then what would be??" It was like she'd just completely written off all of the NON-whiny stuff I'd written. Still, in the dream I wasn't as bothered as I'd really be.
I take note of this dream as I feel the note-leaver was likely a manifestation of my Shadow, seeing as she was female and opposed to me. Other than that, I have no clue as to meaning.
NOTE: A day after writing this, I was trolled on a piece of artwork of mine by somebody saying my art sucks. I first hid his comment and reported him, deciding to refuse to reply as is fitting, but then out of curiosity played along and said yes, that's why I was trying to improve. We then exchanged a few goodnatured comments and he left peacefully. He was shortly afterward banned for trolling a good many other users who didn't take the insult as well. The person in my dream was not a troll (as far as I could tell), but the way I responded in real life was how I responded in the dream.
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Date of dream: Tuesday, November 27, 2007
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This dream was detailed as I had it, but it's terribly faded.
Basically, I was in a group/public situation, in some kind of big fancy room where I guess a dinner or something was taking place--I'm pretty sure of it now, as I was in a line with some other girls my age (we were younger than I really am, I'm not sure by how much), and I think we were going to get food. They were all girls I knew in school, like around elementary and junior high. I don't remember any of them in specific but for one, Trisha C. When I was in elementary school, Trisha liked to make fun of me, but she certainly wasn't one of the worst people I knew. We just mostly ignored each other, and the few times we interacted, she tended to sneer and snicker at me--I've dealt with worse. Unlike some of the other people I knew in school later on, we never did overcome our vague enmity toward each other, and as far as I know, if she even still remembers me, she still considers me a weirdo and a loser. *shrug*
Well, in the dream, we were in this line waiting to get food, and she was with a group of other girls who were all talking. Probably making fun of me. I didn't care. I did care, however, when they started drifting forward oh so casually to take cuts in front of me. I HATE when people take cuts--I used to have to wait in the lunch line at high school for ages because more and more idiots would keep cutting in front of me, only to then complain about the quality of the food! One time in real life, not wanting to take it anymore, I PUSHED my way back into my space and was mocked for it. Well, in the dream I did just this, and started pushing my way back to my own space, shoving one girl out of the way. On the one hand, I feel that only one of them was fully successful in cutting in front of me and she was the one I shoved back, but on the other hand, I know that I failed in taking my space back from a few of them, so I had only that one small victory. I couldn't get back ahead of the others without causing a big scene so let it go. At least I'd shown them that I wasn't going to let them push me around so easily. (BTW, when I say shoved, I don't mean that I put my hands up and shoved the girl out of the way. It was more like elbowing my way back into place, like an "Excuse me"-type thing only without the "Excuse me." I'm not THAT rude.)
The other girls noticed this and of course started mocking me for it. I ignored them. We were at a long table now and upon it was a big basin of water in which I think was...another girl...possibly one of their number. Only she seemed to be the dinner we were waiting for, or something. O_o There was nothing really macabre about this, it just was. However, the girls in line still had their loyalties, so when I decided to poke fun at them by dropping something in the hot water with the dinner-girl, they didn't take it very well and gave me dark looks. It seems that I dropped a mask atop the dinner-girl's face and it started smoking like it was burning into her. I was amused by this, but Trisha and the others seemed irked, so I took the mask back out as a show of goodwill. I didn't really want to antagonize them a lot, I was just poking fun like they'd been doing. I guess they didn't have senses of humor when they were the targets.
It's now kind of like I knew this was a dream situation, even while not attaining lucidity, as I thought, "I should really try to befriend one of these girls, as they're representative of my Shadow--what else would they be?" I balked at approaching one of the nasty ones so thought, "Trisha. We never got along, but she was never REALLY terrible toward me. If I'm going to try this, I should start small, and try to make friends with Trisha. That shouldn't be too hard."
So I sidled up to Trisha and maybe even put my arm around her, starting to talk in a friendly manner. She gave me this very unfriendly look. Knowing the way of the Shadow, I tried talking to her on her own terms, seeing things the way she must have been seeing them. Every bully has their reasons for being a bully, don't they? I talked about all sorts of stuff, maybe like if she'd been made fun of by somebody, or why exactly she found me so fun to make sport of, the difficulties she had in her own life, how we were similar, things like that. I was really, sincerely trying very hard. I honestly thought I could win her over and thus "redeem" part of my Shadow. Unfortunately, Trisha never warmed to me, and never grew any friendlier. I was forced to leave off and contemplate my failure.
There was some other stuff that happened and I don't recall. Then I ended up in a sort of office in which was this fat older man, who maybe was supposed to be Santa Claus. He was funny and jovial, but only up to a point; I guess at a certain time of the day he needed his space and then his real personality emerged, and he was rather cranky and ill humored. I so happened to approach him at such a time, *sigh.* He seemed to be the principal or something. I went to him and outlined the situation with Trisha and asked what I could do to make friends with her successfully. He didn't seem very willing to help; I think I ended up suggesting some things on my own, and he agreed, at least feigning politeness toward me as if to just get me to leave. There were some other details, like a cat being in there with him, and something about a military museum or something, but maybe those were from another dream and they're very vague anyway. I think I ended up leaving him and thinking up ways to put my new plans into action to befriend Trisha. I probably didn't realize it in the dream, but after awakening I figured "Santa" was probably some sort of Wise Old Man figure, even though he wasn't particularly helpful or friendly!
It's kind of odd that I tried so hard to befriend a Shadow figure, even with the full knowledge that that's what they were, and failed so miserably. :/ Strange.
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