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I think about medical school

Date of dream: Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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I'm with my older brother, D___, at medical school. He's registering for the semester. I lose him, and go looking for him. While I'm wandering around, I start thinking, why don't I register, too? The idea of becoming a doctor suddenly seems rather exciting to me [but not to me now that I'm awake!].

(shift) The school building turns into our old house in N___, Michigan. Everyone's asleep and I need to go get my stuff out from the car, but there's confusion about this. I turn on a light in the kitchen, but realize it has turned on a light downstairs instead. I go down there and see that D___ is sleeping in my old basement bedroom, along with a new medical school classmate and his brother.

I wake up.
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    medical school
    Michigan
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    ambition

    three temples by the seashore (illus.)

    Date of dream: Tuesday, January 23, 2007

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    I'm driving with a gay friend (dream friend) to the ocean. We're in sort of an all-terrain vehicle. I spot giant stone temples in the water -- they are black, white and beige and they seem to be very ancient.
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    I remember being here before with my family -- this is a town in Maine that used to be inhabited by several ancient cultures (obviously, this is dream memory only!). We're headed right towards a cliff that drops into the water, so I tell him to pull the steering wheel downwards.

    It acts like a joystick on a plane, and we float up into the air. I still am kind of lost in remembering all the dream memories of being here the last time; this town is full of ancient art, I tell him.

    We land on a hill covered with huge berries. There are a lot of people there eating them, so we join them.

    I wake up, eat a yogurt and go back to sleep.

    In an outdoor city setting, I go over to a woman sitting in a lounge chair. She has a helmet on. I seem to understand she's a dream character ... nevertheless, I'm not quite lucid. She doesn't even acknowledge my presence when I try to start up a conversation with her.

    Then, a short distance away, I go to help break down a wall that's causing a torrent of water to back up and create a flood. But the dream is falling apart -- as we break the wall down, it reappears as if we are doing nothing at all. However, instead of studying this dream phenomenon of low cohesion (which is what I'd like to do in dreams like this), I try to pretend that it's going to start acting like a real wall should any second now.

    (shift) I'm in medical school. It's our first day of classes, and I'm riding in a car with my fellow students. I've just discovered that another one of my classmates is gay. So I'm talking to him, and we're striking up a friendship. But suddenly a third gay man joins us, and it turns out he's very flamboyant and vexatiously loud.

    However, the other student seems to like this, and when we get to our destination, he kisses the loud gay man goodbye. He just says goodbye to me, without a kiss. I'm a little disappointed -- but there's no way I can act like that to please someone I'd like to make friends with!

    As I'm walking away, a pretty Asian woman in a purple cocktail dress goes by. She has long, flowing black hair. I suddenly realize that she's a dream character and I stare at her in surprise!

    She avoids eye contact with me, as if she thinks I'm a straight man that's after her. I follow her, though, and she joins a couple of her friends who are also pretty women dressed similarly. "Could I talk to the woman who just joined you?" I ask the other two, who are kind of sheltering the first one.

    They step to either side, revealing that the one who just joined them has morphed her appearance and now looks rather plain, and is even in a different dress. "Actually, all I wanted to ask you about -- and all three of you can reply -- what do you think of lucid dreams?"

    Their eyes widen, and they all begin talking at once! They are so excited that I know it's a dream, and they want to share their observations on lucid dreams with me. But they are all taking so fast and over each other so much that I can't hear any of them, and I wake up.

    Additional Comments:

    There was something in the ancient temples part of the dream that struck a chord deep inside of me. I wonder if it's something to do with past lives.

    The part where expectations were put on me to behave differently from my real self in order to make friends was kind of revealing to me; I cannot be loud and outrageous, and to do that just to make friends would be wrong.

    I'm so glad I actually got a dream character to respond to something I said. Usually they seem quite put off at the idea of any interaction with me! I just wish they hadn't been interrupting each other so much, because I couldn't hear what any of them were saying.
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    cocktail dress
    temple
    medical school
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    excitement
    puzzled

    not cut out for medical school

    Date of dream: Sunday, September 03, 2006

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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    I have to cross a very shallow river, but the water is sluicing over very smooth, sloped rocks. I'm afraid I'll lose my footing and be swept away.

    I wake up, eat a yogurt and go back to sleep.

    I'm in medical school. It's in an odd apartment complex that is in a basic stucco California design. A co-worker from real life, I___, is also a student there and is a semester ahead of me. But she's frustrated because of a project in which we're supposed to mold cement that's just been poured into a bushel basket [mold it into what, I cannot recall]. She wants to give her bushel basket to someone else to finish, but no one volunteers. I would, but I've already started my own. She stands in front of an upright piano that has a white upper part and a mahogany lower part. Then she tells us, with many tears, how she just doesn't think she's cut out for medical school. I have a hard time finding sympathy for her, because she's a co-worker who's caused me many problems over the 20 years that I've worked with her in real life.

    I wake up.
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    river
    medical school
    bushel basket
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    unsympathetic
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