Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2014 10:01 a.m.

strange dream

I had an interesting dream this morning, so I'm going to document it somewhere.

I was in a large yard somewhere, probably the size of half a football field or something. The grass was perfectly manicured, and there were manicured hedges or bushes all around the edges too. The were other people out on the yard, probably a dozen or so, all spread out in different places, some closer to me, some farther away, just enjoying the sunshine. I don't think I was there with my family, though they may have been inside or someplace nearby, as I didn't feel separated from them or that I did not have them. I was fairly close to the building, over by the left corner of the yard, and in the shade of the building.

Then something weird happened. It was as though I was struck by something. Everything went white. I could not move and I could not hear. It even felt like my mind was cutting out. I was afraid at the suddenness of whatever this was, and my inability to escape and return to reality. Even though I felt like my mind was starting to close out on me, I could at least still hang on to it. It's kind of like when you are falling asleep, how your mind slowly drifts off, yet if you try hard, you can keep your mind engaged. I felt this struggle, but was able to keep my mind focused. All I could see and feel was white. But in the white some shapes briefly appeared. They were square-shaped, maybe 4 or 6 of them, with some icons inside a black border. To me they looked a bit like app buttons for a phone or ipad. But not apps I recognized. I was still paralyzed as this was all happening, and still unable to see, hear, or feel the outside world.

Suddenly though, whatever had its' grip on my consciousness loosened. I was back in my surroundings. I could see the sky and the yard just as I'd been. I could hear people and I could feel my body, but I still couldn't move it. Some people were above me, holding me, asking if I was ok, talking around me to others. I could tell something had happened outwardly too and that people were concerned. I tried to talk, but my thoughts were muddled. I could not seem to think right. I still sensed what was going on around me, I was still there, but words were hard to find. I felt handicapped, trapped into a non-working body and a barely-working mind.

As people were gathered around me, I picked up on the fact that this must not have happened to me alone, that there were others who this had happened to too, right at the same moment as I. There was confusion everywhere, and whatever it was that had happened to some of us seemed supernatural, outer-worldly.

K was then there, and trying to talk to me amid the chaos. I was trying to work my mind around enough to find a way to let him know that I was still there, that though I was having trouble thinking, that I was still in my body, and to not give up on me. My mind is still working, I wanted to tell him, I am still here. Give me some time, I will be ok. I am already getting better and thinking slowly more clearly, do not give up on me.

I don't know if I actually uttered any of those actual words - my mind was still spinning and I still felt like I was trapped inside a helpless body - but somehow I felt that K understood.

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