belly-crawling; guiding two groups

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in some field of tall, dry grass, crawling on my belly. The soil was a reddish brown, kind of gravelly, and the grass was tannish, with reddish-pink tinges to it.

I was crawling really fast up some ridge. There may have been some other people with me. There may also have been something flying over us, maybe something like bullets whizzing through the air.

Dream #2

I was in some place like a park. It was daytime. There was a huge crowd of people. It was like everybody was here for a festival. We were all walking down a wide, asphalt path, as if to get to some specific event.

I was walking by myself. But I was trying to catch up with a group of kids. My oldest nephew was among this group of kids. None of the other kids seemed familiar to me. But I think they were all supposed to be related to me.

I caught up with the kids and started leading them in a certain direction. But now I remembered I had left behind another group of people I was also supposed to be leading.

I asked the kids, mostly my nephew, if they would be able either to stay in this place until I got back or keep on going forward until I caught up with them (I can't remember which I'd asked). The kids, or my nephew, said they could do that.

I turned and ran back. I seemed to be going in the opposite direction of everybody else in the crowd. Everybody was moving forward at a leisurely, easy-going pace. But it was hard for me to get through, and see through, all the people coming from the opposite direction.

I finally found the second group of people I'd been leading. This group was all adults. At least one of them looked like a guy I'd recruited for a project IWL. They all seemed to be standing at a row of fair-like food booths off to my left. I veered over to those booths to meet with the group.

college dropout, college registration

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some kind of room, possibly an area like a convention hall. It was probably dim or dark where I stood, like a specific booth in this hall had been set off from everything else and all the lights turned off in it, but with some light coming in from other places in the hall.

A young woman stood to my left. She may have stood at the edge of the dark booth, so that a bit more of the rest of the light of the convention hall was hitting her. The woman stood resting her arms atop some waist-high pedestal. There may have been a line of pedestals, with a pedestal near me as well.

The woman began complaining about her boyfriend. Her boyfriend had been going to college. He had probably gone back to school after having done a little bit of a career. But now he either had dropped out or was on his way to dropping out. He had been losing focus in school and was most likely through with it all.

The woman was disappointed. She said the man didn't even think anything was wrong with him. But the woman could see it. The woman could see how her boyfriend was mentally trailing off, slacking off in everything. But the man thought he was fine. In fact, he thought he was getting more and more in shape mentally all the time.

As the woman told me this, I looked off to my right. A big video screen (or projection screen with a video projected onto it) was playing some sort of black and white art video. At first the video showed a string of Chinese characters, all moving downwards along the screen kind of quickly. These images were interspersed with other objects, giving the feeling of something like strings of stars being pulled downward through the sky.

As I saw all this I thought that perhaps the man had been studying Chinese, at least as a part of his courses. But he was slowly losing focus, and was taking less and less care with his studies. The woman, I assumed, was really disappointed about this. The man, I supposed, was of Chinese descent. So the woman found it important that the man knew Chinese. But now the man was totally neglecting his Chinese studies.

I continued to watch the screen. The strings of characters and symbols were now all trailing downward, drifting into a few strings of dots of light. Eventually there was just one string of dots trailing downward. I knew, regarding the man, that this was probably a bad sign.

Dream #2

I was in a big room, like a cafeteria or a communal room in a university. The place was packed with students. A lot of the students seemed old. Some of them were kind of fat, not dressed very well, kind of messy. The whole place seemed very chaotic. I stood near a line of folding tables. There were workers behind the tables, probably helping the people in front of the table get registered for certain classes, or possibly advertising certain classes to the people in front of the tables.

I may now have been in or near a school bus. I may have been hearing a conversation in my head between a young woman and myself. The young woman seemed to be pushing me to go back to college. But I really didn't want to do that.

The bus was out in a dirt lot. Propped up on the ground near the bus was an LED sign with red lettering streaming from right to left. The LED part of the sign was just a small strip. The rest of the sign may have been white with blue lettering and a blue border. The LED strip kept saying something about $100,000. I knew that if I went back to college, I'd end up owing that much money.