Post from the now dead “insomnia in the making“:

So I am back in high school, final year, and I decide to change to a different class than mine, same grade but different class. I can recognise most of the faces since they are real people that I know from school however there is a new kid. The headmaster tells us that the teacher who does the computer science class (I think that’s what it was), will be sick for a few months and there is no one to replace him so we’ll have to study on our own for a while.

The day goes by and I am with the new kid and 4 others that I still know from school and we’re walking to the train station so we can get home. We’re all worrying about how we’ll fail Computer Science because we don’t have a teacher and as we walk into the station I see Whoopi Goldberg. Whoopi and I know each other. She has been in many dreams of mine and we are always friends in them. I go up to her and as soon as she sees me she opens her arms and waits for me to hug her. She is not in a good state, she looks homeless and I think she actually is. She talks like a drunk but she’s not, she’s been through something very serious that has caused her mind to lose the grip with reality. We hug and before I can say anything she turns to my friends, who are standing by the entrance of the station speechless, “You know who this is? This is Colin. My sweet Colin.�. I hug her even tighter because I have really missed her a lot. My friends start walking again; get their tickets and go on to get on a train. That’s the last I see of them.

I begin to worry about Whoopi because she is acting really strange trying to give away some kind of small plastic flowers. I take her aside and try to talk with her so that I can ask her what has happened. She says she has to go back to Massachusetts. We seem to be in New York but I am not entirely sure. I ask her if she knows the way to Massachusetts and she says yes. She says first we have to take a train to somewhere and from there we would either change trains or hitch hike or take a bus. We get on the train but I lose her. I get off at the next stop where I’m supposed to but she’s nowhere to be found. I start walking around trying to figure out the way to Massachusetts. There is snow everywhere but it is not cold, it is actually a little warm. I start acting a little strange myself. I know I am lost and I don’t care. I don’t make an effort to go back I simply keep walking around until I lie down on the snow in the middle of the empty road. In my dream I believe I’m in Alaska and I’m thinking I should call someone just to tell them I’m in Alaska laid down on the snow. The sun on my body feels warm and relaxing.

I wake up, get out of bed and call Whoopi on the phone. My phone has been acting up lately so in the dream the same thing happens; as soon as she answers and recognises me, she can no longer hear me. I hung up and wait a little before I call her again. She answers the phone and I explain that my phone is not working well. I tell her that I just had a dream and she was in it so I thought I’d give her a call to see how she is. We start chatting on the phone and that’s where the dream ends.

Weird huh?

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Written by Colin Brooks on 29.07.06 at 4:10 pm.