I just had a weird dream.
It’s one of those dreams where you wake up, and you feel like you just had a mystical, other worldly experience.
I had a dream I was in Oklahoma. My mother and Grandmother had just separated from my father and sister and I after watching an amazing colorful puppet show.
When we separated, I suddenly noticed there was a huge, unreported tornado in the sky. We tried and tried to call my Mom, but I couldn’t dial her number. I was using my old, pre-iPhone, phone. My Dad and sister and I were driving on a highway that looked like a familiar highway in the middle of nowhere back home.
Before I knew it, my Dad somehow magically made my sister and I jump into this huge abyss over the clouds. We landed on these pointy rocks in the sky above the clouds. I asked Dad why he made us jump, and he said “There wasn’t supposed to be anything here.” He was trying to help us kill ourselves, because the tornado was coming.
Suddenly, I was in a giant attic in the sky. The tornado part was over, and I was in this weird place, with all these crazy old books and stuff. There were a lot of bad books, and I had a feeling the owner of the giant attic was creepy. I walked around for awhile, until suddenly I became my best friend, Tamara. I was hiding from people that were trying to hunt me. I pretended to be a giant doll from the 1960s, a doll that looked something that looked like Twiggy.
I tilted my head and made a weird face so that I wouldn’t be recognized, but suddenly my mother came, and knew who I (Tamara) was.
The next thing I knew, I had ventured into a higher level of the attic in the sky. There was an evil/dark spirit woman living there. It was like she knew everything that was happening when people entered her attic.
Next thing I knew, I was in the attic with a bunch of people from high school. They were making out in different rooms, and trying to sneakily do things that I thought were wrong.
Before I knew it, I was in a bigger room of the attic. The witch lady was a level higher in the attic.
Instead of finding the witch lady, I stayed, and suddenly danced to “Flawless” by Beyonce. I also free-style rapped. ..This was all going on while knowing the the witch lady was watching somehow.
My friend Jodi joined me in the singing and dancing, and then it looked like I was looking over a room full of people dancing like a group in an MTV music video.
During that part, I had a really dark feeling, yet I also had a joy when dancing with Jodi, because we took the song lightly, and I hadn’t seen her in so long. After that, my mother, again, was looking at us and watching, I think. She was good and smiling, and very separate from the witch woman.
I was able to have fun with people that cared about me for a long time, even though I was in a very dark place.