Mei Grows Tall

Last night I dreamed that my jaws were clenched tight – tighter than I’ve ever felt. I was scared because I couldn’t open my mouth, and then I heard my teeth break. I also had a typical DI dream where I don’t feel prepared. I remember that Ian, Cassie, and Tommy were on my team, but tommy had shaved his head bald and Ian was being gay and kissed another male teammate as a joke, but the appraisers saw! Weird. This dream was different , because we were outside a door saying lines and even though I didn’t know what was happening, I thought it was our real performance and the judges couldn’t hear us. Then we have to move inside and I realize we were just waiting, and now we have to do it again, except I REALLY don’t know what’s going on this time. DI is lovely, especially in my dreams.

A few nights ago, there was one were my cousin got a hair cut that looked exactly like her aunt’s rather large, short blonde bob. I thought she accidentally squirted hair gel on my head, so I tried to squeeze and peel it out. Then blood starts running down my face, and I realize that the goopy stuff isn’t hair gel, it’s my own scalp that I’m peeling off. What the heck?!

I don’t understand why my dreams have been more violent lately. Normally, I dreamed strange, off the wall things, but nothing where I’ve been afraid. Not since I was a little kid. I’ve also dreamed some highly personal situations, which have no place on the Internet. It’s hard to forget something and pretend you don’t care anymore, when your dreams are reeling it out for you to watch. Dreams don’t lie.