Dream Journal #1

Well, here's the first post of my most peculiar dreams. I was going to begin with an old dream, but I had a dream recently enough to star it now. It took longer than I thought to write this down this morning—I had to rush through breakfast—so we'll have to see if I can keep this up for other dreams.

Also, as much as I love formatting these things in a nice profile, it really doesn't work with dreams, so I will march onward with much disorganisation.

26 Feb—27 Feb

It was some sort of prom, if not at my high school, then at least with many of my high school friends. The lighting was dim, but there was enough light to chat with people. Melody* just knew I was going to get prom queen, but I insisted that she (wearing a silky, royal blue dress a bit like the purple version I actually wore to a prom) was a lot prettier than me.

For the announcement, we were all gathered in this wide, smooth-beige-floored (either marble, granite, or some dreamy mishmash of them both) room bathed in sunlight. Between columns of the same material at the edges of the room were large windows, and where the wall met the floor was a uniform raised step wide enough for most of us to sit on. As they announced some of the other awards (I don't recall what exactly, though I don't think any were really prom-based, nor was there a prom king), I was gritting my teeth so hard my lower left canine loosened. Someone else got prom queen, and I left, self-consciously prodding at the tooth with my tongue.

The next thing I knew, that tooth and two more (one of which was tooth-coloured but shaped more like a small wood chip) fell out. Clutching them in my hand protectively, I hurried through the maze of offices in which I had somehow found myself. The carpet was a forest green, with a lot of hallway stretching between large offices with glass walls, at least each wall that contacted the hallway. Dr. Patton** and some other professor were chatting in the hallway, and I felt terrible about not saying anything to them, but I was panicking about the lost teeth and managed to hurry past them (neither paid any attention to me).

I ended up going through more hallways as I entered the healthcare section of the school. First there were a bunch of (normal-sized) offices for veterinarians, including one with Mrs. Webster***, but then I reached the back door to a medical waiting room with a few people waiting in chairs. I told the receptionist (she was umbre, which was a bit odd since none of my medical waiting room receptionists have been such) about my tooth problem, and she said she'd call me (not on the phone) when a doctor was ready.

I went off elsewhere, still freaking out, and my mother texted me to see if I wanted to go out to a certain restaurant (I don't think it was a real one) to eat with her. I looked up where the place was on Apple Maps and agreed. Thinking my lost teeth could really mess this up, I went back to the receptionist and asked if I had been called yet. I hadn't, and since no one else was in line to talk to her, I asked how expensive this treatment would be and how long it would take. She said they would get prints from my mouth and make new teeth (which I thought strange since I still had the old ones), and that it wouldn't take more than three hours. This was a relief since dinnertime was farther off than three hours. I was, however, upset about losing all of that time to study.

*Melody was the quiet girl of the school. She was pretty and I believe received an award for her dedication to physical fitness, but she would not talk. She did smile. I didn't know her well, nor did I have many non-gym classes with her.

**Dr. Patton is not from the same school. I found nothing wrong with this, of course.

***Mrs. Webster was from the high school, with an office similar to the others in that particular hallway. She wasn't actually a teacher, but she did have a dog in her office (Nick), whom I often visited. Probably why she was in the veterinarian section (I hope Nick was okay!).

It should probably be noted that I put in my lower retainer for the first time in a while that night. Didn't wake up with loose teeth, though.