The Shyness Project

Lunch with Maria and the Topic of Dreams

Today I had lunch with a friend, Maria, who I needed to catch up with.  We’ve hung out once at Berkeley this year, but other than that we haven’t spent nearly as much time together as we used to.

So we made plans through Facebook, and we decided to go off campus to Jamba Juice, even though I hardly ever go off campus because I don’t want to risk being late back to school.  But she suggested we have lunch since her weekends are busy, so I said that sounded good and it was set.

Oddly enough, I had a dream this morning that I had forgotten that I was supposed to meet her for lunch.  It was such an interesting and relevant dream to me that I wrote it down as soon as I woke up.

In the dream, it started off that I was looking for my hotel room so that I could take a shower.  Apparently the whole school was staying at this hotel, which was a weird hotel because it was located in some ordinary department store.  I wandered all around the store, opening different doors, but I couldn’t find my room.  I saw some really fancy rooms with huge green lounge chairs and other elegant furniture.  I even walked into a big dark room where there was a taiko drumming performance as well as some fire performance.

While wandering around, I ran into one of my teachers and he walked around with me trying to find my room.  Then my teacher suddenly changed into my tennis coach and instead I was walking around with him.

As we were walking through the store, I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to meet Maria for Jamba Juice and I felt really bad.  I didn’t know how I could have forgotten since I’d been thinking about it in the morning.

Then wouldn’t you know it, I ran into Maria at the store and she was with another friend Alyssa.  Maria’s eyes were all watery and she was mad at me for not showing.  I said I was really sorry and I didn’t know how I had forgotten, but that I’d make up for it.  After much apologizing on my part she said it was alright and then me, Maria, and Alyssa walked outside down a path, and my coach just disappeared.

Once outside, we ran into another one of my friends Sue.  It was a beautiful sunny day and there was a huge grass field up ahead.  We all started running as fast as we could on the grass, playfully and happily, and then Sue got tired and stopped so we all stopped and sat on the grass.  We then played some game where we knocked some big inflatable beach ball around, but it didn’t really have a definite shape and was changing form a lot.  It seemed like a really good day though.

Then I woke up at 6:30am.  It’s funny how so much of what was on my mind was in that dream.  Last night in psychology our lecture was on dreams and sleeping after we took our exam.  After I got home I meant to take a shower, but had forgotten, so I felt like I needed to take one.  And yesterday I had talked with my friend Sue and another friend Charmagne that I don’t know as well about going to a festival with a parade. They were saying that there are these taiko drummers in the parade and I was looking at pictures of them.  I also wanted to make sure that I didn’t forget about my lunch plans made over the weekend with Maria, and I recently reconnected with Alyssa, so that’s where they came in.  It was really interesting to me.  I even felt bad when I woke up this morning, like I had actually forgotten.  But then I remembered that I was meeting her today, so I showered, and then wrote “Jamba Juice” on the back of my hand so I would be sure to remember.  I decided it would be a funny thing to share with Maria.

So we met up at lunch, got in her car, and went to Jamba Juice.  I was going to pay for my own when she caught me and insisted on paying as a treat for my belated birthday.  We each got a smoothie and split a chicken wrap, which was pretty good.  She drove back to school and we ate lunch in her car, since she doesn’t like having to worry about being late either she said.

We talked about spring break plans, my psych exam yesterday, and some other things.  I told her about how my class yesterday was about sleeping and dreaming, and then told her about the dream I’d just had and how it related to everything I was thinking about.

She thought my dream was funny and that it was really cool that I could remember that much.  She told me about some of the dreams she’d had, and I told her some of my other ones I’d had before.  I talked about what we had learned in psychology the previous night too, and we actually ended up talking about dreams most of the lunch period.  It was an interesting conversation; I always like hearing about other people’s dreams.

Then the bell rang signaling the end of lunch, so I hugged her, thanked her for lunch, and headed off to my class.  It was good spending lunch with her today, and I’m really glad that I didn’t actually forget to meet her!  Haha.   🙂

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6 thoughts on “Lunch with Maria and the Topic of Dreams

  1. It’s amazing how much of our lives come out in dreams. Your friend is right, not many people can remember their dreams in such detail as you described yours. Fascinating.
    How is the project going?

    • Yeah sometimes I really can’t remember my dreams, and other times I remember lots of detail and most of what happened like in this one. I still have a clear picture in my head of the sunny day, open green grass, and the various buildings around.

      The project is going well, thanks for asking! January was the month where I made conversation with 30+ strangers, and I did that and it was actually really enjoyable once I got over the initial awkwardness of starting the conversation. February’s been about reconnecting with friends, and I’ve got in touch with most of my friends again. I’m happy that I made the effort to talk with them and arrange time to hang out. And as this month is coming to close, I’m thinking about March, and it’s probably going to be about participating in class. (raising my hand mostly) I’ve been trying to give myself a head start and start raising my hand in class, but it’s been a lot harder than I thought. But hopefully it’ll go ok. Thanks for commenting gmom! 🙂

  2. Happy Belated Birthday! 🙂

    I don’t always remember my dreams the next day too, unless it’s a recurring dream… The last dream like that that I remember dealt with a big tsunami wave. I kept running from it, packing and trying to get to higher ground. I’d always wake up very anxious and upset Until I just turned around and faced it. I woke up calm (surprisingly!) and haven’t had the dream since. Dream dictionaries online say my tidal dream is caused because I feel like I’ve lost control in my waking life… Maybe I’m facing the reality now…

    Glad you had a great lunch out with a friend. You don’t sound too shy to me… I’d say the project is successful this far… 🙂

    • Thank you! 🙂

      Wow, that sounds like an intense dream! That’s interesting how you woke up very anxious and upset until you finally turned around and faced the wave. I’ve never really had any recurring dreams, but we actually ended up talking about recurring dreams in Lit class today and some people had some really odd reoccurring dreams. I’m not really sure what dreams mean, there are so many different theories and it seems like dreams can be very different.

      Yeah I’m comfortable talking with friends, it’s just sometimes I lose contact with people and that’s when I get shy about reconnecting after so much time has gone by. Thanks! 🙂

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