I sometimes wonder what my mind and my body are doing. I know everyone has some weird dreams, but sometimes mine just confuse me. Never remembering details of dreams, I was surprised to wake up this morning and still have lingering details of one dream still shaking around in my head. I sat down and wrote it out before I forgot it.
I was walking outside in my hometown when all of a sudden it started to snow. It started out like it does when we do get snow; little flakes that disappear almost before you can see them. With cupped hands, I started to collect some of the flakes. Then I noticed it was collecting around my feet. Pretty soon there was an inch or more on the ground. Full of excitement, I began trying to make snowballs. They were too dry to really stick and fell apart in my hands. I thanked God for the fluffy flakes of white snow all around me. I was smiling, laughing, and playing. The snowballs began to stick. I began to make some sort of large soccer goal to throw my snowballs at. Someone showed up and helped me make the goal. He stood in the goal like a soccer goalie while I threw snowballs toward him. What fun!
Then, out of nowhere, I plunged through ice into water and was sucked down and down and down. I couldn’t swim. I was powerless. I could hear my screams echoing in my head as I groggily forced myself awake.
What the heck? Where did my winter wonderland go? I was having so much fun and then THAT? Where did my brain come up with that? Any dream analysts out there?