So I recently came down with a cold that I more-than-likely got from me mother. I really felt it on Wednesday, so I took off school & work yesterday and today, and spent the time lounging and reading Wiccan books I borrowed from the library. I'm actually feeling much better today, so much better that I got up and danced for 15 (I think?) minutes as part of an energy raising exercise from one of my books...that might have affected it too, I'm not sure. :D
So last night I had yet another one of those weird ass slightly unintelligible dreams last night. Here's the scene...
I'm leaving work, through the south lobby as usual, it's dark (and snowing I think) outside, as it always is. I cross the street, and my friends are there waiting for me. We walk and laugh, until I notice they aren't there anymore.
Instead, I see this kid walk hurriedly by me, shouting "YESSSS!" Shortly after, this group of thug kids follow him, and I see it in their eyes that they want to jump him/mug him/take his money. But I continue to walk, and now I noticed that this guy I know (by name, we don't really talk) is walking next to me, and I just say hi and we keep walking, until he turns around and says "Watch out", and pushes me away as the guy from before (the one shouting) almost plows into me, running. He trips and falls into a pile of glass (....ouch?), and the scary thug kids beat him up. Then, I wake up unceremoniously as always.
I feel like analyzing this one, I haven't analyzed a dream in a while. It might have some unusual hidden meaning that makes no sense until I have an epiphany and realize it suddenly, as they all do.