Sueños

​I’m inside a building, in a room, talking with some of my artist friends. On one of the walls, there’s a framed picture of a forest. Suddenly, a woman runs out of the forest, screaming something I can’t quite remember. A man follows her, also running and shouting the same thing.

Their faces freeze inside the frame, and the image turns into a new art piece. I start talking about it with one of the artists. 

I walked away, I need to talk to someone about something. I opened a door and I found myself on stage in front a huge audience. 

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Second dream: 

I’m also inside a building, noticing the lights and shadows and taking photos. 

A woman is sitting nearby and playing voicemails from a man. He’s responding to his girlfriend’s ridiculous requests, but in a sweet, very patient way. He would say things like: “No honey I can’t get you a sprite soda with (some unusual ingredient)”

The woman listening to the messages makes a comment and declares the girlfriend innocent, stating that “she’s just an oddball”

Suddenly, I’m standing right in front of her. I see someone pushing a nightstand in my direction, but for some reason, I don’t move. The nightstand crashes into something just before it hits me.

Inside the dream, I find myself wondering why I didn’t move.