This entry and all others from 1996-97 are part of my dream project which extended from August 1996-97. I kept track of my dreams for an entire year by recording them to audiocassette and illustrating what parts I could in composition books. I ended up with over 70 ninety-minute cassettes and four composition books detailing my dreams.
The written transcription is from a much later date than 1996-97 but is almost word-for-word, with some slight corrections and omissions. This typed transcription is not 100% faithful to the original verbal account, as it allows for slight modifications, additions, omissions, and corrections. There are new separations between paragraphs and dreams are separated into different entries at approximately the right places. In addition, segments of dreams MAY be transposed/moved/added to other sections as I see fit. Aside from these modifications, these dreams are detailed exactly as I had them over six years ago.
In this dream I was at college, only I was also in the Glen's supermarket, sitting near the front facing the doors. I was at some kind of table, like when the store used to be the B&C (what the place was called before it switched hands and became Glen's). Somebody who was either Russell E. or Josh H.--students I knew in school--came in and was talking to me, and in the dream he was a friend of mine. (In real life, Russell and I were kinda friends for a while, but Josh and I did NOT get along.) He talked about something and I knew he was some kind of expert on the weather. We (whoever we were) were telling him about some kind of party or concert that was going to be held on the college campus. I said, "Are you going to go?"
He said, "I don't know."
I was looking at some kind of comic strip that had Linus in it, from "Peanuts," and now this guy was also like Linus too, and it was like I was talking to either Russell or Linus; I said, "Well, I'd like to go, but they're probably only going to play stuff like Nirvana and Nine Inch Nails!" And I made loud guitar noises to illustrate.
He said, "No," for some reason, like they were probably going to play something else, but he wasn't interested in going. I think he knew that it was going to rain on the concert or something. I had a bunch of fruit with me, like plums and apples, and I think I gave some to him. We went back to the college (if we hadn't been there already, I guess), and I think I was walking down the steps, when I stopped and looked into the windows. There were big glass windows that seemed to be tinted smoky gray. I peered inside and I think I saw him in there, just walking around looking for stuff, and I wondered if he was going to go to the concert or not. But I didn't really know, and I didn't know if I was going to go either.
