A Part of Me

This dream was fairly short, but I remembered it when I woke up. When I remember my dreams, it means there’s a message to be figured out. This dream seemed to be just pointing out a part of who I am as if it just wanted to be remembered. I must figure out the message or the dream will repeat itself until I do.

Dream: I was in a gym near a pool surrounded by friends. None of the faces were familiar in real life, but in the dream, I knew everyone. There was one boy, we’ll call him Richard, who stood out. He was friendly, charming, happy, full of life. People enjoyed his presence. He wasn’t necessarily the “leader” of this group, but he stood out as one of the more outgoing members of the crowd. He was about 5’8″ with sandy blonde to light brown hair and a healthy, peachy-pink skin. His hair was longish with a nice medium curl at the end. His face was slightly on the round side with large cheek bones, blueish eyes, and well cared for teeth in a very kind smile. He was a non-judgey, friends-with-everyone type of guy. He and I seemed to have a close connection. Not girlfriend-boyfriend type of connection, but a long-term friends kind of connection.

We all wandered into the pool area and sat down at the edge of the pool. I was sitting next to another boy, we’ll call him Alex. This boy was about the same height as Richard with dark brown hair, warm brown eyes, and pale olive skin. He too had healthy looking teeth and a sweet smile. His head was more oval shaped with more narrow cheek bones. Alex was more quiet and laid back…almost a shyness about him. He would smile and laugh with everyone, but he was quite happy just sitting there not saying anything. Alex was definitely not the type to get up and joke around or be the first to lead people into some sort of fun frenzy or high energy activity. He’d rather go with the flow or sit and watch. He too seemed to have a long-term, close connection with me. I felt very much at ease sitting next to him. Like this was my comfort zone.

At one point, Alex got up and walked out of the room. I stay for a bit watching Richard talk and laugh with our friends, making jokes and just having a blast. But, I decided to get up and look for Alex. I couldn’t find him, but the whistle blew to let everyone know they can enter the pool. I realized at that moment that I had forgotten my bathing suit. Feeling a little bummed I couldn’t join in the fun, I decided to just watch my friends in the pool. I was OK with this. I enjoy watching my friends have fun. Richard, of course kept trying to make the biggest splash with his cannonballs and general splashing about. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves doing the same or whatever they did to join in the fun. Most of the friends’ faces were not a focus in this dream, so no one was literally recognizable other than knowing these were my friends…except Richard and Alex.

The scene then changed after the pool. Read more

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