English Teacher

The past few nights have been very odd in terms of dreaming. Where I normally have no trouble dreaming, I have been having very short, forgettable dreams that make no sense. Here are a couple of the ones I remember, or at least had the opportunity to write down.

1) I am walking up a flight of large spiral stairs. As I am doing so, the stairwell starts to grow ivory vines all over it. The stairs are crystallized and soon it becomes harder and harder to climb because it feels like the vine is wrapping around my feet. I get to the top of the staircase but am not allowed to move to the solid flooring because the vine has a hold of my foot to the very top step. I struggle to break free, but I can not and I suppose I give up.

2) Once again, I have an ever-popular SIM dream. That is, I dream in always a comic like form where I look like SIM (a popular computer game avatar). I am Sim making dinner, and I have to click myself to move about the kitchen. I remember being clicked to put a turkey in the over, to mash potatoes, and make some kind of soup. I remember the kitchen being a perfect country look. I do not remember much after.

3) This dream was one from last night. I was talking to this young boy about learning languages. He was talking me that he knew many languages, and started talking French to me. I had no clue what he was saying, but when I tried to talk back to him, I somehow knew the language. He knew exactly what I was saying, and would respond to my responses, but I did not know what I was saying. All of sudden the boy started laughing at him, and I looked down to see that my arm was bleeding. I snapped out of the French haze and in English asked him why he cut me, and says, “you told me to!”