Searching Buddha

I'm in the short story workshop class I took two semesters ago. We're sitting with our desks in a circle, but the teacher (who is my teacher) is late. I'm sitting in the very desk that I did sit in all semester.

I'm supposed to turn in a story tonight for peer review, but I don't have it. This is the biggest failure that I can imagine, because nothing is as important to me as my writing classes. I'm thinking through excuses in my head. At one point, I actually start writing furiously. However, the dream represents this to me by my putting a pen to paper and moving it, but then I'm suddenly swimming among stingrays (my favorite sea creatures). I know that the story is about the ocean. The teacher walks in and I leave the stingrays to go back to class and, at the same time, I know that I've put down my pen. She looks different than she normally does, but I still know it's her. I do comment on the difference in my dream, though.

I think to myself, "I'll e-mail it out to the class tomorrow night - I just need one more day!" But the teacher doesn't ask immediately. Instead, she starts handing out bits of yarn from a multicolored skein of yarn that I own. When she gets to me (I'm second), I say, "Hey, I have that *same* yarn!" She turns tail and walks immediately out of the classroom, then my alarm goes off.

Hartmann's analysis:
Hartmann says that our dreams represent our emotional state. This is absolutely an anxiety dream. I'm applying to graduate school for a writing program and have asked this teacher to write a letter of recommendation for me, but I haven't heard back yet. I think that explains all the missed communications.

I've also been really frustrated at not having much time to write fiction these days. I have a dedicated night per week for writing, but have missed it for a couple of weeks running because of my obligations to friends and family.

The yarn makes sense, because I knit. It happens to be a skein that I've never used for a knitting project, which goes again into the theme of unfinished projects, missed communications, etc. Freud would be pleased. ;)