Bloganuary: Jan. 24, 2022

For the month of January, I’m participating in Bloganuary, a daily blogging challenge.

Today’s prompt:

Write about a dream you remember.

It’s so rare for me to remember my dreams. And then if I do happen to recall them when I wake up, they don’t stay in my conscious memory for long.

I can remember a terrifying snippet of a dream I’ve had since childhood: I’m being chased by a never-seen man with murderous intentions, and my inevitable inability to run, as if my limbs are too heavy to move. That one sucks.

I consider myself lucky I’ve never had a falling dream. I don’t think I’d like that, given my experience skydiving.

And with slightly blushed cheeks, I’ve had a handful of sexy dreams that still manage to live rent-free in my mind. But, no, dear Reader. I’m not sharing any of those scenes with you.

I went to bed yesterday knowing that this was going to be today’s prompt, which most likely influenced my ability to remember my dream. It wasn’t very interesting, so I apologize in advance if you were hoping for something with more of a plot.

It felt like I was in a high school gym, although I couldn’t tell you who was there with me, if anyone at all. I didn’t feel alone, but I also don’t remember seeing anyone. I left through the double-doors, and then found myself in an empty lounge area. Or maybe it was the waiting area of an Olive Garden. I have no idea. All I do know, is that I was the only one there, and it was quiet. There was a black and red basketball on the reception/host counter, and I don’t know why, but I picked it up. Holding it in my hands, I saw that it had a signature on it. (Clearly it was by someone important!) Then a work colleague, who’s currently on sabbatical, magically appeared at the door, and she was standing there, shaking her head in disapproval. Apparently, she could read my mind that I wanted to dribble the ball, but since it was autographed, that would be inappropriate.

And then I woke up, feeling a tiny bit of shame. But, at least I had a dream I could remember, and would be able to answer today’s prompt.

Follow along and make memories.


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