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Dreaming of Elementary School
Jul. 11th, 2016 10:24 pmI was acting branch director today. It was a busy one, but it flew by for the most part. I came home with the plan of going for a run. After I changed out of my work clothes, I laid down on my bed for a brief second. The next thing I knew, three hours had passed. Naps are becoming common for me, but they trash the night for me, especially when I have things to do.
The dreams were pretty cool though. For some reason I was dreaming of my old elementary school, East Ward. Because my grandmother was the head cook there, she took me and my siblings to school bright and early every day. I was there at 6 AM, long before anyone else was at school, so we were left to our own devices until around 7 AM.
Normally, we stayed in the lunchroom/auditorium. On one end of the room were the lunch tables and benches, which could be folded up into the wall, leaving the area huge for indoor recess when it rained.
On the other end of the room was the school stage. The stage was open, but had stage doors to the side, as well as steps up from the lunchroom floor. There was a piano that always needed tuning, tables and folding chairs, and rolled up mats for tumbling for rainy-day recess. The best part of the stage was the slight upper area to the left next to a very large window that let you look out over the playground and the nearby creek. I spent many hours sitting on that window sill, staring out, and daydreaming.
I don't remember the specifics of the dream, but I remember the setting well. It made me sad that I never got to take photos of the school, as a lot of details are getting lost to me as I get older. The school was remodeled in the last couple of years, turning it into affordable apartments, so the stage is now history, as is the big daydream window.
I really need to force myself to stay awake and work out.
The dreams were pretty cool though. For some reason I was dreaming of my old elementary school, East Ward. Because my grandmother was the head cook there, she took me and my siblings to school bright and early every day. I was there at 6 AM, long before anyone else was at school, so we were left to our own devices until around 7 AM.
Normally, we stayed in the lunchroom/auditorium. On one end of the room were the lunch tables and benches, which could be folded up into the wall, leaving the area huge for indoor recess when it rained.
On the other end of the room was the school stage. The stage was open, but had stage doors to the side, as well as steps up from the lunchroom floor. There was a piano that always needed tuning, tables and folding chairs, and rolled up mats for tumbling for rainy-day recess. The best part of the stage was the slight upper area to the left next to a very large window that let you look out over the playground and the nearby creek. I spent many hours sitting on that window sill, staring out, and daydreaming.
I don't remember the specifics of the dream, but I remember the setting well. It made me sad that I never got to take photos of the school, as a lot of details are getting lost to me as I get older. The school was remodeled in the last couple of years, turning it into affordable apartments, so the stage is now history, as is the big daydream window.
I really need to force myself to stay awake and work out.
