8:25 a.m.
I dreamed I was back in school again. The class was Social Studies, though I seemed to be a “special” student – allowed to set my own schedule, orbiting the edges of everyone else’s routine.
The classroom sat behind an old house, accessible through a back door. I remember standing outside, feeling half-excluded, half-grateful for the distance. If I stayed out of sight, maybe no one would think I was proud of the privilege.
I suited up in my red, white, and black cycling gear, slipping on gloves with the kind of care that made time slow. Each finger stretch reminded me of real rides – hills, tunnels, long nights of effort. The sky was low and damp, but I was ready.
On impulse, I started to run the concrete track on foot. I looked ridiculous, a cyclist sprinting in cleats, but I did it anyway. Usually in dreams like this, some invisible wall would hold me back, the harder I pushed the less I moved.
This time, nothing stopped me – except the memory that something should. My mind braced for resistance that never came. Once I realised it, I kept running, laughing inside, free.
Back at the classroom, I met the substitute teacher – a man in a green jacket and brown slacks, carrying books. He asked about my bike, smiled, and said, “Hard work?” then answered himself, “It must be.”
I took another lap, this time on the bike. The sky cleared; clouds thinned into blue. The world opened up.
When I woke, I was still pedalling through that open air – fast, focused, no resistance.
I think your dream means you are ready to move into a new phase in your life. And the colour red is a warning to watch your temper and white confirms your fresh outlook on life and the black does not necessary mean an omen. The dream expert says if you felt happy in your dream that features the color black, the blackness could imply your hidden spirituality and divine qualities. The glove means you must be very careful not to hurt someone’s feelings in a situation or discussion. And a blue sky indicates peace and freedom of expression. Your bicycle represents your progress. And the teacher represents, according to the book, that you’re heading into a new path in your life and ready to learn by example or from a past experience. Consider your own personal experiences with that particular teacher. Alternatively, it may relate to issues with authority and seeking approval.
What do you think is it a lot of rubbish?
Yesterday night I dreamed some blasted male student kept sneezing into my clothes, getting snot and mucous all over me. After a couple nasty chunks, I screamed, “Stop wiping your shit all over me!!!”
Spongey: reminds me of the time I was taking the KCR in Hong Kong and this mainlander suddenly sneezed on my arm and turned back without a word of apology. If he wasn’t what seemed triple my weight and hunger in his eyes, I would have demanded he jump out the window to make things right.
Ariel: that is probably on the dot, but I think time will tell me what it is that is progressing. Can’t pinpoint what it is.