march 27 2023

This dream was soooo long, I think it's because I'm in my family home again. I don't remember the beginning as usual, but I do remember that I had a unique ability to travel into the future for as long as I want, but when I travel back to the present the amount of time I spent in the future has also passed. So it's like a really stressful form of time travel. The first thing I do remember after that is being with a large gathering of people across the street at night. Instead of houses, there's now a chain-link fence gruarding a big forest of trees, and also the street is flat and no longer sloped. The people gathered I think are vaguely music-facebook people, and the gathering is specifically to swap and listen to music. At some point something goes wrong in some kind of way, and there's an issue that's going to prevent us from doing what we're doing. A subgroup of the gathering starts making a plan to carry the group forward somehow using a trove of music stored digitally (like a shared mega drive, for example) that I myself specifically compiled and provided. They're planning to institute some sort of restricted or paid access scheme based out of one of the houses on the street, and I warn them that if they do that, I'll distribute the password freely. Suddenly, I travel forward in time. I'm walking around a sunny urban environment and thinking about going to visit various people, none of whom seem to correspond to anyone in my real life. I feel really at ease in the future and like I'm finally released of something big, but at the same time I know time is passing in the present and I'm afraid of staying too long and being left behind in my own time. At this point I'm also specifically aware that I'm supposed to go on a trip with my father the next morning, and I'll miss it if I stay in the future. I reach an incredibly scenic spot overlooking a large gently curved beach dotted with people, similar to a specific (probably famous) beach I saw in LA in 2019 visiting my old friend Nora. At that moment I travel back to the present. It's still night, and I'm on my street as I know it, all houses in their spots. I experience a dawning horror as I walk around and see that while I was gone, about half of the houses have been turned into rentable spaces for hosting watch parties. Each has an enormous TV on one wall with beanbags all around. Our neighbor's house across the street has been so transformed, and is occupied by a dozen of so young people hanging out and watching something. I'm horrified. I walk a bit futher down and reach the house at which the previous gathering had planned to base their paid-access scheme. It's unchanged and dark. I think about how since I time travelled away before I could convince anyone of anything, they probably went ahead with their scheme. I wonder if they really used this house, and I suppose that they didn't, since it's visibly empty, or if they did they've since moved. I think that even if they were still here, they would've kept the endeavor secret, and I wouldn't be able to get just by knocking. I feel sad, because I wanted to be included in their group, even if I disagreed with it in the first place. And then I wake up.