december 19 2022

Had another. It was at this big institution, like a boarding school, far away in a misty rainy place with many trees. All the buildings are clad in dark wood paneling. I live in a shared boarding room, one of those rooms with beds all along the walls. I share my bed with a lady, none of whose physical featured I can remember. She had a bunch of LEGOs with her. The institution was a school, I think, although I didn't know for sure in the dream. People of all ages were there, and I recall spending a while walking around interacting with people. It would happen that I would fall in with some small group and talk with them until it happened that the conversation stopped or moved on from my participation in a very abrupt way. This happened a few times, and I started to get disappointed about it, so I walked back to the bedroom. On my way, while descending a ste of stairs, I pass two tween girls who I recognize but can't remember. For some reason I know that they're both schizophrenic; I give them a hand signal meaning "schizophrenic" and they happily return it. After they pass I begin to feel very sad and miss them. I travel somewhere far away in an uber-type service. The landscape unfolds such that the trees are perpetually surrounding at the edges, and there's many perfectly paved roads that snake artfully through manicured lawns. I don't remember where I went, but I went alone, and didn't stay long. When I get back, there's an enormous field to the side of the institution with a giant gatelike structure adjoining it, under which a huge rave is happening. I can hear the song they're playing is B3 from The Future Retro Sound of London E.P. I'm not particularly phased and just sort of walk past watching. Back inside, in the bedroom, it's time to pack up and head home. I have to call another rideshare to take me to the airport and I'm packing up all my shit into my bag while my bedmate does the same. Most other people have left by now. I keep finding more and more clothes to pack, and I also keep putting my passport and phone and wallet in dumb locations and briefly forgetting where they are. I'm trying to figure out how to call the rideshare, and for some reason if I only spell the airport name partially in the search bar, it won't come up, so it keep not working and I get more and more anxious. I almost grab and pack all of my bedmate's minifigures, but she says "no, those are mine!" By this time we are the only two left in the room. I lie down to rest for a second, and she lies down too. I can feel her very softly rub my back as if to comfort me, but I can't tell if it's intentional. I'm facing away from her and I don't turn, but I shiver, and I can feel her give a pat with a sense of finality, as though patting bread dough you've just finished kneading. When I get up, she is gone. I put the rest of my clothes into my bag and go outside and my father is there in the car. I'm excited because I have our baseball gloves, and he can take them with him. I run to get them from upstairs, and on the way back down, he yells that I'm too wet and ollie (our old dog) is too wet from the rain, and he's just going to go. He drives off, and reufses to look back as I run up screaming wait!! Wait!! And then I wake up.