in the past weeks i’ve had really strange dreams. maybe i always have strange dreams but just don’t remember and it’s different now because we were fighting a cold and there was a lot of snoring (look at that, spelled with only one r…) and heavy breathing going on…anyways, my point is, these weird dreams are confusing and i don’t know what to make of them.

sure, i can look up online how my dream could be interpreted but i am really more wondering why my brain is putting these things together in such a bizarre way.

for example, one dream was of baby hippos in their pool. but they were HUGE baby hippos. they were larger than the grown up ones but i knew they were babies. and i was looking down on them and we were speaking “hippo” with each

other. told you it was bizarre! and then the hippos smiled at me with big teeth, those

round ones kind of from cartoons. a little like in this picture. anyways, the hippos smiled, i smiled, maybe they even made a sound and then i woke up, utterly confused.

the other dream i had two nights ago was of me being proposed to. except that it didn’t really happen because he never got around to popping the question. i was led into a garage looking building (concrete walls, nothing fancy) and there were a bunch of people, mostly chinese (i have no idea either…) and my special someone started off by saying something and acting in a way that i got the “oh my god, is this happening?!”-feeling. and then this chinese dude took over, led me around the room, and talked to me about something i don’t remember. then there was this female opera singer who either sang “all you need is love” or “love is in the air” – i swear i heard a song that was a mix of both. she sang pretty well for what i remember. anyways, by the time the chinese was done (and i had thoroughly wondered why all the other chinese were there – about 30 or so), i was led back to my special someone thinking this is it and he was hunched over a motorcycle and started telling me all about the special features of that bike and “look here” and “look there” and eventually it dawned on me that he had forgotten that this was a proposal. or maybe it never was supposed to be one in the first place and i just misinterpreted the whole situation (which i didn’t, he gave very straightforward clues). i woke up when he started talking about the lights on the bike.

so what do you do when you wake up from a proposal dream? right, interpret! and of course i told my special someone. this was too good to pass on.  i noticed that i felt disappointed that the dream had this weird twist to it – for once i dream something like this and then there’s no actual question??? no ring? mh… not sure what to make of it.

school’s busy right now (crunch time, last 4 weeks in the semester) and i’m sure that’s part of my mind racing, trying to file away all the readings i had to do and the work and what not.

but i didn’t read about hippos and i did not read about proposals or rings, heck, i didn’t even watch the bachelor!

dreams are a weird thing.

franzi