Last night I had a strange dream. I was at a camp with everyone from my gym, and I think it was the last night there, because they were having a fancy banquet. I remember seeing my friend V... ( she... she's hilarious... I remember the time we argued over the sum of 12x12. But a year later we became pretty good friends.) There were a bunch of us changing into our fancy outfits for the Banquet. I had two dresses, one of them was whitest of white and very flowy, with accents of gold and blue thread. The other one was similar to the first, but all gold, with red and brown thread accents. I couldn't find the gold one, so I chose the white one.
After we were all done, we were going to be late, so everyone was leaving for the banquet hall. Then, who should come in (I'm not even sure where we all were), but my long-time-no-see acquaintance D! He was/is a boys' gymnastics team coach, so I didn't see him very often, but he's nice and funny. I knew at that moment he was my only chance to see my old friend J again. (@Ariella_Newheart.) I quickly asked God for guidance... then asked him, and told him the whole story. I stammered and second guessing myself, but D listened anyway. Then, he agreed to let me see J again.
Okay, I'm not sure if this next part came AFTER that previous part or if it came BEFORE... here it is anyway:
All of a sudden I'm going on stage. It's like a ballet, but more theater than ballet. I'm swishing my long dress costume along, and everyone's turning in a grand, wide circle. Then all of a sudden, I TRIPPED! Kaboom!! In my effort to recover myself, I fell sideways into the wings and backstage. Everyone was kind of staring like... But in my head, I knew. I had to go back out there and make it BIG! Make it big, I tell you! So I played it up, as if I had tripped on purpose. I started dramatically acting out the part of a jester, and (believe it or not) the audience loved it! However, I don't think the appointed soloists were happy.
When we came out to take the bows, someone shoved me into the soloists' row in the front. As usual in ballets, the director lady comes out and gives the soloists flowers. Well, obviously they hadn't planned on being a soloist, so there weren't any flowers for me, until someone from the audience threw a bouquet my way... (Side note, the audience was cheering for my character Lady Catrina, which sounds a whole lot like Lady Catriona, don't you think, @Aislinn_Mollisong1? Ah, my brain!) Then we went back backstage and everyone back there was STILL staring at me like this... Haha!
Okay, now back to the conclusion (as much as a dream where you get woken up in the middle can conclude) of the first part...
(This is still before the banquet)
The sun was beginning to set, and the sky was golden. The landscape at the camp was open, so fields of grass with pretty shell-strewn paths running through, with occasional flowers, bushes, and short trees. D led me down the paths to a place I had never been (or never been given permission to go to) before. I stepped through the door behind D, and there at the end of the room... was another person... and J!
"J?" I said, hesitantly.
We ran and hugged in a wow-it's-good-to-see-you way. I sat down, and I remember feeling like a white cloud because my dress poofed like air. D and the other person began talking, and so did J and I. We hadn't talked to each other in years. This was the chance I had been waiting for. Now I could tell him... about Jesus.
AND THEN I WOKE UP! Like, are you kidding me, brain, it was just getting good~!