Last night I had another dream. It was the first night of being back in my own bed after several days in a cabin on vacation. Since it is summer and I’m sleeping more, I guess I’m going to wake up remembering them more frequently.
Here we go…
First of all, I was younger and single, and I was playing the role of myself in some other reality, I suppose. I was staying at a friend’s house. I don’t believe this friend exists in real life, but I do know the house resembled something you’d see on Hoarders, so apparently OCD wasn’t a concern of mine in this alternate reality. I was also doing my laundry there, but I’m not sure why. Doesn’t matter. Anyway…
So we were all just hanging out in this friend’s (very messy) bedroom, and he was showing us how a spirit very often spoke to him through his clock radio. As if he was Marcello Bacci (a notable ITC researcher most famous for contacting spirit through a radio), he stood next to his device on his night stand, twisting dials. I don’t remember there being much static or other noise, but after a while there was suddenly a clear voice that communicated with us all in the room. The part about the dream that blew my mind was that the voice mentioned me by name and knew of me, saying he was aware of my attempts to communicate with spirit. I couldn’t wait to get a clock radio of my own to try it out at home, especially since the spirit world was apparently aware of me and was trying so hard to contact me from their side.
I don’t remember much else, but I woke up incredibly disappointed when I realized I didn’t have a clock radio like my friend had in the dream. I can remember what it looked like though.
This is a pretty close representation of what was in my dream. We had one just like this growing up, only in my dream I clearly remember there being a plastic grill for a speaker on the right side of the face.
Was this me being just as big of a dork in my dream as I am in real life? Or… should I be ordering one of these off of eBay?