Mindgardens Dreams

I was taking art classes again at my old school, except, it was now here in Greenville. The classes were more for my pleasure than anything and I wasn't getting graded on what I did.... It began with some people who were interested in my artwork and them wanting to display it in their shows. I began to take interest in creating art again and remember working on some sort of life-size figure that must have been some sort of semi-carved collage painting. An instructor I had never met before was there working with me, giving me praise and sometimes suggestions. At some point, one of my former instructors whom I always felt did not like me came in. He was very pessamistic about my work and doubtful about my abilities while the other professor kept telling him to just watch. Near the end, I somehow seemed to prove myself to my old professor and he had begun to give suggestions and praise as well. I finally succeeded in impressing him. This had become a part of my routine apparently as I...

I've been on the road for a while with my son and am in Florida. It seems I'm going through Mascott towards Orlando. I run into my Mom along the way who is now driving a winnebago. We talk for a few about grabbing something to eat and meeting up with the rest of the family but go our separate ways. There was something different about her. I think she was alone.... I remember meeting up with my Grandmother and I think we had lunch and was on my way over to meet with my Dad as I had promised I would. She kept trying to encourage me to spend some more time with her but I was eager to get over to my Dad's. As I'm driving down the road, I look over and see some people driving MY other car. Well, I begin to get frantic because it dawns on me that my father has my son as well. I begin to freak out and start making silent threats that if anything had happened to my son, I would kill them. I call him and he sounds out of sorts as though something weren't right. In the next f...

I remember being a child or with children in the beginning. This dream had so much depth and was ongoing, yet, I have forgotten most of it. The parts that really stick out are my encounters with this young woman. I met her (or maybe I already knew her) at this somewhat ritzy uptown hangout. She had this slutty yet somehow classy appeal to her. Her hair was a dark yellowish blonde color and her lips were full and round. She had a volumptious figure and wore stylishly modest clothes. She had a face that seemed so familiar to me, yet I cannot place where I might have known her previously. We were sitting at a table together chatting. I left and was possibly searching for someone... a man maybe. A little later, I came across a couple making out in the back of a semi-truck and realize that it was her and a guy interest of hers. She wasn't really thrilled about being caught and I went on about my business. I got the feeling she was leaving shortly after as well. I went back to the hangou...

A few nights ago, I began having this dream about having come back from some long imprisonment for having killed a man, yet with all of the memories of having raised my 19 month old son throughout the entire period. I come home to collect what is mine and find that I have, not one, but three beautiful children, two that I had to leave behind. One was a little boy and the other a sweet little girl who looked so much like myself at that age. I wasn't sure I wanted to be that mother of three and I didn't feel as though I even knew the first two, just the son that I have always known, but there was no way in hell I was going to leave my children again. It was like I had met the older two for the first time and had no knowledge at all of their existence until that moment. It seemed as though I were single and had almost noone to turn to, yet here were these strangers who had cared for my babies for me while I was away. They loved my children as though they were their own and didn...