Dream of the Week: Allison’s Friend

I’m casually walking along a path outside. It’s dark out, but somehow feels like daytime. Things are just “off” enough that I realize that it’s all a dream!⚡

I approach a woman who looks kind but confused by my presence, so I go in for a hug. She squeezes me surprisingly tight and I’m delighted by her curious response. She  doesn't want it to end saying, "I've never had a hug before!" I ask her for her name to which she replies, "I've never had a name before! How about, Allison’s Friend!" I think this is absolutely delightful.

I keep walking with her when I encounter another group of people. We're all gathered up around each other talking about random things when a woman with authority comes over and declares, "Only the dreamers can stay." At that point, about half of the people disappear including the guy next to me who I seem to understand was in the middle of "coming into lucidity" but wasn't quite there yet, so he disappeared. 

Now, there are about four people in the group left. We're all excited to figure out where we're all from because we all believe we are actually real people living somewhere in the world. The woman across from me says she's from California and we pair up.

She tells me her name is Olinda or Linda or Lindy or something like that. I ask for her address and she tells me 408 Potomac. We walk away from the group trying to make plans to connect with each other, but I tell her we need some kind of code that we can say to each other if we find each other so that we can prove it. She says that if we find each other we’ll talk about grilled cheese sandwiches and chocolate. I wonder if she’s hungry.

We run into the original woman (Allison's Friend) who is now upset that I've paired off with someone else. She says to me, "you need to leave" and presses some buttons on an invisible contraption that I know is there but I can’t see. After she presses these buttons, the dream starts to fade but I try to concentrate hard on “staying” there. A moment passes and she looks over at me annoyed and says, "you're still here?!" and presses the button harder and with more conviction. I wake up.

Note: It’s fun to speculate around “shared dreaming” though it’s never been proven. I looked up anyone associated with 408 Potomac but couldn’t find anything. It’s super interesting to think about!

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