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Going to London

Not really but semi-reccuring dream would have me think so. Last night it was in the form of me waiting for a city bus that would take me London, England. I’m not sure whether I intended to take that bus to the airport, or take it all the way overseas. I know that I was waiting for a bus labelled “250 to LONDON, UK”. It was a holiday in my dream though, just like yesterday, so the buses were taking forever. While waiting I was getting really nervous about my trip and wanting to back out. I was thinking of all the people who would need to be informed about my dropping out. “I just don’t think it’s gonna happen”, I would say, “this bus is not going to come anytime soon”. I don’t think I had any bags with me, I never really do. Then someone comes along to see how my wait is going. As we are chatting I see the bus I am waiting for come along. I can’t interrupt whoever I’m talking to. The bus is there, but it is a 5 second jog away. I am so discouraged about going to London that I think, “I can’t make that, it’s too far”. The bus leaves.
I’ve been having dreams like this more and more lately. Usually involved is:
- some overseas destination, often London
- nothing packed and sometimes no money; sometimes I panic and get a few things stuffed into a backpack
- catching a bus or taxi, sometimes a train. There is never a flight to catch. I always think that I will using one of these land transportation methods the whole way there
- anxiety and lots of it. Sometimes several buses or taxis come by but some force stops me from being able to catch them. Sometimes it’s me remembering that I forgot something, other times it is me not being able to move through my dream ether…it becomes thick like sap and I am just a planet stuck in some repetitive orbit.
I don’t think I have ever ever reached my destination. I wonder if I moved overseas, would I start dreaming about what happens in the bus, taxi, or train?

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