so first off, my dream started off in a college hall, or room. People were peeling back the tiles starting from the walls and finding old toys, possibly from the 70’s? not sure. but we were clearly in the 80’s. We we’re remodeling the whole place, but it was more of a community project because it was all students.
I get a bright idea of ripping off the couch covers, while a friend peels all the tiles back, and a teacher or someone of importance walks in and gets mad as me and the other guy. The teacher however still kinda liked us, and knew about our sass.
so I sit next to her kinda being annoying, she just kinda laughs but is stern, and I say “hey why don’t we have a fund raiser for better remodeling, or we can put our own money in and have a plaque with our names on it!” The teacher responds “what are you gonna do put your name on the FIN?”
(NOW this is a very important word, its a keyword FIN. I’ll get back to it.)
so I respond kinda angry, “I can put up $600, which maybe was a lot in the 80’s? I dunno. and she just stopped talking. then shit got really weird and got away from the dream.
NOWWWW this is where I connect dots and go crazy
when she said "what are you gonna do put your name on the fin?” I knew that our mascot was a dolphin. I just had a strong feeling.
so I woke up and felt strange about the dream, it felt too real. I looked up colleges with mascots that are dolphins, it came up with “Le Moyne College” that’s in NY and its a religious school, not sure how heavy that part is.
so we got a school with a dolphin mascot, in NY. that’s religious. AND it’s in the 80’s.
-since I was young churches and religious places have gotten me anxious. and I have never liked the idea of organized religion.
-I didn’t really like college, it wasn’t for me. I only attended 1 year. and then went to a music school.
-when I was smaller I really liked dolphins for some reason, and like Dan Marino the QB for the dolphins. even had a jersey and all that. NO clue why. because now I could care less about all that.
-I also never really liked NY, I never wanted to go. and have a bad feeling about it, I went one time when I was flown out to play this show. I didn’t feel good about it at all. I think that’s why I like California, because its completely in the opposite direction.
-and last I LOVE 80’s music, the drum beats the synths. it has always been my favorite kinda sound.
so how did this school manage to get everything right in an opposite kind of way, along with my dream. when I had no prior knowledge.
like this life, I wanted to do nothing close to my past life. or learned about it, and knew I didn’t want to make the same mistakes. Maybe I died in NY. I have no idea
and what am I supposed to gain from any of this craziness??? oh well.