This is day three of being clean off the pot after approx. four years of living off the stuff, having weaned down over the last few months. It's a struggle... but one of the cool side effects has been really vivid lucid dreams. It's like temporarily living in someone else's life. Though lately they have been psychologically uncomfortable they're interesting nonetheless.
Last night I dreamt I was walking into the first day of class at some college... the setting was completely different from any school I've been to. It reminds me of an old, medieval-style English school where wealthy Brits enroll their children... something like Hogwarts from Harry Potter. My father (who wasn't my father in real life) was walking me and my brother (I don't have a brother) to class and giving us instructions, possibly how to behave. He was a pretty strict individual, the kind that'd be easily aggravated if you disobeyed him. I ended up in my first class where our desks were situated in a circle. The crazy thing... Kate Winslet was teaching the class! While I admire her work in Titanic she isn't someone I ever thought I'd dream about, let alone as a teacher. She sat behind her desk in the opposite corner of the class throughout the entire experience.
She called on me to read a passage from a textbook that I for some reason didn't possess. I was pretty embarrased that everyone was prepared with a book but me. I asked a student next to me if I could borrow his... he seemed willing to help out. He pointed out where to read, but the lettering was strange. It was almost like renaissance calligraphy. The designs distracted my ability to decipher the words. I read a few words but sounded like a retard, feeling more embarrased. I laughed it off and told her I was color blind. She moved on with the class, which I have a strong feeling had something to do with Shakespeare. I remember wishing I had a textbook so I could get mine autographed. Therefore I realized she was famous but thought it was acceptable for her to be a teacher.
For some reason I was in a different position in the class because I was sitting next to this girl with purple hair. I went to adjust my leg for some reason but ended up touching hers without realizing. She gave me a response like I sexually harrased her, but more like a "Who are you to touch me, you dork" type of deal. She looked at her friend two desks down (who was smoking hot... I wish she existed in real life) who gave her a "You told off that dweeb" reaction. I was pretty crushed. I remember wishing that I was somewhere else, and I woke up.
wow, that does sound pretty weird!
and congrats for getting of the pot, good work mate :)