I dreamed that my mother and I were at this nice, foresty place with all my distant relatives; including my late uncle. I wanted to explore; no one else did, so I went alone. I ended up on this huge, circular path. The middle was sunken in, so it was like a doughnut, and as I'm going down, I start singing. Maybe it was because of the elevation, but my voice echoed and echoed. I was singing Spellwork by Austra; I'd say I've been playing The Sims 3 too much, but I haven't even heard that song in forever.
Anyway, all the people are trying to find out who's ruining their nice, quiet walk; but nobody can see me. I just keep walking around and around this trail, always winding up back where I started and then I keep going. When I finally rejoin my family, I hug my late uncle. And that's when I woke up.
Obviously I'm cutting out the good stuff. The smell of the dirt and the rain, stuff like that. There was even a part of the dream where I got my foot stuck in the noose of a rope or something, and it was trying to tug me backward.
Whatever, I don't know. It was just weird.
If you believe that dreams can be full of meanings, that one would be a great one to analyze, haha
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