The first part of this dream was pretty short. Kinda like the commercial channel you have when you're watching t.v. You know, you watch it for a few minutes while the show you're really trying to watch is on a commercial. You don't see much of it, but it keeps you entertained in the mean time. I'm in Saved By the Bell (lol) as if it were real. And it's the end of the school year and there's some contest where if we win some big band will come and play at the school. (Bayside, I still remember. Nerd.) Anyway. Kelly, Lisa, and I submit something and win. YAY. Except Jessie is all pissed because she didn't win so having to go pick up the band and him leaving Zack as principal...
/end dream.
This other dream was way cooler and way more realistic. It's a time travel dream. In this one I end up in the Italian countryside probably 200-ish years ago. I'm not familiar with Italian history, so I can't place the clothes. But I land in the middle of some spring fair type deal. I'm aware that I've travelled back in time, but I seem to be in the right kind of clothes, except for my bathing suit top. Once I realize I'm half naked I scramble around trying to find a shirt, which I somehow manage to do. But as I'm doing this I wander into a group of musicians and a huge crowd of people dancing. I kinda think there was a Maypole, but I'm not sure. This girl, probably about my age, very pretty with dark hair comes up and says, "I don't recognize you. Are you from here?" (in English, btw) and I shake my head and tell her I've lost my family and stumbled across her town and I have no idea what I'm going to do. So she smiles and says, "Come with me" and leads me to this huge blanket where her family and friends are sitting. They all seem excited to meet me... which is strange... but they're the stereotypical loud, friendly Italian family. They all hug me and do the double kiss cheek thing and pour me a glass of wine and sit me down next to this super gorgeous guy. He has dark hair, dark eyes, and a killer smile. I can remember exactly what he looks like, even now. Hours later. He reminds me of someone but I can't figure out who. Anyway. His sister (the girl who found me) introduces us. His name is Raphael. He's shy. I'm shy. I don't speak Italian and him and his sister keep leaning over to talk to each other. But they keep glancing at me so it's pretty obvious they're talking about me. Then Raphael grabs me and tries to drag me out to dance. I object, of course, because I don't know how to dance like they do. He laughs at me and says it's all right, he'll teach me. The night carries on, lots of wine, lots of dancing, lots of flirting with this sexy Italian guy. Then he kisses me. I get lightheaded, can't breathe. Then his mom comes up and grabs me by the shoulders and says it's time for bed and does a shoo-ing motion at Raphael and tells him to behave himself. There will be plenty of time for that later. As she's helping me up the stairs into their villa she gives me the third degree about how I feel about her son and if she liked their family and how I would feel about staying. She says they think my red hair is amazing and they'd like to keep me. The rest of the dream is kinda like an entire year in a 2 second amount of time. The next thing I really remember is standing up at the altar with Raphael in a Catholic wedding. Which is strange, because I don't know much about Catholicism, but in the dream I seem to know what I'm doing.
/end dream.
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