Glass Path

Date: 9/13/2019

This was actually a pretty beautiful dream, but I was up in the clouds but my feet were still on solid ground. When I first tried to move I bonked against some glass so at first I thought I was in a box, but it was more like one of those fun house mazes with mirrors, but instead it was just all clear glass. I felt my way through, and navigated to this little open grass path with some little trees. But even though there was solid ground, I could tell it was still up in the air. I could finally stretch my arms out and move freely, and the grass was a straight path so far out I couldn’t see the end of it. I saw something move from behind one of the trees, and out pops a close friend of mine. The smile at me and I walk over, but am again blocked by glass. All of a sudden they start booking it down the path, looking back at me and smiling but they seemed younger. I knew it was a race, so I hurried to catch up. I could feel myself getting smaller as we were running along this path, and we were going for a while, laughing and trying our best to beat one another but we were at a mirrored pace. Finally they stop dead in their tracks, I nearly trip trying to stop and I see that they’re pressed against the glass with their head down. I go over and face them, (we’re both probably 8 or 9 again) they press their hand against the glass and look at me, so I try to do the same. Right before our hands touched I realized there was no glass and I woke up. It was a pretty wonky dream, but overall a pretty one. I felt calm through it all too, so I would say it was a good one. But somehow I just know I was saying goodbye to this friend. We graduated recently and went from being inseparable all our lives to practical strangers. Maybe it’s my subconscious saying I miss them, maybe I’ll shoot them a text.