Date: 6/30/2016
By dreamgirl92
I apologize in advance for the absurdity, but this is one of my most vivid dreams I've ever experienced and I had to share. I forgot the first bit of the dream, but there were a lot of Disney characters. I end up having a long conversation with Hades, who actually doesn't seem that bad. A little flirtatious too, but I shrug it off. We somehow get on the subject of villains and I tell him he's one of my favorite villains. I love his sense of humor and actually think he's sort of sexy. I don't think this in real life. Well, he likes hearing this and keeps pushing me, flirting and making unwarranted advances, until finally he kidnaps me in a flash, and I'm gone, back to this almost alternate world, in a fairly large house by the beach side. Blake Lively is there, and I immediately start to panic. If we don't find help soon, Hades is going to rape me, hit me, or worse. I'm wandering through the kitchen, trying to find anything, any clue that could help me get back to the "real world". I beg Blake to help, and she says, "Why bother? We've been here 30 years." Since it feels like I've just arrived, I can't wrap my mind around this notion, and it also sinks in that if I do return home, the prime of my life will be over. Just when I can't think of what to do, I look out the window and see Mickey, Minnie, Pluto, and other Disney characters outside walking towards the beach. I start banging on the window to get their attention, though the glass is strong and barely makes a sound. I somehow find a door in the house and run out to the beach. I run to Mickey, and beg him to take me back to the real world. I guess this alternate world is a vacation spot of sorts. He says he can't help me, and can't believe I've been found after 30 years. Then he tells me the best thing is to call out to Merlin. He may be the only person that can help. I cry out for Merlin, like a prayer. I also simultaneously pray to the Lord, asking him to take me home, to the right time. Everything disappears except for the beach. Next to this sign that says "this city, x miles..." I reappear with Merlin. I ask him to take me back to 6/28/17. While he grants my wish, he grunts, "2017? Okay..." and I immediately realize my mistake, but it's too late. I'm jolted, still on the beach, but now it's crowded and my mom is with me. A year has passed and I have no idea where I am in life. My mom and I walk over to a ticket booth to get a boat/plane ticket to go back home, and after we get it we run into a guy. He's short, kinda messed up teeth and appearance overall disheveled, but cute I guess. He's immediately smitten with me but I try shrugging him off because I don't find him all that attractive. He asks if we're going to Washington, since he's heading west. I tell him no, but wish him safe travels. He stops me again and asks if we're sure we can't ride together some of the way, and I kindly tell him no, but good luck. Mom and I start walking away, but she keeps saying how cute he is and how he keeps looking at me. Since I don't think he's cute I keep brushing her off, but I somehow think in the back of my mind, this won't be the last time I see him. My mom and I get on our boat, which almost feels like a bus, made of glass. It's our shuttle to our plane. We sit down and to the left we see another boat approaching fast. Before we know it, the guy is outside our boat, trying to break the glass so he can get in. I'm trying to ignore him, because I know this is the man I'm going to end up with but I still don't find him attractive. He ends up writing on the boat (backwards so it's harder for me to read), "freedom =" then a series of pictures similar to evolution, but not quite. One of the creatures is blue and glowing, which I take as a sign of Merlin talking to me through this gentleman. I finally say "okay" and he makes his way onto the boat, and sits next to me. Now that he's closer, I see he's not quite as repulsive as I thought, though I think this is me justifying being with him for the long haul so I'm now trying to find attractive qualities in him. He says, "It feels like I'm going 70 miles an hour, and you're going at a slow and steady pace. Like I've been making up time and quickly trying to find you, but you're not on the same wavelength. I think I need to slow to your pace." And then I woke up. I have no idea what on earth what my subconscious is trying to tell me, but I felt compelled to immediately right everything down.