Dream Interpreter AI™

Dancing Shoes, Enigmatic Beings, and Silent Connections: A Dream Journey of Exploration and Yearning

I was living somewhere really cool, where my room is like a huge loft, and my space had a big outdoor patio. I kept forgetting things and going into my room. My slides were hopping and dancing and “having fun” on their own. This is a normal thing I guess. I start to read this book, it’s like some book where you have to make choices between two things. I don’t remember much about it but I remember that I really enjoyed it and it was enlightening to me. My sister comes over, she just got done with work, and I tried to convince her to read the book. Chris comes over. I mentioned the dancing slides, and he didn’t understand what I was talking about. “Your shoes don’t dance when you’re not wearing them?” “No! (Laughs in Chris voice)”. I took him into my room and showed him my dancing slides. I was talking to them, and they were interacting with me. He was surprisingly not that freaked out, reiterated that that didn’t happen for him, and asked what dances it knew. I realized I have never tried to dance alongside them. I asked the shoes for a high five, and one jumped off the ground and high-fived me. That kind of scared me but Chris was around and I wanted to see if the shoes knew how to dance. I stood next to them and said “let’s start with Bachata.” I started doing a basic step, and I could see that the shoes were struggling to keep along. Chris said “I wonder if they know this one”. He started to dance some sort of dance. I had never seen, it just kind of seems like an old people clubbing line dance. I could have called it the Lindy Hop, but he would’ve laughed at that. Suddenly the shoes know exactly how to do that dance. He mentioned that the person in the shoes must be closer to his age. That was the first time it struck me that there might be an actual person controlling the shoes. Chris leaves for some reason and I’m left alone with the shoes. Suddenly a pair of small white feet appear. Of course I try to figure out if it’s a male or female, but I couldn’t tell. I’m kind of scared, but also intrigued. I had been coexisting and dancing with my shoes since I was little. Next, a pair of legs appeared (also very small). Than a midsection with a long robe. Then two arms, a face (with a mask) and two hands. I can finally tell by its masculine, tattooed hands that it was a male. I picked up the small being and asked if I could see his face. I don’t remember talking, but I remember knowing that I couldn’t. I carry it to the mirror and look at myself holding it. I suddenly start to feel a very warm, feeling like without knowing I’ve had this being for a long time. I hear rustling in the background and try to hide with the small being. It starts to disappear, and I understand that this is a timed experience. I didn’t know whether or not it would happen again, which upset me. I asked if it was going to disappear, and suddenly its hand separated from its body, wrists looking like some sort of electric skeleton. It clasped my hand. Suddenly I felt the most warmth and comfort and serenity go through my body. Chris walks back into the room, and I put my hand with the other hand into my pocket. This experience only lasted a few minutes, and that hand disappeared. I felt many things, like I had met my soulmate and like I didn’t understand if it was the shoes, or it was a ghost. Mainly, I just wanted it to come back again. My sister comes back in the room and I ask her if her shoes dance, she said yes. I still didn’t quite know what I was experiencing, but I already missed the feeling of my hand being held. I thought maybe the book had something to do with it so I recommend again that she read the book. Suddenly, I am in an old car with jacki, Tom McCabe, my brother, and a friend of my brother’s. We’re stopping at a gas station and by the gas pump is a grab and go with vape pens in it. Tom tells me to just steal one. I told him I wouldn’t. Also, they were Jager Meister flavored vape pens… gross. After this happened, strangers started coming up to me one by one. I was afraid of all of them, but I didn’t know who was good and who was evil. I attacked an Asian man and at first it seemed like I made a mistake. Then, he told me he was in the military and start to kick my ass. I told some other people to just go around the car, none of them mess with me. Then a big, boned blonde girl comes up to the car seeming very mean. I tell her to leave and she decides she wants to fight me. I have a feeling I’m going to lose this fight, and ask Tom for reassurance. He pretends he can’t hear me. I get my ass kicked again. I missed that feeling of the hand in mine. I open the book and start reading it with my sister. The first few lines are in Spanish, and she tells me that she’s not going to be able to understand. I reassure her that it’s switches to English, and help her translate the Spanish. I didn’t realize that it was in Spanish. Then I woke up.