Recurring Dream

Recurring Dream

            When I was little I had dreams that would continue from day to day like a TV series. I think I was about twelve when I had these dreams. In the series of dreams there were three different ones. The whole primacy of my dreams were that I could not find my mom because she was lost or something like that. Most of the first two dreams are hazy but I remember that I was searching through this school that had been make shifted into a market of some sort. For some reason the second dream was always in black and white which I thought was really weird. I remember the third dream the best. Somehow along my journey to find my mother I got stuck on a ship crew. The boat that I was now apart of hunted sharks. On the boat there were three people and I was the person that shot the harpoon and I stood on the top of the boat. We also had someone that road behind us on a jet ski who would kill the seals that tried to attack us. I think I was pretty good at my job as far as I can remember. After the whole boat trip I somehow got back to the school and I found my mom somehow. I think its really weird how in dreams you can never remember how transitions occur so your always finding yourself in different places and never knowing how you really got there.