Travel Dreams

I had a million things going through my mind, but now they've all gone.

I dreamed I was moving to Chicago last night. I dreamed that I was visting Chicago last night. I dreamed that I was living in a Chicago subrurb untill I got the balls to move to the city itself. I dreamed all three things.

I dreamed I was visiting Sweden. I was swimming through a river, with blocks of frozen ice, and lots of snow floating in it. That's pretty normal in Sweden, to take a swim in the middle of winter. Lots of people were doing it, even little kids.

All the shops in Sweden were really cartoony, with child-like music blaring out of them, and lots of funny colorfull statues. Sweden was for kids. In fact, Chicago, crime-ridden as it was, seemed pretty child-like too. I guess I'm feeling child-like lately (as opposed to childish, which is a more common feeling for me).

I don't think I'd like to move to Sweden in reality. From what I gather, the people there just seem too happy. It would be a headache. Chicago could work though. Not that these dreams mean anything. I would say approximately half my dreams revolve around me visiting somewhere or moving somewhere. Although I've visited alot of places in the U.S., the only places I ever really moved to in reality were Tempe, Arizona, Flaggstaff, AZ, and Columbus, OH. I don't believe that I ever dreamed about any of those places before I moved there. I mean, c'mon, who dreams about Columbus, OH?