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my dreams for the past two nights have been really amazing. they are epic, really. like watching a movie where i am a costar. i think it's because we are out of smoke and i am a little more clear headed than usual. i can remember scenes and really vivid visual parts but not really what they were completely about.
the one last last night my mom and this little girl asked me to go to this carnival/fair type thing. i said okay but i was too busy to go right away and they went anyway. i tried to catch up with them but wound up in a part of town i wasn't familiar with. i saw my cat running around in the street so i parked my car and ran after him. i got lost chasing him, but i did catch him. so i am walking around totally lost in this run down part of town. i wind up walking down this hill into an increasingly ghetto part of town. people start chasing me with clubs and throwing rocks so i turn around real slow and walk back up the hill with my cat under my arm. i wander around and suddenly there is no more street, it is just room connected to room connected to room. some rooms are empty and some rooms have people partying in them. i pass out on this dirty cot and wake up with the landlord yelling at me to get out. i can't find my sunglasses, i just keep finding these cheap, beat up imitations that look almost like my glasses. i do this for a while. i start finding sunglasses that are for a cyclops. just one lense and two ear pieces. i go outside and try to find my car and it is now my old car not the one i currently own. which is fine with me. it was a plymouth fury 3. only now it's all pimped out and i drive back to the part of town where they were chasing me and i am suddenly accepted. they say i would be cooler if it was a caddillac though. the dream ends with me bumping down the street with the top down. wierd. the night before last i was some kind of cop investigating some case. i kept shooting windows out of skyscrapers. i could shoot really far but i had to arc the bullets and kind of judge the trajectory. kind of like lobbing a mortar. the sidewalks everywhere where lined with chain link fences with dogs on the outside. sometimes they would jump the fence and we were trapped with nowhere to run. the dogs would chase sticks so we kept them occupied that way. there was a lot more to this dream, but i can't remember any of it. |
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early-morning dream today--short version:
i'm hanging out with some people at jason loewenstein's apartment, and i'm kinda trying to look around without seeming too snoopy. then i end up having explicit sex (at least twice) with the guy who lives right across the hallway. the next day it's all awkward, so i go back to jason loewenstein's apartment to watch cable TV. i realize suddenly that i've thrown away a 5+ year, great relationship by having sex with the random guy--like i've forgotten i had a boyfriend up to that point. i'm standing outside the random-sex guy's door about to talk to him about it--still trying to decide whether to try and ask him to cover this all up with me or just to "confess" to him and then the boyfriend--when i wake up. and i clearly remember thinking while i deliberated that this was not a dream--i just thought it was--and boy was i fucked either way. that'll teach me not to think about playing sebadoh songs right before going to sleep (remembering chords, finger placement) bc i'm too lazy to get up and play at four in the morning. |
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I dreamt that I had a watch with no wristband. Instead there were only spikes jutting out from the back. You had to stab yourself with it to get it to stick. I didn't like that dream too much.
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i think jesus had one of those.
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I dreamt that I was in San Franscisco visiting some friend's I knew in high school and I was getting some tea, but the tea pot was a giant plastic thing that you had to cover with a leaf and a baseball cap to keep clean and I had to carry it around because it was take-out. I took it to my car and Tia Carrera was my girlfriend, but she was old and she was wearing a white tank top with faded yellow short like what my Grandma might wear and she had thin eye brows. I almost got hit by a Mini Cooper on my way to the car and my friend's were eating Cheeto's. I made fun of them for it. Then I woke up.
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Most of my dreams make very little sense. I had a short one while napping in a class. I was yet agine as always locked in some room, but there were balloons everywhere. Lots of different colors and stuff. For some reason they started to pop one by one. When it was all done I was still just standing there confused about why there were balloons. The lights went out and the dream was over.
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I've been having some interesting dreams lately, most involve ex-girlfriends. Where do you bots think dreams mean? I had a dream my sister died a couple nights ago. She has been on my mind a lot lately and I have been worried that she might die so that kinda makes sense. But when an ex you haven't seen in years pops up in a dream, wtf?
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bizzump
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Yet again in my dream I was locked the the white room. Beats the hell out of walking in the woods with someone I don't know again. The room was filled with bees this time. They were trying to sting me, but I never got stung. I want dreams that make sense, at least something that's fun once and a while.
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I dreamt of posting on the GR boards. That in itself means I spend way too much time here if I start dreaming about this place.
That was my f'ed up dream last night.
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i had a similar dream. i need help.
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I want a similar dream to that, screw being locked in the white room, let me be on GR.
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I have a reacurring dream where I am back in school but can't remember what classes I signed up for, so I just wander around school trying to find clues and generally stressing out. I hate these dreams. how can I get rid of them?
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I've had that dream too. Other than a dreamcatcher I can't recommend anthing.
Usually I have more uncomfortable dreams rather than "beautiful fantasy" dreams. Last night I had a bunch of those (uncomfortable dreams), but at the end there was this part where there was a frog on my wall and I kept trying to catch it and bring it outside, but it kept getting away. The thing was, it never wanted to leave, it just didn't want me to tell it where to go. Then I found out that a frog in a dream means happiness and good fortune.
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