Saturday, April 28, 2012

Running After French Pranker Guy

I see this large bag at a store for only $5.00! It is definitely worth a good $50.00. The entire shelf is filled with expensive bags for this cheap sale price. Everyone is going crazy. I instantly find one I like and plan on buying it when suddenly we all find out that this is just a big prank. This French guy has pulled this prank and will soon get into a lot of trouble. All the higher authorities in the area are not happy with him and are planning to incarcerate him as soon as they can gather evidence and put him on trial.

Even though the higher authorities are not happy with this French man, they are allowing him to pull the prank again. He changes all the prices of the bags one more time and just like before, customers swarm the area. I watch without giving away the big joke. I find him in a hall and talk to him in French. He says that he has to go. He is going to run away from the law. I desperately ask him, "HOW DO YOU CALL 911 IN FRANCE??" "WHAT ARE THE EMERGENCY NUMBERS?" He is my only contact person and I need to know this ASAP before he leaves me. He starts running away without telling me the numbers. Suddenly he is much much farther away and I start running after him. He is about 20 minutes in front of me and I have no clue where he is going so I just start running casually. If I don't sprint I will be able to run forever. I'm running down a sidewalk. I feel a sense of freedom. It feels good to run. It's a sunny day and there are lovely trees and beautiful green grass lawns. I see Lex up ahead and he is running too. I intentionally bump into him and pass him as if I don't recognize him. He notices me and I start to laugh. We are running side by side and it is nice to see him. I haven't seen him in awhile. I tell him I'm looking for this French guy and blah blah blah I wake up.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Underground Society Beneath the United States

I'm trying to find my cousin James. He disappeared about a year ago and no one has heard from him since. He was living as a bum with some government food stamps and living allowances but chances are he even lost all that. My aunt knows where he is though and since we've been talking a lot, she is letting me in on their secret. He is doing okay, alive nonetheless, and living underground, beneath the United States in a secret society. This is what my aunt tells me though I don't believe her entirely because she is prone to lying. Soon enough, I am there in the underground society. The lights are a bright but yellowy toned. I don't see James anywhere, nor do I expect him to be there. My aunt tells me he is working but I highly doubt it. He probably quit and is living on the streets beneath the land, rotting away.

I am with my aunt and several others conversing in a building of some sort. Outside there is a large driveway that runs up a pretty steep hill. It's a dirt road with green grass along the side and several trees scattered alongside of the road up towards the top of the hill. There is suddenly something chasing us all. I do not have time to get in my vehicle and drive away from this THING chasing us. It is an unknown thing but I have to get away fast or else I'm done for. I start sprinting up hill because I feel like I can get there faster than any other method of travel. I'm running and running but the weight of my body is slowing me down. I can't seem to go fast at all. There are several rocks and pits in the dirt that I keep getting stuck in. Eventually the scene changes but I am holding on for dear life to another person. Either the other person or I am getting pulled by this machine/thing. I'm holding on so tight. I'm not really scared even though it's bad.

There is more to this dream that I can't remember.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Back With My Grandma During Her Last Days

I am with my grandma. She is alive in my dream but going through cancer treatments still. Her hair is still gone/ slightly growing back in. She is not doing so well. We are in a room, where she is laying on a couch. Some nurses come in to check on her and ask her if she can swallow her pills. She acts out that she can't swallow the pills very well. The nurses are going to grab her and give her something to pass out so they can fix the problem and ensure she takes her medicine. She mouths my name in extreme terror. She is so scared. She yells it but it barely comes out because she is "loopy" from all the pain medications. She yells it twice and I see her fearful eyes staring back at me. The nurse grabs her head and shoves a needle in her forehead. She instantly passes out.

I can't handle all the pain. I don't want her to suffer like this. This is so unfair. I don't know what to do. Somehow I know the nurses are doing what is best for her even though they injected her with such force. :/

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My other grandma is comforting me in my dream. I have tears in my eyes. I wake up.

Crossing The Lake at Midnight

There is a large, lake that I have to cross for some reason. It is midnight and hence, very dark outside. It's pitch black. It is kind of scary for some reason. There is some type of high school activity going on in a lit up warehouse type place. It is either a football game after party or school dance. It's like a pole barn with a huge light outside. I'm wandering around outside. I walk past several teenagers and then decide it's time to cross the lake. I start swimming and suddenly someone I know is swimming across with me. I see a dolphin swimming up next to us. It's really exciting until I become afraid. I have a terrifying feeling the dolphin will turn into a shark and attack us. I feel like I have seen that in a movie or on the discovery channel. I try my best to block it out and we eventually make it to the other side. I climb up a dark brown ladder up to a dock. I see a large group of homeless children shivering and huddling together in a corner of the fence. I instantly run over and scoop of the baby and let the small kids wrap their arms around me. For some reason, I am not wet here. I am warming them up because they are so cold. I don't know why all these kids have been abandoned but I am not letting them stay like this. I decide to sleep there with them and in the morning I will figure out what to do. I wake up.

Trying To Move In With French Guy

I am in a place that is very similar to the Grand Place in Brussels, but I am in France and not Belgium. I want to move here permanently since I am only visiting on vacation. I have no life anywhere else so it is perfect. I love France. I love speaking French. I meet this attractive, blond haired French guy. He shows me his apartment and jokes to me that it is for rent. I respond with serious interest.
"I would love to check out your place!" He opens the door and I see everything neatly organized. There is a lot of black and white. It is very fancy in here. I don't even think about the fact that it must cost a fortune to live here.
"I was just kidding. I'm not renting out. I still live here."
"Do you need a roommate?" I persist on. "Tu t'appelles comment?" I continue in French try to make my American-self worthy of staying in his country. "Tu viens d'ici?" I try and ramble as much French as I can remember. His friend is walking nearby us and is teasing me in all my effort. We walk through the Grand Place and head out somewhere... Who knows where... BECAUSE I WAKE UP.

Husband is Beating Me

My husband is beating me. I'm huddled into a corner feeling helpless. The light is somewhat dim and yellow tinted. The walls might be yellow. I can't move because I'm frozen in pain and fear. He has stopped but I feel a strong sense of being defeated. I have no more will to fight for my own life. I will obey everything he tell me to do. I wake up.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Can't Remember My Dreams

The purpose of this blog is to try to gain dream recollection by writing down my dreams quickly after waking up... or if I'm lazy, later in the day. (But then I miss several details.) I haven't been posting because well, I haven't remembered my dreams. Lame. So I just wanted you all to know that I am here... waiting to go back to sleep and wake up with a dream to write down! :P

Monday, April 9, 2012

Friend for Comfort

I'm staying at this castle like place alone. I don't know anyone and am just there on a getaway trip. This place is dark but it is not scary. I have my own room here with a big bed and a lamp. There is are large white double doors that open onto a porch. I meet a guy named Jeff. He seems nice and he instantly becomes my "go-to-guy" for any questions I have about this place. I am wandering around one night, after eating at the cafeteria there. I'm passing a staircase and I see Jeff. He instantly dashes up the stairs away from me. The people around him give me an odd look that I can't quite describe. It's as if they know something I don't. Jeff has already grown to be a great friend so I don't understand his quick runaway. People around are muttering amongst themselves and I just keep walking back to my room. It's almost time for bed anyways. I get my pajamas on and crawl into bed. It is really cozy with nice thick comforters. I don't like sleeping in my bed alone. My husband, Wayne is not with me and even though it is inappropriate I really want Jeff to come sleep with me. Not because I have romantic feelings towards him but because I want to have someone around for comfort. I feel lonely and it would be really nice to have a friend with me. I put on my slippers and head out of my room in search for Jeff. I end up finding him and somehow I realize something. He is supposed to kill me or haunt me somehow and make my life miserable. He is going against these orders though because he is sincerely my friend. It seems like he is under a spell or curse to do evil things however he can control it. It is weird. I wake up.

Taking Candy From Kmart

Kmart is closed but for some reason I am here wandering around. The lights in the store are all turned off except for one small light. It is pretty dark here. I am with some friends who are hanging out in the patio/outdoor furniture section, while I wander the aisles with the Halloween costumes and decorations. Halloween is over now and there are workers clearing up the aisles. There are glass dishes filled with jelly beans and other candy. I keep reaching in and grabbing a few. I walk back to a dish and discover it has been taken away. They are throwing away all the candy! I start stealing as much candy as I can before anyone notices. I don't want it all to go to waste but for some reason I am being sneaky about it. I can't get enough candy though. I need more and more and more...


Friday, April 6, 2012

Megan's Wedding

I was invited to Megan's wedding reception. There is no assigned seating. We had to get there early in order to save our seats by our friends. I'm sitting by a few of my friends. Most of the guests were from our high school plus people I knew. I hardly know the bride, I just went to school with her. Megan has her hair fairly short and straightened. There are highlights in her brown hair. It is a pretty fancy wedding. There are lots of romantic decorations. The colors are mainly white and beige. There are high vaulted ceilings. The weird thing is that the bride and groom are in their own room, separated from most of the guests. Only their immediate families and closest friends can see what is going on. They have their own dancers who have choreographed dances to the wedding music. I only catch a glimpse of one dancer. They are wearing flowy brown/tannish outfits. I eat my food and drink some champagne that is poured in a plastic cup. It doesn't taste too bad. I like it. When we are done eating, I wonder around. I can't help compare this wedding set up to my own. This wedding may be fancier, but at least mine included all the guests. I'm really not bitter. I'm having a fairly enjoyable time. I'm not really socializing much though. I'm kind of keeping to myself.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Shakes

Do I have my protein shakes?
I already drank a shake.
I shouldn't have bought those shakes.
Mmm these shakes taste good.
Are they coming in the mail yet?
Those shakes cost too much.
How many shakes did I buy?
Shakessss.
*Drinking Shake*
Are these shakes healthy?
Shakess
SHAKESSS
SHAKESSSS
SHAKESSSSS
SHAKKEESSSSSSSSSSS
I NEED SHAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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All night I dreamed of these protein shakes I bought before going to sleep. I kept waking up on and off thinking about these shakes. Because I kept waking up and dozing off, continuously dreaming about these shakes, it was a very chaotic set of dreams.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Kidnapped by Sick Circus Owner

     I'm with Lex again. Several of us have been kidnapped by the sick owner of a circus. We have watched him kill several people outside of his train. I am scared because he makes us go everywhere with him. I don't think I would survive if Lex wasn't with me. There are two others girls with us. One is very pale. They work for him at his circus but they aren't any safer than we are. They are frightened as well because they also watched him kill people. The last victim was a man in his show that he shot in the head against his train. We don't know why.
    For some reason, I have been left behind while Lex and the two girls took off to go who knows where. I try searching where for our location on a computer that is randomly outdoors. I want to figure out an escape plan. Right then the owner drove up behind me and ordered everyone out of the car. He said I was the only one he wanted the company of.
     Before Lex could get out of the car, I yelled "NO! I need you Lex." I get into the backseat with him and hold him tight. I am so scared. He allows Lex to stay in the car with us and he drives away.
     "I'm sorry". I whisper to Lex.
     "I wouldn't have let you go alone with him anyways."
     We sit in the backseat huddled together as this crazy man drives us down around the country area. We are on a dirt road in the middle of no where. There is a picket fence ahead with one house within it. Otherwise, there is nothing else around us. I have no idea where he is taking us.

     Lex and I are back at the original scene where the owner's train is at. He tells us to get into his cargo train. As soon as I open the door, I see blood all over one of the seats. We knew the person that he killed. I squeeze Lex's hand tighter, refusing to let go.

     We are inside a house now. Lex is holding me in his arms in a kitchen while the other girls cook something to eat. I'm all still very scared. I kiss Lex and bury my face in his chest. I think how grateful it is to have Lex here with me. I hate the situation that we are in but I don't think I could survive very long without him. He is very brave and strong.

Throughout this dream, Lex & I hold hands and hug each other for comfort. I wake up before anymore of the story line can occur.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Visit in a Strange, Eerie Park

I'm visiting a theme park with my sister Kay and step mom Collie. There are two babies with us too. Mine and another. It's not really a theme park though because everything odd happening around us is real. We are playing a type of game that requires us to camouflage with everything around us. There is one person who is it and they are required to close their eyes and catch us. It is kind of scary. I try camouflaging into this black area that is booby trapped. I don't get to the correct spot in time for the it-person to fall into it. I'm caught. Then there are these vicious creatures after us. I think they are monkeys of some sort. They run and swing on objects very fast. They are heading toward us. I try to think of some escape plan but an old lady with white hair tells me it is impossible. There are several movies playing right now in theatre at this park. One is called W and it is about George Bush. It is a real account of his life. This movie may have been about president Washington as well. It was about someone who had died a long time ago. Every time I thought about this movie I pictured lots of the color white. Soon I had to climb this very dangerous ropes course over this river so I could reach a place to rest for the night. I climbed this rope version of the monkey bars until I reached the other side. The section was closed off. I thought I would fall to my death right there because my arms were tired and there was no resting point. Then a white haired, large bellied man wobbled towards the gate and opened it. Apparently it was time for it to open because he would not have opened it out of kindness. I quickly scurried down the latter to safety. Then I realized that this was where the movie, W was playing. I saw some actors outside getting ready for the show to start because apparently W was now a play. I see a mom calming her crying baby inside the theater. I wake up.