Trapped on a Large Boat

I find myself trapped on a large boat with about six others. An evil man has kidnapped all of us and plans to kill us. He sits in another room contemplating. He comes out and interacts with us occasionally and we all sit in fear.

Paranormal Experience: A Troubled Mind

[Not a dream.]

I was lying in bed after finally getting my newborn to sleep. I was sure he was going to sleep for a long stretch that night so I wanted to fall asleep as quick as possible. Then, I ended up lying there having an anxiety/stress attack. I laid there for two hours replaying everything that annoyed me about someone who constantly throws their opinions out about our parenting styles. I worked myself up so much that I missed out on two out of my newborn's four hour sleep stretch. The previous two nights, I had to feed him every two to three hours because he was going through a growth spurt or something. I was exhausted and in tears on and off laying there trying to fall asleep. My mind would just not silence! Eventually I fell asleep. And when I woke up to feed him, I noticed I had a facebook message from someone.

It only said, "A troubled mind doesn't sleep." 

I hadn't talked to this person in a long time and I asked her what prompted the message. She said she just had a feeling... and has had many feelings like that. 

Run For Your Life

Everybody around me is dangerous. I know all of these people from high school but they are out to get me. I start shooting them one by one. They are trying to kill me! I hit a few people and run into a hallway. Both myself and a girl try to push this remote control car starter type button that will kill one another. I am unsuccessful so I run out into a different room. 

Time passes and the girl I was previously trying to kill starts talking to me. She is no longer trying to kill me and finds it amusing that I was trying to kill her. We both start sensing feelings of lust and start to kiss each other. Then we start passionately making out and she stops and says, "I knew you were a lesbian!" I tell her that I am not. She just laughs and we start to make out again. 

Bee Stings & Moving to Alaska

I am going through this manmade plastic tunnel with my friend Candy and suddenly start to feel stings on my arms. I realize that the tunnel is filled with bees. We rush out as quickly as possible to find a scientist waiting for us at the end. He asks how many stings we have. I tell him about six or seven on my arms. I don't know the purpose of the study.


I find myself hiking up a hill with someone. We are about to move and find a house to buy. We are heading to Alaska. I agree to move there as long as we are near the ocean and/or by mountains. Up ahead there is a large hill/cliff where people are laying on the edge. The people represent their houses. We walk up to them, up the steep mountain and the land turns vertically, making us fall off.

Stunning Apartment for Rent

Someone is moving out of an affordable, college type apartment. A friend of mine is looking for a good place so I suggest we go look at it together. (This friend changes back and forth between two friends. Julie & Janet)

We walk in and it is the most stunning apartment that I've ever seen. It is about the size of a single wide trailer, with the narrow living room but above are two levels created just for magnificent displays of nicknacks and glass... or whatever! There is a spiral staircase that leads to a second floor. The apartment keeps getting bigger. It was supposed to be a small, one or two bedroom apartment but it is turning out to be huge! On the first floor, we walk to the right and find a huge room with a guy laying in bed. For some reason, I'm led to believe it's her husband that has passed away. I feel like she just can't move on from it. Then suddenly, the man jolts awake and looks towards us. His bed is luxurious though there are piles of junk and clutter surrounding him. The lady who lives didn't really explain much about him.


We walk up the spiral staircase. Everything is so beautiful. She shows us her bedroom. Once we climb up the staircase, we have to also climb on a rickety ladder to get up.

We go to the basement and it is a huge farmer's market filled with fresh vegetables and herbs. The market is made for the tenants disposal. The tenants have no need to go grocery shopping because all the food they could ever want is produced in their basement. It's amazing.

Lucid Dream- Flying & Telling People I'm Dreaming

I'm at a friend's house. Her house is haunted by a scary ghost. I walk upstairs into her bathroom and look in the mirror. There is blood running down, all over my face. I am so scared.

I think to myself, I don't want to be this scared. I hate this feeling. And instantly, I realized that I was dreaming because this is too unreal to be true.

Now that I'm not scared anymore, I try to think of something cool to do. I can do whatever I want because I know I'm only dreaming. The only thing I think of is to start flying. I fly around and it is so cool.

Then, I am getting a piggy back ride from a stranger. I like the closeness. It's somewhat romantic. Instead of feeling romance from this stranger I decide to change him into my husband. I can instantly tell he is my husband just by the back of his head. I get off his back and he turns back into the stranger. He is mad that I did this. While running, I yell back at him, "This is only a dream! We are dreaming! YOU are dreaming! It isn't real!" He does not believe me. I keep running and then he is gone.

I run into my friend Deeve. He is trying to talk to me but I keep flying up above him. I tell him that we are only dreaming! I tell him over and over that this is a lucid dream. I want him to remember this in the morning. I realize that it's only my dream but I'm curious to find out if he will dream about this too. I tell him again to remember this dream.

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I wake up and email him. Still waiting to hear back. :)

Wedding Drunkenness

I'm at another wedding. Doug is here too. I don't want to make a fool of myself again so I am not going to drink this time. Last time I blacked out and danced with him twice. I only remember dancing with him once...

The dancing has been going on for a couple hours now and people are starting to feel their drinks. I run into Doug outside of the dance floor and he is completely drunk. Last time he barely took a sip. He has vomit on his shirt. It's pretty gross but I ignore it.

"I drank way too much! I feel so sick!" He drunkenly stumbles towards me and I tell him that he will be alright and give him a hug.

"Do you want to dance?" The music slows and I have to help him keep his balance. We dance and I feel bad that he doesn't feel well but much better about myself now that I know he didn't judge me for my drunkenness at the previous wedding. We are once and for all equals.

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I wake up to receive a message I've been waiting over a week for to redeem myself from wedding drunkenness. (A message I assumed I'd never get.)