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    1. Foundry; Emails, NY bicycling

      by
      gab
      , 08-02-2016 at 03:43 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      I'm off today so slept 9:20pm - 6:30 am

      Had 3 distinct dreams.

      DR1 10:53pm
      I am in a huge place. It's a shape of a swimming pool, with all corners rounded and it's made from yellow/brow/greenish dirt and sand. Has a feel of foundry or some other place that has huge machinery and railings on the floor, walls and a ceiling and deals with molten metal. Somehow I'm flying near the ceiling, or I'm on some machinery being taken to the other end of this room. Trying to figure out something, how to fit some equipment to the one already there or something like that.

      DR2 2:57am
      I'm looking at some emails that were lost till now. They were send in May (I know in a dream it's already August) but they were delivered just now. I'm reading them. One says something about mom of some kids not being comfortable with some social events done on behalf of her kids.

      6:30am
      I'm with a large group of people in New York. They seem to be owners of some grocery store and other ultra rich people. I don't feel right among them, they seem to think I belong there. One older lady speaks to me in Yiddish and I'm thinking now they will realize I'm not one of them.

      Everybody has a bike now and they give me a different bike. It's ultra slim frame and wheels. They are designed for street races. I'm testing it out as we all start to bike as a group. I'm testing the hand breaks, righ is the back and left is the front brake. I keep my feet down a bit before I sit on the seat to see if it's not too high. We bike through some snow and ice and kids are playing street ice hockey there. Looks like a sports park, because another group of bikers come in opposite direction so I'm not worried that we will disturb the players. I clearly see the snow and ice on the ground and I wonder why, since it's not winter.
      Tags: new york, travel
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. NY, Bonaventura, cooking competition

      by
      gab
      , 11-08-2015 at 08:14 AM (Turquoise Dreams)
      11.07.15

      sleep 3:45pm-10pm

      Finally recall.

      I'm somewhere in US with my mom. She says we are going somewhere to see our family. So I buy a plane ticket.

      Sitting on an airplane. Window seat. I notice that it's rather comfortable. After you squeeze into your row, the seat itself is larger and more comfy than on other planes. I realize it's because this is a smaller plane.

      Somehow I don't know where we are going. We just landed and are taxiing to the airport building. Going under few bridges that look like tunnels. I tell my mom this looks like tunnels in town where we live in europe. Just then I glance a city in the distance and it's New York. I tell her "we are in NY, NY!" Is that where we were going? She says yes, so I'm like cool, I got the right plane ticket.

      Some people are getting off, so is my mom. I get up an start walking to the door, but stop to grab a in-flight magazine to learn what type of an airplane this is so I can travel with same one next time. I'm only few seconds behind others, but by the time I get to the door, flight attendant just closed it. I say I'm getting off, so she opens it and I quickly walk out.

      There is no airport building, only a dirt field. I look back and there is a chain link fence with small, faded metal sign saying the name of the airport. I'm trying to make it out and remember it. The last part of the name is ...Field.

      We walk into some small bar. My mom shows the barkeep a map and asks him how to get to the marked address. It's a crossing of 2 streets. Barkeep writes down few bus line names. A bus arrives outside and leaves. I say there was a bus, but he says we should take a tour bus line, otherwise the bus driver may get mad.

      I look at the map. My mom keeps mentioning we need to get to Bonaventura. But the name of 2 cross streets is different. Then I remember that Bonaventura is a name of the building her mom's sister lives. We are going to visit her. I saw the building on the google. It's very nice, with a doorman and all.

      2.
      We are sitting at the table as guests on come cooking competition. There are 4 kitchens for the competitors. They have teams of 4-5 people. My mom is asking them a lots of questions just to be annoying. I tell her to stop, they need to think what they gonna cook. When she doesn't stop, I walk up to the group of judges and I wait for them to finish evaluating before I tell them about mom. They say it's time to leave anyway. My mom is not happy, but I tell her that guests are allowed to stay only for first half anyway.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. NY trip; old preschool

      by
      gab
      , 07-02-2015 at 03:54 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      7.2.15

      I'm on a trip someplace. Leaving from there with others. Sitting in the front seet of some kind of a speed boat. I wonder if out boxes we carry will topple from the wild ride, when i see them slide. Then I realize it's a Disney ride. But someone comes to me in a hurry and start piling some boxes in my lap to hold them.

      One is open top box. It has some water in it and it's full of creatures. I say to the person "daum, there are venomous brown recluse spiders in there, some worm, a venomous caterpillar - and you putting that in my lap on this wild ride"?

      I'm holding the box and watch the water slosh all over in waves, as the boat moves, and each time it touches my hand so do bunch of critters.

      I'm watching the caterpillar crawl out and on my hand and I'm waiting to be bitten.

      DR2
      I'm visiting my old preschool I attended in age of 5. I look into drawers and they are full of nicely organized towels, pyjamas, clothes for kids. I'm talking to old teachers there. When leaving, I learn we were allowed to take our tiny chairs with us, as long as they had 2 or more names carved into them. I feel bad for not taking mine, if I had one.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. New York; Octopus

      by
      gab
      , 06-13-2015 at 06:48 AM (Turquoise Dreams)
      6.12.15

      Still night shifts, so sleeping from noon till 9-10 pm. Except today, because I had to go to my second job after first one. Got home at 1 pm, bed at 3 pm - 9:45.

      Bunch of dreams

      1. A child slides down the stairs that look like stone stairs in my moms apartment. He slides head first and his head hits the floor 2-3 times. I feel bad, even when I didn't do it.

      2. I'm on a wooden deck, very high up in the sky. It's attached to some building. The deck is overlooking a bay and I can see in the distance the Liberty Island and Statue of Liberty. I'm taking a picture of a child with the statue, then I ask him to take mine. More people are there, just sitting, wrapped in blankets and coats because it's windy.

      3. I point to an apartment overlooking the bay in New York. I show it to this kid. Tell him either me or him has to move there. It belongs to the owner of New York sports team. I'm sad we have to separate, and I know he is too.

      4. I'm walking on the edge of grassy playing field. Lots of people to my left, playing all kinds of sports and games. It's the Olympic games. People in white uniforms playing with volleyball, showing off their skills. But the game is not volleyball.

      As I'm walking, I realize the games are televised and I wonder what will people think seeing me on TV, why am I there, how do I look and if it's even legal for me to be waling there. But I'm sure it is.

      5. Now I'm walking on the edge of the water. There are some puddles on the walk path and I see bunch of marine animals in them. There is a beautiful and huge octopus, and another one, smaller. One of the tentacles is hanging out of the water. Tons of soft coral, anemonies, crabs, I don't want to step on anything, and don't wanna be grabbed by the octopus. I pull out my phone and want to take picture of them. Looking for an angle where sun is not reflecting off the surface, but I can see what's under water. I see that few times when sun shines right through. Have to wait for it few times because it's kinda cloudy and clouds are moving fast.
      Tags: new york, ocean, water
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. NY in winter; Home invasion; Organising cabinets

      by
      gab
      , 09-18-2013 at 09:27 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Wednesday, 9/18/13

      Last night, bed 11:30 - 9:15

      DR 1
      I'm in NY. Staying at a hotel. I'm walking the quiet streets with older houses in residential area. Looks like it's starting to snow. I walk into the alley, or some passageway between buildings. There is a door to something I think may be a church. But it doesn't look like it. In front of it is a small fountain like structure. not much water, only some smooth rocks on the bottom. I see some coins there and more I look more coins I see. I figure people leave it there in hopes of having their wishes fulfilled by gods.

      Now I'm inside of a room, that could be a restaurant. People are feeding their dogs, by throwing them balls of ground meat. So I start throwing some dogs that are in the middle of the room some raw ground beef. When they don't eat it, I go and pick it up and I realize, some people were giving them cooked meat.

      I see some dogs on the street when I open the glass door and I think about feeding them too.

      DR 2
      I'm on my balcony, in house I grew up. I'm backing away from the door, because 3 people invaded my house. One of them, he looks like actor from movie I watched yesterday (and I even acknowledget it while in a dream) just walked out to the balcony and is approaching me. I started screaming from top of my lungs. I trully felt like I'm screaming very loud. (no idea, how I didn't wake up neighbors, thank god, I was not saying it out loud IWL).

      I see a guy in house opposite to ours, on the corner. I scream "call 911", then when realize im not in US "call 155". "help". But he is playing some instrument, a guitar. He can't hear me. There is a thin black lady working in my auntie's garden. I yell at her. I know she sould hear me, but she doesn't. A young black boy is in another neighbors yard. I yell at him, knowing he is gonna hear me. But he doesn't.

      The guy on the balcony is coming closer, with sinister smile on his face, scissors in his hand. Now I'm fighiting him, but I don't remember the fight. The fight is over, I have won. I'm tired and hurt, but I feel at peace and happy.

      DR 3
      I'm in a large house. There are a few walk in closets. Full of things. Clothes hanging neatly on hangers, other things. But mostly clothes. Someone is throwing some folded up pullovers to the top of the 2 story high closet, but it falls out the other door. My job is to organize it all. later in the day, someone comes back and I realize I got preocupied with other chores and didn't organize the closets. I know it's gonna be a monumental job.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. New York; jail; sport facility

      by
      gab
      , 08-30-2013 at 06:16 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Friday, 8/30/13

      Last night bed 9:15pm - 8:45am

      DR
      I'm visiting New York with a group of people. We are walking the streets and we sti on the steps to the park, under some trees. I'm asking them what they want to see. I have been to NY before, so I can take them to see the sites. I suggest we go and walk through Manhattan. I ask them if they wanna see the Statue of Liberty.

      DR
      I come to the large, indoor sports facility. There are some kids playing volleyball. I'm thinking of playing something too. They are not professionals, just kids from neighborhood playing. I'm thinking of signing up and joining bedminton club.

      As I keep walking to find adult players, I walk through something like a fair. There are clothes hanging and people milling around, buying and looking.

      DR
      Me, my dad, mom and brother going to visit my brother in jail. I'm very mad about it. Not sure about what I'm so angry about. We are taking him some food. Officer escorts us to his cell through long, winding corridors. We come to his cell, where he is together with others. I stand at the door, but then realize I'm not suppose to go inside. He will come out and we will all sit at the benches for visits.

      After we leave, me and my brother have to go back for something. I take my shoes off and then I have to walk without them. I shouldn't have taken them off.

      We were suppose to wait for the officer to escort us, but I think we can find his cell ourselves. We hop on a train, that goes around the facility (like trains at airports). We see from the train where to go and we hope train will go there. We get off and wanna take a different train. I fail to get on and a girlfriend I'm with I yeling at me through the glass where she will wait for me.

      ***
      Between my last DJ entry and now, I have had dreams every night. Didn't wanna write them down, coz they were not good.

      Something about my mom, then some huge worms in the yard...
      Tags: jail, new york, travel
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. blue ocean, NY

      by
      gab
      , 06-05-2013 at 04:15 PM (Turquoise Dreams)
      Wednesday, 6/5/13

      Last night bed 12am-7:30am

      DR: I'm swimming in a very shallow coastal waters, that are gorgeous tropical blue. There are some killer whale size fish swimming in circles. If we swim behind them, with our arm stretched out in just the right way, we suppose to be able to follow them easily, without much effort.

      Later I'm looking down at the shore from a small cliff. I'm asking a friend of mine, what she wants to do for the next week, because it turns out, we are here for one week vacation.

      She says "I wanna go in the water" which makes me happy, because secretly I wished she would say that. But she also wants to visit a large city that's nearby. Looks like it's New York. We also looking at the map, trying to remember which large city did we go through, so we can visit it too. Someone asks if we wanna go to maybe Budapest, or Kahira. I have a feeling we are in north of Poland, so both cities are just a short hop on the airplane. I decline Budapest, since we can get there anytime (here I correctly remember from WL where I live). So I pick Kahira.

      Next trip we are doing is NY. Waiting at the train station platform, trains pulls up, but in different direction and stops further to the left. We all start running, thinking it's our train, that later will turn around to go our direction.

      Two friends of mine are ahead of me and I lose track of them. I look for them in the windows, but don't see them. Loudspeaker says train will be moving soon, need to get on. So I open the door and some people fall out. Looks like it's packed fool. But as I get on, I see bunch of free space, even some empty seats. I start cursing at dumbass people blocking the entrance and not sitting down.

      I got on in the last wagon, so I can walk and sweep the train looking for my friends. There are some mean looking thugs at the passage door to the second wagon. Something happens and I open the door. I see the connection between two wagons and I walk into next wagon. As I make my way by bunch of people, I see a friend of mine looking backwads toward me calling my name. I see them and we are reunited. Then he tells me, we are going the wrong way. Will have to get off at next station and wait for our train.