I lived through a man who had only regrets. All through his life he wondered what could have been, complained about what he had been dealt. Every day began and ended with "I've put up with this for X years, If I didn't have to X then surely Y".
One day, his wife let him go away on a trip. To find himself. To try and realize some of those alternate timelines. On the way out of the city, he found a beautiful woman and gave her a ride. She knew nothing of him, until he answered the phone while 12 clicks out from the city zone. It was his wife. She needed the bicycle that was being dragge dby his car. He said I love you and turned around, driving back to her. The beautiful girl had an air of dissapointment, of her own "what if's" being dashed with every mile they approached the bridge to the city.
As he went over the bridge he said "I've biked this thing 12 miles back to her. 2 Months ago, I was relaxing peacefully, not a worry in the world. Now, what has happened." Suddenly his child appeared. "You say that for everything dad. What has happened?"
The man realized.
So here I am, hanging out at the T house with my buddies, when suddenly there are soldiers in the woods. They have machine guns. Thomas gives the word, and we all start making gun noises and firing back. It's working, it's stopping them. We take most of them down this way. Soon a pair of girls in this crowd just walk in. They aren't playing along and dying when we shoot them. I ask them to leave, but the taller of the two just shows herself in further. She starts asking questions. She wants to buy the place. I tell her the price and say it's not for sale. Conflicting actions, I know.
Then, the allied forces of the Persian empire come up the hill. They charge upon us, and we fend them off with our Jewish forces, the Hebrew cavalry. The king retreats and we capture his army. Looking out over the hill, I decide I will conquer all the earth with this stolen army.
I return to the T House to relax. Sitting next to the front wall, the glass slid open and a beautiful cold ocean breeze coming through, I am in perfect peace. Absolute comfort.
My brother got a ferrari. Red 308 fully restored. And he was so dumb that he managed to put the winter tarping for it underneath the roof and windshield joint so it was stuck on. But it doesn't end here.
After berating him for a while I headed to the roundhouse. The company was having some massive orientation bash for hundreds of new staff. I was talking to a group of new staff about it, and we started walking toward the area where everyone was. There was a decently cute girl with us who quietly says to me "We could go there, or we could go to 237... my room". She points up ahead at a door in the roundhouse. I slowly slink in there and look around. The decor is so nice I'm just admiring the place for a good minute. I realize she never came in here and I'm already in my boxers. For some reason I go outside first, then put my clothes on on the sidewalk. She comes out of the door next door and laughs then motions me in. I go in, and it's a massive empty room. Her friend is in here. They're both in a t shirt and thongs. I start walking with them deeper in the room and they get all suggestive with me, but I'm nervous. 2 girls? How can I satisfy them both?
I look down the room and realize there are old trains in here just floating. The room is 0 g. I immediately start flying around the room just inches above the ground, weaving around trains. The friend loses interest and ditches, and eventually the girl does too, seeing I'm way too into this flying shit to take care of them. I wake up.
The dream took place in a medium sized convention room. We were having the annual beer convention. Craft breweries from around the city were here, and I knew a few of the guys. One in particular was doing a big show at the end of his new brew, and kept giving me shoutouts, which was drawing a lot of attention from the crowd. I did not become lucid, just drunk.
I had a great few moments in there, all forgotten.
What a ride. I forgot most because of how fucked up the ending was. My parents were on vacation, and I was keeping the house. The back of the house was in an alleyway, and our neighbour across the alley was a great dude. I kept talking to him, helping him with chores and stuff. On the last day of my parent's vacation I was really busy and extremely flustered. I burned my dinner, left food outside (??) and fucked up remembering to grab my keys that the neighbor left for me in his back garden. When he came out to find me, he saw how stressed I was. He said it was fine I fucked up, and suddenly I was in the water. We lived near a small island, and he'd taken me here to swim in the waves and unwind. Two cute girls were in the water ahead of me, and I started facetiming my parents to talk to them about my day. They felt bad and said that they would be home soon. Dad said I should take the family credit card and go buy myself an expensive dinner to relax. I said sure, and on the way home to get it, my mind dropped.
My mom was in her pajamas on the back porch, checking the hot tub water. She wasn't really doing anything, just staring at it. I talked and she didn't respond. I facetime mom. She picks up. This mother creature stares long and intently, curious, at my mother's face on the phone. My parents exclaim shock and interest, like they're seeing a deer. I am seeing a demon 3 feet away from me. I scream and teleport onto the plane with my parents. The cute girls from the beach are sitting with us, and I nap on one of their shoulders.
I forgot most of the dream, but for one part. I look around, and I am in my childhood home. I am upstairs, and immediately instinct tells me to run to the attic. All is the same when I get there. The desk, the computer, the chair and floor mat, and most importantly, the smell. That same musky smell from all those years ago, still burned into my mind so that at any moment I now know I can return there in the dream world and simply be. What a comforting feeling. If a place can live on in such purity long after it is gone, it gives me hope that when the day comes and someone has passed in my life, they will still live on in me. Amen.
This was one of those dreams where a little bit of everything happened. In the beginning it was like a videogame, where I could occupy the bodies of these insane characters and fight my way through a wasteland. Eventually I was given massive recognition for my battles and Chris and I were given grants to complete our company. I then went to a party as the guest of honor, but some douchebag friend of Steve was the host and he started grilling me hard for wearing a suit to his party and just being an asshole in general. There were lots of cute girls there and I flashed eye contact with one girl on the stairs, but was too shaken from the grilling to do anything about it. When the party died down, a gorgeous blonde was left over. I felt exhausted but we ended up fooling around a bit in a room upstairs. In the morning, she was upset with me and left in a huff. I went downstairs and the owner of the place tried pinning me with hundreds of dollars on the water bill for taking a shower so I told him to fuck off and left.
This is where it got strange. I went to this massive meeting of business people in some kind of bleachers. The announcement was made that the successor of SW would be chosen, and cam and I had to fight to the death. This battle was gruesome. We slashed with swords, smashed with clubs and metal rebar, all with the investors just casually watching. I almost killed him, but then gave in to sadness and refused to finish it. Cam's girlfriend was Mila Kunis. She siad I did the right thing, then they all left to heal their wounds. I was alone again, so I went to the entrance of this building and sat down eating chocolates from the welcome bowl. I was sad and dirty and tired and wounded. I watched Mila comfort Cam and it was even worse.
As I was eating chocolate, I heard that warm voice from behind me.
There she was, looking so beautiful. She accused me of sitting there to intercept her, but soon realized I just had nowhere to go. She hugged me and kissed my cheek and said she would help me find meaning and purpos if I helped her and Cam get back to normal too. I happily agreed, intoxicated by her smell and softness.
Then I woke up.
This dream was extremely long and complicated. Like a feature film.
The gist of it however was that I went back to high school. It was a school for kids who would become elite professionals in sports or law or anything. There were some pretty girls but mostly the atmosphere was of little partying and lots of hard work. Eventually we ended up at a waterfall that was full of deadly reef plants. Everyone had to devise a way to swim through. I flew over.
The dream starts with an insanely present moment. I can't call it lucid because I didn't bother to check, it was so real. I'm hanging out with my parents in their bedroom, and some random super sexy girl who I'm somehow connected with through school is with us. She's lying on the bed and my parents are talking about how we need to get on a flight with some alumni and go visit a retreat, but I'm just resting my head on this girls boobs like a pillow and I'm at absolute 100% comfiness. I come into full presence and actively try to store the memory of how comfy I am without every wondering if it is supernatural. We get on the flight, and it ends up slowly crash landing in a town somewhere. In the town we all go and chill in a park while they fix the plane, and some methheads come attack us and we fend them off. I realize the plane will never leave in time, so I sprint across town to the only car2go left and snag it. As I get in, a girl gets in on the passenger side thinking it's hers. She's from my highschool and wearing a nuniform so I just pull seniority on her and take the car. I start ripping it full speed on the highway when I go off the road. When I swerve back on, I cut off a pickup truck that swerved and slammed into a family SUV killing everybody. I am totally freaked out by this so I floor it, but all the cars around me are waving at me to stay with the accident. Fuck that shit, I didn't touch anyone so I'm just booking it out of town. I never took the pedal off the floor after that until I got back to the city.
Similar to my last dream. Being shipped around to different places and attending small parties. At one point I met a girl who knew me and all my friends and was showing me images from our past that I had no memory of. At the very end the whole city came under attack, so I pulled out this crazy old mech that started as a hand held package then expanded out fast, got in and dropped bombs on all the shitty enemies while my friends laughed.
Long one. It began and ended on the same train. The thing was headed to my grandparents' place. The thing was an old steam locomotive and was leaving Tdot for the woods out east. After a bunch of stops I probably got there, but I forget most of it now.
Eventually I made it to a party. I was in a big house, and there were two girls there that knew Thomas Cole. One of them was super flirty and it seemed like we'd agreed to hook up. Right before the party, Claire showed up though, so we went into her room real fast and knocked one out. I tried applying the endurance stuff I'd learned yesterday and it helped, but it's hilarious I didn't reality check in such a strange and vivid ordeal. After that a big party showed up, and the other girl kept trying to find me to hook up but I wasn't really interested anymore and just wanted to party.
My brother and I had just been given quite the gift... we were to stay with a friend and a cousin at a cabin in the woods for the winder. The place was massive for a cabin, and seemed like one of those spots on earth that had been the centerpiece for good times since forever. Eventually some violent and over nostalgic russians came back that thought the same thing, and tried taking the place by force. They failed.
My friends and I simply robbed the same bank every day. It was owned by a very nice woman, who would never blame us for our actions. She called the police every time, but we would swiftly take out the cops and continue on with our robberies, making boatloads of cash. One time I tried to take a shit ton of cash for myself, but it was basically a solo robbery, and they got me. I had to leave town, never to return.
I swear I was driving half the time in this one. First time was when Chris and I hopped in a Car2go, except now they looked like Red EM Solo's. We ripped them and raced a lambo. Then I ripped another car with Simon and Amit. Then another with Simon and Chris. The ripping just never ended.