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Fragment upon waking: 3 groups. 3 circles. The letters 'NC.' Guys being chosen for something, maybe to fight.

I watched an older man, with shoulder length white hair and wearing a fedora, ride off on a sort of monorail. It looked like he was sitting on a bike that he didn’t have to pedal. He went off into a field. No trees. He was going to get off in the middle of a field and start a job. The sun was setting and my vantage point was from the ground. There were wild flowers.

I was starting job. I walked from the parking lot of a giant home supplies-type-store and inside me and two other females walked up to a cash register to check in. We were told to buy restroom passes. I also bought some cinnamon gum and some taffy candy. One of the girls behind the register suggested I buy a parking pass as well, so I did. She said it was lavender scented and I said that was great. A man next to me kept dropping change, he was with us. He looked like my old art prof.

There were 2 people from an old job I had in my department at this new job. One was my new manager, I liked her. It was time for us to order food, and she gave me her order to put in. When I picked it up at another area in the giant warehouse/store, it was one small bowl of cereal, and one large bowl of cereal. I realized I had made a mistake, and took it to her and told her I would order what she wanted and I would pay for it. She wanted one small bowl of cereal and a vegetable quiche with no onions. I went to a phone and began telling the person on the other line the order when I noticed there was an echo. I saw a woman in my department just about five feet from me answering my call and putting the order in a computer. This seemed inefficient, so I walked over to her to fish the order. Then I sat down, and I was holding a folded pair of khaki slacks. As I moved there was a message I was listening to, about how someone couldn’t wait to see me. The girl overheard, and she made a cute ‘aww’ noise. She asked who it was from. I said a boy I went to school with, someone Ive known since I was 10, and I really don’t know very well at all. I added if I lived near him I probably wouldn’t be that interested in him. I told them how when were were kids, I was a cheerleader and he was a football player. I told them that later I went through a weird phase though, and that we should all have to go through a weird phase. Get fat, wear glasses, stuff like that. It builds character. We all laughed.
I ordered my food finally— a veggie burger with chips. I was told that if I wanted to get chips that I needed to adopt a baby. I said ok. A few minutes later I wondered if I should have consulted my husband first, and wondered if I could change my mind but still get my food.
I went to get burger, they handed me a cooked patty, no bun, condiments or plate. I looked around for chips, couldn’t find them.

Thoughts:
I find it strange how often I dream of exes from my childhood to semi-recent past. I don’t understand why…the guy fro this dream I haven’t thought of in years. In waking life he was my first kiss, and it was terrible for me. I was twelve years old and I wasn’t mature enough, nor interested in him at all when this happened, and I had committed to going to an upcoming dance with him as well. I went to the dance, had a horrible time. In retrospect I was just too young and not really ready to have a boyfriend. I liked boys, but as soon as they showed interest in me I felt disgusted by them. I don’t think that ended until I was around 17. The new job aspect of this dream: I am looking for part time work, but not of this nature. Maybe part of me fears getting a job I will not like or that I will make mistakes at a new job.

Apt # 4 again. I arrived there after being away for a while and found a note from an unknown organization that OF [old friend that I’ve fallen out with] might show up soon. I felt slightly stressed. Went in and cleaned the place up. OF never arrived, but OR [old roommate] did with someone else [mysterious, no face], and OC [old coworker] did with someone else [mysterious, no face]. I felt a little excited to unpack and rearrange, and thought of looking at maps for small towns to move to next. I thought about how my mom had kept renting this apartment for me on the side, even though I hadn’t been living here.
I was at a bar and I held an almost finished glass of water. MB was next to me and grabbed my glass, and I told her it was just water, and that I had a sore throat. I told her I wasn’t drinking alcohol anymore. She laughed and drank the rest anyway, and said, ‘you did drink too much.’
I remember walking down a long desert road, the kind of desert road that is at the foothills of mountains, rolling hills, lush with cactus, and beautiful. I also drove on a beach, close to, but avoiding the waves as they crashed in. The beach was northern and mostly sparse, a few jutting rocks and a few people.
Going back to apt #4, 2 dogs are out on the sidewalk in front, a small one and a larger chocolate colored retriever. The retriever was kind of defensive at first, but I found a nearby toy and deflected his anxiety and he eventually relaxed. He ran inside when I opened the gate. Ex [KT] was in my apt with a dog when I walked up the the door. He was sitting on my couch watching a video I had paused earlier on my little TV. I was angry, asked him what he was doing here. He told me I had planned it and said it would be good for us. I told him we had to cancel, I wasn’t up for it. He left and I regretted not telling him that I want his key back.

Thoughts:
I’m back at this transitional apartment. Should I be afraid? Prepared for some kind of struggle? Am I just comparing my current conditions to this place? I felt more together in this dream, not so angry. I have decided to not drink for a while. Maybe that is what this is all about.

I was working on the layout of an old newspaper and the image of a man at a radio station talking into a mic appeared. He said he had been working at this station since 1865 under the title of ‘Father of the House.’ I remember thinking he didn’t look that old, maybe only 45.

I was working at the cafe, very busy section towards the front of the house.
Two women together ordered food, changed tables while waiting on food so I had trouble finding them at first. One of the women told me she hadn’t ordered this dish: it was a baking pan of 4 enchilada-shaped objects wrapped in what looked like blue plastic. It was called ‘the Four Plastics’ and I remembered her ordering it but I didn’t argue. She said she had ordered the ‘Rhubarb Salad. Lots of detailed activity happened that I don’t remember well now- fumbling with computer and ordering food, fumbling at cash register and fumbling getting people checks. I was at the cash register and I could see a girl in my section was out of water. I grabbed a pitcher and I walked over to her. She was a regular (dream- but she seemed to be a younger female version of a waking life regular I used to know) and she had a drink when I got to her table. She said it was an accident that she gestured towards me, that she had been doing some kind of experiment/magic. She was only 19, had long auburn hair, giant round glasses, and an awkward face. She was nice, but very strange. I felt bad for her, and wanted to find a way to help her grow into herself, specifically initially helping her to speak in a more eloquent manner. But I didn’t say anything. I listened to her tell me and some other people how she was tiring about going to a costume party, but that she would probably stay at home and dress up at her place alone. Maybe as a tomato? I can’t remember.
We had a new chef and a new [manager?] at the cafe. They were loyal to each other.

I had a small black puppy with me behind bar at one point. It was scrambling in my arms and ran around behind the bar and up to the top to greet some customers.

At one point there was an ex president visiting. He was of an asian background and he lived in this town that the cafe waist now that he was retired. His daughter worked at the cafe. They had been eating and listening to audiobooks that we rented out- a long series of perhaps 12 titles, all written on his receipt that he handed me at the cash register when he walked up. Initially he told me, ‘Don’t freak out…’ when he walked up. I told him I was remaining relaxed. One of the titles had the word phantom in it. I had trouble ringing them up but I did the best I could. A woman manger came up to me later and told me to organize them in a better way. I told her I wasn’t sure how- but she shoved the receipt into my chest and walked away.

I don’t remember it happening, but my husband had left me. I had moved on to an ex from long ago and he had left me as well. Then I had moved on to yet another ex, and we had been living in an old apartment similar to one we actually lived in in real life. We had issues and then we decided to stay together but get different apartments. I found one that was slightly cheaper at $640/month in the same complex. He eventually left me too. I remember feeling sad that everyone seemed to leave me, that something must be wrong with me.
I woke up (false) on my bed with my jeans and t-shirt on. I couldn’t recall going to bed, thought I must have bee really tired and just passed out when I came home from work. As I laid there, I looked up and could see a bunch of bikes hanging around me, and a bike part on my bed. Then I saw my mom through a window in my bedroom door. She came in and I told her that my ex had left me. I told her I already had my own place, and she seemed to be trying to help me plan my future, saying, ‘That’s not so bad…’ about the price of the apartment. I felt sad about living in this city again, didn’t want to be there. She was giving me $160 for my birthday. I told her I wanted a bike.

My apartment was a the foothills of some mountains. In the valley there was a large river. It was beautiful, though I didn’t acknowledge it in the dream. To the southwest , and n the opposite side of the river, was another range of mountains, and one structure in particular looked like a giant rock monster. I imagined him as a mythological being, that sometime woke up and ran through the valley, creating the river bed. He seemed slightly scary.


Thoughts:
I think I’m subconsciously afraid that I am not treating my husband well enough and fear him leaving me. I think this fear is valid but not really applicable, as we have great communication and things are good with us. I think this comes from general anxiety within my self about many things in my life. The cafe dreams are definitely a reoccurring theme, and I suppose I feel like I am struggling to keep up with things and making too many mistakes. Again I think it comes from a general anxiety, maybe specifically over my career.

I was on my way to the airport to pick up some cousins(?) coming from both KY and Germany. A woman I work with was also arriving there and was there to work with us. I was ready to go back to the car but she said they were going to stay at the airport and work for about 9 more hours. I left without them, not feeling rude or worried at all about how they would get to my place.
Eventually we were all back at my place (dream, never been there before) and working on something around a coffee table. Tan carpet. Bland furniture.
Then I was living (or my parents were living here) in a giant, beautiful house with a large backyard and a pool that I have dreamt about before.
There seemed to be a kind of party going on, it was perpetually evening with lowlight but not nighttime. An old friend was there, other forgotten people, and several exes. Each ex showed up by themselves and claimed to still have feelings for me. I didn’t think it was a good idea to revisit any of these relationships, but I did tell one that we could just maybe hang out as friends for a while and see how things went.
In the pool and I saw a crow underwater, like it had drowned. It seemed to be stuck against the side of the pool about 3 feet below the surface. I felt sorry for it but did not think about it for long. I saw my old friend goober and attempt to grab it but she couldn’t reach it for some reason. Eventually one of my oldest exes swam over and without a word managed to get it and put it on the side of the pool. I looked it the crow, sopping wet, and felt sad again and that twinge of whatever that feeling is when your around something that is dead.
Then the crow started to move! It slowly sat upright and seemed to be practicing opening and closing it’s beak. I exclaimed to my ex: It was DEAD!!! It is coming back to LIFE! (Good chance to become lucid here, but alas) I moved towards the crow and it looked my way, but in the way that a blind person does, like the crows eyes weren’t working very well yet.

I walked around the pool and patio and collected clothes. Actually just several pairs of my pants, all drenched and muddy from apparently being rained on? Not the kind of wetness that comes from pool splashing. Next to one pair of pants were two black runes with white markings on them. I also picked up a tweed tote bag, still with a tag on it.

Two different people at this gathering had journals that used to being to Obama— one was like a brainstorming journal with sketches and notes and the other was more planned and put together.

I was in a small circular room, and my perspective was from the ceiling near a wall. I seemed to be floating without a body. I watched a woman do weird hand tricks with snakes. All I could see was her arm (not sure how, I know there was a small audience in the room too) The snakes ranged from normal size to giant, perhaps the girth of a couch. the biggest snake was yellow. The woman’s hand made odd formations and touched the snakes periodically on the heeds, which transfixed them, and kept them from biting her. She almost got bit once, but managed to pull off some amazing stunt with her hand and the snakes left the room one by one.

Thoughts:
Different kind of ex dream here. The perpetual evening of this dream gave it a particularly surreal vibe. The backyard and pool were comforting, the kind of feeling I’ve had when vacationing at really nice homes. Safe, warm. I’m not rue what the crow means. Crows in waking life are important to me, so it isn’t unusual for me to dream about them, but these circumstances feel a little symbolic, but Im not sure of what.
I’ve had dreams of large snakes before, several times in fact, but this one felt almost shamanic.
The Obama reference, just weird!

Waiting tables, in the weeds. I had to take ashtrays to outside tables to switch out
and I put a bunch of tiny (dirty) ashtrays in my mouth so I could have room to hold other things in my hands. Realized this was gross and removed them, but I think a customer or two saw me.

With an ex (EB) and I was miserable, told him that he needed to move out and he said he wouldn’t but I was determined to get away from him.

Then the situation became a girl that wanted to blackmail me, and she wouldn’t leave unless I gave her money. I can’t remember what she thought she had on me. I kept telling her to move back home, which I think was Florida.

I had a different partner, and even though we were on the verge of ending things, his mother was trying to help me make the girl leave. I was thinking about moving, maybe we were ending things because of this. I remember looking at a map of his mom’s house, the key had the textures of the floors of each room.

Partner and I discussed him throwing a bday party for me, to let friends now I wouldn’t be around for a while. He decided to buy them all tickets to a concert instead of a party. I thought this was weird. (But I guess it’s weird that he would be throwing a party for me that I wouldn’t even be attending.)

Thoughts:
I hate these old ex dreams.

Bedtime:
11:00pm
WBTB:
3:30am
Wakeup:
8:00am

The first dream I remember I had before my WBTB alarm. I woke up because I was scared.

Dream 1 (fragment)
My roommate and I were running down a boardwalk somewhere in the night. I don't remember if we were running to something, or from something. We approached what looked like a long, huge, thick snake on the boardwalk and we stopped, but when I looked closer, I realized it was just a large hose, like something a fireman would use. We kept running, after a while, we approached what was unmistakably a large, dinosaur like lizard on the boardwalk. It was facing away, and I was hoping if I looked closer, it would turn out to be something else, but as I leaned in, it turned its scary face to me and lunged in, opening it's huge mouth to attack.

I woke up like how you do from a nightmare, where you sit straight up in bed. I wrote down the tags and went back to sleep.

My WBTB alarm went off, I sat up and rubbed my eyes, said to myself "Ok, this is it, I'm going to WILD, my mind is ready!" but again, I attempted to WILD for maybe 45 minutes before I gave up. Nothing was happening, I tried several different positions, but it wasn't working. Eventually I fell back asleep. I did manage to have 2 to 3 more dreams. When I woke up I didn't remember any of them, but I turned over, and they all came flooding back to me, so I wrote them all down.

Dream 2
I am at a group interview with about 10 people. I remember the interviewers (who were several teachers from my beauty school) saying the interviewees were all from my high school and the high school in the town next to us (this is all strange because I graduated HS 5 years ago, but I didn't question it). We were all asking the teachers questions, which was apparently how this whole thing was supposed to go. I was asking a lot of questions and thought I was doing pretty well for myself. I remember they were going to let us go on break, and I raised my hand for one more question, "What are we going to do now that Aveda is discontinuing the Toning Mist? I need to use that after my cleanser so that any residual cleanser gets neutralized, otherwise my sensitive skin might have a reaction." This is a real "issue" happening at the salon I work in IRL, but in this context seems very strange to ask them. Everyone seemed very impressed with my question, however, and they told me to use tinted moisturizer. They gave me some and i rubbed it all over my hands (?) then I asked if I could use the bathroom. The women room was right around the corner, but I was trying to find the mens room, walking through different doorways and hallways. I ended up in an area with all clear glass or plastic walls, very confused. So I found a stairwell and went down. I found myself in a locker room, and there was a man there who looked suspicious of me. I asked him where the bathroom was and he gestured to no particular direction. Eventually I found the bathroom and used it. I remember feeling really horny in there and made a note to myself that I should come back here after the interview (lol wtf), then i made my way back upstairs.

Dream 3
I was hosting a gameshow in a library. There were entire families participating, and they were there on vacation. I don't remember what we were all doing, but everyone seemed to be having a good time. At the very end, this guy who I went on a few dates with IRL showed up and we sat a table, he poured himself a glass of juice and added a shot of whiskey to it, but didn't pour anything for me. I remember as he turned to grab the whisky, applesauce started coming out of my mouth, but I immediately realized I wasn't supposed to let that happen to I sucked it back in. The crowd saw it and gasped, but the guy didn't see. Then he drank his drink and the show was over.

After the show, my roommate and 8th grade girlfriend were there helping me clean up. I remember saying I missed spending time downtown, and I never got to do that anymore. Then I started catching up with the girlfriend, who I haven't spoken to IRL since we graduated. I told her I quit smoking weed, and she told me she gets high before dinner in hopes that she can get drunk during dinner. I accepted that as a good response and we parted ways. I remember gathering all my things and walking to the El with my roommate. I had so many bags and they were all this vivid deep blue color, one of my favorite colors. The el was also decorated in this color. I remember as I gathered my bags I thought I looked crazy, like I just had this feeling I was turning into a crazy old person. We walked down this long winding ramp lined with blue that matched my whole outfit and bags, toward this rather large hill.

This is where I'm unsure whether the same dream continues or a different dream.

We're on a train toward the hill, but now I know we're in Ireland. Also, I'm not with my roommate anymore, I'm with someone else but I can't remember who. Once we get to the hill, I'm searching for someone with blue hair named Odin. I can't find him, though in my dream "memory" I know I had seen him there earlier that summer. I remember seeing little people walking around in the crowd. Not leprechauns, but actual little people. They were older and dressed very nicely, in silver and blue suits with top hats.

29.09.2014

Fragments related to girls and exes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- Someone was at home doing a contest from a newspaper and it seems that is was a very hard challenge.
- Young with a girlfriend.
- She saw a CV and asked him out.
- I was there and I was like "what the heck?"
- Someone almost broke up with her. She was confused.
- There were other exes and wanted to break up with them all.
- She said she loved me.
- She turned into a brunette five year old with a red dress







- I said I could consider if she was grown up, and asked for the grown adult version of her.
-She rushed to the toilet.
Had two FAs and turned lucid on both of them but both dreamlets flashed through me until I woke up for real.

What I can remember of the dream starts off with me talking to my boyfriend. We're in our apartment and we're talking about moving somewhere together, but I tell him that I have a job that I have to go do first. I have to go to a different city and investigate some strange disappearances where none of the locals can figure out what's happening. I walk over to my laptop at this point to check my email, as I at some point earlier had emailed the mayor of the city I was checking out to try to make accommodations for living arrangements. I noticed the mayor had messaged back and I was stressed out to realize that it was my ex, and the message he wrote was this:

Hello [Name],

You know you're always welcome here. I have made arrangements for you to stay in the best place I could grab for your temporary visit. You know I look forward to seeing you.

It made me a little antsy and my boyfriend even more so in my dream, but I told him that he knew I had work to do, so go I must. There's a brief period where I'm packing up my things, and then the dream skips.

It now goes to my ex and some other man at the city. It almost seems like old-timey western, but with a high flair of Victorian steampunk. The second guy present is rather lanky and tall, and everything about him is dark. He's dressed in all black and with a bearded face, dark hair, and the only thing bright about him are his green eyes. It's night outside, and him and my ex are standing just outside a fenced area and just inside is a baby elephant. It's walking around inside as the two men talk. They discuss my coming to town, and the stranger looks very happy while my ex does not.

"You don't have to do this," my ex says as he watches the little elephant graze around inside the fences. The other man just laughs and keeps his gaze ahead as well, "Except I do have to, she stands in the way of my future plans." Not long after the man speaks, a small area of earth crumbles in on itself just behind the elephant's back feet, and it cries out as part of it slides in. It recoveries briefly and prepares to pull itself out, but it cries out again as something seems to grab onto it and drag it inside the hole. The cries of terror quickly die out and are instead replaced with low squelches and gurgles. The two of them stand there a little longer after the sounds die out before the stranger says, "And this will help me take care of the problem."

It then goes to me once more, perhaps the next night, getting settled in my temporary place in my pajamas, and for some reason I have brought my dog Chad with me. I am putting away some of my stuff when I find a note in one of the drawers in the bedroom. It's from my ex, and it's warning me that someone is trying to kill me and that I should check for something I didn't pack and hide soon. I don't see anything unusual in my bags, so I go looking through drawers until I find what seems like a large slab of raw meat, and it completely reeks. Who knew how long it had been in there! I was going to simply remove it and disregard the message when I heard and felt a low rumbling in the floor near me. Extremely frightened, I grab my dog by the collar and run to the bathroom that's interconnected to my bedroom. I shut the door quickly and sit on the floor with my pet, my arms wrapped around him and my heart beating through my chest.

The loud crack of large wood splitting comes from the room and I wake up just as I actually see the shadow of some large creature from the crack underneath the door.

Amount of time slept: 2 hours

I'm riding in a car, and J is in the back seat with some girl who's supposed to be her daughter...J has a mustache, and I'm like "wow I'm glad I'm not with her now, she has really fallen off" to myself. Her kid looks to be about 6 or 7 and she's talking really dirty....about "sucking cock" or something. And I'm just like WHUCK!?

So the dream ends, and I'm in ISP...I don't even think about moving...totally gonna be a DEILD right? No....freak HI gets silly. Not the demon succubi silly, but the "my dads new GF comes into the room and sits on the bed. I can feel the bed slump down, and hear ha conversation with her daughter. What the fuck are they doing here!? I break it only to find out, I was just hearing things.

I'm on a vacation, and there seems to be one of those functions going on where they try to make all the guests mingle and not feel so awkward...but it's a whole nother level. Girls are laying on the ground and we have to lay on top of them and dry hump them to the style o music that was playing. The MC chose whoever we would be paired up with, and I happened to get R (what a small dream world).

They were playing merengue music and I had to do the samba lying on top of her. It was so weird and arousing at the same time. We were both about to explode at the same time but the game ended.


There's this crazy battle going on. It looks like I'm at some ancient Myan ruins. Hundreds of people are here and it seems I'm one of the last people "still alive". The other people who are already "dead" can't do anything other than stand in place.

There was one guy left...I guessed he was a god because he had his own team following him. I'm not sure how the exact combat system worked, but I know we were using magic. I hid in the crowds and picked parts of his team off one by one while making escapes, and finally I took out five of them. The problem was, I was exposed and he knew exactly where I was. I ran up a packed set of stairs while pushing people out of the way but he managed to catch up to me and get me in a hold. He awkwardly started singing "can you feel the love tonight", and I broke the hell out of it turned around and zapped him wih every thing I had. I'm still not sure if this was a game or life and death.

S's mom is in the living room, and she's telling me that I have to take her younger sister to some place. I can't help but notice how her mom looks like a future S....instead of what she looks like. I think I'm already ready, and C is in the back room, changing. She calls me back and asks me to button her up. I head back there and she doesn't even have the dress all the way on. The medical part in me doesn't care, but I still look away. Other people are in there and she tells them to leave. I locked the door, and saw that she actually had it on. I got behind her and started lacing these complex hooks. It took me a while to figure it out but I finally did. We started talking for a while, and I couldn't help but mention S. We were just talking about how things seemed on her end, versus what happened to me. I think she she was saying she knew it wasn't going to work out due to the fact that there was a lot of distance between her.

i just remember having a dream about Tiffany and Diana.....the first and next to last girl i've been with. I think tiff and I were just going over the good old days and playing with each other. Diana on the other hand was out for sex....but something was stopping it. I think it was me.