Just Another Dream Journal

No dreams the last 2 days. Hardly any proper sleep.
Fitbit Monday: 4:02AM-1:40PM 14 times restless for 2 hrs 27 minutes. 7hrs 11 minutes sleep all in all.
Tuesday: 6:06AM- 12:32PM 13 times restless for 2 hours 47 minutes. 3 hrs 39 minutes worth of sleep.

I even laid down last night at 11:30. I gave up on sleep by 1AM. Had a massive headache and couldn't fall asleep until after sun up.
I'm dizzy-ish today. My ears keep closing. Don't know if it's allergies or lack of sleep though.
Back still hurts

Another crappy recall night. I wasn't feeling well, so I went to sleep at 9PM and woke at midnight lol. Then I crashed again 6:43AM and woke at noon... but it was too cold to get out of bed so I slept for another hour.
Then I talked to hubby and lost the dreams I had managed to hold on to.
Except one. I dreamed I had a baby girl but I forgot about her for 4 days and she was in the car. I was terrified that she was dead, but when I opened the door, she had the sleepiest, sweetest, happiest smile.
My ex-hubby was the father and I was living with my grams. That's it.

I know I also dreamed of food and clones (thanks to binging Orphan Black) and cats, but I've lost the specifics.

Fitbit info: 6:43AM- 12:01PM (it never gets my wake up right). 5 times restless for total of 1hour 16 minutes. Sleep equivalence of 4 hours 2 minutes.
I kept waking in pain. My shoulder was subluxing as was a hip. My nose stopped up every time I laid down. Perhaps it's time to start considering a real bed. I started sleeping on a desk because it was the only thing that kept my back from hurting. Now my back is starting to hurt all the time but so is everything else lol

I actually took an entire Cyproheptadine last night so I COULD sleep. Hubby didn't want me up early, the kids had nothing for me to do, so I was going to sleep and attempt the ToTM.
I failed miserably lol. I barely recall any dreams at all thanks to my bird squawking me awake and my dog pacing outside my door.
I remember a stress dream about my daughter Destinee. She had a job somewhere but was bugging out early because the place was under repairs. I told her to get permission first and we argued. I then lectured and ranted about responsibility and not blowing the chance.
Food was part of that dream too. I was going through the drive-through but I angled the car wrong. I still got the order (which I don't recall). I worried about not having enough money. Paula added a diet soda and plain tea and I worried about going over budget.

And now I just got off the phone with hubby so my recall has even further deteriorated.
I had my standard zombie and base building dream. The horde was attacking early and I wasn't prepared. I wanted to take a wrench to the AC unit outside before they destroyed it. Lumberjacks came up from the lower floor and almost killed me but I escaped out the window and up a hill. Then a pack of dogs attacked and almost killed me. And just like the video game, I took time to skin them even though the horde was feet away

Okay... my Fitbit info:
I turned on sleeping at 3:17AM. I woke up at 2:32PM I was restless 14 times for a total of 1 hour and 45 minutes so I got the equivalent of 9 1/2 hours worth of sleep.

I decided not to try the task again because I was supposed to wake up at 10AM to take my daughter-in-law to the Dr. I slept through the alarm and didn't get up until 1Pm
I slept rough again. According to my Fitbit, I started sleeping at 3:20AM (that's when I told it I was going to sleep). I was "restless" 10 times for a total of 2 hours and 29 minutes. I only got the equivalence of 7hours and 11 minutes worth of sleep. Which is better than the last couple days of 3 and 4 and a half hours.

ANYHOW.... I only recall snippets of dreams: clones, zombies, base building, fighting with my kids about something. Dreams come back to me at weird times, so if I get anything more later today, I'll add it.

I had a bunch of humdrum dreams last night. I told myself I wasn't even going to attempt the ToTM because I didn't get to sleep until 6AM and I had to be awake by noon. LD disrupts my sleep way too much so I've not even bothered trying for years.

The only dream that stands out from last night was yelling at my husband. We were in a hotel room with an adjoining room that some other family was using. A little kid was being extremely disruptive. He was banging on the walls and floor, screaming, crying etc. Hubby had enough. He stormed into the room and I could hear him whooping the kids butt. When hubby returned, I laid into him saying he assaulted someone's kid and it wasn't his place to lay a hand on the boy no matter how bad the boy was. I was furious.

And then I practically jumped out of bed because I thought it was 5:30PM It was only 1:30. I still slept through my alarm but not by too much

I also had my standard zombie and base buildings dreams (inspired by 7 Days 2 Die which I play wayyy too friggin much).

My dreams have been all over the place for some time now. Last night was no exception.
I dreamed I had a dead mouse lodged in my mouth and throat. I pulled it out by the tail.... that I had some sort of worm in a wound (a repeat the last three days)... that a very small (4years?) girl was walking down the middle of an extremely busy interstate. In that dream, I was freaking out. I was crying and desperately looking for a place to pull over. My passengers didn't see her and thought I was going crazy and kept asking me what was going on. Finally, a man saw her and snatched her to safety. I yelled "thank you" but he couldn't hear me over the roar of the traffic.

Another dream was a time-shifter that I couldn't even begin to remotely recall. It was one of the first dreams of my very restless night and the most detailed... but also the most forgotten.
I was friends with or part of some family. We were very happy but lived secret lives in fear of something. I was somehow sent back in time and saw to the death of one of the main family members. I received a message from him at some point, explaining it had to be done to save humanity. I REALLY wish I could remember more than the highlights.

In another dream, I was with just 2 others, on a spaceship about to colonize another planet. I door couldn't close properly toward the end of our journey and we feared it would come open and kill us.

Oh yeah... I also dreamed I was friends with my pdoc. He rearranged his office and we were just chilling, watching a movie or something I almost forgot about that one.

This was a very intense dream.
I only wish I could remember enough of it .
This was like a time-loop dream where, when I don't like the outcome, the dream sort of rewinds so I can change it. Non-lucid.
I also DC hopped throughout the dream, taking in the perspective of almost everyone.

My main DC was investigating the disappearance of many people. She dyed her hair blue to follow a clue. She went to a warehouse and a woman greeted her and told her she shouldn't be wearing the lipstick shade she had on. But she was welcomed because she passed the test in finding them. These were all people who felt out of time and instead of just going with the flow of time, they interrupted the outcome by leaving it for solitude.
Then I DC hopped into a family fighting, then back to my main where it was revealed she had lived 3 centuries but along different time-lines.

A boy was brought out- her baby brother, I think. He looked translucent like a ghost. Another flesh-and-blood boy was placed beside him. They had life meters in front of them. A man appeared to show her the extent of her actions in messing with time. The more her brothers meter filled, the more the meter of the other little boy depleted. Everyone was wailing.
Something happened to disrupt the process. Both boys were in a sort of limbo.
My main DC walked past a couple who pleaded with her: "Please don't take our son from us. This was supposed to be his time."

I hopped back into the fighting family- the grandmother, as she was stabbed by someone. I saw life fade through her eyes.

Then the dog woke me up

Ugh. Why am I awake? I fell asleep at 1:30 and woke at 3:30. Then again, I DID get 11 1/2 hours of sleep

I dreamed some guy went insane and was sawing off peoples head (thanks to seeing a CNN headline of ISIS beheading Christians). He had a small, dull blade and I felt so sorry for his victims suffering. He was collecting heads to throw at someone.
Then I was on a space ship, in a library and talking about God and religion with the aliens (who looked human). We toured the ship and I saw the planet we were flying over and the water we flew through. It was very impressive.
The dream was much more involved... a sort of gateway opening that sucked someone through to right some wrong on another world. There was also a tiny man (think Thumblina-sp) being nursed back to health. There was another war between houses, which seems to be a common theme for me after watching Jupiter Ascending. But I lost most of the details of the dream.

Then I was being attacked by hordes of something like various toys. I was shooting them off with water lol

I don't think I've ever had such disjointed dreams before.

I was a guy, flying over a town. Two families were about to clash. Pet dogs were trying to drag the kids from one family away. They didn't understand what was going on. They didn't know they were about to be ambushed and they kicked at and yelled at the dogs. I felt sad for the animals. They were being loyal, but their humans didn't understand.

Then I was flying through a store. I slid into an off-limits room and became trapped. A bunch of people ran to help me, but the doors slammed and I was trapped just as an explosion occurred. They wept on the other side. I should have been dead, but I came out with a lightning bolt burned onto my wrist.
I then took off flying again, wanting to learn what I could do. I could fly at great speeds and my skin seemed to shed as some sort of protective mechanism. It was pitch dark though and I couldn't see where I was going. I kept trying to figure out how to activate my night vision then thought about how lame it would be if I didn't have any

Then I was in space and a narrator said something along the lines, 'And this is how a hero became a destroyer of worlds.' I landed on a tiny planet, only I looked like some sort of rock golem/sloth creature. I landed with such force that the planet broke into pieces and I fell through space until I hit another planet... and killed it also.

Then I was back on earth, flying through a different store and I couldn't find my daughter, Destinee. She was about 4-6 years old and I was freaking out. She was playing inside a pyramid of boxes and cans. Then I showed Zee a magic trick. She was about 3 and very impatient. I showed her my iPad and told her to push a couple buttons. A bag of chips then came out from the bottom of the iPad
I saw a woman crying and I tried to comfort her. She was from a different town and was stranded during some tragedy. Her family was with her but they seemed at a loss as to how to help her.
Then the store owner wanted me to try to figure out what was wrong with a wall very high up and close to the ceiling. There was a letter shoved in a crack from 1825.

I then found myself in yet another store. I had shopped and was trying to leave but couldn't find the exit. I also couldn't find Paula and Ray. I called out for him and a store owner asked what I was doing there- that the store was closed and I was trespassing... I saw Paula from the corner of my eye. She looked scared and was hiding behind a box. I finally meet up with her and she asked if I could keep it down because she has a criminal record [not really] and she didn't want to get in trouble.
I found Ray in the car, hiding from some girl who liked him. Then he disappeared and I ended up back in the store where I found Cho (from Grimm) convulsing and crapping his pants. I helped him to the car but I didn't pay for new purchases and tried to hide them before others came. Ray was nowhere to be found again, and then I started vomiting poop.

I woke after just 3 hours of sleep with severe reflux lol

I only got around 4 hours of sleep last night, but the dreams were amazing.
I was Miksa, from Helix, standing at the edge of a floating island. There were people around me. We argued about an affair and a safe house, betrayal and the likes, then I jumped off the edge. I was falling quickly, looking at the roots pass me by. Survival instinct kicked in and I tried grabbing the roots but I couldn't hold on to one of them.
My fall started slowing, though, and I reached some ground safely. I was amazed at how warm it was down there (the surface was snowy).

I wanted to share my discovery but realized others had been down there at some point in history. There were iron and stone stoves- sort of like you'd see in Dwarves residences. It was a beautiful, primitive and secret place. The world though we floated over nothing, but there was more to our island home.
I climbed back up the roots and looked for my friends. They were gone. I looked for their cars, but those were gone too. There were roots growing upward from the edge and now I had to see where those led. I took off my shoes because IRL, I climb by sort of splaying my toes and "walking" the object.

Before I could start climbing, though I saw one of my friends "Peter" (who was actually "Auggie" from Covert Affairs). For some reason, I was naked and no longer Miksa but myself. He was in a state of shock and denial, saying over and over again that I wasn't real. I took his hands and placed them against my stomach to feel the warmth.

That's when I woke up.

Before then, I had disturbing dreams about pets eating other pets. Cats eating kittens? All I recall is the smaller animals were in agony. One of them had been scalped. Others were missing limbs. The bigger animals were starving, for some reason. Instead of letting the smaller ones deaths and suffering be in vain, I fed them to the larger ones. A few babies had hidden and were healthy. I spent the rest of the dream trying to hide them from the predators.

In yet another dream, I was having trouble with the RV and then driving somewhere and getting lost. HA! I remember being in a smaller car with a ginormous alligator in the road. He was causing accidents and tried swiping me.

I also barely recall, sneaking into a house by shimmying the water drain onto a sort of balcony. I used to do that IRL (but onto a ledge of our military house when I was about 7 years old).

I made a deal with myself decades ago to never dream in obscure symbolism. I just don't get it. I love deciphering my dreams, so I told my subconscious to speak to me in a language I'd understand
In one of my early dreams this morning, I dreamed I was at a gas station gas pump, inside my car. I was pooping and trying to wipe discretely. No idea what happened to the poop, but I was also trying to hide the toilet paper.
My psychologist [p-doc] pulled into the pump beside me. He was a passenger with 3 other guys (who looked more Hispanic than the Egyptian they were supposed to be). I was trying to hide from him and avoided looking at him.

Then the driver came over. He noted a slight smell lol but then asked how much it took to fill my tank. Around $42. He paid for $20. but then told me to hold onto $25. and think of him and the kindness he showed me and that it would be our secret. (not in a pervy way but sort of like a secret Santa or something)
As he drove off it occurred to me that it was hush money. I saw something I wasn't supposed to.

OKAY... I get that feces are unclean. My p-doc represents my subconscious. I was hiding something gross so ... ??? I feel like there's something unclean about myself that I hide from others?
The Hispanic bit was slightly racist. 1) I simply haven't been exposed to enough Egyptians to dream about their features. Same could be said for Hispanics. But they were piled into a car like you see on TV when they're trying to find odd jobs I watched a bunch of New Girl episodes and one of the main characters is racist. Maybe it's a hold over from that.

But what about the rest of the dream.... aha! I told my son yesterday that he has to cancel counseling this week. He asked why, because I'm not leaving until Thursday. I told him, if he wants to eat, he needs to cancel. It costs $20. to fill my tank (the minimum for the trip) and $20-$25. for the Counselor. They'll have less than $100. to eat on for a week. If he went to counseling, they'd have less than $50.

Now I'm bored of this Time for breakfast.

Maybe it was because of the lead story on CNN yesterday about the guy who was beheaded by ISIS... I just did think of that lol

I dreamed of my daughters girlfriend, Paula. She was going through pain and troubles so I tried to put her out of her misery with a mercy kill. Paula didn't look anything like she does in real life.
I cut through most of her neck, but her spinal cord was very difficult. I had to saw through it with the knife.
And, in typical dream fashion, her head stayed in place She then fell to the ground, having seizures and I was extremely upset because I caused her even more pain and suffering.
She finally died. I was going to hide her with the rest of the bodies from previous dreams (in other dreams, I have bodies hidden under houses and in weird places and even though I don't dream of killing them, I know I did and I'm terrified about them being discovered).

I couldn't find any of the other bodies so I was starting to freak out because I had no idea where or when they would turn up and I didn't know what to do with Paula. I had a place I was digging out, made of red clay (a Minecraft and Junk Jack shout-out), but it was surrounded by people and I couldn't get near it.
Then Paula became the size of a 6 year old and I carried her all over the place, trying to find a place to bury her. I flew at one point, to hide the fact I carried a corpse, but it was a very short flight.

That's it.

There were other dreams I was going to record, but I've forgotten them

In one, I found the body of a childhood friend hanged in a room of my parents house. He killed himself because he discovered that the world was going to end violently and painfully one day at 8:00. I spent the rest of that dream investigating what he had learned. It seems "witches" were to wake up within people and they'd emerge hungry. I went into the secret basement I often dream about. But it was a different one than usual. There were gears under the ground in this one. If I stopped the gears, I'd stop the madness. But just as I discovered them, they kicked on, and with it a furnace and the door was sealed behind me. I was trapped to slowly burn or starve to death. I thought my friend had the right idea and wondered how I could myself.

I woke from that dream and had another with a similar theme. I don't remember it as vividly, other than silence descending on the world as I saw a wave of energy roll over the surface of land masses and kill everything in its path. It wasn't violent though. It was almost beautiful. It was a silence.
But then the dream changed and I was in a plane, trying to blow out the back (where the propeller was lol) so I'd be sucked into the sky. Just as I finished disassembling everything, the plane landed and I quickly covered my tracks so I could try again on the way back home.
At some point, 3 dogs were called by the owner (once on the ground somewhere) so I could take them with me. Being sucked out of the plane would somehow save us from something. I told the guy I wouldn't have time to go into the cargo hold to find them, but he said now-a-days he can just buy tickets for them and they could ride beside him (they were large dogs)

At some other point, I wrote a letter to God. It was a group letter from a lot of different people. I don't remember what I wrote.

What a bunch of weird dreams.

In the first memorable dream, I saw great crowds of people. It was as if a combination of the Purge (viking men) and World War Z (women). The 2 sides were fiercely fighting it out, moving like rivers of people up and down a mountain side and throughout the country.
Then the view focuses on a group of 3-4 people. I'm one of the men. We're barricading ourselves under ground until the 2 factions kill each other off. My friend goes to close the hatch when I see a small crack in the wall. Then I see hands as a Viking pulls the whole open enough to step inside (from outside ) We're having a standoff when he finally tells me he wants my son because he rapped the Viking's daughter. I tell him that's not possible but- turns out (after much posturing and threats with his poisoned blade)- it did happen.

Then the dream changes and I'm me and it's the police or probation coming to take my eldest son away. He and a friend raped a 13 year old girl. I denied it at first, then my son admitted and I smacked him over the head, called him an idiot and a disgrace and told the law people to do what they must. I was still concerned about my son though and talked at length with the law people.
Can't remember if that dream developed any further.

But I woke up and wondered if I should tell my son the dream... then really woke up, rolled over, and fell back to sleep.

Then I was having a flying dream. I ended up in a building where I made off with a cherry pie. There was a military function going on that I didn't know about and someone offered it, thinking I was a guest. I was still flying and making a general fool of myself as I tried avoiding the strange overhead lights. Then I saw my dad. I merely nodded at him then hurried outside.

I woke and told my mom of the silly dream. She took my phone to call my dad and tell him... only to find out he had died.
I went back to my room and Miley was in front of my computer even though I had just left the room, so I yelled at her. When she stormed out of my room, my mom yelled at her about some mess that Miley denied making (but everyone knew she had). I was still wondering if I should tell my eldest my dream of him, but a weird noise kept distracting me.

It was my dog, vigorously shaking her head and I finally woke for real. At least I think I'm awake But it's too early for me to be up, so I'm going back to bed...

If I've not forgotten it all...
I slept from 5AM-noon then went back to sleep from 1:30-5PM. It was the last bit of sleep that resulted in so many awesome dreams.

In one, I was drawing and painting pictures. One of them was of a kid and I used a lot of light golds and browns. The face seemed to move because of my use of shadows.

In another dream, I saw a statue. It was some sort of riddle and as I studied it, the hands holding the sword at his back broke off which revealed a dagger. The assassin then came to life and went into a home. I heard a baby crying and I went inside to plead for the infants life. But I had to open a package holding a hatchet first and it was giving me problems.
There were 3 women in the home with him. He was standing over the baby and I ordered him away. One of the women said that's not how they operate; that the baby was safe. They then went to several women sleeping in the room and killed them. I was supposed to help them kill the family, but I couldn't.
It was a very strange, bloody dream.

In another dream, I was in Puerto Rico. I was going to build a home far above the trees and ocean. It was to be some sort of suspension home with a bamboo roof that trapped rain water to be used inside the home. I was flying in that dream, looking for the perfect spot.

There were so many other dreams, but I've forgotten them. One was like Minecraft, another was my usual god-mode dream (creating empires on a vast map)... ah yes, one was of filling my car with gas at the stick shift lol and worrying I broke my car (which is NOT a stick shift )

I woke because I felt a drop of water fall on my back. Of course, there was no water, however

That's it.