humanchaos
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woke up a little before 4 a.m.

i was being affectionate with a korean man (nam joo hyuk, i think?) rubbing my face against his, as well as kissing him. he wore a fur-lined jacket and had facial hair that tickled my skin; i even thought of it as whisker-like. i pulled him into my bed to sleep, but he was restless and shifted a lot to get comfortable. he used my stomach as a pillow at one point.

My dream starts out with me as a mermaid (?) urgently swimming away from captors on boats. My hands have been cut off in torture sessions; leaving only stumps in their place. But even with this obvious handicap, I am moving at an amazing speed. My captors have no gender to identify and they dressed their faces with black cloth, leaving only their glowing yellow eyes to peer out. I had no doubt that those eyes had the ability to see through the deep, dark water––that they had the ability to see me. That thought alone made me want to vomit.

There was probably more, but that's all I remember.

In bed at: 6:25 A.M.
Out of bed at: 9:15 A.M.

Super short dream but it was pretty dramatic.

My mom had apparently died (don't know how), and I was standing in front of a crowd of gathered people. They were waiting for me to react to my mom's death apparently.

Let it be said that I don't really like crying with other people present

But I did then

I exploded into hard sobs against someone's shoulder (sister?) while saying: I want my mommy

Sooo yeah, not a fun dream

In bed at: 10:33 P.M.
Out of bed at: 11:57 P.M.

This wasn't a dream, well I don't think it was a dream—recently I've been doing reality checks by pausing in everyday activities to question my surroundings. I usually ask myself 'is this a dream?', then follow up by trying to run my right hand's index and middle finger through my left hand, and when my fingers don't phase through, I repeat in my head 'i am awake; i am not dreaming' a few times.

I would also like to mention that I only started doing reality checks a few days ago and that I've been working on dream recall because mine totally sucks haha

Okay so, I went to sleep as usual, but I woke up waaaay too early and something weird happened? I actually woke up startled by a flashing red light across my eyelids, then while still having that 'where am i? what was i doing?' feeling from just walking up, I instinctively did my reality check hand gesture. My drowsiness went away and for a moment I thought I was dreaming because of the reality check I was doing lol

Naturally, I don't remember dreaming about anything.

Of course not

I think I might have started doing reality checks too early?

In bed at: 8:05 P.M.
Out of bed at: 4:39 A.M.
My dream starts out with me, my sister, and my friend out shopping. We stop to take a survey. I don't remember the questions or my answers, but I know it was about dating and that I was the only one who took it. We leave and now we're outside the front of my house. My friend had left, so it was only me and my sister until a guy from across the street walked over. He appeared to be an early teen crush of mine. He asked my sister about my friend and if she was with us, ignoring me. My sister tells him that he just missed her. Disappointment was clear on his face. He now tries to hand me envelope sealed letters for my friend. I then thought back to the survey, knowing immediately that I had answered wrong and that these letters should be for me. I don't hesitate to go back in time and answer the one question I apparently had gotten wrong. I was now back infront of my house, my sister gone but he still stood there holding the letters out for me to take. I now feel that the letters were truly mine. I take them and hide them under my shirt, pressed against the skin of my stomach. He smiled at me, but it didn't last long for it was interrupted by screams. Zombies came out of nowhere in waves like a large sea of undead. My old crush grabs my hand and we start to climb the building that was suddenly infront of us, jumping through gaps in the walls into random rooms. We get separated. I start to panic, feeling for the letters under my shirt.