Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was working at the coffee shop again, but it was much different. The only thing that was the same was that I had the same boss. It was sometime early in the morning.

I had to fill in this tray with whatever the side item of the day was. There were things on it like potato salad, deli mustard salad (wut), etc. I had to make it so people who wanted to take some could scoop it out of the tray. There was a sheet that said which day got which side. There was another sheet that was laminated that had a description of the meal of the day. The place where the side went was blank, and was meant to be written in Expo marker each day, then erased at the end of the day so the new side could be written in the next day.

I went to go look at which side item was the side of the day, and it was deli mustard salad, but mustard was spelled weird, like "mustrd". I used a small ice cream scoop to scoop the portions out onto the tray. It looked like chicken salad. I scooped the mustard salad out into a line on the tray. The first scoops I did were kind of small, so I made the last ones bigger. I could only fit about ten scoops on the tray. I didn't feel like that was enough, and some of the scoops started to blob into one another. I imagined people taking the scoops of mustard salad.

Then, something about being in the shower at the house I grew up in with this girl I met at my old job named Brittani. I was naked, but she had underwear on.

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I was at a local go-kart/fun park. I was inside the building, wanting to get a drink. I looked in a drink cooler, and saw "Diet Mountain Dew Sprite". The bottle was green, like a Sprite bottle. I also saw a regular Sprite, which I picked up to get, but changed my mind and put it back. Ok, the Diet Mountain Dew Sprite sounds good (in IWL, I rarely drink sodas. I never go out of my way to buy them). I took a bottle and went to check out. There was a teenage girl at the check out. I had to either get something else or go look in the cooler, but I put the drink down at the counter and then come back. My drink was gone when I got back, and I couldn't find it. I looked all over the counter. I then saw it had been placed under the counter and opened by the check out girl. I said something to her about it. I don't remember her response. I went to go get a new one. I remember drinking some. It tasted like Sprite. I had really been craving it. I had the taste in my mouth throughout this dream.

I don't remember what happened next, but the next thing I do remember is walking out in the parking lot, searching for my car. It was nighttime. I could not find it for the life of me. I went back inside, and stopped at the cooler to get another Diet Mountain Dew Sprite. I noticed on the tags in the cooler that they were buy one get one free. But I also noticed that they were all gone. The employees had them behind the counter, saving them for some sort of party they were having later. I saw that they all were labeled with names for the employees. I felt that this wasn't very good for their customers, especially since I also noticed that they had done that with many other drinks in the cooler. I thought to myself that I probably didn't need the drink anyway.

I ran into Jake at some point later. He worked there, apparently. I told him I couldn't find my car. I remember getting in his car with him, though his was different from the one I remember. It was a used white car, but nicer than his old used red car. He drove me to a different parking lot, and I found it again.

Except for I didn't really find it again. I zoned out or fell asleep or something, and it was, once again, gone. I went back in and found my husband's band's drummer, or someone who looked very similar. I remember being in a car with him also, but I remember him cradling me in his arms, or me sitting in his lap. This time, we went to a different parking lot from the last two. I don't remember if we found it this time or not. I had another zone-out moment in his car for awhile.

I went back in, and there was an older lady behind the counter with permed, curly brown hair. She was also kind of short. I knew she was the manager. They were shutting down early for this meeting/party, and I "remembered" that they did that often. I think I said something to her about them hoarding the drinks for themselves. I don't remember what she said, or if she even addressed my concern.

Jake was in there again somewhere. I don't remember much about that part.

I was given this tiny red kickball that had monkey arms, legs, and a tail. It was alive. Its purpose was to help me find my car. I described my car to it. I remember it bouncing from car to car, and speaking to me as it did so. It found a car that looked exactly like mine, but it said that the license plate's first three numbers were off. I looked at the license plate, and it said "PPPPPPP". Yup, not my car.

The monkeyball was explaining something to me as we walked through the parking lot. It seemed like dusk now instead of nighttime.

I was then woken up by my husband's alarm.

~

I know I dreamed of a couple of other things, one before the first dream and one after the last, but I can't remember them right now.

Dream - Lucid

I was in the bonus room at my house, sitting at the table where my mom's old laptop used to be when I was younger. I was talking to Daniel online. It was like I was on Minecraft, and we were writing to one another on a dirt wall, like some kind of weird chat room almost. I would go and do something else, and Daniel would tell me when he wrote on the wall, so I'd go back to the wall and look at what he wrote. Then, I'd write something back.

I remember him writing that my "expectations of him were too high". I wrote back, I think saying something about how they weren't. We wrote many other things, all were kind of linked to our relationship in some way. We aren't dating IWL, and in the dream, we weren't either. It was weird.

Then, we were at his house. I was spending the night. He mentioned that we never have sex and that he really wanted to. We laid down in the white sheets, both already mostly naked, and he started to kiss me. I started to kiss him back. He was immediately ready to have sex, and we were about to, when someone walked up to us and started talking to Daniel. He was polite and talked back. As soon as the guy left, he wanted to pick up where we left off, but I looked at the time. 10:00 or maybe it was 10:30, one of those. I had to be up and ready for work. I told him so, and he was, again (apparently), disappointed.

I also remember being with him somewhere else, though I can't recall where. He was wearing a dark red shirt.

There was also one point in this dream where I became lucid, but I quickly lost it.

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I was in a parking lot, and in an empty parking space was this bundle of large silver and black balls. They looked metallic. I touched them, and they felt weird, like they were liquid and solid. After poking at them for awhile, it dawned on me that it was probably mercury, which is, as we all know, toxic. It was too late though, I had already touched them. I wasn't too terribly concerned about it; there wasn't much I could do at that point.

Then, I was watching a movie with someone in the glassed-in porch in my house, and the large balls appeared in the movie in an explosion. The movie mentioned something about uranium. I said to whoever I was watching the movie with
"I had a dream about this, and I've never seen this movie before!"

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I was in a waiting room somewhere. Someone had asked to meet with me in private. I was called back, and led into a room by an overweight woman with unnatural dark red hair. We sat down at her desk, her on one side and me on the other. The room was dark; no lights were turned on. She pulled out a pipe and some weed, and offered me some. I had a little bit. I thought it was weird, but cool, that this woman smoked. She then got a little more serious as she started the conversation.
"Krista, you made a 77 on the GRE."
I replied
"Is that the combined score or the raw score?"
She didn't answer, and continued on with
"I think you should reconsider applying to graduate schools."
I then proceeded to explain to her how I screwed up the math part, and I wasn't going to send those scores in anyway. I probably mentioned that I was going to retake it. She just continued to look at me with a serious look on her face. She didn't nod or acknowledge anything I had said.

She then got up and started to talk in a more cheery manner about personal matters. She left the room for a second. I stood up and saw her stash on a book shelf. I thought about taking some, but decided better of it. She'd probably notice, and I wouldn't want to get caught stealing her illegal substances. Shortly thereafter, she walked back in the room, still going on about personal things.

This dream was the most vivid of all the ones I had. For some reason, it just seemed very real.

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I was sitting on the couch in Jake's apartment. Jake was sitting in the chair next to the couch. He was dragging a metal engraver across his face, but nothing was happening; no cuts were being made. Apparently, it was made that way, so it could easily cut metal, but not skin. It was freaking me out all the same, because I kept thinking it would eventually cut him if he bore down hard enough.
"Jake. Stop it. Jake! Stop it!" I kept saying.
He didn't stop. He kept dragging it across his face. Once, he did it, paused, and then stared at me, as if he was trying to achieve some kind of dramatic effect if he did actually start to bleed.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my house in the kitchen with someone, I want to say kind of a butch-looking girl. I went to the fridge and opened it to find some wine. I pulled out the bottle, and there was only about a glass left. I said something to the girl about there barely being any left, so I was just going to drink it from the bottle. I pulled the cork and put it to my lips.

Dream skip. Things get interesting here.

Someone, I think this girl I know in waking life named Jane, had lost her parents (not so in waking life) when she was younger. I was watching the scenario of how how she lost her mom. Apparently, she had lost her parents at different points, first her dad, then her mom.

The story was that they were at a beach when she was very young, probably about 6 or 7, and her version of the story was that her mother was killed by being swept out in powerful currents or something. I watched the beach come into view from above. I saw it was a sunny day. The beach was secluded and rocky, and lots of areas formed huge, strong currents between the rocks.

Then, it was like I was playing some weird version of Sim Earth, and I started trying to get rid of the currents by placing waves between the grey rocks where the current got strong. This just pushed the current outwards. I kept trying, and it kept doing the same thing, so I just deleted my wave placements to make it go back to normal.

Then, I was watching the young Jane and her mother, both very beautiful. Her mother seemed like a very, very kind woman. They were standing in very shallow water close to the shore by a huge rock formation at the very left side of the beach. Something happened to where Jane killed her mother, though it was not on purpose, but an accident. She was stabbed through the middle. I saw the wound, and it was bloody, but not too bloody. The present Jane then had this horrible realization that she had killed her mother, after thinking for years it had been the currents.

Then, I was getting out of my parked car on a sunny day at this Catholic church in my town. I was going to meet either Jane or Jake, I'm not quite sure anymore. I think it was Jake. I had to walk somewhere though, so I got out of the car, and started to walk away from the church. I got to the corner of the sidewalk, and to my right, I saw a little ways from me, two HUGE grey dogs. No collars, no leashes. They looked like Great Danes. As bad as I want a Great Dane (I do want one in waking life), I did not want a run-in with these dogs. I turned to my left, and again, a ways away from me were two more gigantic grey dogs.

I started back towards the church, trying to step cautiously as to not startle the dogs. Well, apparently, I wasn't taking enough care in my steps, because first two, then the other two, started to bound towards me. Not out of aggression, but they wanted to greet me. I am very small, even in waking life, compared to Great Danes, but these were even more massive and muscular than their waking life counterparts. I was walking by the parked cars in the parking lot as they started to jump on me excitedly. One bit me on the arm he was so excited, but not hard enough to make me bleed, though I did still feel the pain of the bite.
"Down! Sit! Stay" I started to say forcefully over and over.
They backed off a little, but not much. Then, right as I feel like I was getting to my car (I don't think I was going to leave, but I needed shelter), a Golden Retriever started to join in on the fun.

At some point during all this, I remember calling Jake. He asked if I wanted to meet him somewhere else or something, and I said yes.

I also remember seeing a photograph of Jake as a child, I think it was Jake anyway, in front of a building with some other children. Jake was not smiling. He looked angry and sad. He had lost his parents (it was bleeding in with the Jane story at that point).

I know I'm leaving some things out of here, especially in the part where Jane's mother is killed. But the most vivid part of the dream was the dog part, seeing them and being jumped all over by them. Odd.