Keitorin's Dream Log

Yesterday:

1. A horror story type dream with a group of people. Some of them have to be sacrificed. When ‘I’ realize that one of them is going to be next, I say ‘I’m sorry’ to her. She bleeds down her body and the blood goes to someone else. There was a skeleton? And a man in poor condition ends up being healed. Then he goes in a room with someone?

2. Something about a group of people, one of them named Caerwyn

DST and waking up an hour early messed me up.

Today:

Anime-style dream with anthropomorphism. The style was kind of moe.

Two girls are on an ‘island’, but it’s like a desert area. They’re talking about how people throw the wrong kind of chocolate out for the girl on the right because they don’t realize she can only eat the softer kind that has ‘LOVE’ written on the colorful little wrappings.

A third girl lands/appears and walks close enough to hear them. She hears mention of the word ‘penguin’ and thinks they’re talking about her. She seems like a tsundere type in the way she acts. She angrily dives into the conversation asking why they’re talking about her, until she realizes (is told?) that the girl on the right is a penguin too.

Inspirations: Been reading a webtoon about anthropomorphic animals. It doesn’t have any penguins in it though!

I’m sitting at a table and start getting a bit nervous when one by one other people join tables nearby (it’s like a restaurant). Finally, a couple actually join my area and I have to move my stuff from the next table over to give them room. I ask the woman if she wants me to move my stuff on my own table and she says yes, so I have to compact my stuff together and move it even closer to me.

Somehow I notice that the front door is open a crack and I freak out because the cats could get out through that. I say so and the woman says that it’s too late, she already saw them outside.

I run out and look everywhere for them (I don’t remember actually being outside) but don’t find them. I come back in and start looking around.

I find Spice sleeping on a chair under a table and Jazzy nearby.

I talk to my aunt Sarah about what happened (I seem to place the blame mostly on the woman) and she agrees to help me boot everyone out.

The room feels more crowed as we stand there in the middle of it. Sarah explains the basics of what happened and passes the rest on to me to say.

I tell how ‘Spice was just lying there on the chair snoozing away and Jazzy was sitting there looking at me like ‘what’re you doing’ (it felt like Jazzy hadn’t really been doing that but that’s what I ended up saying). Everyone laughs.