Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in a dorm room, and I had apparently moved to that one from an old one. My friends had already set up my stuff around my bed. All I really had to do was put my sheets and blankets on the bed. I remember Caitlin being one of my roommates, but I can't remember who the other one was.

I also remember seeing all these dolls scattered around the room. They were actually more like female figurines than dolls. They were there for decorative purposes. I started moving them around, placing them in different places, trying to figure out which ones should go around which roommate; seeing which ones fit best with their personalities.

I remember there also being a water bed in the room. It was the biggest of the 3 beds, a full-size. Mine and the other one were twin-sized beds. The other roommate said something about it being nasty and moldy, because the water had been sitting in it for so long. Around the edges it looked kind of gross too. I remember Caitlin coming in and laying on it, but laying under her own covers as opposed to the covers already on the bed. I thought it was gross, and I felt like she should have been grossed out about it. I was going to ask her why she took that one, but then I remembered that no one else wanted it either, and the other 2 beds were already taken.

I then remember seeing some more figurines sitting on a side table by my bed. They were Peanuts figurines. I vividly remember Marcy and Snoopy being two of them. I took those two figurines and placed them side by side on a coffee table by Caitlin's bed. Both the figurines then looked like they were sliding on their stomachs. They had their eyes closed. Someone commented on how they looked good there.

I also have notes in my journal about there being a movie on the TV in the dorm about a suicidal hit man, but for the life of me, I can't remember what went on. I vaguely remember that part of the dream.

I also remember talking to a lady with heart-shaped irises. The colors in her eyes looked marbled; the colors were a honey-yellow and a dark green. I thought about my dream with Hyu, but then dismissed my current situation to be waking life (dammit).

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I was at an indoor pool. There were a few other people there. I saw a big, beautiful butterfly flying out to the water. I pointed the butterfly out to whoever I was talking to. Its wings looked like silk; the top was a light purple, the middle a light green, and the bottom an off-white. It landed on the water.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the butterfly had a female human head and face. I still called her a butterfly, but now, I can see that she was much more like a fairy. She had a small hat on as well, that looked like it was part of a flower. She swam in the water of the pool, keeping her wings out of the water. I then remember seeing her all the way in the water, wings and all. I hoped that didn't impair her ability to fly. She got out of the water, and asked a man for a towel. When she got out of the pool, I saw she had a whole human-like body, though she was quite small.

Then, my brother was trying to get a snake out of the pool with a net. I commented on this, saying that I had seen the snake earlier. He got it out. He walked over to me, and I looked at it. It was a green snake, and wasn't poisonous. It opened it's mouth, exposing its fangs, and hissed. My brother tried to pick it up out of the net, but got bit. He kept getting bit, and I could tell he was in pain, but he was determined to pick the snake up out of the net. I kept telling him to stop. He finally got ahold of its head, so it couldn't open its mouth to bite.

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I was sitting at my family's electric piano that we have in waking life. My brother was sitting there with me. He switched the sound setting to 'strings', and held down a note in the higher range. As he held it down, I started to hear sound effects. How had we not discovered this before? He held down another high note, and "Marche Slave" by Tchaikovsky started to play. We played that song in high school in waking life. I got excited, and pointed out that it was "Marche Slave", but I could tell that people around us were getting annoyed. I experimented with some notes in the lower range, and then stopped.

Then, I was moving in with a man who frequents the coffee shop who has a history of severe depression in waking life. Tabita, a girl I work with, was moving out. She was explaining to me some things about moving, about what to do and expect.

I then remember waking up in bed at his house, but I was sleeping in a separate bed from the customer. I was trying to remember whether or not I had to work that day, then remembered it was Thursday, and I don't work on Thursdays. I wanted to sleep in some more, but I got up. I saw the customer's bed in the next room.

I then remember sitting at the kitchen table with the customer. His hair was an absolute mess, and he was wearing a dirty white undershirt. He started to talk to me about his morning routine, and work and such. I was thinking to myself that I was going to have to be careful, and deal with his depression very carefully.