Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was living in some strange society that very much so valued pregnancy. Everyone was still human, but there were these weird dolls that looked like small, humanoid potatoes whose bellies would pop out if you were pregnant. It's like you'd set it, it would tick like an egg timer for a few seconds, and then, either the belly would pop out or it wouldn't. The dolls were sitting on a small side cabinet type thing. The people in charge kept them. They were checked daily.

I was pregnant, but only a week into it. I was still married to Dallas, but for some reason, I wanted to bring Cherie' into our relationship. I did something to where it "set" her to being my wife too. I saw a diagram of her laying in the middle of my bed. I then somehow "set" her to be pregnant too. She did not know about any of this.

I then changed my mind, however, and changed her "settings" back to how they were before, not with Dallas and I and not pregnant. I then went to check my doll, and its belly did pop out. Cherie' was right behind me, and went to do the same when I was finished. I watched her from behind. She said, before anything happened with the doll,
"There's no way I'm pregnant."
The doll's timer clicked a few times, and then its belly then popped out. She was quite surprised. I knew that she would soon have a miscarriage, however, since I "set" her back to not being pregnant. I did not say anything to her as this all was happening.

Then, I was thinking about being pregnant. I then thought about how some people just gave birth to photographs, not babies. I wondered if I was going to be one of those people.

Dream skip. I was inside some building. Others were there as well. I was watching a blue octopus "walk" on the land. He was quite close to me, and I was quite taken by the creature. A man then crushed the octopus against a wall to kill it. It then looked like it had deflated. I was so pissed that someone would do something like that! The poor creature! The man carried off the deflated body of the octopus.

I was then with someone, and we were looking for the guy. We were walking around in some hotel/apartment type building. We found him in a room, and it was a man I work with, Barry. I then couldn't be too mad at him, because Barry is a nice guy.

Then, this other person and I were outside watching this guy delivering a pizza to a couple of people on the other side of a barbed-wire fence. The pizza was in its box and the box was inside of a white plastic bag. There may have been other food in there as well. He tossed it into the fence, and it got stuck towards the top. The people on the other side couldn't get it, but the pizza guy started to walk away like he didn't care. The person I was with and I went to go dislodge the bag for the people on the other side of the fence. We started to do so, trying not to get pricked by the barbed wire, and then, I woke up to the sound of my cat playing with a plastic bag.

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I was at a school/job, taking some art course. I, IWL, do not draw or paint. I was learning in the dream, and had to take over for someone for awhile whose normal job was to keep up with all the artwork by doing the art and then keeping up with and maintaining it. There was a lady who then came in to make sure I was doing everything correctly. She commented on these shelves that had lots of paintings on them, and how they needed to be straightened up. I looked at the shelves, and they were indeed covered in paintings. I told her I was getting to it and that I had just gotten there. She then handed me a paper that showed how I had scored. I did great in everything; it showed 100s next to many explanations, but there was one that had a 7. It meant a 7/10. I was pretty sure it had to do with maintaining the shelves.

I then was in the art room drawing and looking at the classic-looking analog clock on the wall. I noticed it was almost time for me to take my lunch; I was going from noon-1. I was drawing the silhouette of a woman with long, flowing hair holding a rose.

I then told someone I was going to lunch. I then went into a band room. The chairs were set up in an arch, as you usually see in a band room. I saw my old friend from high school band, Alex S., sitting on the far right side in the front with his trombone. Other people were in there as well. He asked something about bass trombones, and who played. I raised my hand, and he said
"You play?" He seemed excited. I then said
"No, but you play both, don't you?"
He said yes, he did. He then got up to let me have his seat. I walked up to the seat, and took the trombone. I hit it against something on accident, and it made a "dong" noise a couple of times. I was a little embarrassed. I then was not holding a trombone, but a violin, I believe. I then noticed my old cat, Ziggy, sitting close by. He was watching me. I looked into his eyes, and asked him with my mind
"How am I doing? Am I doing alright?"
I was referring to the art now. It was like he had been there for the review that the lady gave, or he was somehow also the lady who gave it.
He started at me, looking into my eyes as if to acknowledge that I was communicating with him. I noticed how big his eyes were. I "remembered" how he always sat in that spot by the low brass section. I then saw his tail flick the ground. His tail looked fluffy and brown, in contrast to his orange and white fur, though, in the dream, I cannot remember what color his fur was. I knew it was Ziggy, but his fur looked different, though I could't tell you exactly how.

My husband's alarm then woke me up.

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IWL, Ziggy was my best buddy growing up. He was, to me, a guardian. He watched over me and was always there when I was sad or sick. He made sure I was alright at all times. We had to put him down when I was 14 years old because he was very old (18) and very sick. I miss him still, even now that 12 years have passed since then.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, trying to get ready to leave for school. I was running a little behind. I had put on a navy polo and khaki pants, and couldn't find a belt. I went downstairs into the kitchen, and my mom was standing at the sink doing dishes. I asked her about a belt. I then noticed that she was wearing 3 belts: One across her stomach, and the other two closer to her chest. I called her out on it, and she gave me a belt, which I had trouble then deciding whether or not to really wear it. I put it through the belt loops, but thought it looked funny with my shirt hanging over it. I tucked in my shirt, and was very uncomfortable because it made my pants a lot tighter. I could barely breathe. So then I put it on my stomach like my mom had it. Hated that, so I just opted to put it where it was supposed to go and try not to worry about my shirt.

I then saw my brother and his girlfriend, Sarah, sitting at the kitchen table. Sarah was supposed to take us to school that morning, but just her and I. Not sure what my brother was doing. We got in her car, and she started to drive. We talked a little bit. I looked down at the clean seats, and they were black.

We were then back at the house for some reason. I looked at the clock, and it said it was 6:59am. I started flipping out, telling Sarah we were going to be late.

All of the sudden, we were at the school. It was my old high school. First period was about to start, but there was an event going on outside the choir room. We joined the crowd and watched some pop singers perform on a stage, though I kept having to move and stand on my tippy toes to see anything that was going on. It was a radio station that was doing a charity show that night. I was excited about going to that. I also thought to myself that most of the kids in school probably didn't know about this event, since it was a band/choir event.

First period was lingering closer. The crowd started to disperse. I started trying to locate Sarah again, when I saw Austin in the corner of my eye. He was wearing a red shirt. I spotted Sarah close to where Austin was and started to approach her. Austin then started to approach me. As I started to talk to Sarah, Austin came up to me. He touched my shoulder, and I looked up at him and told him hi. He then started to walk away towards the doors to the school. I was trying to get his attention to figure out what he wanted, but he just kept walking away until he opened the doors and left.

Then, Sarah and I saw that a lot of people had cookies. We turned around and started walking the other direction, when she spotted two tables set up full of different types of cookies. I wanted to grab a giant one, but I didn't see any left. We both grabbed plates and started to fill them up with different cookies. I broke a couple of pieces off and ate them. They were light, soft, and delicious sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles.

Sarah was enthusing about the cookies, and then we both saw a plate of giant frosted cookies cut into different shapes. My plate was so full, I didn't know how I was going to eat all of those cookies. Oh well. I took a giant one anyway.

Then, I knew we were late to first period. I was trying to figure out whether or not I needed to go to the office to tell them I was there, or if I should just go to first period.

I was then outside. It was daytime. I don't remember who I was with now, but I was with someone else, a guy I believe. We were trying to climb a wire fence. We climbed up and up and up, and when I got to the top, I felt something sticky on the top bar of the fence. I didn't see anything weird there, but it kinda grossed me out. I still kept going, though. I climbed over to the other side of the fence and started to climb down.