Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was going to take my brother's friend, Tyler, home; he needed a ride. I really wanted it to go quickly so I could go home to the house I grew up in and smoke the little bit of weed I had left. I thought about my sobriety, but had previously already blown it, so what did it matter? I was planning on when to smoke it.

I then was on my way home. Someone was with me, but it wasn't Tyler. Crap. I then realized I had forgotten all about him.

I then was walking on the street and saw all these spider birds; they literally looked like different crosses between spiders and birds. They weren't all in the same area, but scattered about. I remember a black one with a spider's body and a bird's head. There were others, but I can't remember the details.

I then saw Tyler's dad. He was doing something with a dog and a cat, which were apparently his/his family's. I went to pet the dog, and it bit my arm. He scolded the dog for doing so. I wanted to pet the cat too, which was a cream-colored, short haired cat with greyish tips on its ears and tail, but I don't remember if I did or not.

There was something about a video game in here as well, some sort of quest/adventure game for the PC. You'd visit different places on the map. There was one that just got unlocked where you went and got $7000. I got it, and it was like I actually had $7000 in real life. I was thinking about how to tell Dallas and what we could do with the money.

Dream - Lucid

I was at a school, either an elementary or high school, and I was supposed to go and work with learning impaired children. I had been asked to do so, and was very excited about the opportunity. I was going to get paid $5.25/hr, which was apparently a lot of money compared to some other jobs. I remember thinking about going in and teaching the kids.

I was then driving on the road in my car when I got a phone call from a woman, a teacher from the school, saying they were doing some switching around, and if I wanted to switch to working with vision and hearing impaired kids for a pay raise to $6.35. I got excited and said yes, of course I would! I told my mom about the opportunity that was offered to me when I got home to the house I grew up in.

Then, I was in my room getting ready to go to my first day on the job. Someone else was there with me, though I can't remember who. I was looking through a box of old mementos. I saw one that was a blurry picture of my friends from high school, Leigh and Erica, both wearing red shirts and holding balloons and gift bags. I was telling the person I was with that that year they were my Valentines. It was a funny, lighthearted "memory".

It was then that it dawned on me that I should have stayed at the job working with the children who had learning disabilities, even though it paid less, because I had no idea how to use sign language. How was I going to communicate with these children? I remember mentioning this to someone that was with me, and they said, jokingly, I should just knock on the desk a few times, because it would get their attention. Apparently, in sign language, it meant there was danger, or that I needed to relay an urgent message.

I kept on thinking about what time it was, because I didn't want to be late. I didn't have my clothes on yet, which was a white button-up top tucked into blue jeans. I picked up some old, worn out blue jeans that I used to wear in middle school and high school IWL all the time. They were sitting folded up on top of a white set of stand up plastic drawers that I bought in college IWL. Whoever was with me was still there, and we were talking as I was getting ready to go. I kept looking at the digital clock sitting on my desk. I also remember that the lights in my room were off, the only light in the room coming through the windows.

I then was looking through the mementos, and was trying to locate a cute note card I could write on to give to one of the teachers I'd be working with. I found a bunch of small dark blue note cards with puppies on them from various people at my old job, one I remember specifically being from Brent. I saw his name scribbled on the inside of it. I then found a note with a hand-drawn cartoon of a man from my therapist. It said for me to talk to her later. I then remembered that she had been the one to talk to me about the opportunity to work with the learning impaired children. I could not find a note card that hadn't already been written on.

I kept thinking about how I was going to go into the school and ask the person who asked me if I wanted to switch if I could switch back because I didn't think I was up to the task. I felt much more comfortable with the thought of working with the children with learning disabilities.

Again, I was concerned with the time. I needed my white button up. I was just standing in my room talking to whoever was with me with my unzipped and unbuttoned blue jeans on. It was getting close to time for me to be there.


I woke up with ten minutes to spare from my alarm.

I know I dreamed more than this, but again, I did not get much sleep. I actually have my first full day at my new job today, though at this job I will not be working with children at all, just baking delicious breads and pastries. I'm thinking this may be an anxiety dream about starting the new job.

Dream - Lucid

I was at some school, sitting in a classroom in the very back. We weren't sitting at desks, but long tables like some of the classrooms at my college have in waking life. I was smoking weed out of a pipe. I "remembered" that I had done it like every day in that class, and no one ever said anything. I was sure that they smelled it.

As I smoked, I watched the smoke come out of my mouth. I looked at the backs of the people's heads in front of me. I remember specifically a girl with long, very curly brown hair.

Then, I remember being in line for something. Kim, a coworker, was there. She was waiting on some medicine or something. I guess we were waiting to go into some room and take whatever we needed out of it. I ended up going in there, and there was money (the amount was $120), hair ties, and other items sitting on this desk. I took the hair ties, which ended up being Kim's. I said something to her about them, I think I asked her if she needed them or I told her I had them. I don't remember her response. I also remember wondering who would take the money. I was surprised no one had yet.

Then, I was in line for something else inside of a school building. I hadn't originally signed up for it, but I was there anyway for some reason. I had with me a strap-on vagina? Wtf. I was trying to wear it (I don't need it?), but I couldn't get it on.

I was then picked to go next along with my friend Dakota. We went to another room or something, I can't remember exactly where we went. But we only had a limited amount of time to be there. So what did we do? He got on top of me and we started to make out on some platform. No one else was around. I kept thinking "I'm making out with a gay guy.". (He is gay in waking life).

We came back, but my memory of what happened next evades me.

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I was in a cafeteria, sitting at a table. I looked to my left and saw Chris with his new girlfriend, who, in the dream, was a black girl named Ebony. He looked thinner and he had more hair, kind of like in my previous dream about him. I saw her hug him, and I let out a scream over the noise of the cafeteria. I got up and ran off.

I was then coming back, but I was now in a grocery store. It was like I was coming out of one of the back rooms. As I walked out, I looked to my left again. There was Chris, shopping for groceries. I remember him wearing baggy blue jeans, but I can't remember what he was wearing on top. I stood there in shock as I stared at him. He saw me and stared back. I could feel that my face looked very sad.

Then, Chris took a frozen loaf of bread and threw it at me. It hit me in the face...it hurt. It really hurt. I went up to him just as his girlfriend was coming up to him. She was carrying a big box, almost as big as her. As I grabbed Chris, I said to Ebony
"I know who you are."
She kept trying to get Chris's attention and trying to find out what was going on.

I shook Chris. He was against a shelf. I was eye-to-eye with him as I desperately got upset with him. I don't remember exactly what I said, but his face contorted into a smile and he laughed at me. I thought about taking his button-up shirt and ripping it, but I didn't do it. Then, he said
"I miss the old Krista."
I looked at him.