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    1. Anger at a Lock-In

      by , 05-12-2016 at 01:20 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I'm not sure where I was. It seemed like a classroom, for some reason I wanna say it was an art classroom. I feel like I was at some thing where you stayed over night or something. There were many others there as well, I think mostly women. There was this group of black girls who had it out for me for something I had said. I had been very angry earlier and spouted some things off, but I don't remember what they were. They kept giving me hell for it, writing me notes telling me off but never really telling me off to my face. I don't remember what they said other than they were very angry at me, and I was very angry too. One of them said something in a note regarding depression or something maybe? Like trying to tell me I needed to stop going on about being sad and I didn't have it bad or something. I wrote back a nice response, saying that unless you've been where I've been, in the darkness of depression, then she couldn't say a damn thing because it's that bad. You don't know unless you've been there. After that, the notes stopped.


      I remember bits of being in the house I grew up in, something felt like Christmas there but that's all I recall.

      Also, something about my daughter. It also involved the black girls. I think the thing I was angry about had to do with her, actually, or at least that was part of it.


      I know I dreamed more and I may remember more later but this is all I have right now. I'm lucky I got to type this out this morning; my girl usually gives me a run for my money in the mornings, but she's just finished her bottle as I'm typing so I had a minute.
    2. First Real Night of Sleep in Weeks! Oh, and a Dream Too.

      by , 01-09-2011 at 04:52 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      So I finally slept last night. Like really slept, none of this waking up every hour bs and not being able to go back to sleep.

      As a result, I guess from sleeping so hard, I can't recall any dreams from the first half of the night, but I woke up once, turned the heat up and went back to sleep and had another dream that I can only recall bits and pieces of. It was a very long dream though.

      -I had some kind of surgery done that was supposed to help me to stop smoking of all kinds, weed and cigarettes. I had stitches in the middle of my right side, in between my ribcage and hips. The incision was horizontal.
      -At some point in the dream, I made out with this very butch lesbian I know in waking life. We were in a giant bed somewhere, and the room was dark.
      -I kept picking at and itching my stitches, and it made them feel all tingly.
      -I kept on having to pull huge wads of tar out of my mouth. It started off black, but gradually turned dark purple the more I pulled out. It seemed like no matter how much tar I would pull out, there would always be more.
      -There was someone in this dream that I kept trying to find, but for the life of me, I can't remember who it was.
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