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    1. The Bed Nook in the Sky and Vacation Time

      by , 05-19-2016 at 12:59 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      Something about someone, some TV star, I want to say the guy who plays Dr. Karev on Grey's, jumping from the hangar of a huge plane on some sort of board. I am not sure what the goal of this was, but I saw it happening from behind the guy. It was sunny and bright out, and remains so throughout the dream.

      At some point, I saw myself in a two piece bathing suit, looking sooooooooo thin and pre-baby (god I miss that!).

      I was having a flashback. I was up in the air, going toward the foot of this long, huge bed with a dark, royal red comforter that was in the sky inside some sort of aircraft. I climbed onto the big bed and into the aircraft. As I entered, I heard my voice say
      "Isn't it a cute little nook?"
      Inside, I saw myself all cuddled up watching TV in this huge bed. It was indeed a cute little nook and it looked perfectly cute and comfy. I was pre-baby and pre-marriage. I was so happy and smiling, cuddling with a blanket that I had when I was little, though in the dream I was definitely in my 20's. I feel like it was supposed to be shortly before getting married, maybe a year or so. I looked so relaxed and happy. I knew I was on vacation at the beach.

      There was more to this one, but this is all I remember.


      I was with my mom and some others, maybe my sister-in-law. I think we were all on vacation. We were inside somewhere, but I didn't want to be there because my shows were about to all come on TV in a block. I took one of the cars we drove to wherever we were back to the (hotel?). I was in a room with either one or two beds facing a television. It resembled a hotel room we had on vacation when I was a kid once. Once there, I was talking to some blonde guy that was around my age about whoever he had a crush on. He was sitting on the bed. I thought maybe he liked me, as I thought he was quite cute, but it wouldn't devastate me if he wasn't into me. He was also giving my something, some sort of furniture that had a lot of his things in it. He told me as soon as it was cleaned out I could have it. I was going through some of the things.

      We were then walking towards a beach I believe. It was sunny and bright. He was in front of me. He was wearing swim trunks. I was guessing his crush, and I guessed two guy names, the first Justin, the second Kyle, both guys I worked with IWL. I thought maybe he seemed kinda offended that I had mentioned men, though to be honest, I could only see him shake his head when I mentioned the men, and I couldn't figure out why I had mentioned men myself. I then mentioned Jessica. He said something about her, though not sure what.

      I then saw him in a pool with some other people.

      I then saw myself in a full-length mirror in a bathing suit, another two-piece, this time with higher-waisted bottoms and my body was definitely post-baby. I didn't think I looked as bad as I imagined I would. At some point, I saw myself wet in the maternity bathing suit I bought IWL, though there were some differences in design and color.

      I realized then that I had not watched the first one of my shows, some reality show (trash TV I don't watch IWL). My mom was somehow asking me about what happened, because she followed the show herself, but couldn't watch it since she was out. I don't remember what I told her. I was back at the hotel at some point, possibly getting ready to watch the remaining shows in the block.

      Updated 05-19-2016 at 01:12 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. Sensing a Genetic Mutation and Escaping Donald Trump's Fortress

      by , 05-15-2016 at 01:40 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I'm not sure where I was, I believe it was some sort of job but I'm not sure. Everything seemed to have an outdoor/indoor feel at the same time. Everyone had to drive or walk through this sensor, and it would detect something. Most people didn't have to worry about the sensor going off, but it always went off for me. It wasn't a bad thing, I would just have to go through an extra step to get past. I saw a top view of me driving through the sensor and it blinking red. I then approached a lady sitting at a computer by a tunnel/parking garage looking thing and she'd do some things on the computer and I was free to go. The lady was very friendly to me every time.

      I then became curious as to why the sensor went off at some point. Back in first person, I asked someone about it. They said something about some sort of 'mutation' (genetic). Now I was really curious: What was going on with me? I asked 3 different ladies who worked wherever it was that we were if they would tell me what about me made the sensor go off. They all told me they would tell me. I was happy with that.

      The end of the work day approached, and still no answers. I went to ask 2 of the ladies again and was basically ignored or the ladies were in a rush. I started to get anxious: Why won't they tell me? Is something wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? I finally approached the third lady, the one at the sensor computer. She was getting ready to leave for the day. She was getting her things together; she put on her long black coat. I kept asking her over and over what was going on with me. I asked so many questions very frantically: "Do I have cancer? Is it detecting my HPV? We got rid of it years ago but is it back?" No answer to any of them. Her young son then came up to her, and she hugged him, gathering him up in her coat. She appeared to be upset; I saw some tears. I kept asking her and telling her that she promised she would tell me. I then saw her face quite close, I side view of it, and she had a golden cross hanging from her forehead between her eyes hanging down to the bottom of her chin. She was still visibly upset, and didn't tell me a thing.

      I woke up from this one feeling anxious. It took me a little bit to get back to sleep.


      I was back at this job thing from the last dream. Someone taught me how to circumvent the sensor system so it wouldn't go off when I went through. I saw an above view again of the area and my car successfully circumventing it; it didn't go off and I really expected it to.

      I was then inside of a building, working. I was sitting somewhere that had lots of swivel chairs attached to a desk; it reminds me of something like an air base that you would see in a movie, I guess. I had on a headset and was talking to people that I worked with on it.

      Some younger guy with slicked back/still wavy shiny black hair, someone very close to the top of the company and definitely miles over me, said something that I didn't like, and I went off on him. He didn't like that at all. My seat was shot forward on a track to an opening in the blue wall that had a red arrow pointing up to the left side of it. Before the chair could enter the hole, I very quickly jumped to the side to avoid whatever was going to happen to me there. I then realized it was an ejection hole, and I would be catapulted from the building. There was another opening beside it, and I knew it was an escape, so before anyone could figure out what I was doing, I scurried through. I climbed up and to the left.

      I then was out, escaped. I was with a few others. If we got caught, I knew we'd be in big trouble.

      Then, something about Donald Trump. He was our leader (not President per say but he was the man in charge). He was going into a swimming pool to get something. He entered on a shore-like area. I can't quite remember details, but I saw him super inflated or something. Something had also happened to him because of something I intentionally did, as he hadn't come back in a long time.

      We all somehow ended up back outside the "job". We were on green grass in the daytime. The job looked like a small castle or fortress. One of the people I was with, and older woman with short, grey hair, was on a stage and said something into a microphone because she was used to talking through it (she was a performer, a singer or speaker), and too late did she realize her mistake. The door opened and I saw a view of who was there waiting for us: I watched a slow bottom to top shot happen of this man. He resembled an executioner; we was in heavy black armor that had the face mask down. The helmet was embellished with long spikes poking off the forehead. He was holding some sort of big weapon in his right hand. Fuck. We are screwed.

      I then knew that Trumpy-Pants was back and he was going to be the one to deal with me. I feel like I was really the only one taken away. Not sure what happened to the others.


      Yikes. Too much anxiety for one night.

      Updated 05-15-2016 at 01:44 PM by 32059

      memorable , non-lucid , nightmare
    3. Getting a Huge Cake, Swimming Pool With a Stitch Toy, and Trying Cupcakes At Work

      by , 10-12-2014 at 11:13 AM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I had gotten this huge chocolate sheet cake for opening a bank account. We were putting it on the "decorator's table" at work piece by piece (it was already cut up into pieces).

      I then was talking to Dallas about playing some Mario game that I had played with him, and I had beat him. I told him I had also beat Bowser at the game, and I had told Bowser "Sorry baby, I mean Bowser!". I thought maybe Dallas would get irritated that I had called Bowser "baby". At this point I think Dallas and I were in the car in a parking lot at nighttime.


      I was in this indoor swimming pool. I had this toy that was this electronic Stitch from Lilo and Stitch. He was in some sort of small pod. The toy was then at the bottom of the pool, and they were going to clean the pool, so everyone had to get out. I got out, and it looked like they were going to put this vacuum cleaner thing in the water. I told them I needed my toy. I don't remember who got it for me or if I got it, but I had it again. The toy then asked me
      "Are you Nicky (last name here)? Or are you Tidy S________ (some weird, long last name)?"
      I told it no. I don't recall any more about it.

      I then was outside somewhere. We were close to the beach. I told whoever I was with that I wanted to go for a walk on the beach because I love the beach. I was "remembering" where the beaches were in the area and thinking about what they looked like. I saw a hotel that we used to stay at a lot when we'd go on vacation when I was a kid. I wondered if we could walk on the beach there. I then thought about starting at the beach that was at this little seaside community and walk to the part of the beach by the hotel from there. It would be a long walk. I wondered if there were any obstacles.


      I was at work at the bakery. There was this cupcake tower with mini strawberry cupcakes and then a jumbo icing filled strawberry cupcake in the center. It was on display on the floor. I tried some of it, a mini cupcake and a piece of the jumbo, before we opened, but then thought that I would probably get in trouble for it, because it was messed up now. I was trying to imagine the tower not being messed up and seeing if that made it not messed up. I went back to it and it was all fake, plastic cupcakes and didn't seem messed up anymore. I also tried a pumpkin cupcake at some point.

      I then was behind the counter at work on the decorator's side. Something about some guy that worked there. It had to do with toys. A lady then came up and was asking if we had any more small blue number 1's we could put on the cupcake tower. She said she had the cupcake tower but she lost the 1. Apparently, this happened often, because it was a question that I had definitely had to say no to before. I asked the decorators, and they said no, just as I thought they would.
    4. Brief Lucidity, Bed Bug Scare, The Swimming Pool and Robin Williams, and Free Donuts for Roi

      by , 09-14-2014 at 03:20 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I felt myself entering a dream. All around me was this texture that looked like it came out of DK64; it was a light brown bamboo-like texture with some green leaves. I let the dream world finish forming. I then noticed that I could kinda see through the texture that was in front of me; it was like it was a sheet covering a big window. I could see that there were trees outside, and that it was daytime. I pulled the sheet back to reveal the big window, which was looking out onto a landscape with lots of trees. I started to walk through this landscape, and felt that the dream was quite stable, but I guess it wasn't because I woke up with no warning whatsoever.


      I was laying in bed in the morning, and I asked Dallas if he was itchy. He said yes. I hoped we didn't have bed bugs; for some reason, I was afraid that we did. He got up, but I stayed in bed for a minute. I then got up too, and looked at the bed behind me. There were a few of these black/grey ant-looking things up by my pillow. There were about as big as two quarters each. Ugh. Is that what bed bugs look like? I wonder how long they'd been there for? I then thought about how at least now we could save the embarrassment of having to tell the apartment complex that we had them since we lived in a house now (not true IWL).

      I then started to wake up in the middle of the night in our bed. Phew, just a dream, but I better ask Dallas again if he'd itchy just to make sure. I started to tap him with my right hand to wake him up. My touch felt very "muted"; my hand felt kind of numb to me touching him, but I felt the pressure. I assumed it was just because I was just waking up (missed dream sign D: ). I asked him if he was itchy, and he said yes. Hmm...maybe it wasn't as much of a dream as I had thought it was.

      In the morning, we got up. Again, he was up before me. When I pulled my covers back to get out of bed, I noticed that, on the inside edge of the comforter, there were these tiny black gnat-looking bugs crawling around, and there was also a dead wasp and a dead bee. What the heck? I got out of bed and went to get Dallas to tell/show him. I told him about the dead wasp thing and how weird that was.

      I believe there was more to this one, but I can't recall.


      I was outside in a swimming pool in Oregon. There were many others swimming as well. I was there visiting my parents. It was daytime, and there were many palm trees around, as if I was in Florida or somewhere more tropical. I was thinking about the time of year it was and how in the heck it was still warm enough for swimming. I knew it wouldn't last too much longer.

      I then saw, sitting at the end of the pool on the edge with his feet in the water was Robin Williams. He had a bright smile on his face and seemed to be glowing he was so happy. I swam towards him and we spoke, but I don't remember what we spoke about.

      Dream skip. There was a point where I became lucid. I'm not sure when or what triggered it, but I was lucid. I decided to fly. I took off into the air from wherever I was and was flying quite fast and had a good amount of control of where I was going for the most part. It was evening, I believe, and I was outside. I flew higher until I was above the clouds. I looked down at all the clouds below me. It was very pretty. I started to lose height for a bit until I was below the clouds again. I thought to myself to simply rise up again instead of thinking too hard about it. I gained a bit more height.

      Then, back to the NLD. I was inside somewhere in a small room with white walls, and I figured out that the Robin Williams thing happened awhile ago, and he wanted to meet back up with me, but the day before we were supposed to meet up, he killed himself. I figured it out by looking at his planner and his calendar, which was hanging on the wall; he had written in light orange ink "Krista" on October 3rd (not an accurate date I know but it's a dream). In fact, all of his writing was in light orange.

      I then spent a lot of the dream trying to figure out how to go back in time or how I could meet up with him anyway. I'm honestly not sure if it was one or the other or both, because it feels quite jumbled in my mind. There was a point where I was back in the swimming pool.

      I also feel like there was some more lucidity, but it was very brief.


      I was inside somewhere, preparing donuts for some group thing. I called the person I was going to give free donuts to. I was going to just pick a random person. I picked a person with a very short name, it was something like Roi or something; it seemed, in the dream, that the person I was calling was from a video game, Fire Emblem maybe (I know there is a "Roy" in that game). He answered though, and didn't sound like he had any sort of accent. I was asking him about the donuts and what kinds he wanted and stuff. As I was talking to him, I was in a room where we were getting trays of donuts ready and putting the boxes together and stuff. Others were there as well, I remember Courtney S. being there among them. I then left the room to go do something else, and asked the guy to hold on a second. I was still holding my phone. I was looking for something. It had to do with the donuts, but that's all I remember. I was thinking to myself this guy probably doesn't believe I'm getting ready anymore because all the noise from the other room had stopped. I then got back on the phone with him. Fortunately, he was still there. I was telling him I was doing something that I really wasn't doing, though I don't remember what it was. I was frantically searching for something still.

      Then, we got off the phone. We had everything set up on long white tables; there were many boxes of donuts there, most being all chocolate iced or a combo of half chocolate iced and half glazed. My box for the guy I was on the phone with had lots of different kinds in it. I remember a vanilla iced and a maple iced, and there were some with an orange icing on them. As I was looking at the orange icing, I wondered if it was cheese or icing. The ones with lots of icing had the icing overlapping onto other donuts. It looked kind of messy, but they'd at least taste good. I did wonder, though, if I was supposed to use those kinds of donuts since everyone else seemed to have the same two kinds. Oh well, too late now.

      People started to come in to get their donuts. I was trying to spot my guy, whom I expected to look Asian. He was one of the last ones to come in, however. When I saw him, I was actually sitting on a platform or something a little above everyone's heads. The guy looked like a guy I knew that came into the coffee shop regularly IWL. He was young, about 30 or so, had a small dirty blonde beard/mustache, and light brown hair on his head. He looked up and saw me, and he spoke to me, though I don't remember what he said.

      Updated 09-14-2014 at 06:30 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    5. Re-Stringing a Guitar, Refusing to Kill the Roses, Dinosaurs!!!!, and the Swim Bakery

      by , 08-04-2014 at 02:46 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in a building, working on re-stringing a guitar. The strings were all in place except for one or two. I looked at them very closely, and they didn't really look like guitar strings at all, but different types of silver necklaces. The one I was working on looked like it was made of small ball bearings.


      I started to tighten it into place. When I felt it was just tight enough, I started to pluck it. Hmm. It still seemed a bit loose; it gave a bit instead of making a sound.

      Then, I was talking to someone about chewing tobacco. I was being told that someone else really likes it to be as fresh as possible. I then had some chewing tobacco, and I put some in my mouth and literally started to chew on it. I then remembered that that isn't how you actually use it. I put it in my lip instead. I wondered why the hell I was doing it, because I hate chewing tobacco, not to mention it's terrible for you.

      At some point, I did go back to trying to put the string on correctly.


      I was going on a trip with my family. I mainly remember my mom being there. We were going somewhere in Georgia, Marietta I believe, and it was tax-free weekend, so the roads were bad, and the town was crowded. I saw many streets with people and cars on them. I remember seeing cars driving up some concrete stairs outside somewhere.

      I then saw my old boss, Sherry. She was standing in a doorway, and had a bunch of things behind her, though I have no idea what they were. She was telling me that the roses I was bringing with me should be killed when I was done with them. It had something to do with the chance that the roses could spread something. She then walked away. I couldn't bear to kill roses! I imagined myself purposely killing roses by pulling them apart. I just couldn't bear to. I would not do it. I told my mom I couldn't kill the roses.


      I was observing some dinosaurs. It was daytime in a desert oasis type region. I saw a green parasaurolphus laying down by a lake. I thought about how hot she must be, and how she probably would have to stick her head in the water to cool down since she was cold-blooded.


      I then was inside the scene, swimming in a nearby cave full of water. It was a shallow cave, and I was right by the opening. A green velociraptor started to swim towards me from outside. I knew I needed to avoid him so he wouldn't see me. I started to quietly swim to the side. I went underneath part of the rock structure and out of the line of the raptor's vision. He swam past me. I was still cautious so as not to attract his attention.


      I was working where I am now, but it was ran from the water. Like...being in the a pool and swimming was part of the job.

      I was then in a back stockroom. It was absolutely huge, way bigger than IWL. The floors were filthy, covered in grains and stuff to make bread. I thought about how this must attract pests. I also had never remembered seeing it so filthy before.

      I was then sitting down in a hallway. I don't remember what I was doing, but I was sitting with my back against the wall. I then saw a small, grey creature about the size of an iguana zooming around the wall and onto the ceiling. I thought that it was a huge spider, but then I thought that there was no way there was a spider that big. It must be a lizard of some sort. It scurried into an opening on the ceiling. I then caught a glimpse of its six legs. Whaaat?! I was thinking about whether or not there was a species of lizard that has 4 legs and 2 small arms, but nothing came to mind. Weird.

      I was then telling my boss, Shannon, about what happened. She interrupted my story when I was telling her about it, saying
      "A gecko?" as if she knew exactly what it was.
      "No," I said, "It had 8 legs! It was a spider!"
      I said it had 8 even though it had six. I thought about this in the dream, and how it was inaccurate. I did not correct myself, however.
      This seemed to be satisfying enough for Shannon. She did not argue about what it was anymore.

      We were then in a pool, and Brandi, a lady I used to work with at my old job, was there as well. Shannon was there also. I was some sort of lead baker. Brandi had been as well, but she couldn't handle it and had to step down. I "remembered" her getting really stressed out. She did the right thing though by stepping down. Now it was just me. I wondered if I could handle it.

      There was then a meeting in the pool. I got on a swim noodle and headed over to the group. I did something to try to be funny, but no one laughed or anything. I felt stupid. I then went underwater with the noodle, and it was taking me a way longer time than I thought it would to get back up to the surface. I wondered when my head would break the surface, because I could only hold my breath for so long. I kept thinking it should have already come, and that I would feel it any second.

      I do not remember if I ever made it back up or not,
      because my husband's alarm woke me up.


      Second time in the past week or so that I've dreamed about having to re-string an instrument. I do not play any string instruments IWL, and have no experience re-stringing anything.

      Also, dinosaurs. Fuck yeah!

      Updated 08-04-2014 at 03:13 PM by 32059

    6. My Wedding Photographer Runs a Roller Coaster, Apparently

      by , 07-14-2014 at 12:55 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      Something about two guys.

      When I woke up, in the middle of the night, I told myself I'd remember this dream. I think it's time to start keeping a notebook beside me again to take brief notes between awakenings...


      I was swimming in an in-ground pool with my friend Courtney S. It was sunny and beautiful outside.

      I then remember thinking about my wedding photos, and whether or not they were edited yet. I was in line to speak with my photographer, who had just gotten back from vacation. When I saw her at the front of the line, we were inside and she was sitting behind this counter/podium. I said hello to her, and something about the photos. She smiled and was excited when she responded, but I don't remember exactly what her response was, though I feel as if I misunderstood her, thinking that she had finished editing the photos. I saw her handling photos, many of me when I was a child. I "remembered" them being in an album at my wedding for the guests to look at, but I did not see any photos from the wedding itself.

      I remember doing more things involving my wedding, though I can't remember much of the specifics. My old work friend Nicole may have been there at some point.

      Then, I was hanging out with someone I knew when I was in elementary school, Alex H. We were having fun, I don't remember what we were doing, we may have been swimming. I had a feeling he was ready to leave. I asked him if he wanted to stay longer, but he said he had to go. I understood. We had a good time, and I was not disappointed that he wanted to leave.

      I then was waiting in line to ride some really fast indoor roller coaster with some friends, though the only one I remember knowing was Courtney S. It was a ride that usually had a very long wait time. I remember the colors being shades of purple and blue with dim lighting. The ride had something to do with the photographer/photography, though I couldn't tell you what the connection was, other than the photographer was the ride operator. Though this photographer was not my original one, but she was someone that my wedding photographer had hired. It was a woman around my age (25) or maybe a bit younger, and she looked very bland; her face had a blank, dull look to it. I remember hearing an old woman asking her a question, and her responding with a quick "No". The woman asked her another question, and received the same response. I walked away before I could hear any more of the conversation.

      Anyway, the negative photographer (ha, see what I did there? ) was standing behind a podium, though this time it was a roller coaster operating panel. We did not wait as long as I had remembered waiting for the ride before. At the end of the ride, you would win a lot of coins, mostly silver coins like quarters and such, because it was apparently also some sort of race. One of my friends in the dream, a short, chubby girl about my age with a dirty blonde ponytail and round glasses who resembles Kristin, a girl I met at at my old job IWL, said that if you were on the last cart on the roller coaster, and you finished last, somehow cheating the system, you would win double the amount of coins as the winner.

      We were then boarding the coaster. I got on the last car on the train. The shoulder straps came down, and the train started to move up. The chubby girl then jumped from somewhere on my right into my car with me. She was trying to cheat the system to get more coins.
      "Get off!" I said to her, more than once. I was concerned about her safety.
      She finally jumped off as the train was moving towards the main track. She jumped onto the last bit of floor left beside the car. When she jumped, the train was moving a little faster, so she had to run a little after she landed, and came very close to falling off the edge.

      The ride was very fast, but very short. I had remembered it being a longer ride, and then I figured out why: The photographer who had run it the last time was the main photographer, the one who shot my wedding. This other girl was just trying to get us in and out of there as quickly as possible.

      I then was at a machine that was dispensing the coins to those who won. I cupped my hands under the dispenser, and it started to pour coins out. I had quite a few, just enough to overflow my hands a bit.

      I remember the chubby girl had gotten on a car behind me so she could cheat the system.

      Remembered much more from last night than the past few. Just goes to show how journaling your dreams really aids in the recall of them. Hoping to step back into lucidity more often again, especially with the new mindsets that I've adopted. I'll keep you guys posted.

      Updated 07-14-2014 at 01:01 PM by 32059

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Murder Suspicions and Baby Bunnies in the Road

      by , 10-14-2012 at 04:35 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in some weird, mostly white, circular room. It looked kind of like a lounge or something. It was supposed to be DV I think. There was a big pillar in the middle of the room. Lots of people were milling about. The Sandman was the one I remember by name. The rest, I'm not sure who they were.

      I was very suspicious of The Sandman, and many of the other men there, mainly the people who were supposed to be The Sandman's male friends. I remember him and his friends being older men, and his friends being in business suits. The Sandman, however, resembled my dream guide, having shoulder-length brown, scruffy hair, and a mustache.

      Anyway, I was suspicious of him and his friends, because there was a murder, and I suspected one of them. I would listen to them talk and stuff. I think they knew that I knew I suspected them, so that made me even more anxious about the whole thing.

      I was then driving through my neighborhood, towards the entrance/exit. It was nighttime. A possum ran out in front of me on its hind legs. I started saying "Get out of the way, possum!" and stuff like that (like I do IWL ), and I narrowly missed him. I then saw a bunny and her babies in someone's yard that had just crossed the road. I was nowhere near hitting them. But then, more started to appear, mostly baby bunnies. They were all scattered in the road, and I was so afraid to hit them. It eventually was to the point where they were EVERYWHERE. I remember hearing one of the bunnies "screaming", as if they were in terrible danger. It sounded like a loud cat's meow.

      I then was out of the car, and kneeling at the side of the road by someone's yard next to a bunny family. I remember lots of white baby bunnies at this point. I went to touch the mamma bunny, and accidentally touched one of the babies, who was apparently a newborn, because it felt slimy, warm, and hairless. I was afraid that now, the mamma bunny would reject the baby.

      I was then washing my hands in my bathroom at my house. I finished, and saw a white baby bunny in my sink. How it got there was beyond me. I thought maybe he had been stuck to my hand or something, and I hadn't noticed. It looked dead at first, but upon further examination, I discovered that it was still alive, but barely. I looked down at the small, slightly damp bunny, and asked
      "Are you dying?"
      The bunny nodded.
      I then either asked if it knew where its mamma was, or if there was anything I could do, and it shook its head no.

      I then was in the DV place again, only this time, it was a section that had an indoor pool. I was getting angry at The Sandman's friends, though now, they looked like older teens/in their 20s. I remember one having a shaved head. I tried to flip them off, but my finger just wouldn't work right. I had to pry it up with my left hand, and still, I couldn't hold it up. Ugh, so frustrating! I was walking after them, still yelling and being angry, when they went through this purple set of doors that just seemed to appear out of nowhere on the wall. The doors had windows on them, and I could see them peeking through the windows, looking at me. I then decided to moon them. I knew I'd probably get in trouble with someone, but it was going to be so worth it. I turned around and pulled my pants down, and exposed my bare ass to them for a second or two before I pulled them back up and walked away, not looking back at all to see their reaction. I felt really, really satisfied with myself. I was thinking about the small birthmark on my butt and whether or not they saw it.

      I then was heading over towards my friend Courtney, who was in the pool I believe. She was trying to leave; she was moving away (she just moved to Ohio IWL). I almost felt like she was trying to get away from me. She went up the ladder to get out. I talked to her a bit. She was disappointed in me for mooning those guys (she had seen the whole thing from her spot in the pool). But the conversation started to get much friendlier.


      I was on campus at my old college, walking into the cafeteria area where I had that last job that didn't work out. I had no idea why I was going in there; I didn't want a confrontation with any of the employees. The restaurant I worked at was right next to the entrance, and in the hallway right outside, there's a door that goes into the back area of the restaurant. An additional hallway that doesn't exist IWL was there too. It's hard to describe in words.

      Anyway, I walked into the cafeteria area, and saw that it was very vacant. It must be around 10am, when many of the restaurants are still trying to open up. There was a fat lady whom I didn't recognize at the cash register. She was wearing a black shirt, and looked to be about middle aged. Her darker blondish hair was up in a short ponytail. Whew, someone I didn't work with or recognize. I figured she was my replacement. I then wondered if everyone else I had worked with, including my manager since I didn't see her, had also quit (wouldn't be surprised...the turnover rate there is very, very high IWL). As I turned to look directly at the fat lady, I fell down onto the floor.

      I then walked in the back. I didn't even know why I did it in the dream. I thought that the people back there would recognize me, and that I wasn't supposed to be back there. However, I don't remember even seeing any people back there. It was vacant, like the dining area.

      Then, again, I was suspicious of a murder, but it was in a different setting: My house. The Sandman was no longer involved, but people who resembled his older friends from the last dream were still there. I was super suspicious. The guys would apparently come to my house sometimes and chat with my mom. They worked with and really supported my dad.

      I then remember being in the car with the suspected murderer, a middle-aged man with a shaved head. He was driving, and I was in the passenger's side seat. I hinted that I knew he was the killer.

      I was then in the porch, and I walked out into the kitchen. There was a girl there, one that looked to be a bit younger than me, so probably about 20-22 or so. In the dream, I knew her, but not too well. We were talking, and I started to talk about Emilee, a girl I went to high school with who was killed in a drunk driving accident a few months ago IWL. Emilee had apparently been really close to this girl. Her eyes started to water as I talked about her. Mine did as well; it was a very tragic topic. I told her that I had to serve Emilee's alleged murderer every day at the coffee shop (I guess I still worked there in the dream). IWL the man behind the wheel of the car she was in was her age, and has many charges stacked against him. In the dream, it wasn't a car accident, but she was the victim of a cold-blooded murder. And the man who did it was the guy I confronted in the car, the one who helped my dad. I think I was one of the only ones who suspected him.

      I then was in the living room with my mom. I was sitting on one of the red chairs we have in there. I squatted down onto the ground and lowered my voice as I started to talk. I asked her if she thought this bald guy, whom I called Drew (it was supposed to be my IWL acquaintance, Drew D.) who was now peeing in the bathroom (I could hear him peeing), was the killer. She said yes, but she also said he really backed my dad financially. I told her I had confronted him about it. I then heard him start to pee in the toilet again. I then thought about me being the next victim, my name being in the headlines as "The Anderson's girl" being killed.

      Updated 10-15-2012 at 04:02 AM by 32059

      non-lucid , memorable
    8. Swimming With Caitlin, The "Evil" Politician

      by , 08-21-2012 at 01:40 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was asked by my friend Caitlin to go swimming at about 10am. I went and met her at the pool, which was the outdoor pool to this sports complex in our area. It was sunny and the perfect day to swim. I remember being in the pool in the shallow end, talking to Caitlin and having a good time.

      Then, Caitlin asked me if I wanted to go to a movie later. She wanted to see The Dark Knight Rises. I just wanted to go back to the pool, and I told her so. I think she went along with it at first.

      Then, when we were done hanging out, I posted a picture on Facebook of Caitlin in the pool, but it was an old picture, not the one from that morning. It was a picture of her in the pool taken from very far away, and no one else was in the picture at all.

      The picture was then not one of Caitlin at the pool, but of her in the front of a very large, tall room. Everything around her looked black: The walls, the silhouettes of the people, everything. Except for Caitlin. The picture zoomed in to her. She was behind a podium standing on a stage. She was wearing nice, lighter-colored clothes, and was smiling while she talked. I then put a halo on her head and made fun of her, joking about "evil" politicians, something along those lines.

      Then, I went to Jake's, even though I had told Caitlin that we'd hang out that night. I didn't think too much of it until Caitlin texted me, asking what I was doing at 8 that night, and said that she wanted to go to a movie, and listed a bunch of movies and their times. I didn't really want to go to a movie still, but I think I said I'd go, though I can't quite remember.

      Then, I was smoking with Jake. I took a hit from the glass pipe, but it tasted like burning wood. I looked in the bowl, and there were big chunks of charcoal in there.

      Updated 08-21-2012 at 07:25 PM by 32059

    9. Late For My Old Job and Rednecks In The Lawn

      by , 08-07-2012 at 02:53 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      I slept so hard last night that recall is a little difficult. I rarely sleep so well that I can't remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I didn't awaken at all till around 7am. An awesome night of sleep, but recall sometimes suffers for that.

      Dream - Lucid

      I somehow got my old job back at the coffee shop. They needed me to be there for an 8am shift. I remember imagining myself in the coffee shop trying to catch up with all the changes I've missed. The coffee shop looked a little different as well, mostly just spacier.

      Then, I was waking up in my bed. It was 8am and I was supposed to be at work, but I was in no hurry (that would not be the case in waking life). I was putting my socks on by the foot of the bed. I thought about texting someone at work just to tell them I was about to leave my house. At this point, it was a little after 8. I briefly thought about how I was supposed to be there at 8, not get up at 8, but I shrugged it off.

      Then, something about my friend being sick, or me being sick. This part took place in my room and possibly other places in the house.

      I then was walking outside by a small in-ground swimming pool. It looked like the outside of a hotel. It was a sunny day, and people were swimming in the pool, but they were all concentrated towards the middle; none were on the edges of the pool. I was with someone, I'm not sure who, but we walked past the pool towards a water slide or small water park.


      I was looking out my bedroom window, and there was an old, beat up red car with a small tree branch stuck in the windshield wipers driving through the back yard. What. The. Fuck. I was a little miffed about that, not to mention a bit confused as to why someone would be driving through the yard when there was a perfectly good road to use.

      I was then outside in the driveway. It was a sunny day. I looked into the back yard, and the car was still trudging through the grass. I approached the car, and a big, redneck middle-aged woman stepped out. I could see there was another woman in the car with her in the passenger's side.
      "Isn't the lady who lives here selling her house?" she asked me.
      "Yes, and I'm her daughter." I replied.
      I wanted to tell her to get off the lawn. I know I was thinking about it, thinking of telling them they were ruining the grass and my mom wouldn't appreciate that.

      While all this was happening, I was suddenly standing inside the porch, but it looked nothing like our porch in waking life. It was made of dark wood, and kind of cabin-like and rustic. In the dream it didn't seem right.

      But then, I woke up.

      Updated 08-07-2012 at 03:39 PM by 32059

      Tags: car, pool, red, water, work
    10. Getting My Family out of Nazi Germany, a Recording Session, and Some Lucidity

      by , 07-04-2011 at 04:56 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was helping my extended family come to America from Germany so they would be safe from the Nazi army. They weren't Jewish, but they were in danger of being drafted into the Nazi army.

      I remember being in an airplane with them. I don't remember seeing an specific family members, but I knew we were on the plane for a long time. We were flying over from Germany to America. I remember seeing a lot of my family sitting in the back of the plane, only the seats were set up more like they would be on a bus.

      I then remember driving down a road in my town in the daytime. But then, I was out of the car but still on the road. My grandma was with me. I told her
      "Don't worry, you're safe from Hitler now."
      She didn't respond.


      I lived in this huge manchine. I remember I had made friends with this bigger black girl named Olivia who looked kind of like this girl I know named Bri in waking life. We were walking down the street. She was walking her dog. We talked for awhile, and she mentioned to me that I was invited to go to this recording session in Missouri. It was being done by this guy that I know in waking life who comes and records some of the bands that play at the coffee shop I work at. I wasn't actually going to be doing any singing or playing music, but I was going to be doing technical stuff. I remember reading a letter from the recording guy that was inviting me and giving me details of the trip. Olivia had been invited too.

      Then, Olivia asked me to grab her this weird writing thing, it was like a caulking gun but it had ink or paint in it. I gave it to her. She then spray painted some of the pillars at my manchine. They were originally blue, but the spots she painted on them were yellow. She painted some other things. The whole time I was telling her to stop and asking her what she was doing, but she never listened.

      I then remember being back in the manchine. I was in a room with lots of waterways that led to outside. I saw my cat, Belle, jump into the water and start swimming. There was another cat swimming in there too, a black one I think. I was afraid Belle would swim outside and I'd lose her. She tried to go outside when someone opened this door in the water, but they quickly shut it again so she couldn't escape.

      My mom then got mad about Olivia vandalizing the pillars outside the manchine.

      Then, I remember practicing what I was supposed to be doing at the recording studio. It was almost kind of Guitar Hero-esque; I had to press some button every time a note came up. The notes looked like little colored boxes. I wasn't doing very well; it was moving too fast and my timing wasn't right.

      I then remember talking to some people in the manchine. I think I was in my room. One of the people in there was my friend and coworker, Tori. She had also been invited to the recording session. I asked her if she was going, and she said no. She then said she didn't think anyone from my town was gonna go. I then told her I probably wouldn't go then either. She said it was typical that no one from my town was gonna come to the session.

      I was then driving around in my car, just thinking and driving like I do so often in waking life. I then started to think about dreams, and did a reality check by counting my fingers. The first time I counted five, but I did it again and counted six. I was dreaming! I counted my fingers again, and counted 7 or 8. I then made a ton of fingers appear out of my hand. My hand looked super crazy! I shook my hand and all the extra fingers disappeared.

      I then floated up through the roof of my car. There were 2 guys with me, they were behind me. We were flying around above my car. It was like we were flying through a city, there were buildings on either side of us. They were an orange-red color. I looked into the sky. It was a beautiful blue and spotted with clouds. All the clouds were shaped like different things, but I can't remember any specifics.

      I examined my hand to try to keep the dream, but I lost it. I don't think I woke up, I think I went into a non-lucid dream, but I can't remember exactly.

      Updated 07-04-2011 at 11:09 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid
    11. Epic Night of DEILDs :D

      by , 04-12-2011 at 03:53 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I was in my room, and I was looking through the drawers of my old desk (I don't have it anymore in waking life). I found a little orange jar with weed in it. I was very surprised, because I haven't had or smoked weed in months (in waking life). I decided to keep it hidden for later.

      I also remember something about my neighbor selling me these candy-looking things that were really some kind of drug. They looked like Runts candy. One piece was red, and the other yellow. He gave them to me in a bag. I put them away where the weed was. I remember seeing some of the weed spilled out into my drawer. I heard someone approaching my room. I was trying to clean up the mess in the drawer. I scooped the spilled weed into a miniature wine glass, and put a black stopper on it.

      Throughout this experience, I kept wondering if it was a dream or not (it was very realistic), but didn't look too far into it.


      I was outside the restaurant Mcallister's. I thought that was weird, since we rarely eat there. I decided to do a reality check, although I already more than suspected what was going on. I looked away from the Mcallister's sign, and it said something like "Mcinter's". It's a dream!

      But I woke up. I didn't move so I could re-enter the dream.

      I was inside Mcallister's with my family, but it looked dark and much different than what it really looks like on the inside. I thought maybe they remodeled or something. We sat down, and upon closer inspection, I figured out I was dreaming again. I rubbed my hands together. (I did this many times throughout these dreams, and it worked wonders!)

      I then remember being outside on campus, and my ex, Jarrod pulling up with his old roommate, Dave. They both looked kind of different. I didn't notice them at first, but Jarrod yelled "Hey girl!" from out the window. I then noticed I was with Katherine. We walked over to them and got in the car. Jarrod was talking to me as I sat in the passenger's side seat, and Katherine was sitting in the back with Dave. Jarrod started to drive. We were going to his and Dave's apartment. I had a foreboding feeling, but I didn't think it had to do with me, but it had to do with Katherine. She was in trouble.

      We got to their apartment, and Dave and a bunch of guys started to gang bang Katherine. I walked past them because she didn't seem too upset about it; she wasn't objecting or anything.

      Then, I may have woken up again, but I again didn't move, and re-entered the dream.

      I was outside. It was sunny. I was walking down this path. I remembered the talk about doing dream drugs from a thread here on DV. I decided to try to make a mushroom appear in my hand. It didn't work.

      There was a lot of green grass everywhere. I saw this old couple. They were standing by a hill. In the hill were these little shelves. In the shelves were these chocolate-covered things. The old lady said that they were some kind of drug, something like MDMA, but she called it something else. I asked her if she needed them, and she said yes, because if she didn't take them, she'd get cranky. I walked away a little bit, then decided to try out a bit of telekinesis. I focused on one of the chocolate drugs, and pulled one into my hand. I ate it,
      then woke up again.

      Didn't move, and was in the dream again.

      I was outside again, and MK was with me. I wanted to get to the moon, but I decided to ask her where she wanted to go. I was excited to show my best friend what I could do in my dreams; I wanted to take her with me! I tried to make a portal the old way I used to do it, but then remembered the new way I learned. I drew an outline of a portal on the wall. I asked her if she wanted to go to the beach? The moon? She didn't really answer, so I decided to go to the moon. I concentrated hard on Nomad's DJ entries about the moon, and the portal turned black. I entered it, and felt myself getting sucked in. I was sucked through blackness. I concentrated so I wouldn't wake up.

      Then, I was at some resort. It was sunny outside, and next to the resort was a huge pool. Many people were at it, swimming and talking to one another. I walked up to the pool area. There were many people sitting at tables and talking. I asked an older woman
      "Where are we?"
      "The moon.", she replied.
      I decided to ask someone else. I asked the man she was sitting with where we were.
      "The moon.", he said.
      I asked a third person, someone sitting at a different table.
      "Where are we?"
      "North Carolina.", the person replied.

      Then, I remember being in a room at the resort. Ryan was in there with me. I decided I wanted to try to have sex with him. I asked him, and he seemed reluctant to do it for some reason! I told him we'd make it quick. So he agreed. I started to take my pants off and woke up.

      Didn't move, and went back to sleep, re-entering the dream.

      I was still trying to get my pants off. I guess it didn't really matter that much, since I was dreaming (dur) if my pants were off or on. I don't remember ever getting them off, but then Ryan asked me
      "Can we take this outside?"
      I said yes. We went out on the balcony, and started having sex. I could see people below me, people in the pools and such. They were looking up at us. Some were smiling, some laughing. No one looked disgusted. I didn't care, it was a dream! I can have sex wherever I damn well please.

      Then, I remember being out at the pool. MK was there again. She was running towards something, and I chased after her. I asked
      "So are you in my dream, or am I in your dream, or are you just a projection of my subconscious?"
      "Neither.", she replied. I thought maybe she didn't hear the last part of the question. I asked her again
      "So are you just a projection?"
      "What?", she replied. She had heard me, but she didn't understand what I meant.
      Then, a girl I know from choir, Sarah, appeared. She said something along the lines of
      "Yes, a projection of your subconscious." Then, she disappeared again.
      MK stared at me and smiled. She had never personally answered my question, but oh well. I have more exploring to do!

      I went to the edge of the pool, and put my hand in the water. The water gave me a lot of resistance for some reason. I pulled my hand through it a couple of times. I tried to close my hand in the water, but it resisted. Strange. I wanted to show MK that I could fly. I wanted her to fly with me. I told her this was a dream, and she believed me! She laughed, and said something, though I can't remember what. Something like "Well that explains a lot!".

      I took off to fly. MK did not go with me. I flew over the pool, and into this field. It was almost desert-like; the ground looks dry, but still kind of green. I saw many beautiful flowers, plants and trees. I remember seeing some lavender-colored flowers. I stayed closer to the ground so I wouldn't lose the dream.

      Then, I saw a kitchen clock hanging in the sky. I laughed and thought something along the lines of "How cliche!". I saw a lot of other weird things in the field, but the clock was the one I remember most.

      I then was approaching a tree house. It was very big; it had three stories. I entered the top story, and as soon as I went through the door, I heard a microwave beep. The room looked cozy and quaint. I really liked it.

      Then, I woke up.

      Throughout the dream, I did a ton of hand-rubbing to keep everything vivid and clear, but I can't remember exactly what points I did it at. I just know that I always was rubbing my hands together. How have I just now discovered this?
      Tags: deild, mild, pool, the moon
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    12. Missed Chance at Lucidity, Pool Fairy, and a Depressed Customer

      by , 04-06-2011 at 04:42 PM (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).


      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.


      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.

      Updated 04-07-2011 at 04:50 AM by 32059

      Tags: dorm, fairy, pool, snake
      non-lucid , memorable