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    1. Excerpts from the past week

      by , 06-14-2012 at 08:43 AM
      I've had a lot on my hands lately, and haven't given much thought to dreaming. I only remember a couple of dreams from the past week.

      First

      There is blue, and I decide to make it the sky. I fly over the earth and look down on it. It looks plastic, painted on. I decide on a spot and fly down. I wish to meet a guide there.

      There is a man and a woman. The woman is around my age and the man is a bit older. He is explaining things and we are listening. I don't really get anything new out of it.


      This relates to a sense that I'm having at the moment, of moving forward quickly and effortlessly, and not getting anywhere.

      Second

      Back as a University student, waiting for the time to go to a lecture, playing a game with some friends.
    2. The New year's party

      by , 03-08-2012 at 08:20 AM
      A bit more luck with recall this time. Remembered to do a mnemonic trick and remind myself to remember my dreams in the morning. For some reason I haven't done this for a few nights.

      It’s either Christmas or new year’s. I’m walking towards my parents place. The others are coming in the morning, and I’m thinking we are probably just going to watch a movie and go to sleep. There are weird lights in the sky, one long horizontal one and three shorter vertical ones. As I watch the horizontal one moves to the left and I figure it’s and airplane. The other three are lights from the city. It’s winter and there’s snow. Down the road I see some kids shooting fireworks. They run away before I get there.

      I arrive to my destination. There are some presents I’ve forgotten to give some of my friends. The names on the boxes are chinese. It’s too late now, and I open one of them, with French cheese in it. There is some blue cheese in the middle and I try to avoid it. I take a piece of one of them. It transforms into a piece of cake while I’m eating.

      I go out and there’s a party going on. There are a lot of people standing in an open area and talking, and there’s some food. I talk to one of them and N goes in to get something. Some folky music starts to play and I sing along a the first two lines as people start dancing. I’m going along untill N reminds everyone to “do the thing with the hands”. Everyone but me seems to know what this means and do add some hand thing to the dance. I have no idea what this is about so I’m not dancing anymore.