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    The Kestrel's Dreams

    Welcome to my Dream Journal! I'm still getting used to the site, so bear with me!

    I'll make this all pretty eventually.


    // Recurring Characters (real people), for your and my own reference (since they're all aliases) //

    Zukin: Bestie and 3/4, went to Germany with me last year. We have almost died together multiple times by now
    Backpacking Group: Zukin, Ivan, Dan, Josh, Kebab, Penny, Cindy, and Suzy; We all drove down to Texas and spent Spring Break ('14) backpacking in the Guadalupe Mountains
    Bob: Older Brother
    Erik: Little Brother
    Germany Group: Zukin plus 7 others who were in the same program to study abroad in Germany for 6 months
    Kristin: Current roommate and close friend of four years
    Jasmine: High school Best Friend, but we don't talk much anymore


    Now that I have something Lucid in my DJ: Orange text = Lucid

    1. Lots of short dreams

      by , 12-14-2014 at 04:28 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      December 13, 2014



      More Boring than Homework

      I was in a crafts class or homework session of some sort, working on something. I finished the work early, and left. But it was boring, whatever I decided to do, so I went back to the class.



      What a Nice House

      I was in a foreign place. Or at least a different state. My family was on vacation there. An elderly woman was driving me to the house my family was staying in for the trip, and she said "Was für ein schönes Haus." We pulled up to the house, which was in a large lot. The whole town seemed western-ish, but the house was so out of place.



      YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!

      I had to call one of my old high school friends, K, to tell him something important. But he never picked up the phone. So I called like five or six times, and finally left a voice mail and as I was leaving it, he answered. I forgot what I told him, but his response was: "YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!?!" He asked what we would do next, and then the dream faded.



      Wrong Number

      My best friend from high school called my phone, and I was really happy because we haven't talked in a really long time. It turned out she had called the wrong number. I was sad because she sounded really disgusted or something. I asked her to wait a moment and we talked a little, though I'm pretty sure she didn't really want to talk to me at all.



      REALLY Don't Wanna Get Up.

      I had a false awakening in my room. I sat up, got out my iPad and started reading manga. My roommate walks in, sees me, and says, "wow Kestrel you REALLY don't want to get up do you?"



      Turkey and Peacock

      Here I actually woke up, fell back asleep, and had a longer dream. I was in a room with one of my students, who has ASD. I had the feeling of being responsible for him, and was trying to get him to fall asleep, for some reason. The room we were in was really bare, and had a dark blue-green feeling to it. It was a bit murky, or so,etching. He eventually fell asleep, and I stood up to leave. As soon as I opened the door, there were tons of people in the hall, leading into the living space. It was like a version of my apartment, but much bigger and with different flooring and walls. My brothers, cousins, some of my students, and other people ranging from age toddler to about 20, were all there. One of my cousins came up to me and said the adults were all out to a party of some sort. We older ones were all supposed to watch the younger ones for the night. Her hair was all curled and up in a prom-do, and when I commented on how pretty it was, she said it was always like this at school.

      Two of the people there were actually people I went to elementary and middle school with. They were playing some kind of epic battle game with some of the other boys there, and I tried to cross the "battlefield" without getting too much in their way.

      Once crossed, I was at the front door. The room had shifted to be like a larger and slightlyx different version of the Quaker meeting house I attended as a child. I was looking out the windows and big glass double doors, and one of the littler children suddenly said, "look, a peacock!" I hadn't seen one, but when I looked back there was a peacock right there. It was pretty, but also a little plain as far as peacocks go. I look a little to the left and see my craziest cousin outside, trying to get closer to the bird. I try to tell her she'll scare it away, but she is just being her usual wacky self, approaching the bird with weird motions. I see a little further off a turkey Tom.

      At first I thought it was all okay but the turkey and the peacock were looking like they were going to fight each other. I called my cousin to come inside, and we watched as the peacock flashed his beautiful feathers to look big and threatening. The turkey also puffed himself out to look bigger. The peacock started pecking amt the turkey, until it ran off. The peacock was alone now, but still looked like it wanted a fight, so I made sure to close the door firmly so it couldn't get inside and hurt any of the children.
    2. Car at School

      by , 11-30-2014 at 05:37 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      November 28, 2014



      I was in a high school shop or art class, but my boyfriend was missing. I knew that he liked to sit in his car and listen to the radio, so I went out to the parking lot to see if he was there. The lot was a lot like the lot at my high school, just a bit bigger and with more trees around the edges.

      I found him in his car and he wanted me to sit on his lap facing him. We sat like that fooling around for a while and we're just about to have sex when another classmate (his friend, who turned out to be one of Zukin's housemates... We'll call him J) was walking toward the car, calling my boyfriend (lol, I don't even know what his name was). I hid in the back while the boyfriend talked to J just enough to get him to go to his own car, which was on the other side of the lot.

      Classes were just about to get out for the day, so we decided to just leave and go somewhere quieter.

      Flash-forward, and I'm at my conferences that night. I was acing all my classes, but the shop/art teacher had docked me half my grade for missing class that one time. What a bitch.
      Tags: car, school, sex
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Train Troubles

      by , 11-16-2014 at 08:58 PM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      November 15, 2014


      I was on a train with my dad, and there was some sort of trouble. He had to get off the train so he could get some gas for his car, for some reason. He would rive the car to the next stop and get back on the train. We were going through the Midwest on our way to the West Coast (having gotten on the train in New York)

      When he got off the train, I went to sit with an older, friendly looking hiker.


      I spaced out and someone else had joined us. We all became friends, and there was a long break stop. They wanted to get some fresh air, so they got off the train and I stayed to watch all their stuff. But the train only stopped for like a minute and left without them! I was worried, because I still had all their stuff and was wondering how they would get back to where they needed to go...

      There was a point where it was night time, and the train was on a super elevated rail above a fairly large city. It may or may not have been the Big City on my dream map, but I don't think it was. If felt more like a different coastal city I often dreamt about when I was a kid. Anyways, all the pretty lights were going by, and the buildings were all so colorfully lit. It was fascinating and I just watched it for the longest time.

      Eventually I got to the destination, got off the train with my lost companions' things, and found my mom and brothers waiting for me. I called my dad to let him know I had gotten off the train (it was actually a few stops before I had planned to arrive at)
      Tags: car, city, family, train
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. First Lucid Nightmare

      by , 11-12-2014 at 04:42 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      November 11, 2014


      UGh. This was NOT a fun dream. This is the first time I've had a lucid nightmare...



      I was walking in the mountains outside my Big City, with Zukin and my brothers. We had decided to go camping or whatever near the top of one of the peaks. (I think it was to the northeast of the city, based on the general feeling I had, though I'm not positive)

      The place was weird. It had a jungle-gym-like entrance (it was either a rope tunnel upwards to the second floor, or something), but there was also a normal entrance near a picnic table. The house thing went into the rock-wall behind it, which was way cool. I was sitting on this picnic bench with the others, and looking around. There was a balcony-type veranda thing behind me and to the right, which I liked to sit on. To my right, which was downhill, the driveway thing slip like a wishbone to make a sort of turn-around where it met the road. To my left, which was further up the hill, there were other houses or something. It went around a left-turn and we couldn't see what was past this area.

      We acquired some guests, and there was a point where I could see a parking lot in the city, where I knew one of the people we were expecting was leaving from. So I knew when they left. None of us had cars apparently, so we were kinda stuck (I iguess we could walk there, but we could only drive away). This guy came leaping past us (like in John Carter) and he was about to leap right over the house and onwards, but we convinced him to stay. It was here that I sort of had the feeling I was dreaming, but I didn't do a reality check.

      Then , the person we were expecting arrived; it was my ex. Then I knew I must be dreaming, because A) we don't talk much anymore and B) he's living on the other side of the country haha. I looked at my hands, and realized I was dreaming.

      But it really wasn't a very high level of awareness.

      That's when I started getting a bad feeling about the place. There was a beautiful sunset, and good company, and an amazing house to stay in for the night, but I couldn't shake this slightly bad feeling. It got worse as the sun set more (and, knowing my dreams, sunsets/darkening of the world in general are beautiful but a bad sign)

      It seemed to be in a perpetual state of sunset, though for the most part. Then a car drove past, coming down from the mountain. When I looked in the windows, I could have sworn I saw creepy-ass ghoul faces staring at me. I blinked, and there was a lone man in the driver's seat. The car went down to the rode, and ended up turning around to come back up. The driver unrolled his window and asked the guests we'd gathered if they wanted rides down the mountain. They all readily agreed.

      Watching them leave, packed into that little sedan, was like watching my own death or something, for some reason. I was suddenly vary anxious, and said to my brothers, ex and Zukin, "Let's go inside... like now."

      They all nodded and got up to go inside, but I had a little makeup bag filled with various kinds of sweets, mostly chocolate. As I picked it up, my hands were shaking so much that I dropped it and the sweets rolled all over the place. I grew even more frantic, and told them all to wait for me. The only one who wasn't inside yet was my big brother, who was stepping inside the door. I stammered, "Wait B don't leave me out here you need to WAIT!!!!" (the last word was shrill, cracked, hysterical)

      I was on my hands and knees trying to gather up the dispersed sweets, barely able to put them back into the bag. My brother stopped, turned, and came to help me. He asked me what was wrong, but all I could get out was, "I don't know. I'm scared and I don't know why but I'm so scared!" I was still shaking so much I couldn't even pick up chocolates anymore. He picked them up and helped me put them back in the little makeup pouch, but at this point I was covering my ears and rocking back and forth, and my eyes were shut so tight it hurt. He asked what was so important about the sweets and what was wrong, again.

      I didn't even know. "I DON'T KNOW. I'm just so scared. I don't know why and I hate it I hate it I really, really hate it..!"

      There was a swooshing sound and I screamed at the top of my voice.


      Then I woke up... I RC'd about 15 times, using various of the methods to be sure I was awake
      It was only 1:40 am. For the next hour at least, I was just laying there, still very edgy. I was convinced my room was haunted, that there was something looming over me. Every time I closed my eyes I could see it; It was wrapped in some sort of cloth, almost like a mummy mixed with a zombie, but it had no face, and didn't move an inch, ever. I could sense it and hear it, in a really weird, disconnected way.
      There were also some noises. There was a scratching once, and a clang another time, and then a thump around half an hour after I woke up... Could have been anything, but I was convinced there was something evil in my room, and so it was very hard to fall back asleep.
      Categories
      lucid , nightmare
    5. Haru Dish and Mountain Trails

      by , 11-08-2014 at 06:31 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      November 02, 2014


      I was interning in a new classroom, at a new school... it was right next to a strip mall of sorts. During the lunch break on my second or third day there, I realized I'd forgotten to pack a lunch, and so I went to the strip mall to try and find some food. I decided to stop by a clothing store since I needed a new shirt, but when I asked the floor helper about a simple shirt, she just pointed at my stomach and chin and scoffed that there would be NOTHING in my size in this store. I left that place, but first I looked around the bottom floor and passive-aggressively fucked with some stuff.

      I couldn't find a fast food place, but there did end up being a little steampunk-y Japanese place inside the Target or something. I went there, and ordered something called a Haru Dish (hah, one of my students' names is Haru). The chef who was putting my dish on the tray was messing with me, pretending "that was all" with each little added ingredient. I was in a hurry to get back to class because my break was almost over, but the guy did make me feel better about what had happened at the clothing store, because he was trying to make me smile.

      By the time I did have my food and was able to start walking back to the school, apparently not only was lunch break over, but the bell was ringing for everyone to go home; I'd missed the entire afternoon... I tried to find someone to tell that I was sorry, but no one was there. I did find a bike, though. I got on the bike and rode it far down the main street the school was on. I rode the bike all the way out of town (apparently most of the town was in that strip mall) and into a sprawling, flat desert-like place. It got dark, and I met my little brother, who had my car. I put the bike in the trunk, and we both started driving back to the small town. Apparently I had sunglasses on that was making my vision all wonky; I could only see in a horizontal line and I couldn't drive this way, so I asked my brother to find my normal glasses and give them to me.

      I stopped the car at the side of the road still a few miles out of the town, and we decided to walk the rest of the way. There were mountains with shrubs and trees to our right, and a bike trail led out into those mountains. I decided to take that trail (and apparently it was somehow sunset again, not night like it had been a little bit ago).

      I rode the bike through the mountains for what seemed like a long time, and hope I wouldn't get lost... eventually I came out of the mountains and came back to that main street just outside of town. My brother was at the trail-head with my car again, and we drove back to the school.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Being Home = Moar Dreams

      by , 09-01-2014 at 04:19 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      August 30, 2014


      I swear, every time I come home to visit my parents, I have rapid-fire dreams. I remember more, I have more vivid dreams. I think this town somehow puts me in the right flow for dreaming...

      Anyways.


      Road Trip

      I was driving up north with some people... We were in the car, on the highway, but then the highway turned into a cave. We couldn't keep driving the car, so we had to park it in the cave, and leave all of our clothes and stuff in a pile near it (for some reason we couldn't just keep it in the car).

      So we had to walk the rest of the way; I don't remember if we made it there because there was a gap in recall here.

      We were walking back down the highway... But we all got hungry, and stopped at a gas station-KFC store. We ordered some chicken, but one of the guys in my group got nasty chicken, and started complaining. HE said it was so bad he couldn't stand by and watch them make chicken like it any more. He jumped over the counter screaming that he would show them how to make REALLLLL chicken.

      We met a young woman going further south than we were going, so we offered for her to come with us for part of the way. We walked along the highway (but as fast as a car would, oddly) and eventually came back to the cave where our car and stuff were. We walked down the cave-road for a while and almost gave up before we found the car.

      (I remembered at least 4 dreams while typing this. I'm in my bed at my parent's house. I swear. I remember more dreams when I'm here, too)





      Tyrion Lannister is a Woman

      I was in a room the whole time, but I don't remember what I was doing there. For some reason, Tyrion Lannister kept visiting me and talking about random shit with me. One day when he came in, he told me Cercie had set a bounty on his head for some reason. I asked why, and he handed me the wanted posters. "Order for the Beheading of Tyrion Lannister! LEt it be known that he might as well be a woman! He has fallen in LOVE and this cannot happen!"





      Pool Floor

      I was in a house with pools for floors. There were turtles all over the place for people to step on to get from place to place. But there was also a shark in the water, so you actually had to be careful. I think there was something else in the water, too, because I was terrified of touching it. I remember falling into the water and flipping my shit, but my companions, whoever they were, got me out of the water quickly. I had some sort of discussion with them, but I can't remember what about.





      No Special Meals

      I was in a boat race with the Backpacking club, I think. We were all on a team, or else our group was split into two teams and we were racing each other. MY team had a faster boat, but the other team got started faster than we did. By the time we were stopping for food, my team was in the lead, which was nice. We all stopped at this restaurant on the water for lunch, and I remember getting my food and being so hungry, but then looking over at the table for the opponents, and they all had some sort of special meal, and we were all so upset and jealous, and tried getting the waiter to give us special meals, too. But they wouldn't give us special meals, and so we scarfed down our normal meals and then left without paying. The other group was sitting in front of a VERY TALL wall of paintings and mirrors.

      We were getting into our boat and starting the race again when the other team came out and laughing and joking and happy and we were all "Meh."

      I was paddling in front, and someone else was paddling in back for part of the time, but for the rest of the time I was the only one paddling.





      Failed Job

      I was in a maze-like building with five different rooms. It was a little bit like a house in Animal Crossing: New Leaf. I was organizing furniture and whatnot, and then when I was in the innermost room, I got a ping that the monsters I was apparently running from/killing the entire time were heading for the exit. I couldn't let them out into the world, and so I desperately ran to make it to them and kill them before they got out. I made it to the security door in the outermost room, but I hadn't seen the monsters anywhere. I went outside and saw, to my horror, that they were already out, and killing people.





      Mojito Crazy

      I was the midget husband of a vampire woman who needed Mojitos to survive. We were living in a huge castle on a bay in the fishing town on my dream map. In the bay, there was a large towering building coming out of the water, and a current rotated around that tower. I had to jump in the water and grab supplies to make Mojitos for my wife. There were lots of things just floating in the water around the tower, and sometimes people were with them, just floating along, holding onto their baskets of goods.

      I jumped in and swam along the current, looking for limes and mint and whatnot. I ended up picking up lots of things I didn't need, because it was Minecrafty, where you pick up everything near you. By the time I had everything I needed, my whole inventory was full, and I didn't want to bother with trying to put things back. So I went back to my wife with everything.

      When I got back, we found out that neither of us actually knew how to make Mojitos. So I had to go around town and find someone who had made a Mojito, steal it, and bring it back home to the castle. And even though just about EVERYONE in the town had the ingredients, no one had made a Mojito. So I had to go back home empty handed, and my wife was getting desperate. Then I changed perspective to be the wife.

      I went outside, looking around with an insatiable thirst for Mojitos. It was now dark out, and I ran up to a public restroom and acted like a crazy woman so that I would be arrested. I don't know what this was supposed to accomplish but it was all part of a plan, apparently.
    7. Holy Fucking Shit.

      by , 08-15-2014 at 07:05 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      August 14, 2014 (part 2)


      Premonition

      So, around noon, when we were driving to a fossil dig site to find some fishies, I suddenly remembered what may have been a dream:



      I was in the car with my brothers and dad, and we were turning onto a portion of road that has been closed until this day of our vacation here in Utah. We drove up the hilly road, over a mountain. I remember it being fairly steep, and winding and there was a rock wall on our right, and a ledge with a few small trees to our left. I remembered the curvature of the road and the imagery very vividly...



      Which is what made me ask, in the car today, "Did we take N. O. Pass yet or did I dream that...?"
      "You dreamt it, Kestrel."
      "Oh."


      Later today, we drove on the road, going the other direction. Even going the opposite way, I could tell... it was basically exactly as it had been in my dream. A few curves were slightly different, but the steepness and the landmarks were exactly the same.


      I have never been on this road. It's been closed the whole time we were here, until today. This was such a surreal experience for me, and I had to RC a few times in the car because it was the same as my dream.
      Tags: car, mountains
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    8. Dogs in Germany and Failed Test // Poisoned the Wrong Guy // In the Mountains

      by , 07-31-2014 at 05:07 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 30, 2014



      Dogs in Germany and a Failed Test

      I was living in Germany, as part of my Masters in Education program. There was apparently a special set of classes abroad for people who spoke German. I was living in an apartment on a hill somewhere, it looked like it was near where I lived in Tübingen while I was there. My brother was apparently there, too. I was talking to him about how we would move all of our stuff to the airport. We had rented a car for the whole time we were there, and because we were in apartments, we had all this stuff we needed to either sell of take back home with us. I was under the impression that we were going to take it all back home. I'd also gotten two dogs while I was there. One teeny-tiny dog (which is so unlike me) and one very large dog. They've never been in the car before (I got them from a neighbor, so I didn't drive them to my apartment), so I was worried about how they would handle being in the car, and also worried about whether I would be able to get them on the plane and back home with me.

      As I was putting things in the car, and getting a space ready for the dogs, my aunt L was there, for some reason. She wanted to ride in the trunk, where I was going to put the dogs. She was very adamant about it and got in the trunk, and wouldn't leave. The car was an old hatchback, by the way.

      My friend Sammie was also living in the same apartment complex as I was. She was going to need an extra room for another month, so I offered her mine, and went to live at my host family's house for the rest of the time. They were gone on vacation, so I stayed at their place and watched the house for them. I was working out with Sammie all those details. I thought I was going to b there for another month, but it turned out my flight back was in a week. We somehow worked it all out, but I can't remember how.

      Then, I went to check my grades from the exam I had taken for my final class. I got the results, and found out I had failed miserably and would need to take supplementary classes. But I was leaving in a week, and couldn't get my flight changed to a later date. I was miserable, and since I was at the school, I went to one of the monitors on the wall where we could check our school information. I wanted to make sure they hadn't outright kicked me out of the program. I did THAT badly. I went to a wall, hooked two parts into a device, and pulled a lever. A wall of water came down and an image was projected onto it, and I used the water-wall like a touch-screen to select files and options and whatnot. A tour group of incoming students was watching me the whole time, with looks of awe on their faces, but I had my head pressed against the wall in dejection because I was so upset.





      (I woke up to loud music outside, and realized I had only been asleep for about an hour; it was 2:30 am... Fell back asleep, and stayed asleep until my alarm went off)

      Poisoned the Wrong Guy

      I was with Zukin in a classroom at one of the high schools in my hometown. It was apparently the office for the German faculty (though I don't know that they even have more than one or two German classes at that school haha). I knew I was at that school because of all the windows around us.

      Zukin and I made an iced tea and shared it while watching some of the other teachers. I think we were interviewing for some sort of tutoring position. We didn't trust one of the teachers; he wore a suite of armor that was white and blue; mostly striped but with other intricate patterns all over it, too. So we made a plan: Zukin would be my student and offer him some iced tea. But there would be poison slipped into it.

      But she went too far away and offered the poisoned tea to a different teacher on accident. Oops.





      In The Mountains

      I was in the mountains, on a train or bus or something going along what I think was either the northern or the southern edge of a valley. I looked out over the mountains, and noticed that they were green and lush at the bottom and in the valley, but the tops of the mountains were like the mesa biome in Minecraft; layered with orange, red, and yellow colored rock and sand, with the very peaks being vast and snowy. I don't remember what I was doing there, but it was beautiful and strange.
    9. Night Gas Run // Pizza // Phone Theif // Elementary

      by , 07-17-2014 at 01:22 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 16, 2014




      Night Gas Run

      I was in my van, at a fairly sprawling gas station. The kind you'd find right off the highway, with at least 20 pumps and plenty of space between them. My car was parked in a large lot right next to the pumps, alongside the small store. I was with the people from my cohort again, and we were all driving out to some school. It was dark out; I think very early morning. My cousin was also there, as well as my brothers. I was sitting in the car with them, talking about something or other, and I had to move spots for some reason. As soon as I moved, things went all chaotic and it was difficult to find a new spot because people suddenly decided to all try moving at once.



      Pizza

      I was in a class, and the teacher had gotten us all pizza. There was tons of it, and lots of bottles of pop. I know for sure that Zukin and Stussy were there, and a few people from my cohort. When class was over, I was helping people collect the bottles from the pop, because I wanted to return them for the deposit. Stussy was helping me and talking about how much pizza he'd eaten, and I vaguely wondered why he was there, since I have never had a class with him before. But I didn't think it was odd enough to realize I was dreaming : /



      Fragment: Phone Thief

      I only know that just before waking up at 4 AM with a jolt, I had my phone in my left hand, and someone bumped into me, jolting my phone out of my hand. I think the person was trying to take my phone. I don't remember hat I was doing just before that.



      Fragment: Elementary

      I was at the school I intern at, helping the kids get off the buses in the morning and talking to them, though I don't remember what I talked to them about.
    10. We Forgot Her // A Differnt Vacation // Temporary Tattoo Makeup // Dirty Watch

      by , 07-12-2014 at 04:21 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 11, 2014




      We Forgot Her!

      I was on a vacation with my family, but I can't remember where we went. I do know that my cousin was staying with my brothers and me in one house while the adults were in a different house. We'd rented two that were next to each other so we would have enough space for us all. I know I dreamed of things that were happening during the vacation but all I remember was being in a pedestrian mall, looking for a pizza place and the end;

      We were getting ready to leave, and I went into the house to make sure we had everything and because I hadn't seen my cousin in the car yet. I looked around and didn't see her, so I assumed she was in the car now. I went out, we all got in the car, and headed back home; but about ten minutes into the drive, I realized my cousin actually wasn't there, and I panicked because we had lost her.



      A Different Vacation

      I was in the car with my brothers, on the way back from a different vacation. I think we may have been visiting up north. But it was weird, because we picked up Kevin, my big brother's oldest friend who lives down the road from us, and another of his friends, and I got the feeling we were in my neighbor's driveway. But we were coming back to our house. So it was weird.

      We were on the road; I was sitting in the back of the car, in the seat behind the passenger's side front seat. We were driving, and as we passed some rolling hills with houses on them, and think pine forests, my little brother was pointing out the house our parents had just built. I asked if he was sure that was it, and he said "I'd know that plot anywhere!" I had the impression that it would be a long drive... But I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, we were already back in town; driving along the road we used to take to get to pre-school.

      (oh my goodness, I just remember like three really old dreams)



      Temporary Tattoo Makeup

      I was getting ready for a class in the morning, but I didn't have a mirror, so putting on my makeup was really difficult. I had decided on the purple sparkly eyeshadow I have for the day. I ended up having to do the makeup on a piece of paper, and then sticking it to my eyes to transfer it, like a temporary tattoo. But I still needed a mirror to make sure I didn't screw it up; so I went into one of the school buildings to try and find a bathroom. But I'm pretty shy about putting makeup on in front of most people, and so I was trying to find either an empty bathroom or a stall with a mirror in it. The first bathroom I went in had a man in it, for some reason (lol, I just remembered another dream where all the toilets in this huge bathroom were massage chairs; they were all out in the open though). The second bathroom didn't have a mirror in it at all, and the third had lots of people in it. I left all the bathrooms and ended up doing my makeup at a table in the room I had classes in, before anyone got there. When someone got there, I asked it my makeup was alright, but I woke up before I got an answer.



      Dirty Watch

      I was with my teaching cohort, and we were talking about some adorable little girl who lived on such-n-such street (there was a street name, but I don't remember it). We were all at my house for some reason. One of my classmates, M, was explaining something about the little girl and how she knew it. I remember looking down at my watch, but it had a stain on it and water inside the screen, so it wasn't working... Which puzzles me. It's usually my cue that something is off, making me do reality checks. What would it mean if my dream watch stopped working, I wonder...?
      Tags: car, cohort, family
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Can't Find It // Wrong Zip Code // LARP Couch

      by , 07-09-2014 at 01:18 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 08, 2014




      Can't Find It

      I was driving my cousin to an auto-repair shop, where his car was being worked on. We were lost though, and couldn't find it at all D:



      Wrong Zip Code

      I was with my friend Moon, and she had picked me up from the airport, and was taking me to her house. We drove through some arid desert hills, and then through a part of the city. We were in the wrong zip-code though, and had to take a ferry across a river to get to the right place.

      The whole city was really open; not many trees, lots of dirty and sand and clay.



      LARP Couch

      I was sitting on a couch with my older brother; the couch was in the middle of this vast, mostly flat field, and there was a rocking chair across a firepit from us, and a bench and some log stumps-for-chairs to our left. There was one tree about 50-yards in front of us and a tad to the left. I was holding my Real-Life LARP staff, but in the dream it was a little more intricately designed, and it was actually Zukin's; I was just holding onto it for her, until she could come to pick it up.

      My brother and I were talking to a few of the characters (there was a mixture of people I know from LARP and people who live at Zukin's co-op), but one of them was the Face. His LARP character's name was Timothy (at least, that's what I assume. Everyone was calling him Timothy, but they were all in character, so I don't think that was his actual name)
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Swimteam Fireworks // Miss Michigans // Crowd Like Water

      by , 07-09-2014 at 01:01 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      July 06, 2014




      Swim Team Fireworks

      I was a little girl on a swim team, and I was really good friends with the coach's son. But his mother hated me, and manipulated her husband into not letting me do anything with the team. I got estranged from them. She hated me because her son was probably in love with me. I started to live on my own in a rectangular house. It was one big room instead of multiple smaller ones; Except that there was a small bathroom in the back, right in the middle. So I was living on my own in this big house (I don't know what had happened to my parents, but they weren't there any longer. I had been living with the best friend, but his mother had driven me out)

      While I was living on my own, I somehow got a huge wound in my side. I was bed-ridden for two weeks. I barely ate, and no one was there to take care of me. I was also bleeding a lot for those two weeks, so by the time someone found me, I was very weak. I forgot who it was that found me, but I get the feeling it was either another of the little boys on my swim team (we always argued and he made fun of me all the time) or a neighbor because they hadn't seen me leave the house at all in two weeks and wanted to check on me.

      I was in the hospital for a while, but I don't remember how long. After the hospital, child protective services put me up in the fanciest hotel in town, in the penthouse. When I was able to see the swim team again, just before 4th of July, I asked one of them if they had been worried about me while I was away, but they didn't seem to know what I was talking about... The mother of my best friend had cleaned my whole house and made it look like nothing had happened at all.

      On the day of the 4th, I knew that my friends in the swim team would be going to a certain spot to see the fireworks, like we had all done for years. I spent the night at my house instead of the hotel penthouse, and then walked to the spot where the team would meet up. I had to walk down my street (turning right out of the house) for a while, and then down a hill that spanned maybe 50-feet of elevation. There were steps along the road for people to walk on, and shrubs and trees and grass lining everything. The street leveled off, and then almost immediately I turned right on the main street, which was a boulevard and looked very Florida-like to me. The team was sitting a little ways away, and I went up to them to sit with them, but the mother glared at me as I approached, and so I instead turned right and climbed the hill a little ways, sitting behind and to the left of the team. I watched them having fun and wished I could join them... As the fireworks started, I moved closer and closer to the group until I was just on the edge of it.

      Then, there was an intermission in the fireworks, and the mother was taking a small group of them to the convenience store to get snacks. I snuck onto the back of the golf-cart they were taking, because the boy who always fought with me invited me to come with them. The mother didn't notice I was there until we'd already gotten to the store, and she couldn't just leave me there, so she grudgingly paid for my snack to make it look like she didn't hate me, so the other kids wouldn't hate her.

      We all went back to the golf cart and sat for a while before we drove back; I gave the boy who used to fight with me some gummy glasses, and told him "there's a swimmer's note on it!" (don't ask me what that means. It's gibberish to me...) He giggled, and the three other children (except my best friend, I think he was jealous) accused us of being all lovey-dovey and asked if we were a couple now. But he got all embarrassed and said we were just normal friends, then told me, "hands off the swim clothes!"

      I don't know what that meant either, but I think he said that sort of thing to me often. "Hands off the --- clothes!" Or something. I don't know.



      Miss Michigan

      I (and everyone in my cohort) were former Miss Michigans (yes even the one guy in my classes was a former Miss Michigan haha!)

      We had all organized a carpool system to all the competitions, and as we were entering one of them, one of us dropped something. I picked it up for her, and as I handed it to her, she told me under her breath that I should avoid something, though I can't remember what it was that I should avoid.



      Crowd like Water

      I was some sort of cat human (a little like a Felinetta) thing, and I was walking in an elaborate garden at night (there was a stone slab in the center, engraved, but I didn't catch what was written on it), when I met a sort of dog-human-thing. We sang a beautiful duet and acted out a dramatic love scene from a book we both loved. There was lots of moonlight and star-twinkles and I think some twittering, tweeting yellow birdies. Very Disney.

      Fast forward a lot of years, and I am the daughter of these two animal-people. I now had a baby brother who was just learning to walk. We had taken him to the garden where or parents had met and duet-ed, but we suddenly had to flee, because the secret police were trying to neutralize us. My parents say we must leave my little brother in the garden until it's safe to come back and get him (they knew that the police would never harm a baby, even the baby of someone they were after), but I refused to leave him, and picked him up. We ran, and as I passed the stone slab in the center, I suddenly could read it in a glance: It was a prophecy that stated that my parents being together would bring about the destruction of the world.

      As we ran, we slowly changed into full-humans. We ran up what looked like the stairs in my Oma's house, then through a wide alleyway, and then dad whips out my real dad's old white car (the one he had when I was a toddler. He got rid of that thing YEARS and YEARS ago! It was the one my parents always told us could fly haha)

      "Dad you still have this thing?!" I said as I got in, setting my brother down in the seat next to me.
      "Ohhh yeaaahhhh~"

      So we drive out of the alleyway, and as we're doing it, a brand new, shiny BMW is driving toward us. There's not enough room for both of us to be there, but the shiny BMW graciously slims up and pulls over to the side to let us pass. I realized this was weird, and looked down at my hands; Two thumbs again. This time it was my left hand, and the copy-thumb mirrored every movement of my real thumb.

      So, I was dreaming. A woman suddenly walked out in front of the car, and stopped there, in the middle of the street, and just kinda lazily looked around. I yelled at her to move, or else I would have dad run her over (I wanted to see her reaction). She wasn't all that impressed, but she did move, and we went on our way. We ALL (even the baby brother) flipped her off and called her a bitch. Suddenly, there were tons of people all around us. We'd come out of the alley and into a bazaar-type marketplace, and it was packed.

      We keep driving, and I watch as we quite literally plow through people. They didn't move out of the way at all as we moved by; instead, they rolled over the car and landed exactly where they'd been standing before. It was like water. They just flowed over and around us, without batting an eyelash. When we got through the crowd, everyone stopped whatever they had been doing and applauded us. "YOU MADE IT!" They were shouting.

      I got out of the car, and wanted to try taking off my clothes while they were all looking, but woke up before I could get anything off.

      Updated 07-12-2014 at 07:56 PM by 69491

      Categories
      lucid
    13. Closed for Construction // Daleks and Cylons

      by , 07-01-2014 at 05:08 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      June 30, 2014


      orange text = lucid

      Closed for Construction

      It was Monday morning, and I was going about my business in the classes; it was almost break time. We were learning more about running records in my Teaching Literacy class. The teacher called for a break, and I scurried on over to a shop in a neighboring building, where I've been getting my mountain dew and coke lately. I opened the door, which was strange, as the door was usually propped open, and instead of the shop, there were three desks; they were strewn all over the place, not lining up with the walls or with each other. It was then that I remembered the sign I'd seen on Friday, saying that the shop would be closed starting Monday for construction (this sign was actually there, and the shop actually was closed today).

      There was a construction worker sitting at one of the desks, and at the two other desks were the two women I've seen at the register. The one I've seen most often looked up at me and asked me if she could help me.

      "Oh, I'm sorry. The shop was going to be closed starting today, wasn't it...?!" I excused myself and left, embarrassed.



      Daleks and Cylons

      I was on a college campus that was basically a mixture of my campus, my little brother's campus, and my old high school's grounds (and holy cow, I've dreamed of this place before, too...! I remember now where the library was and even the same courtyard I was now in). I was going to meet my little brother there, because he was going to show me where he spent his days. I saw him, waved him over, and he took me to one of the buildings, though I can't really remember which one it was. We talked about something, but I forgot what.


      I woke up the next morning and started to get ready for school. I was in my old bedroom, but it's slightly larger feeling, and the bed I had years and years ago was still in there. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, ate a bowl of cereal, and was in the process of packing up my backpack when I realized I needed to get something from the car. I went out to the garage, and rummaged around in the car (it was my dad's olllllld red Honda, which we got rid of 2 years ago) until I found whatever it was (I can't remember what), and then my mom came out saying we needed to leave NOW NOW or she would be late for work.

      "But I'm not ready yet...! All my stuff is inside!"

      "Well go get it!"

      I didn't think much, and ran inside to get my bag, which I hadn't finished packing yet. I plopped down in the car, and asked mom if we could hold up for a sec, because I didn't have all my stuff. "No time to waste, we need to go now."

      "Why can't I just drive the van on my own?"

      "Erik needs it because he has to stay late today."

      "I honestly don't mind waiting up for him at school...!"

      But we had already pulled out of the driveway. I made one of those longing motions for the retreating house behind me and the things I had left there. We had turned onto the street my old high school was on, except that it was much, much longer and in general larger-scale than it is IRL. I suddenly realized one of the things I'd forgotten was my wallet. I checked my pocket, and found that my debit card was in it, but a load of good that would do me at school. "Come on, mom, I don't have my wallet. I need that."

      But she didn't say anything, and we came to a road block where Daleks and Cylons [[ Centurions and human models ]] were asking to see my mom's ID (Daleks and Cylons comprised the police force here. I remember feeling a slightly defiant acceptance toward them. The way you'd feel if you were secretly a rebel, but wanted to appear normal to get past the checkpoint)

      "Ma'am can we see your ID?" Mom handed it over. The Cylon looked through the car at me, in the passenger's seat. "Does she have one, too?"

      "I do, but I left it at home," I said, glaring at my mom.

      The Cylon eyed me, then my mom, and then a Dalek that was looking through the passenger window right at me (it was uber creepy).

      They waved us on, and as mom pulled back onto our course, I suddenly realize: Cylons and Daleks... those are from two different series...! I looked down at my hands: My left was completely normal, but when I looked at my right hand, there was an extra thumb. I blinked, wondering if it was just my eyes playing a trick on me, because it all seemed way too real to be a dream. But the extra thumb was still there, and I was dreaming!

      I still wasn't totally totally convinced, and so I didn't want to do anything that would cause my death or my mom's death just in case, so I tried to reason with her using my real world logic:

      "Look, mom, I don't have my ID or my school card. I won't even be able to get into the school!"

      But she wasn't budging, and so I though, Fuck this shit, I'm waking up.


      And so I woke up. I was back in my bedroom, and a large office printer in the corner was beeping and whirring, alerting me that the Cylons and Daleks were running a search on my name. I sniggered at my cunning in getting out of that dream, and proceeded to rush into the living room, telling my dad and brother, who were just getting up, "You guys wouldn't remember, since it was a dream, but I just woke up from it."

      And then my real alarm went off and woke me up. It scared the shit out of me and I jumped at least a foot off my bed.

      Double false awakening and Lucid FAIL lol.
    14. Mr. Face // Schizzo Parking Garage // Playground of Horror

      by , 06-28-2014 at 05:10 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      After a dry spell this whole week, I finally dreamt again! I've been adjusting to a new sleep schedule since I just started graduate school...
      Anyways:

      June 27,2014




      Mr. Face

      I was with Zukin in a classroom. The tables were arranged in a square with one edge missing; the missing edge faced the whiteboard. I sat on the left edge, toward the back, and Zukin sat next to me. The Face was our teacher (But I'm not sure if it was actually the Face. It didn't feel like him. But I specifically remember that he looked and sounded like The Face, with his patchy, colorful clothes and his singsong voice)

      So, we were in this class, and the Face was our teacher. He was getting all enthusiastic about the World. He started to draw on the board, and I realized he was drawing a world map. It was incredibly accurate. I looked down at my notebook for a few seconds; it was blank. When I looked back up, the world map was finished and the oceans were half-filled-in with this super intricate pattern made with three different colors.

      Then, we were in a different classroom. It was my 7th grade science classroom. I was sitting on the right side this time, in the back (this room was arranged in three rows). The whole right wall in that classroom was windows into a little courtyard that no one was ever allowed into. I cant remember what the Face was "teaching" us here, but I do remember that we had snack time, and Zukin had brought some pineapples and was sharing them with me.



      Schizzo Parking Garage

      I was in some sort of Men In Black- or Jacky Chan-type movie. I don't know what makes me say that, I just woke up with the feeling that that's what it felt like. I was with some people, but I don't remember who, and we were driving in this packed, crowded, narrow city. It reminded me of Hanoi. Whoever I was with was going with me to our friend's apartment there.

      We drove around, looking for a place to park, and eventually went with a parking garage (that, now that I am fully awake and thinking about it, has been in at least one dream before!). This garage is very big... Like, everything seems like it's 1.5x scale. We found a spot, and walked from there to my friend's house. When we got there, my friend was half-naked with two women in his bed. He didn't want to open the door because the women were there, but I blackmailed him, telling him that if he didn't open the door, he'd go to jail. He finally opened the door...

      As I stepped through the door, it was like going back in time. I was suddenly back in the car, looking for a place to park. I pulled into the parking garage, parked the car, and we left the building, but I realized I needed to go back for some reason. I remember something about a large locker that I needed to make sure would be safe. I don't know why I didn't just leave it in the car... It may have been strapped to the top of the car, and I was worried someone would take it. So I took it down from the top of the car, and set it upright next to the car, looking around. I go up to the second floor (the car was parked on the first floor) and it has become this sort of posh-looking waiting room. It seemed very 90's to me, if that makes sense. I asked someone if there were lockers to keep belongings in (why put a locker inside another locker: I don't know), but she said there weren't any, and I went back down to the level my car was on.

      But the first level had become this weird basement storage area. Lots of old doors and windows were all over the place, leaning up on walls. The space was narrow and a bit claustrophobic, and I left without looking for the car and locker.

      I found my friends waiting for me outside the structure, and we went to our friend's house again. I noticed that his apartment building looked like my IRL apartments on the outside, but on the inside it was arranged differently; each floor was basically a stretched octagonal room with doors on each of the corners (so, think of a rectangle with the corners chopped off and doors put there). We waited at his door for about ten minutes and he wasn't opening it at all, and we couldn't hear anything from inside. I started to wonder if he was dead or asleep or something, and we left.

      On the way back to the garage, I had picked up an alcoholic beverage, and accidentally opened it before I remembered I was going to be driving really soon. I couldn't reseal it, so I tried to hide it. When we got back to the garage, it was still a bit off; it was about half-way between the way it originally was and how it had been the second time, if that makes sense. So it still had aspects of both versions. I found my car and the locker, put the locker back on top of the car, and just as I was about to get into the car, a police officer came up and started talking to me. I had the drink in my hand, and the cop noticed, but didn't seem at all worried about it.

      I said, "You're not going to give me a ticket or a warning or anything? This is alcoholic, you know..."
      "Nah, it's not a big deal."
      "Really...."
      "Yup. Just, you know, drive extra carefully," and he nudged me conspiratorially with a grin and wink.
      It was super weird and creepy so I got in the car and left, then woke up.



      Playground of HORROR

      I was with an old friend; we were children. We were on a playground that was deserted except for us. Everything was gray...

      We climbed through one of those tunnels on the jungle-gym, and then she suggested we climb up onto something that I can't remember the name of. She called it something specific... It was this big contraption... It's hard to describe, but I'll try. I was basically four polls sticking high into the air, and at the top was a sort of upside-down bowl with handles along the rim. There were ladders along the four polls.

      We climbed up and were crawling on top of the bowl, and then my friend told me to grab on tight to one of the handles along the rim, and I did... then she did the same on the exact opposite side, and it started to spin. It wasn't so bad at first, since it was just spinning on a horizontal axis, but then it started spinning vertically too, so I was upside down ad left and right and all over the place, and even when I knew I was oriented normally, it felt like I was hanging up, as if gravity was all messed up. It was terrifying and I was screaming for it to stop. It didn't stop, and my hands were getting tired, and I was terrified that if I let go, I would be thrown into space and die, but when my hands gave up and let go, I was gently set back on the ground by some unseen and unknown dream force.
      Then I woke up.
    15. Road Trip

      by , 06-25-2014 at 12:36 AM (The Kestrel's Dreams)
      June 24, 2014




      I didn't remember ANY dreams from the night. That made me sad. It's understandable though, since I'm adjusting to a new sleep schedule (thank you Graduate School!)

      But, I did take a nap, and remember snippets of a dream:


      I was with at least Zukin and one other, though I don't remember who it was. The other person was driving us around in a car or an ATV of some sort. We drove through a really winding, up-and-down path through various landscapes. Part of it was through thick woods with very little light getting through the canopy, part was through an open savannah-type field, part was on a rocky ocean coast...

      Zukin was getting MAJORLY car-sick, so we stopped for a bit and talked to some random people that happened to be there, but I don't remember anything about what we discussed or even what kind of people or how many of them there were.

      Then we had to get going, because we had to drive back in time for something-or-other. We got back in the vehicle and started on the drive back: It was now dark, and the road seemed MUCH narrower than it had been before, and I began to wonder if we had accidentally taken the wrong road... But all the same landmarks were there.

      At some point toward the end of the dream, there was a large vehicle coming toward us. The headlights were super bright, and it was going pretty fast, but whoever was driving our vehicle didn't seem worried... Then I woke up.
      Tags: car, zukin
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
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