Dreamlog

Hazy Maze Cave:
I'm in a large space reminiscent of hazy maze cave from Super Mario 64.
I'm with Azula, Mai and Ty Lee from Avatar the Last Airbender.
I've won a battle and hooking up with Azula is the prize. Fairly vivid.
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Elsewhere in the cave there is another large open section with more openings on the left and the right. The further one has a portal or time-related effect. Stuck in time.
I find some old stuff of mine there.
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I’m leaving my car and walking through the parking lot to get to work. There is an escort standing by the turnstile with some pen and paper. She wants to give me her name and number.
I already have a sheet of paper and make a weak excuse. She fills her's out instead.
My hands are full with stuff and I finally struggle through the turnstile. My coworker B’s wife, J, asks me if I have my ant colony and my ant friend with me.
I quickly say yes, but then realize I don’t. Annoyed, I make my way back through the turnstile and head to my car.

Before WBTB

The Deal:
I'm in a haunted house, a sort of Scooby-Doo scenario with a group of people my age.
We’re in a room with fake doors, foam blocks cut up and filled into chasms. I start trying to feel out the walls, looking for fakes.
I'm out in front leading the group because this type of thing doesn't really bother me.
We get to the end of a hallway and there is a pantry. We all fill into the small room and I end up behind a woman.
I understand that this woman can see smell. I engage with some NSFW stuff with this woman.
Later, somebody says “things aren't so different after all”.
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We’re in the front yard of the mansion and we are trying out keys to several gates.
I try one and clearly the key is wrong, but the door can be forced open. The group decides we shouldn't win this way.
My coworker L is here and he has made a deal with a friend. The friend eventually shows up from inside the mansion but L is asleep on a bench now.
The group moves away, not wanting to deal with the rough looking guy, but I stay.
The guy starts going through L's jean pocket back looking for money. I keep watch.
L wakes and catches him. L gets mad and starts threatening to kick his ass, but it seems like the deal was OK.

After WBTB:

Chase:
I’m in a destroyed house, similar to the inn at Westfall from WoW but smaller.
I’m chasing an animated character from a show I'm watching.
Eventually I catch her and we start some NSFW stuff.
I wake up pretty turned on.

Fragment:
Something about being in a gas station store.

Odd Jobs:
I'm approved on a trial-basis to work for one of my coworkers, N.
The gig is 'odd jobs' such as carrying furniture for people, or giving rides home to drunk people from bars.
I'm in a camp-like area with a central mess hall for group eating. It reminds me of band camp a little.
White glove-like symbols are marked over doors, indicating potential jobs.
There is a sense of secrecy to it.
The other people in the work-group are mechanic-types and long-established in the work.
I'm a new-comer and feel isolated, especially since I'm the only non-blue collar person involved.
Standing in a parking lot area behind the mess hall, I get a text from N "you in? send a profile pic!"
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Later I'm in a park-like area. Mostly open grass, but a concrete structure within it.
I'm inside the concrete, resting. It's a cylindrical shape so I can lie down. My hands are cold against it.
My sister comes and finds me, now asleep. My perspective has shifted. I see myself sleeping with a smile on my face.
...
Then I'm in a car, still with the perspective shift. My sister is taking me somewhere.
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I'm at my Great-Grandma's/Grandma M's condo. My brother and my sister are running a sort of party.
My brother has set up some computer monitors, with one mirroring the other successfully.
I'm somewhat impressed by this.


Sleeping in the park.

Sneaky Crabs:
I'm at a party at somebody's apartment, sitting at a desk with a laptop in front of me.
My coworker J from the lab is here. I noticed that I'm not wearing pants and feel nervous.
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I'm at my second Arizona apartment, and there is a group crowded around the TV playing a game.
I watch the screen for a bit. It is a dark area, with tiny crab monsters all around.
The player needs to navigate a dark pathway forward while avoiding the crabs.
I brag that it looks easy. Somebody calls my bluff and hands me a strange controller.

Fragment:
Something about my coworker G.

Fragment:
A nightmare about shitting my pants.

I'm Mary Poppins Ya'll:
I'm in an outdoor space, a large field. There are several long banquet tables extending out into the distance.
Between some of the tables, there is a man demonstrating a flying device.
It's an umbrella that allows free-flight.
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Later I'm seated near the head of one of the tables with my coworker C and my friend H from the Tots.
I'm got the umbrella and I've taken off. High into the sky.
I feel uneasy knowing that the only thing keeping me from certain death is my grip on the handle.
But I get more comfortable with it over time, taking more and more risky angles by maneuvering the handle.
I go out of my way to make sure that the other attendees at the party can see me by gliding close to the other tables.
Eventually I return to my table. As I approach, C, challenges me to land the tip of the handle on a small plate.
I achieve that and return to my seat.
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I wake up somewhere that I don't recognize. My Mom comes into the room from a door in front of me.
I tell her all about my flying umbrella dream.
There's a CPAP machine next to me, and she is wanting the pipe part off of it.
This device is somehow now identified as the one that will allow free-flight.
I give it up freely, knowing that I have another one I can use.



Showing off my new flying umbrella. Made with ChatGPT 4.

Fragment:
I'm in a hotel with two levels.
My Dad and my Uncle J are there with me.
My Uncle is looking at something on Google Maps.
One of them has thrown a cigarette bud into a trash can.
I'm concerned this will cause a fire.

Return to the Hilltop Arcade:
My friends G and A are sitting on a bench, watching the sunset.
It's my birthday, and there is a cake-like pastry sliced into four parts.
There is a Dave and Buster's like arcade behind the bench.
This arcade is the one from my previous dream in September, where I met Arin Hanson.
...
The space has changed into a big factory. Intuitively I know that the working conditions are bad.
I'm escaping in a sequence similar to the one in the game Portal.
There's a monologue at the end that sounds hopeful.


The Hilltop Arcade. Made with Bing Image Creator AI.

Into the Square:
I'm riding a CATA bus from college, but I don't know where I am going.
I realize that I should pull the string to get off on the next stop and I find it on my right.
There's a building nearby and I go in, thinking I would like to buy a t-shirt.
Inside it looks like a mailroom, with a small square entryway in the center of the wall in front of me.
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I'm through the square hole now and I see my coworker J getting makeup done by a team on my left.
He's sitting down in a chair in front of some lockers.
It looks like a large locker room.
My friend H from the Tots comes through the square hole, but she is mad at me.
Somehow I have messed up the entryway, and she pulls out a banana peel from it.