Happy New Year folks, it's been a while since I posted in here for my sleep schedule has been too much of a mess as I work evenings/nights now. This is kinda my "hatsuyume" of this year as it's often measured on the second day, my first day can be found on Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/soapdispensersalesman/771531644662398976/bruh-my-first-dream-of-the-year-was-about-me-at-a?source=share I was in Amersfoort for a meeting for a cultural event or something (Probably Spoffin as I volunteered there in 2017 but never got around to it since while last year they had their final edition due to its lack of funding. At the meeting I'm hanging out with a group of people, including this guy I don't recall seeing there but somewhat resembles two dudes I befriended there. The guy asks what I've been up to and I tell him I lived in Berlin for a year and was about to tell him I'm employed in a theatre now but he interrupted me to express his fascinating how "my ship had sailed there" we were to continue to the conversation after drinks in the cafeteria, the cafeteria only has these mini Yakult sized fruit yogurt drinks, I order a banana one for three euros but wasn't sure I had enough money on my card. It was cash only anywayd but the person was looking for a mini wireless PIN device in their bag while I find change in my wallet and pay four euros as a small "spenden" which I have put in one of the random random duffel bags the cashier placed on the table. As i return from the food court and see the guy deeply in conversation with someone else, I briefly return to the meeting room to return my stuff in my bag, there I see a brunette girl who somewhat resembles a girl from my class when I studied media design who was the only one interested into taking the programming route, but with short hair. She also hsd this familiar look towards a woman I had seem somewhere before, at work or something. I still cannot recall, but I woke up.
…or at least the parts of it I can still sort of remember. I am with a group of people in a large space. There seem to be many small groups here, spread out in a number of seating areas, I guess you’d call them, except it’s more along the lines of cushions on the floor. The best comparison I can make would be an evacuation shelter in terms of the scale of the space and how it’s configured - although that isn’t what it is. There’s no sense of danger or conflict or anything outside of the ordinary. The people with me, all women, I think, are DJs, and at some point, I take out my field recorder and offer to make a recording of some strange sound they’ve discovered and are messing around with making and send them a file of it later. (Because everybody likes to collect sounds, right?) But first, I check the settings to make sure I’ll be making a high-quality recording in the correct format. The interface is an unfamiliar one, which I rationalize by thinking that this isn’t the recorder I normally use. I also lose another chance at recognizing that this is a dream because, in spite of the fact that I’m looking at text on an electronic display, my recorder does not seem to be suffering from dodgy dream device syndrome. Far from it. Everything looks stable, and quite detailed - it’s actually the part of the dream I have the most precise memory of - and I don’t have a hard time adjusting the settings. 1.1.25
Lots of negative voices heard between me and Jamie. Don't believe them. DV fix your website. It's virtually impossible to post a blog on PC or mobile. Dream 1 I was walking around a city. I saw a vertex skin sitting on a ramp with a sniper. Forgot what happened. I made it into some house. Had a FA in the house. Someone's hands were in my back pockets. It was some older guy trying to molest me. I turned around and on another be Jamie and Asuka were sitting on another bed staring at me in shock. I said I need help. Get this guy off me. I forget what happened after. Dream 2 I was with Jamie. We stopped at a truck stop with a biker bar attached to it. We went into a bathroom and started having sex.. Don't remember any other dreams.