Elektra

A lot of my thoughts bled into my dreams last night. Unfortunately, none of my thoughts about LUCIDITY bled into my dreams last night. Figures.

Dream One- 5:30am.
I woke up from this one about 2.5 hours after going to sleep. It was more of dream warped illustrated 'thoughts' than anything. The Dream World Academy had been on my mind before bed, and I got several flashes of castles resembling the Disney World Magic Kingdom castle. None of these castles had a background behind them- They were merely just images surrounded by gray. The castles were tall, resembling Disney like I said, with long pillars reaching into the sky. As far as I can tell, there were no moats or any outer front yards, just the white/creamy gray buildings themselves.
Then I got to thinking. I could visibly see categories, as if categories are tangible objects. They were boxed shaped, red, and etched in was my weight. There were other box shaped categories next to it on either side, but my tunnel vision only collected the categories. Inside was food and the amount you can eat to maintain the weight on a running program.
Thennnn.. I woke up. Not exactly a full-blown dream, but images and thoughts.

Dream Two- Alex
This dream begins as a regular day at my house, except for the fact that it is 2pm and Alex is still asleep. I know that my father is having friends over, so I head into Alex's room to wake him up (this mirrors yesterday, when I went into Alex's room at 2 to ask him if he wanted dad to pick up food.). As normal, it is pitch-black in Alex's room, and he wakes up with a twisted, evil smile on his face. I can tell that he is angry not only because I woke him, but because I let him sleep in. From behind me I hear my dad's voice saying that we are ready, and the next thing I know, I'm plopping down on the green couch next to my dad. The living room looks as it always does, with the white coffee table, the teal couches, and the black accents. There are three men, none of them I look closely at, but who are all of medium build and hair of the brownish type. They are arranged as one sitting on the layout couch, one in my dad's normal spot, and the third next to him, all in a row. My dad is sitting a little closer to me but next to the third, and my brother is on the part of the couch that sits against the wall.
We're talking about something when we get to the topic of studying abroad. Apparently, Alex is going on some sort of a trip. Instantly, I think that I wish to go on a trip too. I say "Wouldn't it be a good idea if I went abroad too?"
My dad seems as if he is about to agree, when my brother cracks up laughing and shakes his head. Then my dad shakes his head and goes, "No." As if I couldn't handle being away from home.
They can tell this hurts, and I feel as if I am going to cry. The three of us raise up, and I brush my hair in front of my face and plant a smile on it. The men obviously don't understand what's going on, and they say , "Look at that cute smile!" and make a lot of comments about my smile, which make me want to cry more. They say this as we head across the white carpet, to the open kitchen. I can see from the living room that the light is on, though there is a lot of natural light coming into the house. The three of us walk through the kitchen, which appears normal and I don't study too much, through the dining room where a lot of natural light is flooding in.
Dad seems to stay in the dining room, but Alex and I head upstairs. I pause outside of his doorway and search for words, until finally I say to a closed door of his bedroom- "You know what Alex, what the fuck?"
I know because of the balcony that I can be heard by my dad and his friends, and I wander into my room, thinking as to if I should've used a different word, like hell.

Dream Three
I'm at my old high school, yet it looks much different. I know some of the kids from Degrassi are attending. The first room I wander into is the art room, where Mrs. N is. The room is huge and white. Counter tops with windows line the walls. In the middle of the room are tables, white-gray topped tables for students to do their work. I can see on the counter tops there are odd things here and there, tubes of paint, and there are about four students around the room getting tools or working on their projects.
I leave the room. I believe there is some sort of a back story going on, but I don't remember much of it. I remember going into my senior english class.. But the class is MUCH different. It, too, is larger but much more of a typical class room, with a board and numerous desks, and a teacher's desk at the front of the class between the board and desks. I talk to the teacher, and she tells me that we are going to watch an educational movie. My laptop is suddenly there, and she puts the disk in and it begins to play. The lights dim, but no one, not even her, is into the movie. The lights come on once again, and I realize that I want to see the movie so I say, "I'll just leave the disk in my laptop."
Then, I begin to think that her son and I would make a cute couple. I begin to imagine it, and think that she would like this union because she likes me. Then, I leave.

Dream Four
I'm on a plane ride to a country that doesn't exist. I'm in the back row of the plane, but I don't feel trapped. My seat There isn't a seat in front of me, as if the seats are arranged more narrow as the plane goes. The carpeting, I notice, is a maroon color, with the usual white-gray walls. Sitting next to me is a woman, and next to her, her husband. They look to me as if they are middle eastern. I believe the woman's clothes are of a red color, but she's wearing multiple colors like a wrap or a tunic. I believe the man was wearing white. I don't expect to be talking to them, but the woman begins to talk to me. I don't know what the conversation was about, but I know that it was encouraging.
I don't know what happens next, but I'm outside in what I can only describe as an Aladin dreamscape- Buildings and streets the colors of dust. It is clear that I am in some middle eastern country. The man from the plane is standing next to me, and he says that his wife didn't want to come anymore. We are standing as if we had to come upstairs to a plaza level outside of a sand-dusty building. We head inside, and it's much like a movie theater.
We sit in the back. The seats are much different- long gray benches, with head-high walls separating the benches into rows. This, I can tell, is gray sand dusty.
I realize soon that I don't know the language, and I say this to the man. I know that he knows the language but he won't teach it to me, but I think "Ha, don't need the language to view the images." A cloudy, gray face appears on the screen, and I view from my eyes barely above the wall separating the rows of seats. I think "Man,, if this were a dream, it would be scary.. It's a good thing this isn't." FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

Dream Five- Two and a Half Men
It is clear that I am watching an episode of Two and a Half Men, though this episode contains only Charlie and his mom. Though I am aware that I am watching this unfold, It's really as if I'm watching a dream, I can't see a television screen, just the events unfolding out in front of me like a regular dream. The scene begins in the living room, and I'm paying just as much attention to the living room as I would watching it.. So minimum. But there is a patchwork of the usual colors, and nothing is striking about the scene- The usual ocean/beach view in the background, etc. Charlie is stationed in the middle of the room, wearing a blue and black golf shirt (the stripes ate black), clutching a brown bottle long-neck beer in his hand. He is facing away toward the door, and stretching out on a sofa chair facing the door is Evelyn, in a bright purple Barney-and-friends colored skirt suit. She is saying that Charlie needs to take a bath and that she had just taken a bath herself, and surprisingly, he doesn't appear drunk and doesn't refute this. The scene stays on her, but I can hear "Okay mom, I'll take a bath."
Still sitting, she orders him to 'draw a bath' and says that she will bathe again with him. This is what starts the fight- he turns for the first time and comes over to the couch and says "I'll take a bath, but not with you in it.. That's just.. ewww." He does a mock-shiver.
Suddenly, I'm aware that I'm laying in my mom's room, watching the show with her. I'm merely aware of being there, and briefly I turn my head and say, "Ew, now that's just GROSS. Why does she want to bathe with him!?"
The next moment, I look up at the screen and see the bath tub with water. Again, I don't actually see the television screen, but the events unfolding. There is brown hair floating on top of the water, and an arm swirls it and scoops it out of the tub.
Then I hear my mom say, "I don't know, this is just WEIRD."
I look up at the 'screen' again, and Charlie and Evelyn are in court, arguing the case on if they will take a bath together or not. The court room is small and packed, with four rows of spectators. The judge is at a podium, way closer than usual to face the crowd. I can tell that it is the end of the episode, and I can't shake the thoughts that the episode was strange.

Dream Six- Expanding the Bathroom by Downsizing my Room
I feel as if this dream is much separate from the Two and a Half Men dream, but I'm in a large bathroom, which I recognize as the Two and a Half Men bathroom. Except that it's not, it's completly different. I'm standing inside of it, with white walls of marble. I'm standing near the right corner. Straight ahead of me tucked into the wall is a marble bathtub and an off-white curtain. To the left of the room is a sink and a mirror, and behind me is the toilet. Really, the bathroom is rather large, but my mother is telling me to "Look, look at the bathroom, isn't it small?" Charlie is standing near the bathtub in the same attire as before, with a shrug- He's not paying much attention. I kind of shrug my shoulders and say "I see what you mean", even though I know I'm lying. She says "Wouldn't it be great if we expanded it?" Now, I can't see my mom but I agree.
Then, she says: "Well, you know that will have to expand into your room, right?" I can tell by the way she's saying it that she feels bad, but feels it needs to be done. In my mind, I picture the Hoffman's house, and say "No, it will go into Alexis' room!"
I partially wake up, and think about it, and think "Nope, it will be my room.." As the bathroom is up against my closet.

Dream Six- Apartment Hunting in German Town (to be added later)