International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Nephanim's Dreams

Poor sleep, poor recall.

The Milhazes Effect

I was in a car with Alex Milhazes. He kept criticizing me for everything I did and talking about how much better his life was than mine. When he had to drive, there were no problems. When I had to drive, the car acted of its own will and swerved all over the road. We went back to my parents’ house and played some kind of Mario game. I kept jumping on everyone’s heads to vent my frustration.

End of the Route

I rode a Pace bus to the end of my usual route. Surprisingly, the mall was actually on North Avenue. I thought it was weird that the route curved around and went back east after passing Nicole’s house. For future reference, I reminded myself not to take the bus this far.