The Mind is Power; My Dream Journal

So I tried to WILD last night but that afternoon I'd gotten bitten to hell by mosquitos and I was constantly fighting the urge to scratch my legs (where I was bit up) and, as you probably know, being fidgety isn't conducive to trying to WILD. So after a while I just gave up and went to sleep. I recalled two dreams though which is nice:

So my realtor, John, for some reason is watching the store I manage (in real life) for me in the dream. I decide to go ahead and walk through the warehouse and to the back where there is a dumpster (just like in real life). Right next to the dumpster (not in real life) is a tall and flimsy basketball hoop. There's some dude there shooting a ball at it and he starts telling me how he saw Russel Westbrook outplay Kevin Durant in 1 on 1 basketball. I don't know, first of all, why they would play eachother as they are on the same team. But whatever. I'm not lucid so I go with it. For some reason I tell the guy that Kirk Hinrich and John Wall are going to be the best guard duo in the league next year (even though Hinrich is going to be riding the bench) and the dude chimes in: "Don't forget about (Keith) Bogans." And I add, "Or CJ Watson. Yeah." Even though those two players are not even on Hinrich/Walls team IRL.

The dumpster behind me, I remember, is full of old boxes. The guy I'm with starts bouncing the ball on the rim and I hear the door beep behind me (meaning a customer has entered the store). I go back in and storm to the front. For some reason I'm furious and I yell at John and tell him he ruined something or other and then I woke up.

Couple things: Basketball players and my IRL work are two major dream signs for me. I've known this. Before going to bed last night I even said to myself (until I fell asleep) "If I see a basketball player I will perform a reality check." I guess I didn't actually see anyone (just chatted about it) but it's interesting to note, at least.

Next dream:

So a dude comes to kidnap me while I'm in an altered version of my real life house. We're in a room (that doesn't exist IRL) and this guy comes rushing in. I have a bat at the ready and I take a giant swing at him. He pulls out what looks like a giant fluorescent bulb (that for some reason seems to come apart like tap) and starts attacking me with it. And then all of a sudden Leah and I are in a sort of run down casino/hotel looking place. There's a small food court looking area and a desk that is barred. There's a black guy behind it and he's running a giant lottery ball (where you pull a ball out of the jug and if it has your #, you win). I remember fighting the dude but I don't realize how we got where we are and I'm instantly distracted. I buy a lotto ticket and then Leah is hounding me to call the cops. So I try to dial 911 on the phone but for some reason it doesn't work. No matter how many times I try to dial it I always accidentally hit the wrong # or it just straight up doesn't work. And then for some reason I try 411. And suddenly, just like in my prior dream, I'm furious with Leah and as I'm on the phone we're fighting and cussing at eachother and it's just an ugly scene. I'm worried that the guy is still at our house and then that's really all I remember.