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    An Insomniac's Dream Journal

    Day One: Intensive Journaling

    by , 02-14-2018 at 03:22 AM (80 Views)
    Fell asleep at: 10:30 PM

    Woke up at: 6:30 AM


    Dream 01: A New Member in the Family


    I'm wandering around my house when I spot a pug-like dog on top of some towels. I go and tell my mom about it, asking if I could keep him (Or her). She said yes, but that she won't be responsible for what Dad does. She also said to call her when I'm in Mr. F's class.

    He didn't like it when I brought those two stray puppies into the house, and we already have one other dog, so I kind of dreaded what would happen if Dad found out.

    I put the puppy on the floor to to lay with the other pups. My puppies are quite the wily bunch however, so I pick the pug back up.

    Dream 02: Gray Concrete


    I find myself in, of course, a gray, concrete building. A couple of the unreputable students from my school are there. I go to a cafeteria where there's a soda fountain on top of the counter. It's at this point I start thinking about light-speed travel and transport myself to the "Thinkspace".

    Because that's just the kind of think I think about when I'm bored. Maybe I watch too much Vsauce...

    The Thinkspace is a thing I made up. It's basically what happens when the dream version of me starts imagining things in his mind, separating him from the dream for a little bit.


    Bizarrely enough, it isn't a Vsauce video that plays in the Thinkspace, but an Oxhorn video. He talks about light-speed travel and shows a visual of a woman sleeping in a raft with her lower body being a castle wall. She may not be a "brick house", but she certainly is a castle wall.

    Dream 03: Raider Troubles

    Now I'm traversing a Raider infested parking garage with my sister, K. I manage to trick the Raiders into a linear platforming course (Think Donkey Kong Country) on the grounds of:

    "They're not platformer characters, K. They won't make it past the first jump and certainly not the first run jump. Nobody holds onto the run button..." And I take my leave.

    I go through a set of double doors and find myself in a school courtyard. I am by my lonesome, following a couple when I split up with them to join up with my friend, J2, a percussionist, who is sitting on a really tall chair.

    I awkwardly say to him, "J2, let me...ascend..." As I shuffle my way up that stupidly tall chair.


    Dream 04: Oh Shit, I--


    I'm now in my history teacher's class, Mr. F. I remember that Mom told me to call her a bit too late, as class just ended and I'm too scared to pick up the phone.

    A day later (In the dream, not real life) passes and I wake up on the couch. It must've been a Saturday, since I had no school.

    My brother (J) tells me to get ready, since my mom wants to go take us surfing. Now, I am neither good at nor interested in surfing, so I groan to the top of my lungs to get the message across.

    I tell my mom I feel sick and can't go surfing, and she gets noticably angry. She's in the restroom, by the way. With the door closed. And as soon as I reach out to grab my phone, she tells me to go to bed.

    Then she snaps.

    In a distorted, banshee-like voice, she tells me, "Why didn't you text me when you were in Mr. F's class yesterday, huh?!"

    This woke me up. No joke, I woke up with an enveloping sense of both dread and shock because of this.

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