Dreamz

Dreamed : 8.10.2012, Written : 8.10.2012

Huh, my dreams resemble their predecessors in weird ways, once again a dream about brain damage caused to my grandfather.

I remember there was more to this dream before this moment, but can't recall anything solid this moment.
I am standing in the kitchen, in front of the kitchen table.
I'm pretty sure there were other people around, my brain suggests these characters might have been my parents and possibly my sister, I didn't really see them, they were behind me.
I don't remember what, either my grandpa hit himself somehow, or ate something bad.
He was sitting at the kitchen table, the next moment he puked his skull out, with his brain inside it.
I remember someone, possibly me, saying something before that happened, something like "Well I wonder if anything bad will happen", or "Well that doesn't seem good".
Apparently my grandpa was still alive even without a brain, what happened between this scene and the next scene that I remember is very vague.
The next moment I was near a weird arcade machine, I was in a place that looked like a gas station-mall type of place.
That's the best description you're getting from me, huh.
I felt like a different person there, but the plot still hints toward me still being me.
There was someone "investigating" me around there, or just suspicious of me, I don't know why.
After a short conversation with him I remember going to the machine, it had a keyboard and a screen on it, I typed "Joseph, Arcade, Brain-parts", I think it might have been just "Brains", or "Brain" but I doubt it really matters now.
A black can with something printed on it then came out of the machine, like in a vending machine.
The man from before said "What the hell would you need brains for? you sick fuck!", I felt kind of insulted, because after all I tried to help my grandfather, but I think I didn't say anything else to him.

Now that I think about it, his brain was fully intact inside the skull he puked, so this is getting a bit confusing, but it was a dream after all.

Next I was in a mall like area and I saw my mother, I gave her the "brain-in-a-can".
Then I was home, I was near my grandpas door, it was open and he saw me, he said "Don't worry! we're going to the German doctor, he will help me! he will help us all!"

I don't remember anything else, though I know that there was more, it might have been a new dream or a part of this one.

My dream recall has improved since I started writing my dream journal here, I almost remember a dream a day, most of the time I only remember fragments, but I can't remember a morning lately that I didn't remember anything at all in.
They are also getting more vivid, I hope to lucid dream soon.