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    1. Free stuff and bad guys

      by , 10-31-2018 at 03:58 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      It begins with me commenting that a bunch of people had left their stuff behind in this big bus-type vehicle. Me and others start going through everything, realizing that there was quite a lot of stuff, plus a whole bunch of drawers. Little things keep falling out of overheard compartments, once a big coin, another time a folder. Somewhere along the way I start thinking of the people as students, as there are a lot of notebooks and textbooks. There’s also this partition full of clothes I’m excited to explore.

      Suddenly the tone changes. The bus had been in an accident.

      I remember carefully making my way to a bathroom and washing my hair, like something had gotten in it. There were multiple used towels and I had to decide one which to dry my hair off with.

      I’m following my sister as she walks toward an Asian women standing beside some tables with lids made of wood. As we approach, my sister says, ‘Don’t worry, this is my little sister.” The woman still seems worried but she allows me to help. We need to empty all these cases of valuables fast because bad guys could be coming.

      I’ve got a handful of these golf ball size rocks when she tells me to “get the stones”, and I look over and see different colored shining small stones.
      There is an Asian boy standing in front of me, about nine years old. The woman watches in horror as he takes an earring and pierces my thumb with it. I’m trying to keep calm (even though I felt no pain). The woman says, “He’s trying to scar you.” I hand him the next earring, a blue stone in it, and he repeats the process (old earring gone).

      It’s fuzzy here but there was a bad guy, and as we were trying to get away, we came across the severed head a black guy who had been on our side. Another guy (who reminds me of Chris Farley) was missing, and the bad guy pointed and said ‘he’s there’. It was the place of the accident. It looked like a steel railing had been rammed into.

      I run into the clothes partition, clothes strewn everywhere. I get down and start crawling into the corner through them, confident that there’s a way out there.

      I’m outside and see three orange cats in different places, and I know that they belong to the students from the bus. I say something like ‘this is why I didn’t bring my cats, they’re indoor only’. I feel like just before I said that, I questioned where mine were. I also remember there was another scene of looking in a wooden pen at three fluffy cats of mixed colors.

      My sister is driving me in some small vehicle while I pretend to be injured. I’m at the front of the vehicle lying on my back on a slab of wood. She kept getting mad at people in the way, and there was this one man in particular who jumped from a bike or something into the back of a van where the doors were open. He’s crouched inside looking out at us when my sister suddenly spits at him. The man says something about ‘fire’ and I felt that something was wrong about that. Should not be fire but something else. Then I spit too and hit the back of the passenger seat. I was waiting for the reaction, because my spit was acid.

      I don’t know where this fits in, but I was talking to my friend Cole and I said something like ‘oh no, we left our cards at the bleachers’. We had already picked up most of them but left behind some less desirable ones. I got excited thinking about this one there of Pizza from Food Fantasy, but assured Cole that it would be wrong to steal it even when the owner left it behind. The cards themselves were actually floating, shimmering over the seats and you just touched them to obtain them.

      Clothes: When am I not thinking of clothes lately.
      Sister: Been thinking about her lately, we’re doing a movie night soon.
      Earrings: I think it was yesterday that my mom told me about this trick to clean tarnished earrings.
      Orange cats: My own new cat and an outside cat I saw/talked about recently.
      Cats in pen: Saw a gif of a dog squeezing in with another dog into a cage thing yesterday.
      Cards, Pizza: From the current event in an app game I play called Food Fantasy. Maybe also from Magical Days: The Brats’ Parade since I’m playing an event there too.
    2. Tiny fragment

      by , 04-19-2016 at 06:06 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 1:20 A.M.
      Woke up: 8:05 A.M.

      6 hours 27 minutes sleep last night
      5 hours 25 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 2 minutes restless sleep

      84 % restful sleep

      Fragment: Escaped a cave (inspired by a game I'm playing IWL), going through multiple look-alike rooms to find mine, dad was in the dream at some point, I hid beside my bed from the people looking for me, I tried a bit of something someone was making (some kind of sweet), I did something on my Kindle but I can't remember what now.

      There was more, but I stayed up late trying to get something done and slept too deep to care about remembering. u_u

      Wakeup times:
      5:55 A.M. for 15 minutes
      7:03 A.M. for a minute
    3. 3 fragments

      by , 04-18-2016 at 06:11 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:03 P.M.
      Woke up: 8:05 A.M.

      8 hours 39 minutes sleep
      last night 7 hours 2 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 36 minutes restless sleep

      81 % restful sleep

      Fragment 1:

      I'm in a house. Dogs keep coming up to me, they seem really friendly and cute, but then? Then they start snapping out at me by jumping and shoving at me, and worst of all, taking big chomps out of my limbs! I'm terrified, but the others in the house don't seem to be taking it seriously, they just say the dogs have some emotional issues. The other dogs are outside or something, but there's one left in the house that's also cute and friendly looking, but I'm just waaaiting to get chomped on again. ;A; There was more to this but it was a really early dream and I didn't log details before going back to sleep. I'm not good at describing things but the dogs were on the small side and lean, brown/gold colored.

      Fragment 2:

      I'm sitting by my grandma F. (dead IWL). I remember picking up a notebook/diary and turning to a page written in 1992. Grandma wants me to read it. I'm having a hard time seeing what's written on the page though because of the darkness, so I try using the backlight on my activity watch, but it doesn't help much, just enough to see a small, faded paragraph written at the time in pencil.

      I come across a page made in 1988. It has words cut out from magazines, and I realize it's our names. I remember seeing dad's name. Either I knew or someone told me that I made that page. But after a moment I'm like 'wait a minute I was born that year how the heck would baby me make this'.

      I remember going through a tall stack of magazines. One was 'Pokemon'.

      Some people are talking in the background and one (mom?) asks grandma if she wants a taco. I'm thinking about the heartburn when she says yes. She says something about how she'll need cough(?) syrup, and I replied that I was just about to say something about the heartburn she'll have.

      Fragment 3:

      This is a bit jumbled, but... An audience, including me, is watching two black singers on stage. It's kind of dark, but someone just beside the stage to the left notices someone else has snuck up there. As we watch, they become part of the performance, dancing in the middle. They seemed to have thick, stringy hair and a round face.

      Back to me watching, I see that instead of a man, a tiger is dancing and singing with them. At the end, he transforms back into a tall, thin man in his late twenties maybe with brown/blond hair. The crowd boos, and I think it might be because it's a white man singing songs typical of black men.

      I think I knew what song they were singing on the tiger part but I forgot.

      Wakeup times:
      1:30 A.M. for 25 minutes
      3:50 A.M. for 1 minute
      4:20 A.M. for a couple minutes
      6:40 for a minute
    4. Two fragments

      by , 04-17-2016 at 06:59 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 1:55 A.M. (with 25mg trazodone)
      Woke up: 8:10 A.M.

      6 hours 14 minutes sleep last night
      5 hours 10 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 4 minutes restless sleep

      83 % restful sleep

      Fragment 1:

      Apparently my Uncle J made a surprise visit, and he transported his pool water with him and put it in a ditch. We went there to see him. The water was turquoise blue. I got upset because K, J's daughter, was there too, and no one had told me. This would be the third time my sister had surprised me with her and put me in a vulnerable position.


      I was in the water and trying to swim around, but it was just way too shallow and uneven for it.

      Note: While my sister did hurt me twice IWL, one time involved school friend A and the other another school friend (L) and her dad. K had nothing to do with it, but my dad was talking to J & K via Skype yesterday.

      Fragment 2:

      Cole (Pillywiggin on here) showed me about 7 sheets of paper. They were all from penpals he was writing to. I was surprised and like "why didn't you tell me? :O". They all had fanart drawn on them, some had a little text, some had a lot, but they were all in Japanese.

      -Detective Conan. Doodles of Conan mainly I think. There was a lot of text on it and I was worried Cole wouldn't be able to read it all. Some part of me asked why Cole would have this, because he isn't into DC like me.
      -Undertale. I remember a small Toriel doodle.
      -Sailor Moon. The page was mostly filled with a colored illustration of Sailor Moon.
      Aaand that's all the ones I remember. :'<

      Cole said that the art he'd sent back was all from the Homestuck game he'd been making but had never finished.

      I was really curious about doing it too, but I wasn't that great at art like Cole so I was worried what I'd put in my letters.

      Wakeup times:
      7:25 A.M. for 20 minutes

      General notes:

      I find it so interesting when I question things in the dream idly. I can see where it could lead to becoming lucid if more awareness was in the picture. It's kind of amusing to be going along in the dream and be like 'but x doesn't make sense' and such and still just...keep going. Either because you make up an excuse or because you shrug it off. *smh*
    5. Two dreams and fragments

      by , 04-16-2016 at 03:57 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:15 P.M.
      Woke: 8:15 A.M.

      8 hours 53 minutes sleep last night
      7 hours 17 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 35 minutes restless sleep

      82 % restful sleep

      Dream 1:

      I was in a bookstore looking through the books. I got really lucky and found an m/m romance book, but it was volume 2. I looked through it and found BookCrossing.com labels EVERYWHERE. Mainly loose labels and papers about it.

      Unfortunately, I had added more books to my pile, and had sat the stack down briefly to keep looking. When I picked it back up, the volume was missing. :/ I remember complaining to someone (I think the shop owner, an elderly lady) but she wasn't helpful.

      I also remember someone helping me find a slim book I'd had but lost in the other books. They did find it and hand it to me.


      A little girl wants to buy this tub of garlic butter, but there's only a little left in it. I know I have some with more in it, so I go find it, but it turns out it's all dry and unusable. There was a bit more but I don't remember it, just that the shop owner was there.

      Dream 2:

      There was a guy imprisoned in a room. He was on a bunk-bed I believe. He climbed down and tried on a pair of dressy black feminine shoes that were on the floor, but they were way too big. He thought that if he had bigger feet like his friend, he could fit them. He put the shoes back down and got back on the bed. Some more guys entered the room, and he worried that they'd noticed he'd moved the shoes.

      The guys were talking about something, and one guy was reading something aloud or quoting something, and bunk-bed guy had to fill in the blanks. He filled it in with one of the nCrave cards on Swagbucks.com. Somehow it turned out to be a love confession, and the filled in name was one of the guys, which actually turned out to be true - one of these guys had given up on him, and now it seemed like the other guy was into him after he'd already given up hope.

      ~This dream was confusing not only because of the jumbled details, but because the characters seemed to be from Noblesse. Bunk bed guy was either Tao or M-21, and the guy with the big feet was M-24.

      Fragment 1: Sitting carefully on a ledge surrounded by buildings/ledges. Hearing a cat meowing and calling out to it. It somehow makes it to me. I think it was black.

      Fragment 2: Seeing someone in the store in their full pajamas.

      Wakeup times:
      2:15 A.M. for 10 minutes
      4:35 A.M. for a couple minutes
      5:00 A.M. for 15 minutes
    6. Dream & fragment

      by , 04-15-2016 at 07:22 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:30 P.M. (with trazodone)
      Woke up: 9:02 A.M.

      9 hours 18 minutes sleep last night
      7 hours 38 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 39 minutes restless sleep
      82 % restful sleep

      Dream: I was exploring a new house we were staying at, and I started finding secret doors, but they all just seemed to be alternate paths to other parts of the house until I found this one that led to a dark room. I tried turning on my activity watch's backlight but I don't know if it worked. Still, I could see better, as I spotted books on a table to the left. I could see that they were probably all just romance but I had to be certain, so I walked up to them and skimmed through them with my eyes. Yep, romance.

      At some point I realized this was just another familiar room, that it didn't maybe lead to someone else's house like I speculated after I heard a TV running. Then I realize that someone is coming over - dad. Not knowing what else to do, I waited until he was to my right and yelled "Boo!". He wasn't surprised, as usual.

      I'm exploring a specific section of the house. I'm crouched down on the floor looking in the nooks and crannies of a shelf or something, and there's a bunch of objects stuffed in there. There's a kid to my right and I realize it was probably him that did it. I pulled out a handful of writing utensils. Then I start looking for diapers, but all I find is toys and stuff.

      Fragment: Looking through a hidden house full of some kind of historical stuff packed away, a man discovers me, another pile of hidden stuff back outside near a tree.

      1:35 A.M. for 23 minutes
      3:45 A.M. for 16 minutes
      7:20 A.M. for 41 minutes
      9:02 A.M. for 15 minutes

      Updated 04-15-2016 at 07:30 PM by 20026

      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    7. Fragments

      by , 04-14-2016 at 04:09 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:45 P.M.
      Woke: 8 A.M.


      -A/B/O sex thing, mpreg.

      -Guy 2 is under some kind of spell from Guy 1. (I feel like it had something to do with A/B/O again.) I'm kind of like an omniscient presence here, because I can see that Guy 2 is breaking out of the spell and I'm wondering how Guy 1 is not noticing, because he's right up against Guy 2, caressing his face and biting his neck, treating him like a prized pet.

      -I come across a message on Tumblr that says I won their giveaway and they wanted to make sure I was legit. Apparently I'd already replied and chosen the $500 for shoes over the $1,000 for makeup option. I wondered if it was through a gift card or actual money because wtf would I do with shoes or makeup. Although I do need new sandals.

      -I'm in the back of a car with someone else driving. There's a small yellow/orange worm on the left floorboard. A kitten goes up to it and eats it right up. The driver speaks up warning against it, because the worm is poisonous. I'm thinking 'too late' and say that I'll keep an eye on the kitten to see if there's any effect (though I don't know what I'll do if something does happen).

      I'm sitting in a middle seat in the back of a car, I don't know if it's the same one as before though. I'm somehow secured so that I can't move much, and there's things in the seats on either side that make it hard to move as well. The man with me had gone inside (we were in a garage) to get/do something.

      Suddenly, a bad man reaches in through the driver side window and starts grabbing at me, it's like he's trying to take something from me. I'm struggling when the man with me comes out and helps me.

      ~I think there were a few other fragments/details but they were lost.

      Activity stats:

      These are from Polar Flow for my Polar A300 activity/fitness tracker.

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      Activity overview:

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      Wakeup times:
      3 A.M. for 20 minutes
      5:05 A.M. for a couple minutes
      5:40 A.M. for a couple minutes
      7:05 A.M. for 30 minutes

      Updated 04-15-2016 at 04:00 AM by 20026

      non-lucid , dream fragment
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    8. Supernatural man, fragments

      by , 03-23-2015 at 05:44 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      1. This dream played out like a movie, except instead of watching from the outside, I was a presence inside the girl’s head and I knew more about what was going on than her.

      The girl is standing with a man. He asks her if she needs something to read, and when she says yes, asks which kinds of books she had. She answers, ‘nature and werewolves’. Apparently something had happened to her copies. I was waiting for him to react to the latter term because I ‘knew’ he was one.

      He leaves, and she’s holding some kind of tablet of his. I think to snoop around in it but dismiss it. She puts it on the round table nearby.


      She’s in a room. It’s really blurry here, but she gets really sick and pukes. She tries to reassure the man that it must be because she only ate twice that day. But I wonder if the man will suspect that it’s because she’s turning into a vampire herself and can’t process food normally anymore.

      Meanwhile, I suddenly have this knowledge that the man is a vampire, and is looking for this sort of leader of the vampires, or at least his group, named Karen, and the girl could be her.

      I remember that the girl had dark, longer hair with some kind of braided hairstyle. She was around 17-20 in age.

      Inspiration: I’m wondering if the vampire thing naturally led to the girl being Elena from Vampire Diaries. IDK why I’m having so many werewolf dreams, they don’t even turn –into- werewolves in them!

      2. Blurry fragment. I’m at this machine sitting on a counter looking at the option for these black plastic cups. You could get a smaller sized amount or 14. We needed 15 but I have no choice but to get the 14. Something about food. Gap. Mom is there and says something about being thankful for an extra cup being left there by someone. She pressed a button and a bucket thing with the cups in it starts descending down into the counter.

      Inspiration: We have these sturdy plastic cups but there aren’t many left, and mom used some of them for something a couple of days ago and I was worried she was just going to throw them away after.

      3. I was looking at some website that made me nostalgic. A lot of people made pages dedicated to certain things like a series or character, and they’d post a bunch of stuff on them like fanart and they were really popular, but they started getting deleted (maybe even by the people themselves) and then it sort of fell into disuse.

      Inspiration: Gave me strong déjà vu, but I don’t recall a site like that. Maybe inspired by Tumblr+LJ, because I was thinking about it earlier.

      4. Something about mom telling me Jack was working.

      5. Grandma asks me about this cereal we have IWL, I answer back and she says that it’s going stale.

      Inspiration: Me wondering if people would finish the cereal in time.
    9. Garnet, spider, dye and music class

      by , 03-22-2015 at 06:32 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
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      1. Steven Universe dream, it ran like a typical episode, but all I remember is Garnet saying some motivating line.

      Inspiration: I’m up to episode 23 now!

      new here :D-boompardosascan.jpg

      2. There’s a ~deadly~ cave cricket (jump spider) in the (not WL) kitchen, and it will.not.die. I smash it with a broom a number of times but it keeps coming back. I finally smoosh the broom over it and think I get it, but then Smoke (passed away IWL) comes over to check it out. I panic and kick my foot towards him.

      I wake up, kicking something at the foot of my bed. Once I realize what happened, I try to figure out what I kicked, because I definitely felt something solid. I worry that I kicked Jazzy but I think the door is still pulled two from last night. Then it creaks open and answers my question for me.

      Inspiration: There was one in the house last week, and me and my dad fear them sooo much that I was worried I’d have a bad dream about it. Welp.

      3. Melly, me and Rane are getting our hair dyed. It’s in our hair and we’re just waiting for it to settle into how dark we want the colors to be.

      Mom is with me and points out Melly’s, she says it’s too much, so I need to be careful. I look at my hair and see the purple and pink dye on each side of my head. I can’t remember if it was my hair or someone else’s but the right side was way too much pink, but I thought that maybe different hairstyles would fix it.

      Inspiration: Thinking about dying my hair yesterday.

      4. I’m in a class. The teacher starts handing out papers. I look at the heading on the top of mine and it has ‘Christian’ in the title. I think to protest that I’m not even Christian, but for some reason give up on the idea.

      We’re supposed to fill in information on this guy. The teacher comes over and leans over me, and starts to explain how I need to fill out certain answers. As she does, I worry that the other students can’t hear her, so how will they know what to do?

      She says that his website has changed to the .com extension. I look at what it was before – something like .co.mt. She points to where he went to school and tells me what to put. I look at what’s written (in pencil) but can’t remember what it says.

      She’s back to where she started and talking about how she changed a few things about ‘the song’, because it was a ballad, and she didn’t understand why he had to include a curse word. I think that it isn’t right.

      She goes around watching over the students, and suddenly starts singing. The class joins in, me especially loudly, though I don’t remember the lyrics now.

      Then I’m working on the second worksheet, it’s something about health. We’re supposed to answer what foods have certain things in them, like GMOs. I’m stumped.

      A girl comes into the class late and sits across from me. I wonder if she’ll get into trouble but the teacher doesn’t seem to care.

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      The girl had short (almost chin-length) light brown hair that had a bit of a static electricity problem. She says that she was fixing it up. I feel like I should complement her even though it’s pretty plain looking and strands are sticking out. As she starts working on the papers, I wonder how she’ll know what to do.

      Inspiration: the ‘mt’ part of the extension comes from a reviewer of a manga I linked to somewhere. The censoring is from me thinking about this song I was listening to while exercising yesterday. The girl is definitely inspired by Androssi in the Tower of God webtoon. The school part might have come from me thinking about college. ‘Christian’ may have come from me thinking about the radio station dad listens to.
    10. More fragments

      by , 03-22-2015 at 01:53 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)

      I’m wandering around the store with mom. I tell her that I have to go to the bathroom, but she’s insistent on finding someone (grandma?). I say that I’ll pee my pants if we don’t find a bathroom soon.


      We’re walking on a cement path, and mom points out something she made while there – at her old college.


      Somehow I end up flying across into some water. I can’t swim and think ‘it’s over’ but try holding my breath in hopes of floating to the top.

      Somehow I make it to a little building suspended on wooden sticks, and I cling to them.

      I see three people in black jackets with POLICE written on them standing facing away from me, below knee deep in the water.

      “HELP ME!” I scream. When they don’t quite react, I scream it once more. This time they turn around, guns out, and head toward me shouting for me to put my hands up, etc. It scares me even more and I start crying.


      I’m dead and holding the parts you get when your body is gone. There were three things, but all I remember is a screw-like item.

      I go home and am talking to mom about it. Apparently grandma or grandpa had died a few days before.

      I ask her if I look any different (I believe I’m a ghost). She says I just look a little faded. I try to see if I feel any different, but I just feel kind of wobbly and off.

      They’re about to eat – soup and something else. I realize that I can’t eat any, and figure I’ll just hang out while they do.

      Inspiration: Some police cars and an ambulance went by last night. I think the ‘items’ from the body comes from watching Big Hero 6 and the microbots.


      I break up with a guy and am getting ready to leave. I see a inanimate cat lying on a table, there’s a way to animate it. I blew a puff of air onto it.

      I leave with a celebrity girl. I climb into the car, and am surprised when she gets in on the opposite side I expected her too.

      I’m filling out the third part of a form, it’s normally reserved for cats but I’m using it for something else.


      I’m lying down and someone is kneeling next to me, attaching a device to my body. Then they untied the wires and said ‘they could still see something’ and I got the impression it was something like an aura around my body.

      Inspiration: I’ve read a few fics with daemons lately, think the cat was inspired by that. And being a ghost/having an aura most likely was inspired by me watching Steven Universe lately.
    11. March 18th fragments

      by , 03-21-2015 at 04:33 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      -I’m in some building wandering around with someone. At one point I call a small, black and white dog over and pet it. But later, a guy comes up to me, mad that I had his dog. I realize I have this long string, and I start reeling it in until a dog appears. I’m confused because it’s not the one I was petting earlier, although it’s black and white too.

      At another point, we’re in this little shop looking for something for Michelle (my old school friend’s Liz’s little sister). I start showing her things and asking “how about this?” but she keeps shaking her head. The person with me takes over.

      Michelle shows me what she chose. It’s this small toy phone in a case. But when she hands it to me, it’s a bigger, dark blue empty cell phone case and I wonder what she’ll do with it.

      -Nicole getting on Skype, apologizing for not being on yesterday.
    12. Fragment

      by , 03-19-2015 at 12:56 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      There are two ill siblings, they seem to be recovering but then the girl relapses and starts fading away.

      The younger boy is left and is depressed. I find him in a room looking for a book on knives. I go through the cooking books on the shelf and find the only one, but it’s a technical one and I keep stumbling over my words. The boy is unhappy and leaves.

      Everything else is too foggy to remember, except this part where I went to the bathroom at my grandma’s house and saw myself in the mirror on the back of a door. I tried to remember if that’s where it was supposed to be. A tiger was peering at me from under the door…

      Inspiration: Reading the Tower of God webtoon with Baam and Rachel, her disappearing on him. Mirror from me thinking about the TotM and what mirrors were around places I go. Tiger comes from a cat toy Jazzy has, I sometimes hang it from the window so she can play with it.

      Updated 03-22-2015 at 03:43 AM by 20026 (Remembered an inspiration.)

      side notes , non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. March 16th fragment

      by , 03-18-2015 at 05:57 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Putting a cord-like rod into something, it sucked it up. Someone with me had done theirs and it hadn’t, so mine had gone wrong. Now we had to go find where it had been taken.

      I remember climbing up into an attic where it was dark and I had to fumble around. I found stacks of papers and stuff stuffed here and there amongst furniture and dug through some of it.


      I’m talking to a woman who confided in me how she thought she was a bad mother. She has an older girl and a younger girl who were in the house doing their own thing. For some reason, I feel sympathetic and try to reassure her about it. She seems to feel a bit better and goes off to get an alcoholic drink…

      Notes: I slept really deeply, think my exercise routine is starting to get to me. Hopefully I’ll get used to it soon. I wanted to go to bed today halfway through and nearly fell asleep in my supper.

      Updated 03-19-2015 at 12:58 AM by 20026

      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    14. Live like animals

      by , 03-16-2015 at 12:50 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      1. I become aware that I’m lying in bed. The atmosphere feels weird. The shadows on the wall look odd.

      Now I’m facing the other way, looking at my fan’s light. It morphs from a round circle to a star shape, and I’m shocked. I realize that I could be lucid dreaming. I look over at my clock and it says 1:00.

      But when I do a memory RC it’s fine? Then I look at the clock and it says it’s only 11:00, just about 40 minutes after I laid down for bed.

      Note: I wonder if I was dreaming for part of it, but then woke up. It was pretty choppy.

      2. I look out a window to my right and see a balloon floating in the yard, I hurry outside to it. It’s got a bag filled with something to anchor it down on the end of the string. I see more of them around the yard and remember that there’s some event going on here at grandma’s house.

      The balloons are starting to float up into the sky and I think that the anchors sure didn’t last long.

      I’m making my way through the back yard by riding on some kind of ball (similar to a soccer ball). There are caravans and animals everywhere, either sharing caravans or lying on cloths on the ground or just wandering around. I first come across one with a deer in it, and I wonder if it’s a dead one that grandpa hunted. But when I get a closer look, it seems to be alive, and there’s some kind of feline predator in there with it but it’s just lying there too, staring at me.

      As I pass along, I come to realize all the animals are a mix and they don’t seem to be attacking each other.

      I’m kind of nervous and focus on making my way through everything. Some fox-dogs appear and one of them nips at me (they look kind of like the dogs from a previous dream but I just knew they were dangerous and more fox-like).

      I come across an elliptical that I think looks like mine, only bigger and it seems to have a seat, but it has clothes draped all over it. I think ‘what a waste’.

      Somehow I end up knocking clothes off of it but keep going. I feel kind of guilty though and end up going back to haphazardly drape them back on it. When I get to the carport I see another elliptical.

      I’m back in the room I started out in on the bed. Mom comes in looking for someone’s number. I find two slips of paper with numbers that have some 2’s and 0’s in them and other writing, but one is longer. I compare them and say that they’re the same.

      I think they didn’t work or something, because I end up saying that I have Matthew’s phone number in my phone.

      Mom has my phone now and a ringtone starts playing of ‘The World is a Vampire’ by The Smashing Pumpkins.

      Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪
      Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage ♪

      Except it sounds kind of clipped around the ‘rage ~ I am’ part and I think that she must be fast-forwarding through it. When I heard it I looked over at her like ‘oh, so you went and listened to the song?(see inspiration notes).

      She’s talking to him now, and I think I’m lying down and kind of out of it. I tune in for a moment and think how awkward it is to be listening to this so I tune back out.

      “Hello? Matthew? I have a feeling you’ll be calling me back.” I hear. Matthew had hung up so she’d left a message.

      She tells me that she likes taking any opportunity she can to remind him of work, and that he’s built up this whole fear about it. I want to add that Rane works hard and is still able to make time for other things like Jack.

      Inspirations: Grandma has an elliptical and I found out she put it out in the yard. The fox-dogs probably do come from the dogs in a previous dream. I’ve had multiple dreams that were about the dream mystery that is the back yard of my grandma’s house. IWL they own a large property so the back yard is big. Not a bad place to dream about! Yesterday I sung that line of ‘The World is a Vampire’ and mom was like “??” so I told her about the song and how it was the theme for ‘Whale Wars’. So in the dream, I thought she had went and found the song to listen to afterword. The Matthew thing is complicated but he was my sister’s ex and had issues that caused them to break up.
    15. Fragments, transportation failure

      by , 03-14-2015 at 07:47 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      1. Something disturbs me, and I get up and go look out my bedroom door just as someone comes in and passes me by. I see nothing out in the hall and turn back to look at the person – but there’s no one there.

      Then I realized that I was awake. I don’t know if the whole thing was sleepwalking or if some part of it was a dream.

      Inspiration: Probably from my door creaking because of the wind and me being paranoid.

      2. Editing Kyou Kara Maou! on Goodreads.

      Inspiration: Was thinking about how the KKM! light novels weren’t in the MyAnimeList database and wondered about Goodreads.

      3. Me and Rane follow someone into a waiting room of sorts. I’m wearing a long skirt and a sleeveless, light blue denim shirt I think. I lean against the wall as Rane sits down. She pats the seat to her right, the only one of the four along that wall that’s available, and I go sit down.

      I overhear someone talking across from us, something about a young girl (around 16) being engaged, and I see she’s obviously not ready for it and shake my head mentally. She had dirty blond hair in a ponytail.

      Then a dog comes up to me and I greet it like I’m familiar with it. Only it turns away when I try to pet it. But then I see another dog and think that must be the one I know. There’s another, bigger dog as well, and I decide to just pretend to ignore them and let them get to know me at their own pace. They’re all brown-haired, two are coarse-haired and one is long-haired (the bigger one). The last one comes over and smells my hands in my lap and I let it without moving. When I think it’s okay, I move them to pet the dog but it moves away.

      Now we’re standing at the door out talking to the man we came with. He’s asking us what food we want and gives us two options. The conversation is a bit vague, but Rane decides she doesn’t want the one, but instead ‘Cesserian food’. Mentally I’m a bit ‘hmmm’ because I don’t know if I’ll like it.


      I’m in a room where someone is cleaning up stuff, there are papers with things written on them lying around and I realize some of it might be important. I go over and grab my dream journal and a clipboard with papers on it.

      I’m in a bathroom that looks like the downstairs one IWL. I need to go but it’s totally clogged/gross and the seat is broke. I try to flush it but it doesn’t take care of it fully. I decide to try another one.

      As I’m heading upstairs, I decide to go the bathroom up here; I know it’s always clean.


      The man had given me some kind of item that was supposed to be a convenient way to transport yourself around.

      I was scrubbing at this pillow with a rag or something until I thought the area was big enough to use. Then I pressed myself down onto it and waited to be transported. …But nothing happened. (I was expecting to sink down into it and reappear somewhere else.)

      I remember getting frustrated before because I dribbled water down a little black and white notebook with words on the pages.

      I was annoyed and went to tell mom about it. She told me a bit about how it was supposed to work, and that you can get a marker that works for 2000 strokes.

      Inspirations: Thinking about going through mirrors and transporting through water. Thinking about my aunt and her husband. A mix of a story mom told me about my uncle. My aunt going into labor last night and mom leaving to go be with her made me think about waiting rooms.

      Updated 03-15-2015 at 03:43 AM by 20026

      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
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