Non-Lucid Dreams
September 11, 2014 Winning the Rave I was st the mall after a fight with Zukin, or something. I was with someone but I lost them at some point... I bought stuff from a couple of little kids and then there was this Romeo and Juliet race with epic music in the background. I was Juliet and I let everyone pass me so I won the rave (yes, the rave. It was the prize for being the coolest person in the race, apparently). I got hurt at some point so I was gonna drive myself to the hospital but I met M. and someone else from my Cohort out in the parking lot and they insisted on coming with me to make sure I was alright. they even put my bleeding self into their own car and drove me there. Flips and Shit I was in a Mini-Cooper with Zukin and we were hitting on guys as we passed by them. This one guy was gonna show us his secret spot, but we found it before he could show us and we were driving like madmen, doing flips and shit. I took a nap before an Open House we had to attend, and had this dream: SUPER CRAZY BADASS RAVE I was at the Open-House night with the 6th graders I've been working with this semester. I had just finished the event and I got a text from my Field Instructor, letting me know we no longer had to go to the All-School Meeting the next morning. So I was super happy and free for the night! Got picked up by my older brother B. at night. It was raining and he was upset and complaining about having to drive in the rain. We kept driving and B. turned into Kels and we stopped at am intersection where we could see this weird looking woman. I realized it was a place Zukin and I had been to for a rave one time; it looked like a small utilities hut, but there were stairs to an underground dance club. I turned to Kels and asked if she wanted to go to a rave tonight, and we decided to rave and I tried to call Zukin but the phone wasn't working. Meanwhile, Kels and I had gotten lost and I somehow knew we were in my hometown, but nothing looked right and I had no idea where we were anymore. But I still kept trying to call Zukin so we could go to the Rave. I was excited and eager, because it had been so awesome the first time we'd gone. I woke up all disappointed because I knew it was going to be a super crazy awesome rave, and because I still had to do the Open House AND the thing the next morning. It was depressing to dream about being done with it and finding out you still have to do it.
September 09, 2014 I was on an island with my brothers and we had to get off somehow... We had important information for a secret organization or something. But there was only one way off the island and we didn't know where it was.... Then we got captured and put in jail. But it turned out that the only way off the island was from the jail anyways, so that was good. We tricked one of the new guards into thinking we were sent on an errand for the warden because we'd stollen some official-looking papers and a dummy key. We walked out behind her and then escaped into a grungy outdoor market-place area. We sat for a long time in two huge chairs with E. between B. and me, and then thought we should get going; They would notice very soon that we were gone. We'd wanted to time it better, but it was almost lunch time and the more experienced guards would soon bring our food to the cell we'd been in, and find out we were missing... But first we needs food. We turned to our right and saw people sitting for food, and we slid in behind them. A nice couple gave us their bread and we thought about trying to dine and dash but I was suuuuuper hesitant to do that. Then a couple I thought had been a guy and girl turned out to be two girls and one of them burped awesomely so I high-5d her and she gave me some of the cake stuff they were eating. It was like monkey-bread, except with frosting in between all the bits. It was so good. again with my dream-self eating things that turn out to be the most amazing things I've ever eaten!
September 08, 2014 Haunted Amusement Park on the High Way I am driving at night in the snow... I am coming home from some event that I had been at with one of the groups I am in... I can't remember if it was with my Cohort or if it was with the Backpacking Club... I'm in the car with at least one other girl, and suddenly we start flying over a super haunted Amusement Park on the way. It was in the median between the two directions on the highway... We flew around the Farris-wheel a few times and then through this creepy-ass clown's face, driving up its tongue and into its mouth, and then out through a hole in the back of its head... I was getting so creeped out, but the car was moving on its own and a male voice kept telling me it was alright and I shouldn't be scared... Eventually I regain control and get the fuck back on the road, driving as fast as I can away from that place. When we get to the destination, we surprised everyone and I get drinks with them. There was something about a talking tree.... Seduction Two ladies (possibly sisters, or maybe just friends staying over?) are defending a house from robbers by seducing them. Allan Rickman is one of them. The robbers get caught and go bye-bye to jail, and the ladies go on with the life. Apparently both of them have men-folk who hadn't been at home when the robbers came, and they both get pregnant around the same time. The younger one then goes away for a while and comes back with a baby. But the older lady is all nosy about how it happened, and finds out that the baby is actually Alan Rickman's. The older one gasped and yelled at the younger one that the seducing was never supposed to go that far. The younger one says she couldn't help it "and besides it was great, and she had been seeing him on conjugal visits ever since." Bahahaha!
Updated 09-15-2014 at 11:02 PM by 69491
September 07, 2014 The Prince's Love's Mom's Chocolate Cake I was the main character in a Disneyesque princess story. I and my mother were taken into the castle and treated well, since we were poor, and the prince fell in love with me and gave me a beautiful necklace. I was working in the nursery/child-care facilities and one day there was a rumor that the prince was sleeping with a redhead. I trusted him and didn't worry about it, but a little girl took my necklace to play with and I got frantic and she broke it. I was angry and just wanted to be alone. While I was trying to fix it, the evil mother of the redhead had basically spread rumors that the prince and the redhead were to be married and that he thought I was trash ()it turned out the evil redhead-mom was the one who started the first rumor, too. The prince denied it all and ran away because he apparently couldn't handle all the drama, and the evil mother took over. The prince's best friend had been making a potion to track my feelings or something, and people had called me his kitten but then when I was all depressed someone told the Prince's bestie, "your kitten has issues," and he replied with "my raccoon apparently..." (he thought I was like a raccoon?) And the potion was reacting to a bottle of some liquid, acting like a magnetic liquid they have at the Hands-On Museum in my town. Flash forward a year or two, and I am in a room with a ton of bunk beds. All the old nobility were forced to sleep in there and work their asses off, even the redhead daughter. I woke up from a nightmare one early-morning, and the Prince's little sister had comforted me, and so I hugged her. Then, as I walked back to my bunk passed the redhead's bunk, I pulled her hair. And then felt bad about it because she wasn't a bad person. She was actually pretty nice, I had learned. It was just her mom that was evil. Then I find out a way to find the prince and stop the mother. I cut my hair and put on a baseball cap, and head out to find my own mother, who had left the castle to become a cake-baker. My perspective changes rapidly from my mother's and the prince's here, so I'll just describe what happened: The prince saw my mom one day, and there are flashes of hope in his eyes and he runs to her to ask about me. His bestie is with him and tells him to calm down, but he's too excited and tries too eagerly to help her lift a huge crate, and the contents all spill. They were all her cake ingredients, basically her living. People gathered but the bestie tells them there's nothing to see and calmly picks up half a chocolate cake. I become him at this point, and look down at the chocolate cake. It looks really good so I take a bite and it's soooo yummy. I take bite after bite until it's a little sliver of cake-crust in my hands. My dream self has really enjoyed eating things lately. The prince payed for new baking materials, and then walked away sadly when he found out my mom didn't know anything about me. Then, he goes off into the field next to us, and starts singing in Adam Levigne's voice about how sad he was that his love is gone. But I saw me (I am still in the Prince's Bestie's POV) come up to my mother just as he started singing and everyone was all gushy and I, as the Prince's Bestie, was thinking "wow, I really missed something not having watched this movie!" Or something like that, at least. Zukin's Library I was in library after a huge storm with Zukin. I think her room was somehow in the library. Either that, or her co-op had suddenly added a library in most of the rooms. We decided to go to a theater to watch some kind of show... Maybe it was a presentation about a group? The girl next to me starts climbing the wall assassins creed style (or maybe it was more Legion-Style). She ties a curtain in a knot at the bottom and top so that people can climb up it. And then people start climbing it like crazy. One after the other. Kinda creepy, like moths to a flame... I realize Zukin's not there anymore so I snapchat her "where you at?" and go to find her... But I go around the building and where her room should be there's just another library and I'm like "WTF" and I get really confused. I walk around looking for her room but can only find libraries and workout rooms (?!) Then I realize that I'm at the library on campus, not Zukin's house. I was walking down the stairs to find her and stopped in the stairwell to look out the window at another storm coming in, and two Asians are in the stairwell and I scoot around them at the corner when I am suddenly in her room. She had gotten my snapchat and summoned me there. Except then I realize I just woke up in her room and it was a dream. A lot of my stuff was in her room too, and she was telling me to wear my brown Mary-Janes with my long brown pants so it would match AND my pants wouldn't get ruined on the ground. She's telling me about a dream she had just had where she was in the library, and I was there, but only for part of it. I'm like "OMG me too!" and I tell her that she summoned me from the dream and that we had shared it or something. Futuristic Society I was in a futuristic society where classes were extremely uniform but drastically different. There were the well-to-dos, who were all the same, and the rogues, who were more like our society today, all different and colorful and lively. I was Iron-Man for part of the dream, and learned a secret code for a group that wanted to demolish the classes and make everything the way it used to be. I was in a rogue market that had the same vibe as the fish market in Seattle. A family came in and the little boy sat on the Iron-Man-Spot of the couch, and I said the secret code I had learned previously to the dad. He knew the code but was weary and cautious because the group was radical. Then I heard a large boom and everyone started panicking. Next thing, I was flying through the air, watching this HUGE piece o' shrapnel that had fallen from space. It was a piece of a spaceship and it had collided directly with the huge church tower in the center of the well-to-dos city. I woke up just as the impact had started. I got to watch what bit I did see in super slow-motion. I could see the ripples and waves as the shrapnel completely obliterated the huge church spire. Mom's Mall Shop I was in an old mall with my mom and apparently she had a shop there. But it had been closed for a long time. She opened it up and apparently it sold lotions and scents and shampoos and there was a little room for massages or something. The main part of the store had a lot of random items. A lot of people started coming in and shouting, "it's open again it's open again!!" It reminded me of a shop downtown... There was also a hotel behind it that my mom ran. There was a little girl who went through the door to the rooms, so I followed her to bring her back to her mother, but she got lost in all the rooms. The hallways were tall and wide and all antiseptic-white, and the lights were blue-tinted; it was like in some kind of abandoned hospital or something. I wandered around the creepy-ass halls, looking for the girl, and then woke up. LOL I must have dreamed that I had written down another dream from that night, because I couldn't find it when I woke up again.
September 03, 2014 (I just realized how kinky that could be... Harnesses and Thor... tehehehehe) Harnesses at Hot Topic I was in the weird-ass mall on my dream map, and I went into a Hot-Topic-esque store. It had four floors, and the bottom floor was underground, and had super high ceilings. And rock walls. I took an elevator down to the bottom floor, and turned left to the desk where I would get a harness. I was waiting for my harness, but the guy who was going to give it to me, who I think may have been a friend from middle school, was distracted or wanting to try something out and so I didn't get the harness for a while. Once I did have it, they hooked me to a line hanging from the ceiling and showed me how to control my movements in the room using some levers and ropes. So basically, people would come in, and hang from the ceilings as they shopped for studded, belted, black striped, and graphic-T clothing 8D Then there was an earthquake, or something. Maybe an alien invasion. Something epic and destructive. Thor in the Parking Lot I was walking in a parking lot. There were very few cars, and they were mostly clustered near the door to a large building that stretched for a long ways. Michael Fassbender had just parked his car and gotten out, and walked toward the building. I had to put my backpack down somewhere, so I decided that in front of his car would be the perfect hiding spot. I think Zukin was with me, but I'm not too sure. She may have been there before I put my backpack down, but then had to leave, or something. I left my bag there, and started walking toward the building, which I now somehow knew was a grocery store. I was nearing the group of cars, and now could see that Loki (Tom Hiddleston ermagerd <33), some other super villain, and an old friend from highschool, were chatting around one of the cars. I heard someone approaching, and looked up; Thor was walking toward the car as I was passing it, and said, "What villains do I see surrounding this car?!" I stopped, turned and held up my hand. "Hey now. They're not all villains. That's my FRIEND, Thor." He stopped in his path, turned to me, blinked a few times, and then raised his hands. "Mah bad." He said. I went into the store, got some Nestle chocolate chip cookie dough, and was on my way out when I saw another of my old friends, who had made a cookie cake with the same cookie dough I'd just gotten. I wanted to try some to make sure I would actually like it, and so I broke off a piece of the cookie cake. I put it in my mouth, and I swear it was the tastiest cookie I've ever had and it was so good. IT was like all butter and sugar. I woke up wishing real cookies were that phenomenal.
September 01, 2014 I was with Zukin, one of our friends from Germany, and my cousin, along with some random other people, and we were trying to find a bar. We came to this really fancy, nice one, and there was a long wait; so we put our name in for a reservation, and then went on to find someplace to drink while we waited. We went down the street until it was empty, and then turned right onto an old country lane leading to a dock. There, we found an outdoor bar. We walked around it and didn't like it much, so we left. Zukin bought a fur coat from some black market seller on the docks. It looked just like the coat my mom has. After a while wandering the docks, we got into a buggie-slash-golfcart of some sort, and headed back down the country road to the other, nicer bar. Someone else was driving, but when we got to the intersection where we'd turned, I started driving. But i realized that I'd dropped something on the side of the road, and had to go get it. Zukin was running past me as I picked up the money and a ball, which were the things I had dropped. We all got back into the vehicle, and went to the nice bar, and asked if we could be seated now. At first, they took us to some seats lining the wall. It was like one of those window bars, except without the window. All we would get was a wall to stare at. So we asked for better seats, and they took us to two tables along a window, with one table in between us. That table was occupied, so we took the two and decided that once the other party left, we would consolidate so we were all closer. The tables were on tiers, so the table Zukin and I were at was higher up than the others. I was mostly people watching until the other table freed up, and we moved there. We pushed it against the other table we already had, and moved some chairs. Now, I ordered a fishbowl drink and something for dessert, but they never came. Then, everyone left and I was just wandering around the bar, alone.
August 31, 2014 I was in a school (I can't remember if it was highschool or college, but I get the feeling it was highschool) and reliving a whole year of my life. The cycle started on a day when my class went to a beach for a field trip. In the original run-through, the guy I had a crush on, who was one of my best friends, drowned in the water. In the next few days, I had picked up a new book from a local book store. I read it, and it seemed to be about the people around me; I saw lots of similarities between the two. I don't remember the rest of that year. Except that on the day my best friend and I went to visit the grave of my passed away friend, I was suddenly back at the beach, and he was alive again. I was really confused at first, but I remembered that he was going to die, and I somehow managed to make sure he survived. I kept him from going out in the water at that time and kept an eye on him the whole time. I was so relieved that he was alive. I still liked him, but I was scared to tell him. I had picked up the same book from the book store to read, because I remembered really liking it in the previous time. As I read it, though, I noticed differences. It had a different plot than the first one, but the same characters. I did some research this time, and found out the author was actually a new teacher at my school. Again, on that same day the next year, I realized I was back on the beach and he was about to drown again. I ran to my best friend, told her to save him, and she did; she could swim better than I could. This time, however, I realized that I no longer had a crush on him. I watched them coming back to shore, and sighed with relief. The next day, in class, the author of that book was introduced as our new teacher. This was different...! He wasn't my teacher in the other timelines. When his book came out, I got it, and read it, and again the plot was slightly different. Everyone in the class was asking for his autograph and whatnot because of him having published a book, and a popular one at that. He had a few other books, but I didn't read them. As the year went on, I got to know the teacher a lot better. I was going to confess to him that I liked him one day, but I realized too late that it was the same day I would go back a year. I was at the beach yet again, wondering why I kept going back in time. It was getting annoying... I had my best friend save my guy friend again (they had started dating in the previous timeline) and went off to find the teacher. I knew he was there because he was a chaperone. I came up to him and started talking to him, and found out he would be our teacher in this timeline, too. That made me happy. When the book came out, I didn't buy it this time. I was walking past the bookstore and glanced at it in the window a few months later, looking at the cover art, which hadn't changed in any of the timelines (though I can't remember what it was), and realized that the teacher was standing behind me; he had been walking the other direction and noticed me looking at the book. He glanced at me and asked, "Have you read it?" I shrugged. "About three times already!" The next day I decided to read it after all. I wanted to see if it was going to be different again, and in what ways. It was different. The teacher noticed me reading it, and asked me about it: "I thought you've already read it three times?" "Well, each time I read it, it's different." (does anyone else think this could be some deep shit? Like, "every time you read a book the experience changes because you've changed" type thing? hmmm) "Every time I read your book, Mr. ---, it's different." He looked at me for a while, and then asked me if I wanted to see the drafts for the book. I was so excited, and said I would love to! Giddily, I went with him to his office. He pulled out stacks of paper, and I looked through them; there were 4 drafts: the first draft was the version I read the first time; the second was the second version I read; the third draft was the third version I'd read, and I didn't need to look to guess that the final draft was the one that was published in this timeline. "I have the other books, too..." He said, handing me the drafts of the other books he'd written in the past. I still hadn't read them, and so I smiled at him and told him I would have to read them soon. I looked at him and was about to ask him if he'd also been reliving the year I had relived, but my friends came in. They had a question about something from class. "What's all this stuff?" They asked, looking at the papers. "He's an author," I said. "What, like, Miyazaki?" That was my best friend. "No, he wrote screenplays and directed movies," said the teacher man. "Ohhhh." That was my friends. It was then that I realized that my classmates hadn't gone insane over the new book this time. It turned out that in this timeline he had published the latest book under an alias (his other books were not well known, so the students didn't know about them). Thus, we found out that we had both been reliving the year. We sort of clung together naturally from that point on, and I got the feeling of being deeply loved by him, but neither of us ever said anything or acted on the feelings; we were teacher and student, no matter how young of a teacher he was (especially because he was so young) Toward the end of that year, we were both on a train with my best friend and another student from the class. There were two old women in the back of the train; one black, and one white. They were very, very old, but I could even then see the love emanating from them both. They had been lovers for a very long time, and faced many hardships and barriers in their love (being both a homosexual pair and an interracial pair in their prime, when both of these things were considered to be shameful). This event was a pre-death funeral for one of the two (I think for the white one). My friends were there because the woman had apparently been a bus driver for them, and the Teacher and I were there to support them. My best friend started to cry, and I rubbed her back for comfort, and when she was okay again, I leaned on the Teacher's shoulder, getting sad for the people around me. He put his arm around me and I wondered if we would go back in time again the next day, which was the end of the year... Then I woke up.
August 30, 2014 I swear, every time I come home to visit my parents, I have rapid-fire dreams. I remember more, I have more vivid dreams. I think this town somehow puts me in the right flow for dreaming... Anyways. Road Trip I was driving up north with some people... We were in the car, on the highway, but then the highway turned into a cave. We couldn't keep driving the car, so we had to park it in the cave, and leave all of our clothes and stuff in a pile near it (for some reason we couldn't just keep it in the car). So we had to walk the rest of the way; I don't remember if we made it there because there was a gap in recall here. We were walking back down the highway... But we all got hungry, and stopped at a gas station-KFC store. We ordered some chicken, but one of the guys in my group got nasty chicken, and started complaining. HE said it was so bad he couldn't stand by and watch them make chicken like it any more. He jumped over the counter screaming that he would show them how to make REALLLLL chicken. We met a young woman going further south than we were going, so we offered for her to come with us for part of the way. We walked along the highway (but as fast as a car would, oddly) and eventually came back to the cave where our car and stuff were. We walked down the cave-road for a while and almost gave up before we found the car. (I remembered at least 4 dreams while typing this. I'm in my bed at my parent's house. I swear. I remember more dreams when I'm here, too) Tyrion Lannister is a Woman I was in a room the whole time, but I don't remember what I was doing there. For some reason, Tyrion Lannister kept visiting me and talking about random shit with me. One day when he came in, he told me Cercie had set a bounty on his head for some reason. I asked why, and he handed me the wanted posters. "Order for the Beheading of Tyrion Lannister! LEt it be known that he might as well be a woman! He has fallen in LOVE and this cannot happen!" Pool Floor I was in a house with pools for floors. There were turtles all over the place for people to step on to get from place to place. But there was also a shark in the water, so you actually had to be careful. I think there was something else in the water, too, because I was terrified of touching it. I remember falling into the water and flipping my shit, but my companions, whoever they were, got me out of the water quickly. I had some sort of discussion with them, but I can't remember what about. No Special Meals I was in a boat race with the Backpacking club, I think. We were all on a team, or else our group was split into two teams and we were racing each other. MY team had a faster boat, but the other team got started faster than we did. By the time we were stopping for food, my team was in the lead, which was nice. We all stopped at this restaurant on the water for lunch, and I remember getting my food and being so hungry, but then looking over at the table for the opponents, and they all had some sort of special meal, and we were all so upset and jealous, and tried getting the waiter to give us special meals, too. But they wouldn't give us special meals, and so we scarfed down our normal meals and then left without paying. The other group was sitting in front of a VERY TALL wall of paintings and mirrors. We were getting into our boat and starting the race again when the other team came out and laughing and joking and happy and we were all "Meh." I was paddling in front, and someone else was paddling in back for part of the time, but for the rest of the time I was the only one paddling. Failed Job I was in a maze-like building with five different rooms. It was a little bit like a house in Animal Crossing: New Leaf. I was organizing furniture and whatnot, and then when I was in the innermost room, I got a ping that the monsters I was apparently running from/killing the entire time were heading for the exit. I couldn't let them out into the world, and so I desperately ran to make it to them and kill them before they got out. I made it to the security door in the outermost room, but I hadn't seen the monsters anywhere. I went outside and saw, to my horror, that they were already out, and killing people. Mojito Crazy I was the midget husband of a vampire woman who needed Mojitos to survive. We were living in a huge castle on a bay in the fishing town on my dream map. In the bay, there was a large towering building coming out of the water, and a current rotated around that tower. I had to jump in the water and grab supplies to make Mojitos for my wife. There were lots of things just floating in the water around the tower, and sometimes people were with them, just floating along, holding onto their baskets of goods. I jumped in and swam along the current, looking for limes and mint and whatnot. I ended up picking up lots of things I didn't need, because it was Minecrafty, where you pick up everything near you. By the time I had everything I needed, my whole inventory was full, and I didn't want to bother with trying to put things back. So I went back to my wife with everything. When I got back, we found out that neither of us actually knew how to make Mojitos. So I had to go around town and find someone who had made a Mojito, steal it, and bring it back home to the castle. And even though just about EVERYONE in the town had the ingredients, no one had made a Mojito. So I had to go back home empty handed, and my wife was getting desperate. Then I changed perspective to be the wife. I went outside, looking around with an insatiable thirst for Mojitos. It was now dark out, and I ran up to a public restroom and acted like a crazy woman so that I would be arrested. I don't know what this was supposed to accomplish but it was all part of a plan, apparently.
August 28, 2014 I woke up in Zukin's room (which is where I was IRL because we'd been out that night), but it was messy (which doesn't often happen IRL). I looked around and saw Zukin trading things with some chick; She was trading binder clips for some colorful somethings the chick had. Then, an administrator or something came in and said, strictly, "Breakfast at 9:30!" and slammed the door. Zukin and I left, and I put a piece of Easter Bunny chocolate on the table for the girl Zukin was trading with.
August 27, 2014 I really don't remember much from this one... I was in a carpool with some people, and we drove down some stairs.
August 26, 2014 I was with my parents at a fancy restaurant, and we were eating the appetizer course. But there was a very long wait until the main course, and so I left the restaurant for a bit to walk around the town. The restaurant was underground, sort of. I think it may have been in one of the malls I've dreamt about before. I went down a few streets and came up to a fairly steep hill lined with houses. I was walking along a street that ran along the hill, and saw one of my cohortmates. She was looking to buy one of the houses on that street, and offered to show it to me. I readily agreed! She took me to a curious house. It was maybe five floors tall, but fairly small ground-area-wise. Each floor had maybe two total small rooms? As she was taking me through the house (I think we were on the 3rd or 4th floor) I thought, Wow, this house would be PERFECT for parties...! There was a room with a sign on the door: "Drunk Room." I opened the door and the whole room was covered in beds and mattresses. Like every inch of floor space had a bad on it. The window was barred shut so nobody could accidentally fall out, and there were no sharp objects or anything in the room, and a trash can for puking by each bed. My friend told me there was an elevator to the roof from the top floor bathroom, and I was so excited to try using it. I got to the top floor bathroom, which was really large but also so damn compact in a way. Now that I think about it, the whole top floor of the building reminds me a lot of the suite Zukin lived in while we were in Germany... The bathroom had the same layout as that bathroom, but flipped, sorta. Anyways, the shower converted into an elevator, and I pushed a button, and it took me up. I stood on the roof, looking out over the city, when I heard my little brother calling my name from the road. He said it was time for the main course at dinner. I looked down at my phone, and realized I had missed two calls from my mom.
August 25, 2014 I remember that I was building a fort or base of sorts with sticks and logs. I don't remember quite how big it was, or even where it was, but I do remember looking at it from about ten feet away to inspect how it was coming so far. There was a part that confused me, because it looked like someone had tried to make a really thick wall and then stopped. I figured out it was a bridge, but it took me a while to get to that conclusion because it was a bridge over normal grass. I was confused about why there would be a bridge there, and went to go find the person who'd made that part of the fort, but don't remember finding them.
August 24, 2014 I had a dream on Friday night and remembered it, but didn't write it down when I woke up in the night. I'd forgotten it by the time I woke up again for reals. There might have been something about Zukin (would make sense, we were cuddling after all) and the woods. On Saturday, Zukin and I got up to some supernatural shenanigans and then she showed me something really thought provoking but creepy right before bed (And Salad Fingers.... nightmare fuel) so I had trouble falling asleep. When I did finally sleep, the only dream I remember having was this: Find the Hick All the dream was, was scenes flashing around. First, there was a corn field, and a man in jean overalls and a crooked straw hat (The Hick) was standing between the stalks, just staring at me. Then The Hick was in a grassy field, staring at me from behind a large tree. Then The Hick was on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, still staring at me. There were other scenes, and they all had The Hick, just standing there, still and silent, staring at me. They were all dark, too. It must have been night time with a full moon because I could see him pretty clearly; but he was always too far away for me to see his features...
August 20, 2014 I was going to the university hospital for an ophthalmologist appointment, but the stairs I *apparently* usually took to the obscure basement room where they had the eye specialists were blocked off. The ceiling above the stairs was lower than it was supposed to be, and the door at the bottom, leading to the office, was only about hip-height. I thought I would be able to fit now problem, but then the door wouldn't open, and I realized there was just a doorknob in the wall, which was painted to look like a door was there. I went back up to the main floor, confused and a bit annoyed, because I had made the appointment just a few days ago. I went to a man at the front desk, and asked what had happened to the Eye offices. He didn't seem to know what the heck I was talking about. I tried to describe how the old offices were blocked off, and he was still confused. I simply asked where the ophthalmology offices were, and light sparked in his eyes. "Oh, them. You take the elevator behind you down a floor and go through some halls and then you'll be there." I rolled my eyes as I approached the elevator and pressed the button to call it. Apparently the offices were exactly where they had always been, it was just that the way to get there was different now. I think they were doing some construction on the building, so some of the stairs were out of service. The elevator got there, and I stepped in, pressed the B button (not knowing that I was actually on the 2nd floor and needed to get to the 1st floor. The building must have been on a hill) The elevator started descending, but the doors didn't close. I watched the floor I needed pass above me, and then the elevator stopped at the basement. It was dark and damp and I had a HORRIBLE feeling about that place, so I quickly tried to press the 1st floor button. But the elevator started going all the way up, and then went through a hole in the roof, and I held on for dear life as I watched the hospital below me. I got about 100 feet up, and then the elevator started spiraling violently downwards, around the whole building. There was still no door, so I thought I was going to fall to my death. It was terrifying. When the elevator finally landed, I was no longer at the university hospital, but at a construction site somewhere in the middle of nowhere. It was dry, desert-like. I walked up to a group of people and asked if anyone knew where my PJs were. They had my shorts, but not the shirt. I looked around, and saw my PJ shirt on a counter in an outdoor kitchen-like area. It was under a makeshift roof and everything seemed very ramshackle. I headed that direction, but before I got there, a monster-truck (or hummer, or something large) drove past, somehow splashing everything with water. I was soaked, but because it was so hot, I didn't mind too much. I reached the counter and noticed a large cooking device over a fire. It was like a big metal drum cut in half, and with a griddle pattern embossed on it. I wrung my shorts out into a different pot, because the cook, a youngish rugged-looking man needed water to cook with. I told him to "cook something nice up for the truck driver who'd splashed us all." We both grinned evilly. I looked back at the grill drum again, and noticed some veggies cooking on the edges of it. I picked one up with some tongs I found on the counter, and ate it. I kept picking more food off the grill drum thing, and others started joining me.
August 15, 2014 Better Beer All I remembered was something about flying over some beautiful, sprawling fields so I could make better beer. Or better something, I can't quite remember what it was. Blowing Up Houses I was with my family, but they lived in a different apartment. I had to go to class but they were not home (they had taken my car somewhere), so I drove their car instead. I first met with my advisor, and he told me I had a new class to take, about German movies. Apparently I was going to be the only one in the class who could speak German. I got to class late because I had to park the car in a garage further away from the building... I noticed that one of the 3rd graders I taught this summer was in the class as well. We were filling out a worksheet when I walked into the classroom. Then we had a break, and I realized I had to get something from the car. I walked out of the classroom and to where my car was parked, unlocked it, forgot what I was doing there, and locked it back up. When I got back to the class, the teacher was showing an example of one of the worksheet answers; it was mine. I had written something about a clip in Harry Potter where Harry, Ron, and Hermione blowing up Harry's old house so he could move out of it. We had to label the scenes in the movie, and that's the one I'd chosen.
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