Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Last night:

Zombies, everywhere, running from them, hiding, climbing things to get away...same scenes repeating...something happens, they go back to being normal people...skip to another scene and they are zombies again....find a tiny dog, try to save him and take him with me, he squirms and jumps out of my arms, crawls under something and gets away...

Other night:

Don't quite remember the dream, but I do remember trying to dive into the floor the way I would dive into water, and I was doing it to become lucid, but wasn't lucid.

Thursday:

In a cab w boyfriend, driver is angry...we are all in a small apartment (boyfriend's old place, but much smaller), bf says cab driver punched him, I go to talk to driver whose name is Kyle, tell him let's all get along, nobody should be punching anybody. He becomes angry and acts crazy, I realize he's dangerous so I punch him out. Bf and I collect our things and escape, bf says we have 7 to 20 minutes before driver wakes up. We run downstairs and I'm out the door but bf is bending over to pick up something and taking his time, but now he is my dad, I get frustrated and say we don't have time and have to go NOW. I turn to the right and he goes left, I assume we'll find each other....I'm running through backyards, into people's houses, entering through the back, running out the front, through parks (reminds me of a place I lived in during my childhood)...I'm looking for bf as I'm running and also keeping an eye out for Kyle...start to worry about not seeing bf, running through parks, big open areas, lot's of grass and people, children playing...I get to a main road or highway, there is ocean on the other side, I look down the road and there is nowhere to go because it turns into ocean so I have to turn the other way and find my way home. Bf had my keys, wallet, etc. and we are far from home because we were traveling or running away or something...I don't know who to call...

Friday:

Being driven around a parkade in a circle, going below ground level, with every level we go down, the people around us get creepier and more dangerous looking...then the parkade ends and the area I'm looking at looks like someone's home garage, there are couches out, an enormous tv with video games hooked up....two girls come out and lay down on couches...they are talking about how one girl was the voice used on an album and the other girl points out "yeah, but they used my face for the album cover.." the first girl ignores her...then they are posing for photos, the voice girl puts her fingers over the other girl's mouth for the photos...

Adam Sandler...

Chatting with friends, a couple of guys notice us and grab a camera to come over and film us, one friend stands up prepared to start "hosting," wants to be famous...


Texting with an ex, walking past cubicles, outdoors...


Grandma...

Missed my dr's appt...

Someone asks about our favourite albums...my friend doesn't have good taste in music so doesn't answer, I walk away to do something and think about albums/artists that I'll talk about - Thievery Corporation, Santogold, Stevie Ray Vaughan...

rooster in cage, turns into eagle, crawls under me, i'm panicked, i try to calmly get away, eagle follows, has no eyes, bright red blood stains where eyes should be, i turn the corner to get into my house, see dead bodies leaning against house and around yard, no eyes also and blood stains instead, the eagle pecked their eyes out...

get into house, start closing windows, too many, can't get to them all, not moving fast enough....boyfriend laying in bed, I try to explain there is a killer eagle outside, instruct him to start closing windows, he ignores me and makes goofy faces, brushes me off, i start to get angry and call him names and hit him and try to explian that this is one of those moments in a horror movie where we're about to die and need to get up and do something...he doesn't respond, i run into the bathroom to close that window, say loud enough for him to hear "why am I even dating you.."

peeing in a bathroom stall, bathroom is outdoors, white, only two stalls in the middle of nowhere, boyfriend is in the stall with me, there are two guys in the stall next to ours, they're talking but looking at me at the same time...

I'm peeing in a restaurant-type, long, bathroom sink, sitting on it like its a toilet, boyfriend's mom is talking to me, then I realize I've peed my jeans, I get off the sink and start walking, aware of the wet stain on the crotch of my pants...

bridesmaides/women in gowns, lined up at a long table, someone is throwing down pies/baked goods onto the table, everyone is crowded around the table, i try to squeeze in, one of the girls won't let me, i tell her "my stuff is right there.." we exchange harsh words...

four girls in a row, seated, they are friends, they're making a joke that I think is making fun of me, they're looking at me...

I'm trying to get home, I think i'm in Edmonton, I realize I lost my dad's keys, and lost something else....or maybe I don't have money left to get home....

Spot co-worker in the distance, wave/say hi to each other...

Wasn't even trying! This one felt SO real. I can't believe I realized I was dreaming.

I get out of bed and go to our office. I notice that my boyfriend has set up the desk that is normally at my mom's house, in a corner in the office. I think that's strange but that it'll be nice to have it there. I notice that there is carpeting on the floor, which is strange, because we have hardwood. I go back out into the living room and am still looking at the carpeting. Then I realize how bizarre this is and tell myself this must be a dream. I kneel down and try to melt my hands through the floor as a test, but it doesn't work, so I think maybe I'm not dreaming. I see a chunk of floor missing and start to tear it up with my hands. Then I realize what a weird thing that is for me to be doing, and think "yeah, I AM dreaming." I say this to myself and continue tearing up the floor. I have a mischievous look on my face as I'm doing this. Then I turn to our living room windows, which are floor to ceiling, and try to burst through them to see what happens....then I wake up.

This dream was exactly like another dream I had when I first tried to get back into LDing again years ago. It was at home, it was really simple, and it was something not right in my house that triggered realizing that I was dreaming. Both times I tried to fly through the window.

buying fruit, raspberries.....my bf and I look into a restaurant and see a booth that's tall and white and wraps around you, the server brings the people in the booth their order and it's just grocery bags full of vegetables that gets dumped into the booth with them...there is a group of people convened in an area, a girl turns the music off and asks for everyone's attention, she wants to play her music, it looks like she has a sitar...

barely, barely remembering....something about convincing someone about someone.....

GARGHH!!! So frustrating, I hate my memory!

I can SEE the dream. Bleh!

I'm in a kitchen area, seems like it's part of a shitty little basement suite. I can see cheap linoleum on the floor. There's a laundry machine in a closet....some girl is in this kitchen all of a sudden. I think she might be my new roommate. I leave and come back and she's moved the laundry machine to another place in the kitchen area. She's moved the dryer to be beside the washer, except it's turned a funny way because of the way the machine was built. I'm not thrilled by the changes.

I go to my car, and I start to hear music coming from it. It's that Bryan Adams song - Have you ever really loved a woman. I recognize the beginning of the song and rush to get inside my car to stop it from playing because I'm embarrassed. I go to the trunk of the car, and there's another car inside, but the front of the smaller car is in the trunk of my car. The smaller car is also the tape player somehow. I have to get to the trunk of the smaller car to stop the music, but the trunk of the smaller car is at the front of my car. I start to prepare everything so I can get to the front of the car. I put headphones on a bunch of stuff around the car in preparation.....the scene changes up a bit and I'm getting in my car, except at the same time, I'm coming inside to my garage. A guy runs in and drops off something and runs away. It's a plastic, take-out container, and there are apricots inside. There is a note on top of the container (can't quite remember now what it said), and I realize that the container is a bomb. I throw it to the side and run......

I'm trying to find the guy that left the explosives in my car/garage. I'm on some sort of floating dock that's in an "L" shape. I get to the end and see two girls fishing. They're wrapped head to toe in striped, body size toques. One girl takes off her body toque and she has a bathing suit underneath. She whines that she doesn't want to take off her toque because people are always coming up to her and her friend and telling them how skinny they are.

I think the floating dock image came up because of a water trampoline I saw on America's Funniest Videos the other day. And I think the body size toques are a result of my friend and I emailing each other the most hideous wedding dresses we could find and I found one that was a dress that was basically a body condom. I'd upload the picture here, but I'm on my bf's mac computer and can't seem to get it to upload. I know nothing about macs. :S

The car within a car....I also dreamt about an airplane within an airplane a little while back, so I asked my boyfriend what that could mean, because those are very specific things to happen in a dream. He thinks it has to do with sex and I think I agree.

my dad, i think, keeping me hostage, in a house that has a dock, but i can't see the house, just the dock, walking down the dock, towards a beautiful mountain, ocean everywhere...

telling a coworker not to give my dad any info, he's coming into town next week and i don't want him to know anything...

someone died, a guy i met once on a trip...crying a lot, went to his funeral, got upset right away, said we left everything so unfinished, he had feelings for me...


I think at some point I said something to myself about a dream. Or was hinting to myself that I was dreaming, or something looked dream-like. No lucidity though.

The title has nothing to do with my dreams. It just snowed here last night.

Crazy amount of dreams last night, I've been trying to figure out why. I made sure to eat a ton of protein yesterday because I've been working out a lot. I wonder if that has anything to do with it. I also slept for about 12 hours, so maybe I just had a lot of time to dream a bunch. Came home, went straight into relaxation mode - couch, pj's, tv, junk food, wine....by the time 9pm rolled around, I was full, relaxed, content and passing out on my boyfriend....I wonder if any of that played a part......


My best friends and I are in stewardess outfits. Not flight attendant outfits, stewardess outfits. Except they're costumes, like for halloween.(I'm not sure if I actually dreamt that, or if I think I did because at one point in my dream I was remembering that we wore those costumes....)

Now we're in different costumes, but I can't remember what kind. We're standing in front of a crowd of kids I think. Like in a school, for some sort of presentation that everyone has to gather in the gymnasium for. We've got headpieces on, like those turkeys kids make on Thanksgiving out of cardboard and wear on their heads. They're orange. I look at the crowd of kids and most of them have the headpieces on too. My best friend has her son with her and is "presenting" him or something to the crowd. A teacher whispered something to her before that, so when she "presents" him, she's doing it in a way that spoofs some movie. I don't remember what movie. I assume the teacher told her it would be funny to do that. The spoof involves her saying that her son "is different than the rest of us."

The gym presentation transforms to a lingerie fashion show, in some sort of department store, but in some ways its still the gym. The models come out, and I notice most are wearing flat shoes, which I don't think looks very flattering. I notice one girl with heels and wonder why they all didn't wear heels. They don't walk down a catwalk like in regular fashion shows, but rather, they are walking on the same floor that we're on...they start running and someone announces over the PA that they should slow down.

At some point in this show, my best friend is still presenting her son, with a video of him. Somehow clips of her have snuck into the video, she's laughing and smiling and looking beautiful.

Everything is happening on rock planets. It's the future and Earth and the solar system are different now. Outer space is much closer to us. There's us walking around on the planet, and then there's space right there, within arms length The planets are much closer to each other too and they are rock planets. They don't look round, they look like huge boulders of rocks. You can only be on top of the rocks. I look at a rock planet and see the jagged bottom of it, and think that maybe I see people on the bottom of it, and I'm confused as to whether or not we can be on the bottom of the planets after all. The rock planets hurtle through space, you can feel wind blowing, it's like being in a car. All of a sudden I'm very aware of how easily I could just blow off into space and I become completely terrified. I look down and hold on to something and pretend that the whooshing of the planet speeding through space is just the whooshing of wind because I'm driving in a car. I pretend that until I am actually in a car. I'm driving in an old convertible, top down, the sun is shining.....

I realize I'm on vacation and think that I never get to see all the places that I know are out there for me to see when I'm on vacation. I have some specific places in my mind that I want to go to. These places are familiar to me. (I have a place that I've been dreaming about for years now, that I always plan to go to in my dreams, and I don't think I ever get there. It's this clearing in a forest somewhere, and close by is a lake, there are mountains...it's like my ultimate beautiful, safe place. This should indicate to me that I'm dreaming, but it never does. And the place has never changed in the years that I've been dreaming about it. It looks exactly the same as always).

I take my bike while I'm on vacation and I bike around....I go through a section that looks like Chinatown....

My boyfriend is missing....

I'm listening to Steve Zhan list off a bunch of book titles to someone. These are books that this person has to read. They are conspiracy theory, "what's really going on in the world" type books. He says the last book title and tells the person it will blow his mind.

I think my boyfriend is behind me, he says something....then I realize he was missing, and so when I hear his voice behind me, the encounter should be more dramatic, so we try it again....

I'm pouring music into a bathtub with someone. The music is digital in the tub, all colourful and making beeping noises. It's some sort of electronica that we've created, and I think that we are going to become huge because we obviously produce amazing music. I think I'm going to go listen to Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" after this.

Edit - just remembered another fragment because I was scanning through the other DJ's and the numbers in someone's post triggered a memory....I'm in a car with some people and we're snacking, I'm trying to figure out the nutritional value of our snacks, and I figure that we're consuming something like 40,000 grams of fat per serving....

Edit again! - Looking through more post and seeing O's avatar triggered a memory of him being in my dream! I can't remember any details, but I absolutely remember being near him and looking at his face.

I'm telling my coworker that I've figured out who she sounds like. I'm about to tell her she sounds like Tina Turner, but then I realize she only LOOKS like Tina Turner, and she actually sounds like Kelly LeBrock from Weird Science.

Water....ocean...my friend's mom...I think me and a couple of friends crash her place for a few minutes....

Work! Dreamt about WORK. AGAIN. :S
Running reports, walking around downtown, making sure everyone on the report was contacted....blah.

Ex-boyfriend...made me mad...the bridge near my place....ordered a double-quarter pounder from McD's, told someone this was the first time I was eating meat in years.......

lame

kbye

I was Morgan Freeman in my dream! How cool is that?? Who DOESN'T want to be Morgan Freeman??

I'm in some huge warehouse type building. I'm watching Morgan Freeman and a woman being escorted by a third person into this building. It's the kind of place someone would be brought to be tortured. Concrete floors, dripping rain from the high ceilings....Morgan and the woman are undercover. There are gang members all around. The woman and the person escorting them in go off somewhere, and Morgan is left behind. Now I am Morgan, and the gang members crowd around me as soon as the other two are out of sight. They surround me and get closer and closer and I know they're going to hurt me. Then something happens, someone trips or there's a noise or something. I take the opportunity to escape through a gap in the crowd of huge, angry men. They chase after me and I climb up into an awning, but the awning is made of glass. I hold myself up by gripping onto the inside edges of the awning. One of the gang members shoots at me. I pull a couple of fire alarms and cops immediately swarm the place. The guy shooting at me gets in a couple last shots before he takes off, but never hits.

Watching my art slide show just before bed and it triggered a memory that I dreamt about flying, but I have no idea when. I always do this the same way in dreams. I pump my hands up and down, as if they're wings or something. Then I fly. I'm usually doing it to escape someone or something. Can't remember if that was the case this time, but I think there were people there while I was doing it.

Anyway, some random dream art.....

I'm in an airplane with someone. I think it's Queen Latifah. She wants to surprise a friend in another plane. We're in the cock pit and she starts driving the plane towards the other one her friend is in, and before I know it, she's somehow entered this plane from the back,while we're still in the other plane. I worry that she won't be able to fit the wings of our plane in, but they make it through. (Hello? In a plane, entering another plane? How did that not trigger some sort of lucidity or at least a momentary thought of "hmm...this sure is strange" ??) We make it to the cock pit of the plane we've entered and her friend sees us, but she's mad because we should NOT be in our plane while on another plane. She takes us outside and starts lecturing Latifah that she's already had two warnings and this is her third.....Latifah is upset and feels foolish. Her friend is writing everything down, in Latifah's file maybe.

I'm waiting with someone to go on a ride, not sure if it's an airplane or a roller coaster. I'm wearing summer clothes. We get outside because it's our turn, but the rain is so heavy that it's hard to breathe and we skip our turn.

I'm talking to my half-brother. He's saying the blonde (who looks like Stephanie Pratt from The Hills) is not really his sister. He says his dad and her mom just fucked. I tell him that's not very different from how our Dad and his mom met. Maybe they were in love, but they never married or anything, and he considers me his sister, so what's the difference? I tell him to grow up and stop being so immature, because in fact, all three of us are siblings.

I'm looking at some sort of passport. Ben Affleck is on one of the pages.