dream fragment

Dream - Lucid

I can only remember a fragment...

A girl I know, Abby, was upset with me for something I did to Austin. I think she was texting me to let me know this.

Lame. I know that dream was a lot longer too. Stress does a number on my recall.

Dream - Lucid

My dad and I were driving up a snowy mountain in his car, with my mom and brother driving behind us. It was daytime, I think. We saw a lot of wildlife. We came across some deer as we turned a corner, one looking kind of cartoonish and very cute. It was a fawn.
"Look, it's Bambi!", said my dad.
Then, there were black bears in front of us. HUGE black bears. One reared up on his hind legs and roared. We reached the end of the trail, and my dad got out to go look at the bears. He came back with a mangled sleeve and huge gashes in his arm from where a bear had attacked him. It wasn't bleeding, and he was walking around like it was nothing. We knew we had to get him to a hospital. My mom drove up, and my friend Leigh was in the car with her and my brother. Leigh was sitting in the passenger's side. I decided that I needed my iPod before we went to the hospital, since everyone else had theirs. We were then back at home suddenly, and my best friend Mk pulled into the garage in her blue Mustang between my parents' two cars (in waking life there's a pillar there, and definitely no room for a third car). We thought she had gone back to North Carolina for school the day before. She was wearing the clothes I last saw her in in waking life, a sweatshirt from her school, and black sweatpants.
"Sorry!", she said.
I got my iPod.

~

I was at a wedding ceremony of the Maymars? I had an invitation to the ceremony in my hands. It was outside and I was sitting in the front row. I remembered more of this one, but I didn't write it down immediately, so it has been forgotten. -_-

Dream - Lucid

Sigh. I laid in bed, literally, from 12:30am until after 5 before I fell asleep. Wtf, insomnia. I was so tired. I had to cancel my hair appointment this morning so I could get a little bit more sleep.

Despite all that, I did have a couple of dreams.

I was in a HUGE cabin with Chris. We were on vacation or something. The cabin was dark on the inside, and it was nighttime outside. I hugged Chris and commented on the weight he had lost (he's very big in waking life), and that my arms could fit all the way around him. There was a muppet-looking goat there, almost looked like a ram. I "remembered" when there had been another goat there, named Dolly, but she had died of old age. Anyway, the cabin had been left alone for a very long time, so the muppet-goat/ram had been left to his own devices. He had taken over my bed, but he surprisingly didn't chew anything up. I examined wires and stuff to see if he had chewed through anything, but he hadn't. I decided to name the goat Henry.

At some point, I went to sleep, and had a VERY realistic nightmare-within-a-dream. We were hearing noises, but dismissed them as ordinary creaks you'd hear in any old house. Then, I saw a light come on in one of the rooms, which came from the bathroom. I heard a toilet flush as well. I started freaking out saying "Chris, someone's here, someone's here!". We were frozen to the spot. A man stepped out of the room. He looked middle-aged, and looked like a hiker or a hunter. He said he had just been passing through and needed to use the restroom. He started to walk out the door of the cabin, when he turned around and pulled out an ax. We ran, and he chased us. He took Chris down by hitting him in the leg with the ax, and I made it to the stairs before he buried the ax into my leg as well. I remember trying to will myself to wake up, but it felt so real, I didn't think it was going to work, and that we were done for.

I woke up in the dream very paranoid, and asked Chris, who was on the porch, to please make sure all the doors were locked. The goat was now a cat, who looked just like my kitten in waking life, Miss Belle.



At some point, Chris wanted to go for a walk on The Greenway, a walking trail in our town in waking life. It closes at sundown, so we started sneaking in over some rocks and bushes. A cop car started to come so I dove in between some rocks to hide myself the best I could.

~

I know this one was longer, and I should have written it down as soon as I woke up, but I didn't -_-, so I only remember hearing the song "How to Save a Life" by The Fray, and trying to figure out if it came out in 2005 or 2006.

This insomnia stuff is driving me crazy. It's been going on for awhile now. I've always been a light sleeper and I've always had sleeping problems, but never to this extent. Maybe I'm just getting old, haha. I'm about to go post something in the Sleep & Health forum, I'm sure you guys have some good advice for me, you always do.

Dream - Lucid

I fell asleep this morning after being awake for an hour, and slipped into a dream, fully conscious of the fact that I was dreaming. I guess I kinda WILDed!

But anyway, I was fully aware that I was dreaming, but exhibited no control. I was in a bathroom, it looked similar to the bathrooms we had in middle school. The floors and walls were tiled in a dark greenish-blue. A man I'm acquainted with in waking life, Ben (I'm using real names now, stupid initials are getting confusing), appeared in front of me. I had a feeling he would for some reason. We started making out against the wall, when a group of elderly people walked in. It was all women and one man. Ben disappeared, and I was going to leave too, when I realized I had left my purse in one of the stalls. I went to go get it, and all the women were standing around the stall, and the man was walking in there. I kept saying "Excuse me, can you hand me my purse?", but they were too busy chatting it up. I persisted, and the man handed me a plastic shopping bag I had apparently also left in there. I could see my purse behind the toilet. I told him to please give me the purse too, and he started shutting the door. One of the women gave him a q-tip to, apparently, clean out his urethra. He shut the door, and I started yelling at one of the women. She was wearing a white button up shirt, one that I just bought in waking life. I was calling her a bitch, and telling her that I had already asked nicely many times. I took her by the collar and shook her. Everything else seemed to disappear around us. She never said anything, but she looked at me with this sad, terrified face.

~

Something about a bleach spot being on the shoulder of a pastel blue shirt I had that resembles a pastel purple shirt I have in waking life. The shirt was on this big clear plastic hanger.

~

I bought a lot of weed. I think I was at my fam's house. The weed seemed to be gone very quickly, so I went out to get more. I was stopped somewhere by these 2 men, and they asked me if I was buying. I told them I already had, and they said something about their concert. I told them I thought they had meant was I buying weed. They had meant was I buying tickets to their concert. They seemed disappointed. I asked them what their band was called, and it was something having to do with monkeys. They walked off. Now, I'm on a beach in Ohio? I'm wearing very warm clothes, the outfit I wore yesterday actually, and my snow boots. I walk on the shore and watch the water lick my boots. I hoped that the water wasn't going to ruin my boots.

It was actually pretty cool that I ended up on a beach, since my goal setting (still trying to share a dream with GMoney) was on a beach. Yay! I feel like this is progress.

EDIT: I remembered a fragment about me being able to see people's auras. That's really all I can recall.

Dream - Lucid

I can only recall 3 short dreams from last night...I've been having a lot of trouble staying asleep, I think it's because I've been crashing on my rents' living room couch. I'll have my own room again tonight, so maybe that will help with my sleeping and dreaming...the living room is NOT ideal for that kind of thing (people walking around, coming downstairs at the asscrack of dawn, etc. etc...).

Anyway, here's what I can recall.

I started dating my friend JS. I was at work, and I was talking about my new boyfriend to whoever I was working with. They asked me who it was, and I said that I'd point him out when he came in. He finally came in, and wasn't wearing a shirt. Now, I'm sitting at a computer desk, but I'm still at work (I work in a coffee shop). JS comes up behind me and starts to massage my shoulders.
"You're dating JS?", my coworker queries. She sounded very surprised. Then, I was talking to JS about his friends, and about how much support he has from them. I started naming them off to him. I then asked JS what my work schedule was, because he was in charge of scheduling, even though he didn't work there.

~

A girl I work with, L, was working in my fam's kitchen, but it was supposed to be the coffee shop. She had 2 kids. One of her daughters was in there. She had the most beautiful, long, wavy/curly brown hair I've ever seen. It reminded me of a hairstyle that Princess Leia from Star Wars would sport. Anyway, the daughter was about 16 years old.

~

My brother and I were playing hide and seek in my apartment with my dad and my brother's friend. We kept hiding in the same place, which was behind my bed. My dad was the seeker. Dad kept finding me, and I was angry at him for some reason. The last time we played, I bunched up the covers on my bed so it would look like I was hiding under them. Blake's friend found Blake first. It was like they had rehearsed it, so dad wouldn't find me. They high-fived one another. Dad said that he had thought I was under the covers.

EDIT: Remembered a fragment.

I drank the airplane shooter of peppermint shnapps I got from a customer at work, and was surprised that it was gone so quickly.

I had 4 dreams last night, though I can only recall a fragment of one.

I was in my room at my family's house, and it was nighttime. It still had all my furniture in it (all my furniture is at my apt in waking life). It was the day before my college's graduation, but I wasn't graduating yet. One of my best friends, CR, was about to graduate. She really wanted to hang out, because we hadn't done anything in awhile. She told me she didn't care what we did-we could drive around and find something to do-she just wanted to hang out. At some point, I was sitting at the computer in the bonus room (hasn't been a computer in that room for years in waking life). I was watching a video from CR's New Year's party. It was of her, KS, and both of their boyfriends. I was jealous that they had had such a great time, so I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to watch it. I could still hear it though, and I could very clearly hear KS's boyfriend's voice. Then, someone dumped out this random bag of stuff I had onto the counter, my pipe being one of the items. I got mad because I was trying to conceal the pipe, and so I went to hide it, not without dropping it on the floor in my room and spilling all the resin out onto the carpet first. I hid the pipe in a clear plastic drawer.

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I was hanging out with BH, an old friend from high school. Someone else was there too. We were at his apt. I did something to make him angry, so I left.

~

I had JB's (an ex) hat. It was black and covered in zippers. Tucked inside of it was a card and $41 from his new girlfriend. I kept having flashes of us together before, and how I "remembered" him cheating on her with me. I thought this girl must really love him. The card had notes from written all over the inside of it, "I miss you" and such, but never "I love you." I looked for an "I love you," but never found one. There was also a drawing folded up inside the card, but I don't remember of what, I just know that JB had drawn it. Also, there was a beautiful sketch of a rose on the inside, shaded with a pale pink. I saw where JB had written a little note back to her, but I couldn't read his handwriting. The only word I could make out was "kitty." At some point during all this, I ended up sitting on my family's living room couch (their house seems to be a recurring theme for me right now). I took the $41 and tried to start tearing up the card, but it was very tough. I finally started to, and thought "Well I can't give it back to him anyway, since I deleted his number and have no idea where he even is."

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JB could turn into a dog. A beautiful, yellow, medium-sized fluffy dog. He looked almost like an Australian Shepard mutt. He was with me, but not. It was weird, we were hugging and stuff and acting like we were together, but it didn't seem right, I guess. We were with someone else, not sure who, and we were outside. It was nighttime. JB was in his dog form, and the other girl that was with us didn't know it was JB. He ran up to me and I started petting him, then I told the girl it was JB, and he transformed back into a person, first growing very tall and skinny, then evening out to his normal size. I hugged him during the transformation. Now, in high school again, and it's the last day. I was in an english teacher's class, one whom I was not particularly fond of in waking life, but it wasn't english. I think it was history. The classroom also looked like my classroom from the 6th grade. The teacher, Mrs. H, was going to read us a chapter out of the book. "How boring.", I thought to myself. She started reading, and the girl next to me, CF, a girl I was friends with in high school, was on her laptop, laughing at something on YouTube. I thought to myself "Chelsea doesn't go to MTSU...", which is a university, not a high school. Then, I was in my family's bonus room again, and two people were in there. They were a boy and a girl, all decked out in "punk-rock" clothing. The boy was standing on the windowsill playing the electric guitar, and the girl was on an exercise bike. She had long, blonde hair with a hat/bandanna, and an anarchy symbol cut into her arm. I was trying to explain Christianity/spirituality to them, and they kept laughing at me and making snarky comments. I got angry and took this whip type thing and started trying to hit them with it. They acted like I wasn't doing anything at all, even when I hit them. Usually though, I would miss and hit the blinds behind the guy instead. It was very frustrating, not to mention I had to jump very high to even try to hit the guy, and everything was much bigger than me and the people were much taller. Then, the girl had to go because, she said
"My Atheist friend is going to commit suicide."
She was going to go try to stop them from doing so.

Interesting set of dreams. They all seemed to end up at my family's house for some reason. I tried to set an LD goal like I did yesterday, but I never ended up lucid. I did keep waking up last night too, it was kind of a restless night. I'll just have to try again tonight.

Happy New Year, everyone! I finally got an appreciable amount of sleep, even if I woke up quite a few times.

Here are some dream frags/segments from last night...I can't really recall much more than this, though I know there was a lot more.

Bold=Dream

I was telling my mom (I’m staying with my rents right now in waking life) that I was going to stay back at my apartment for the night, even though I had work early the next morning. She laughed knowingly when I told her this, but didn’t say anything. She knew I was going to stay with someone, which was, in fact, my plan. I was going to invite my friend, A, to spend the night. Before I fell asleep, I was actually thinking about this.

Woke up, couldn't go back to sleep for about an hour and a half. Finally went back so sleep.

I was in the mall.

Woke up again this morning, rolled over and went back to sleep. I remember this last dream being longer and pretty awesome, but I can only remember the last part.

I was watching a movie, but it wasn't like on a TV screen or at a theater. It overtook my vision, like I was in it, but just passively observing. It was a cross between Wayne’s World and Watchmen (I should add that I've never seen Watchmen in waking life). I had a sense that I had seen the movie before, and I knew what was going to happen. There was the end of a scene. It took place in a restaurant. There was a guy with a big, brown mullet, and it reminded me of Wayne's World. That's the only thing I remember about that scene. The next scene was lit in an ice blue and reminded me of Watchmen. I saw a zoom-in to a sheet of glass with a razor blade and a lot of cocaine on it. I started hearing a hard rock song about cocaine. Then, there was a slow zoom to a big metal door leading to some sort of garage or something. It was very steamy in the room. Then, I saw someone in a pickup truck, with the glass all messed up on the sunroof. I saw a face breathing heavy steam onto the messed up part of the glass. Then the scene zoomed out to the bed of the truck. I saw someone slink out of the back window in a very smooth, fluid motion. It was WakingNomad. He had been doing cocaine. He looked like his profile picture, which reminds me of an elf. He had the head of his profile pic and no shirt. He had leaves covering his crotch and legs like pants, and some going up his torso and onto his head. He had a devious-looking smile on his face, like he was up to something.

And that's all I can recall.

I know I had a lot more going on than what I recall in the dreams, but it's ok. I'm sure my recall will improve more with time, and I'll be able to get it back up to where it was when I originally joined DV 4 years ago.

Slept a little last night, but for some reason, I didn't sleep very well, and was very restless. I even took 2 melatonin to try to help. Bleh, one would think that a night of no sleep would cause you to pass out the next night. Not the case with me, apparently. Yay sleeping problems! -_-

Anyway, here are some fragmented dreams from last night. I know there was more to them then what I have, but oh well. I did my best.

My choir teacher from last semester was teaching a different class, no idea what class. I was in the classroom, sitting at a desk you'd find in a middle/high school (the ones with the little baskets under the tops for books and such). The room seemed dimly lit, and the carpet was dark blue. She was giving us some sort of assessment test. I didn't remember the material or what it was over, but I wasn't prepared for it. I took it and handed it in. She graded them, and when she handed mine back, she told me I had made the highest grade. I looked at it, and I had made a 2.9/3.0. I had only missed something by a tenth of a point. I was very, very surprised. She was very impressed, and said "Krista, I would love to be your pastor." I found this to be a little off, but I just went with it, since in waking life she also directs a church choir. She was beaming when she said this. She was wearing an off-white shirtt.

Then I was in and out of restless sleep for awhile. Finally went back to sleep at some point during the tossing and turning and had another dream.

I dreamed that someone, I think my friend C, was staying the night with me, though I have no idea where we were. I just know it was dark in the room. The same part kept repeating, with us waking up at 10:00am to the alarm on my cellphone. Every time, I was very groggy upon waking.

I'm not sure if this is from the same dream, but I was in a museum of some sort, and there was a display of a guy in a glass box laying down with a bed slowly crushing him. I was with a group. There was a bar on the bed that kept going through his neck. It looked like it was going to sever his head, but I never saw it do so. It always came pretty close. He was terrified and in pain. You could see the terror on his face. He kept trying to stop the bed, but it kept coming down on him. There was no blood, but I could clearly see the muscles inside of his neck. On top of the box, there was either a picture or a statue depicting a shriveled, dark body of what looked like a child covered in blood with a huge shard of sheet metal in his neck. The picture/statue was not detailed in the face. The display was something that was supposed to warn people that beds can act as sharp metal and to be cautious...something along those lines. I kept seeing the box and the statue over and over again. I thought the display was terrible.

More restlessness, then I dreamed I was in my family's kitchen, and I was standing beside my mom, who was washing dishes and watching the little mini-TV that's attached to the top of one of the cabinets. In the dream, my mom had been an actress in a lot of plays and movies, but she no longer did it. I was jealous of her, because acting is something I've always wanted to do, but have never been able to get the hang of. I was also happy for her though. I saw flashes of her in movies, doing a great job. Then, something about Justin Bieber (lolz), though it didn't really resemble him. He had freckles everywhere, and his hair was very dark, I'd say almost black, and he had a bowl cut. His arms and legs were also very hairy (yay puberty!). He was with a friend of mine, not sure who. They were in the top floor of a house that was on a small cliff right next to the ocean, though there was no beach around. The sun was setting, and there were many pinks and oranges in the sky. I met Justin Bieber, and had a little conversation with him. I talked to him a couple of times in the dream, though I don't remember exactly what was said. I told my friends I had met Justin Bieber. At some point, I was with my friend MK, and we were in one of my friend's houses. He pulled out one of those containers that come full of blank CDs or DVDs, but there were no CDs or DVDs in it. It was full of weed. I knew my friend MK didn't like weed, so I told her we didn't have to stay, but she said it was ok. I don't ever remember smoking the weed.

And that's all I remember really. I actually tried to WILD last night, and I got very close, but as soon as I started to feel the onset of sleep paralysis, I got excited and then I heard a sound come from upstairs, so I lost it. I will say that my recall is improving. Ever since I came back to DV, I've been remembering more and more dreams. What's funny is I used to have little to no trouble remembering dreams before I started college. Then life happened I suppose, heh.