Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was in what appeared to be a cave system, but it was supposed to be at the restaurant I recently quit. The manager was evil, and was turning all the employees into zombies. I refused to let that happen to me. As the zombie workers tried to attack me, one by one, I fought them off. I remember them having red, glowing eyes.

~

I was asleep on our neighbor's front porch, underneath my sleeping bag. It was nighttime. I rolled over, and the door opened. Lisa (the neighbor) checked on me, and then went back in. I rolled back over. I wondered how I was sleeping out there and not being freezing cold.

I then remember going inside, I guess it was time to get up. The sun was just starting to come up. Lisa came down the stairs. Something about the cat needing to go outside.

Then, I was sitting on the porch with Lisa and her husband, Steve. One of her sons, Kael, was there briefly as well. He walked up to us for a little bit. He was smiling and gently swaying from side to side.

An owl then flew by, and I held out an orange prescription bottle of assorted pills, one Lisa had put together, of some antibiotics and antidepressants. The antibiotics looked like some I took last year IWL for an upper-respiratory infection. They were large green and blue capsules. The owl landed and took a beakful of the pills, and flew away. Apparently, Lisa did this all the time, fed the animals pills. It was supposed to help them. I was worried, though, since the owl had taken so many. He took quite a few of the antibiotics, which I felt like we needed for some reason. No one else really seemed all that concerned.

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Then, it was just me and Steve. On the street, lots of prostitutes filed out of a car. I thought about their jobs for a second, how it must be hard for women to go to work, knowing strangers are just going to fuck them all night. There was a girl who Steve wanted. She told him to take her in the ass. He pulled back her panties and did just that, right there where the street met the front yard.

Then, we were back on the porch. He was smoking a cigarette, and was surrounded by the empty orange pill bottles. I picked one up, took out a pencil, and wrote "STFU" on the white label, and put it down next to him.
"What did you write?" Steve asked.
"Shut the fuck up," I said, and stormed away.

I came back a little later, and that particular bottle was gone. I assumed he got angry and threw it (IWL he has a pretty bad temper).

I was then at home, standing in my mom's office with my mom and my brother. They were on the other side of the room. I opened up the farthest left window and looked out. It was a grey, overcast morning. My brother then said
"It smells like smoke in here."
I then replied with
"I didn't smoke, Steve was smoking a cigarette," or something like that.
He then came back with
"No, not cigarette smoke, weed smoke."
I then turned all defensive and said
"I only had one hit! I'm not even that high!" though I don't remember smoking weed in the dream, unless it was sometime when I was on the porch with Lisa and Steve.

~

I was in a room with lots of people. A man who looked kinda like a guy I knew from my college Swing Dance Club, Alan, came up behind me and gently put his arms around me. I hugged his arms back. I was very comforted by his presence. I was very happy and content being around him, being held by him. At one point, he whispered "I love you" to me. I think he thought I was asleep. I'm pretty sure I said it back. "I love you, too."

I was then sitting on a hospital bed, in what looked like a hospital room. The walls, floors, and sheets were all white. Sitting on two chairs in the back of the room were my old boss from the restaurant in the first dream, and a big, tall black guy who looked kind of like a guy I went to school with when I was younger, and Kenan from the show Kenan & Kel. My old boss asked me
"So why were you in the hospital...?" She named off a few mental illnesses that could have put me in.
I said
"My depression got really bad." A vague statement.
She then said
"Oh I understand, my son deals with that sometimes," and she patted the guy next to her on the back.
I was then handed a form I had to sign. Something on it was highlighted in yellow. I also remembered I didn't have a doctor's note, but no one asked me for one.

As people walked by the room, I scanned for the guy from the beginning of the dream, but I couldn't find him.

I then was following one of the girls I used to work with down a long hallway. She explained to me that since I'd been gone, they had done some renovations, so everything was located in different places now. She then told me that I either need to stay or quit, and to not do what I did again.

As I was walking, I realized that I had no idea how or why I had come back here; I quit for a reason. But I kept on walking.

Then, I was heading to a huge auditorium with quite a few other people. I still couldn't find the guy. The leader of the group couldn't quite decide which way the auditorium was. There were two, actually, and we needed to be at a certain one. We finally decided on one of them, and walked in.

There were blue, auditorium-style seats in the audience and on the stage. The ones on the stage went up very high. We filed in the ones on the stage and sat. I was scanning the room for the guy that held me, wanting to find him again. I scanned in the rows of guys, who all appeared to be in tuxes, but I couldn't find him. I saw one that looked kind of like him with a blue baseball cap on, but it wasn't him. All I could remember about the guy who held me, besides what he looked like, was his last name being "Creech"; I had no idea what his first name was. I remembered this from seeing it written down somewhere.

We were all then watching the opera class rehearse for a show. We were watching from the audience seats now, as they performed in the stage seats. Their costumes were all farmer-ish; one girl looked kind of like she was supposed to be Little Bo Peep.

I then heard my old choir teacher from high school yell out that she needed to see me and Zach, a guy I was in band and choir with in high school. We got up and started to walk upwards (we were in the stage seats again). I then noticed Zach and I were wearing our old high school marching band uniforms, and everyone else was in my old college's marching band uniform. I felt silly, still being in my high school uniform. I guessed it was because we came in late, and had to wear some kind of uniform.

When we got to the top, my choir teacher talked only to me, and not Zach at all. She said, with a plastered-on smile, as is the norm for her IWL,
"Don't do what you did again. If you're going to quit, then quit. If you're going to stay, then stay. There are plenty of other people who would like to be up there."
Inside, I was very upset that she was saying these things to me. I have depression, and it got really, really bad, and that's why I left. She then asked,
"Can you do that for me?"
I said
"I...I don't know."
I was crying at this point.

I then walked away, planning on just removing my uniform and leaving, never to come back again, when I remembered I wanted to find that guy, "Creech", again. I turned around to go back. People were filing out of the auditorium, including the farmer-dressed opera members, who were talking about singing. I scanned the line for Creech, but couldn't find him.

I then ran into the girl that led me down the long hallway. She said if I was going to quit, to hang up my uniform. Sigh. I didn't even want to give them that.

I was then in the back, and there were some fat, ugly girls in full-length black choir dresses. They were apparently on the "sidelines" of the choir, so to speak; if I quit, one would get to sing. I remember one with curly hair and glasses talking about it. I took off my uniform (no longer the band uniform, though I'm not sure what uniform I was wearing), and was wearing clothing underneath. One of the girls took off some chunky light brown sandals, and asked where her "wide shoes" were. I put on the sandals she took off, first making sure they weren't the "wide" shoes; their size said something like 7/6 or 7/8, but no "W" to indicate that they were wide. They were kind of wide on my feet, but fit well otherwise. I knew that one of the girls was excited to sing; they seemed very happy, and were going on about it.

I was then walking back down the long hallway, free of my uniform. I felt lighter without it on. I looked down at the light brown sandals as I walked.

I was then behind the counter making a sandwich for a little girl. As she came up to me, I didn't say anything. She spouted off her order. I cut the bread pretty easily. This was what I had signed up to do, not run around and do some weird choir thing too; I was supposed to be making sandwiches! But I realized that I didn't want to be there either. I started putting some gloves on; they were small, and hard to get on my hands. I debated just walking out.

Oddly enough, I loved choir in high school, and would love to be in a choir now if I could.

The sandwich job though, I fucking hated it. Just for the record.

Dream - Lucid

I was inside somewhere, and I had taken a written math test. A girl I was friends with in high school, Sara, was there, and so was Jake. I had just gotten the test back, and was reviewing how I did. I did pretty well, seeing a few I missed here and there. I remember one of the questions on the first page being worth 5 points, and me getting 2 points partial credit for it.

I then flipped the test paper over and saw where I had completely skipped a graph problem, one worth 9 points. I saw -9 written in red on the problem. Jake then said
"Well yeah, don't expect a good grade if you're going to skip problems."
I then said
"I did ok, I mean, I got an 80, that's a low B."

~

I was walking with some lady through the band hallway at my old high school. It was like she was giving me a tour although I've already graduated both high school and college. She was explaining to me how that hallway is where lots of people who were about to graduate went to talk about colleges and their "favorite sororities" and such. She was saying this just as we were passing the band room. I looked to my right at her. She was short, had brown hair, and a young-looking face, though I think she may have been older than me. She looked like a sorority girl herself.

Then, my left knee felt extremely weak, and gave out. I crouched down and held the knee for a few seconds, as if I had injured it. It kept doing this over and over; I'd walk a few steps, and my left knee would give out. I tried to explain to the lady I was walking with, just telling her my knee kept giving out. As I was crouched down holding my knee the last time before I woke up, I thought to myself that maybe, because I've been less active lately, my knee muscles had atrophied.

~

I was at my house with Jake. We were in the middle of cleaning something or moving some things, when we started talking about some girl he had been seeing. I asked Jake if they were going to get married, and he said yes. I then asked if he had proposed to her, and he said yes.

WHAT???

I stood up and yelled at him. I was so angry, I couldn't contain it.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! THIS IS MY HOUSE, GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!"
I kept screaming those things over and over. He never got mad, not even once. It's like he didn't even care that I was angry at him. The girl was then, somehow, there as well. She was skinny, and looked mixed between black and white. Her hair was in a short ponytail. I think she was wearing black Ugg boots and a jacket. She looked kinda tom-boyish. I yelled at the both of them to "get out of my fucking house". Good God was I angry. The girl left without a fight or a word, but Jake stayed there.

We were walking around and he was getting some things together to leave, and I just kept yelling at him. He was still not phased by my anger. Fuck, I couldn't even figure out why I was so angry. I then thought it was because he was just settling, just marrying this random chick that he didn't really care about. That made sense for me to be angry about that, but not this angry. I mean, we weren't even dating! I was just fucking pissed. I know, at some point, she texted him. He seemed so blah about it, so detached, so uncaring.

We were then in the living room. I was sitting on the couch as he got some things together. I was fuming, and yelling, and all that good, angry stuff; one thing I said was
"Leave. Leave, and don't you dare come back until you're single!"
When I said this, I thought that I may never see him again. That made me sad, but my anger was stronger at this point.
I then noticed there was a baggie of weed on the coffee table. At that moment, I noticed Jake started to sniff around like a dog. He said
"I'm looking for the weed."
He then saw it on the coffee table, and started to take it. I broke from my anger for a second and said, calmly,
"Do you mind if I take a little?"
He said
"Sure. I'll give you some for the road."
He pulled out a small piece and gave it to me. I was surprised; I thought he was going to outright deny me after my show of anger. Then again, he didn't seem to be phased by it at all.

The girl then came back to pick Jake up. I think she called or texted him to tell him she was there. He left through the front door, but then, was back in the living room. He said
"She was mad that you have a Wii and you didn't invite her to play."
Wut. I mean, did she really expect me to? After how pissed I got, all she could say was she was mad because I didn't invite her to play the Wii? I know I said something to Jake about that, but I don't remember exactly what.

Dream - Lucid

I was auditioning for some choir class, and the teacher, a woman, wanted us to do something crazy and dangerous before we could get into the class. I wasn't gonna do anything but sing for my audition; that was just overkill for her to ask us to do anything else. If that meant I couldn't be in the class, then so be it. I saw a girl stand in this one spot to start the audition.

~

I was in a basement sitting at a round table with some people, Rachel T. from high school being one of them, and Jake may have been there too, I'm not sure. I don't remember who else was there. We all had baggies of weed. I had a very tiny amount in mine, Rachel had a ton, and whoever else was there had a bag with a ton.

Then, all the sudden, I'm talking to my mom, who's freaking out. Apparently, the basement had partially caught fire. For some reason, in the dream, I pictured the inside of a car partially blackened from a fire, like it wasn't the basement, but a car. It was nighttime outside around the car.

No one got hurt in the fire or anything, but my mom was freaking out nonetheless, more so about the weed. She said, through tears,
"I thought you quit doing that stuff!"
I said
"I still do it sometimes," and I was thinking to myself that I did it once a month, but I don't think I told her that part.

Then, we were in the basement again, the same people, the same situation. I thought about asking Rachel T. for some of her weed, since she had so much, and, since we were hanging out, maybe we were good enough friends to where it would be ok. I decided not to, however. I saw her putting the weed she had dumped out back into the bag.

Someone was then lighting up a pipe, and, out of the top of the bowl, I noticed something molten, like lava, was about to drip out onto the carpet. I told whoever it was to be careful, and then saw it drip out onto the carpet. A small, glowing, orange spot was then on the carpet, and I feared the basement would burn again.

I was right; the same thing happened again. Only this time, it was like I was in Minecraft, and all the sudden, I was floating around through tons and tons of lava blocks like I was in Creative Mode. I was afraid I was going to die, but I wasn't even getting hurt. I saw lots of lava and stone blocks, and lots of fire as well. It was like I had gone underneath the basement, and was trying to fly back up. It was weird.

~

I was at my old college, standing outside one of the restaurants, one I worked at very briefly. It was very bright in the room. I saw someone standing around the register area on the other side of the counter, a woman, reviewing an application.
"You are the best person for this job," she said to another girl. The girl, who was standing by the side door, I think, was very excited. They told her to come back there. I could barely watch; I hoped they didn't recognize me there.

I then ran through the side door and behind the counter. I guessed they were closing; it appeared as if they were shutting down. Everything seemed neat and clean. There weren't many people back there, I think, actually, there was just one girl that I remember working with. She wasn't in uniform, she was wearing jeans instead of black pants, and she looked quite a bit more mature and calm than how I remember her. She was doing some cleaning. I only got a brief glimpse of her, however, and then, I ran out an opening on the other side that doesn't exist IWL.

~

I was playing some game that appeared to be, upon first glance, a Roller Coaster Tycoon game. The game was set at nighttime. I was building a coaster that had a huge, steep hill, and then a drop. I built the hill extremely high, I think the game said it was like 100 meters high.

I then was picking people to ride my coaster, from what looked like a Minecraft inventory. No one had names, but they were named by their occupations, and the images in the spaces in the inventory were close-ups on their faces. I picked a few people, and started the ride. I watched the cars go up and up and up, into the blue sky and clouds, even though it appeared to be nighttime. I was nervous, as if I was actually riding the coaster (IWL I'd be freaking out at the extremity of the height, though I do love roller coasters).

As soon as the cars started to go over the hill, a bunch of them disconnected and flew off. Only the first one or two made it to the end of the drop, and then, the end of the ride. Oops. I guess the drop was too fast or something. I watched a car fly off into the distance, heading towards a mountain. I then got a notification in the top left corner of my screen, saying that part of my coaster crashed or malfunctioned, something like that. I then was on the inventory screen to pick more people to ride the coaster. I remember picking "Doctor", whose image was a close-up of the light thing they used to wear on their heads. I remember lots of white in the picture. I picked a few more, but can't remember exactly who they were.

~

I was listening to myself talk to a psychiatrist, but I wasn't in body, nor could I see myself or the psychiatrist. I felt like I was in the office at some point. My view kept looking around as I listened to myself talk. I was trying to explain to the psychiatrist that I've always tried to do things right and avoid getting into trouble, and that I did this ever since I was a child in school. At first, she didn't understand what I meant, and repeated back to me a false assumption. I had to re-explain it to her. My view was then of a Minecraft cave, with some very shiny, silver blocks with a curved, spiky-looking pattern on them. I was excited for some new materials to mine, some that I had never seen before.

Dream - Lucid

I was seeing my old friend from middle school, Jennifer D., at her house. She was wearing a royal purple shirt. We were in her bathroom, which, now that I think about it, looked kind of like my parents' bathroom at my house. I started talking to her about some movie they made about my high school called "The SHS Tornado Movie" (obviously this didn't really happen IWL). I then "remembered" watching it on a bus. I saw a scene with her and her ex from middle school, who was also my first kiss IWL, Nick. He was wearing a baseball cap. They were crouching down in a dark hallway with other students, and he was being a jerk to her. I also saw him standing by a wall that had been taken out by the tornado, and these whiffle-ball sized white things, I guess they were supposed to be hail, were swirling around close to him. I thought I was also in the movie too, albeit briefly.

I then asked Jennifer what the story was between her and Nick. I knew they had broken up way back when we were all 14 and 15 years old, but I didn't know what really happened. She started to tell me. I knew it had something to do with her vag, I guess he did something to her she didn't want done or something. That's what I always assumed happened anyway.

Then, Nick was there. He looked very young, like he was still in middle school, though it was years later. Neither Jennifer nor I had seen him in years. He got in the shower, which was located in the very left corner of the room (there were like 4 showers in the bathroom for some reason). He started saying he was washing off a lot of grime. Jennifer didn't seem too uncomfortable, but I felt the tension. I don't think Nick felt weird about it at all, but I know Jennifer did.

When he got out of the shower, he stood next to me in the hallway. He asked Jennifer to do "twinkle toes". Jennifer was reluctant, because apparently, it was kind of stupid, but he kept trying to get her to do it anyway. She finally caved, and started to do these exaggerated tiptoes down the hallway. Nick then joined her and started to do the tiptoes towards her. They then tiptoed around each other. Apparently, it was just something they came up with when they were dating.

Nick then got in the shower again, but this time, it was a different shower, one in the middle of the bathroom by the wall. Jennifer's mom then came in the bathroom, and looked in the shower and saw Nick. He said hi to her, and she talked to him back. I thought she was going to be pissed, but she wasn't.

Jennifer was then gone, but Nick and I were still in the bathroom. He was then in another shower. I kept feeling like he wanted me to get in there with him, but I wasn't going to do it. He then pulled the curtain back to where I could see the entirety of his naked body. I tried to avoid looking directly at his junk by looking right at his face as he talked, but I could still see them in my peripheral vision. I want to say he was talking to some random girl at this point. She was outside the shower, and fully clothed. He didn't seem sexually interested in her.

I then went over to one of the other showers in the room. The shower was actually two different showers connected to each other. I exclaimed this out loud, because I thought it was cool. I then felt like I had been there before, like I had watched that "SHS Tornado Movie" in that shower. I then looked at the bottom of the farthest left of the connecting showers, and it was filthy. I assumed this was the grime Nick had been talking about, since he had used that shower. I walked over to the other one, and it was less dirty, but still pretty dirty around the drain, which was covered in small stones. I assumed the stones were for decoration or some kind of fancy filtration system. I tried to run some water to clean it, but though it did wash a little of the dirt away, a lot of it was stuck tight to the shower floor.

I then remembered something from another dream I had a long time ago. I remembered it as if it happened in real life. It was dark outside, and I was seeing Courtney's house. She lived next door to Nick (this is true IWL). I must have been in the 7th grade or something. I apparently hadn't been to either house before, and, while at Courtney's, I went inside of Nick's house. I remember it all being very unfamiliar.

~

I woke up and went back to sleep.

I wanted to find Nick again. I kept thinking I was going to ask him to have a drink with me or something. Something about him being in the shower again.

~

Woke up and went back to sleep again.

I found Nick, after years of not talking or seeing one another. I was outside in the daytime. I had heard he worked at some pizza place. I saw lots of outdoor venues and kiosks on the street I was walking down. Many men were walking around there, busy as ever. I looked around, trying to find a place with lots of pizza dough. I saw a place that looked like it had balls of pizza dough to be prepared.

I then saw Nick, carrying some full white sacks. He was wearing all white. I approached him. He was telling me about some guy he was dating, and it wasn't going well. It then looked as if he had been trying to lay the sacks down, but they were attached to his white clothing at the sleeves. I then just gave him a hug. He said something, like "You don't have to do that", but I kept hugging him. He hugged me back, and we started to sway back and forth, like we were slow dancing. He then said something to the effect of
"We always start dancing again when we see each other."
We then switched to each only having one hand on the other person, my left hand on his shoulder, and his hand, though I can't remember if it was the left or the right, I think his right hand, was either on my shoulder or waist, and we started to actually slow dance.

Dream - Lucid

This first part wasn't a dream, but it scared the bejeezus out of me.

I woke up and opened my eyes. I started trying to move, but I barely could; it was like an invisible resistance was in place against my arms and legs. I started to panic a little. I tried to scream for help, but barely a sound came out. I kept trying as hard as I could, but all I could get was a rasp. I almost started feeling like my breathing was messed up too.

Then, it just went away. It was like I was experiencing partial SP. I can't say that's ever happened to me before; it was terrifying.

~

I was at the coffee shop I used to work at to ask my old manager for my job back. Only it was very different in there, now that it was under new ownership; it was in a different location, and it was more like a restaurant than a coffee shop. It was kind of dark in there; everything seemed to made out of a dark brown wood. I specifically remember an old couple sitting at a bench by the counter, waiting to be seated.

I kept seeing my old manager running around, and she saw me there as well, but she was so busy, it was hard for her to talk to me. There were a lot of new employees there, people I had never seen before when I did work there. For some reason, I went in the back and put on some work clothes: Black straight-legged pants, a black shirt, and a green apron. It looked like a Starbucks uniform, but the coffee shop wasn't a Starbucks. I saw myself in a mirror with it on. I then thought better of just jumping into work, and left the back room.

I finally caught my manager as she was leaving. We were in the parking lot. She was walking fast and quite a ways in front of me. I asked her
"So, I doubt you can get me my job back, can you?"
She stopped for a second, turned around, and replied
"No. I'm not in charge anymore."
I guess the new owners didn't want her doing the hiring anymore for some reason.

After that, I wanted to go home, then I "remembered" that our house had been sold (we are trying to get it ready to sell IWL) to a couple of guys. I pictured the inside of the house being emptied of our things and replaced with barely any furniture or anything at all. It was kind of sad, since I grew up in this house.

Then, I was back inside the coffee shop, sitting down at a table with my laptop. Everything looked lighter now; even the wood wasn't as darkly colored. I looked up from my computer and to my left, and there was a cute guy staring at me. He had the build of my friend Daniel, and had dark brown curly hair. He had some scruff, but no real facial hair. He was smiling a little as he stared. I smiled back at him, feeling a little flirty.

Apparently, he was one of the new owners of the shop. His name was Solomon, and the shop had been renamed "Solomon's". His wife, Annie, was the other owner. I wondered if it was really Solomon, since he was married and kept giving me flirty smiles. Hmm...

I then learned that he was a huge flirt and a womanizer; he slept with lots of women who came into the coffee shop. For some reason, that didn't really bother me.

I was then approached by Solomon. He asked if he could kiss my neck. I said sure. He then went in to kiss my lips, and I realized I had terrible morning breath for some reason. I could taste it in my mouth, which also felt pretty dry. He then stuck his tongue in my mouth. When he pulled away, he said something about my mouth, like, he asked me if I had done something specific, and if that was why my breath was so funky; I can't remember exactly what it was that he asked if I had done. I said yes. He then kissed my neck. All in all, the breath thing didn't seem to bother him too much.

Then, I saw him standing up by the bathroom with another guy, talking. I knew he was going to try to get a woman to come sleep with him in the bathroom. I wanted him to pick me for some reason. I want to say he somehow messaged me about it or something.

I also remember him being seated again, and giving me another flirty little smile, and me returning it. I felt really good about myself then, like I was desirable. It made me feel confident.

I know, at some point, I wondered about his wife, and if she knew about what he was doing.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some kind of Minecraft world mixed with the real world. I remember the sun being out. I then wanted to drink blood? I think I must have been some sort of vampire. I needed to go down to some basement dug into the ground to get the blood. I was talking to someone about it. They seemed upset about me wanting some blood. They suggested I get something else, like food, but I insisted upon getting the blood.

I went down into the basement, and some people from my old job were there, managers to be exact. I was trying to avoid them seeing me, because they weren't supposed to know where I was. It was almost impossible to do, however, because I had to go through them to get the blood; they were standing behind grey steel desks. They started talking about how I had to make my own glass eye and have one put in for some reason. That isn't what happened at all, but that's what they believed. I then saw a picture of the glass eye in the socket; it had a red iris. I hoped they didn't notice that neither of my eyes were glass, nor were they red.

I remember getting the blood, I think from a chest. It was in little bottles, like in Minecraft. I remember seeing the bottles on the floor.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a dark cave, I think, and was with a group of other people. There was also this woman and her grown son, who was mentally retarded. We had brought both of them down for some reason; they were not conscious, at least the son wasn't. The "camera" zoomed out and showed me, and I killed the woman with a hammer-type thing. A little blood splattered onto the "camera", but not much. Apparently, me and this group of people then removed the woman's lips, and set them on top of the son's own lips. It showed us laying the pair of lips down on top of his. It looked flawless, as if they were his own lips.

Then, we were watching some movie in the cave. It was like Jurassic Park, but with a weird twist. The non-dinosaur themed theme park where everyone was opened up to another dimension, one where dinosaurs still existed. It then looked like they were in a desert, and a T-Rex ran up and started to chase everyone. The graphics looked really bad, like it was an old movie; the T-Rex was moving way too fast, and it looked like he was a computer image superimposed onto the desert scene. The T-Rex then ran by this line of people, and ate the head off of one of them, flinging the body aside. Then, it was like the T-Rex was chasing us, the movie-goers. He was running towards the camera.

I remember seeing a group of people sitting behind me, taking notes on the movie. I believe I was also taking notes.

I know I dreamed more than this, but I slept really hard last night, and can't remember many more details than that. On the upside, I needed the sleep pretty badly; insomnia has been kicking my ass to the curb lately. I feel a lot better today than I have for awhile. Yay for sleep!

Dream - Lucid

I was walking down a dark, desolate road alone at night. I was going slightly uphill. The only building in sight was a well-lit house to my right. I then was talking to Ryan, though he wasn't there with me. We were either on the phone, or communicating telepathically. He was saying we could walk and meet up somewhere and go on a trip. I think I just wanted to drive. Plus, Ryan is married, and you would think that would be kinda weird...

I then saw Ryan and a bar chart of all the vacations he'd been on. It measured how much fun he had on each trip. The first one had the highest bar, and it was marked "Universal". He and I, in waking life, went to Universal Studios last year. Apparently, in the dream, it was the most fun vacation he'd ever had.

Then, I was at Ryan's house, though it looked a bit different from how it looked in waking life. I was sitting in the living room on the floor next to the couch Ryan was sitting on; there were two couches, the one he was sitting on, and the one his wife brought when she moved in with him. Across the room in a chair sat Ryan's wife. She was wearing an orange shirt. Well of course she's gonna be here, I thought to myself, Ryan is married now. I avoided looking her directly in the eye. We all sat around and talked. The whole thing was kind of weird for me. I kept thinking about how they were married now. I wondered about their relationship, about whether or not they've had a good marriage so far.

Someone then came to the door and knocked. Ryan's wife got up to get it. It was one of her friends. I then looked behind me, and could see upstairs (he doesn't have an upstairs in waking life). The door to their room was shut, but you could see a light on through the cracks. I guess they were hanging out alone. There was this almost awkwardness between Ryan and I, like he wanted to be with me, but he was married. I didn't really want to be with him per say, we just had a nice relationship at one point. I imagined myself snuggled underneath the covers of his bed.

Then, I was no longer at Ryan's, but I was checking on this device I had made to detect certain kinds of waves from different planets; I was trying to see if other planets were trying to communicate with us. The device I had was made out of Proactiv bottles? It was weird. But I got something from Neptune, though I wasn't sure exactly what it was. I figured it was probably just interference or something, but I kept my hopes up.

At some point, I remember writing on a piece of paper with different colored permanent markers. I picked up the paper, and saw that the ink had bled through onto the table.

Dream - Lucid

I felt myself falling asleep. I sat up out of my body, and went over to the other side of the bed. I looked around my dark bedroom, and then, decided to look at myself. My body was there, on its back (I fell asleep on my back), peacefully asleep, much different from the last time I had one of these experiences (last time my body was tense and afraid, eyes wide open and terrified). My body wasn't under the covers.

I went up to my body and stroked its hair, and said
"You are beautiful."

Then, I was in a room with Brett, my first long-term boyfriend that I dated in high school. I wanted to fly with him, since he was there with me. I grabbed his hand, and he said something, though I can't remember what; something along the lines of "what's going on?" or "where are we going?" I said back to him, trying to carefully choose my words,
"This is a lucid dream!"
He responded
"Oh right, a lucid dream," like he was agreeing with me that it was, indeed, a lucid dream.
I thought about whether or not he was a DC or an entity, since most of my DCs give me a blank, stupid stare or just outright deny that it's a dream when I call attention to the fact that I'm dreaming.

We then flew up into the sky, where either the sun was setting or the sky just had those sunsetty colors in it. I remember vividly feeling Brett's hand inside mine. We talked as we flew, but I can't remember what about. I then looked up and saw a starlit night sky and a beautiful, vivid red galaxy. I pointed it out to Brett. I thought about how this was the first time I had been able to fly with anyone hand-in-hand. I've tried before, but the person "weighed" me down, or someone else took me up to fly, and while we were ascending, I'd wake up.

~

I was in some mountain river or stream or something. This dream occurred during both the night and the day. This guy I went to high school with, Jason L., kept pushing me down into the flowing body of water, onto the rocks, etc., saying things to me as he did so. I don't remember what it had to do with, but it had some sort of purpose. I then remember seeing a body, not sure if it was mine, his, or someone else's altogether, but he/she busted their head on a rock, and bright red blood started to pour out. I started to freak out.

I remember talking to Jason L. civilly in this dream, and I remember trying to get out from under some rock and my vision kept shaking, like I was trying to get out from being stuck underneath a block in Minecraft.

There was a point where I became lucid again during this dream, but I quickly lost it.

There was more to this dream, but that's all I can really recall.

Dream - Lucid

I was at some kind of meeting or function. There were lots of people there. I want to say we were outside. I was sitting against a half a wall. Not quite stairs, though the wall could function that way; it's hard to explain. I'll just call them wall/stairs. There were some rooms or other areas up there.

It was then dark outside. I was still at this function, when I noticed that the wall/stairs was leaking magma in certain areas. There were people, scientists or something, inspecting it and taking measurements. No one else seemed really concerned about the magma except for me and the scientists. I remember seeing some magma flow out onto a black scientist's thumb while he wasn't paying attention, and I thought for sure it would burn him, but it didn't; he didn't even seem to notice.

I then got up and saw that I had been sitting with my back to a lot of magma flowing from this wall/stairs. I hadn't felt any heat or burning or anything at all. Odd. I watched the scientists some more as they collected samples. Some of the magma being examined had an unnatural glow to it. I watched one of the scientists walk by me with rubber gloves on covered in a reddish residue. I figured it was from the magma. I then watched some of the wall crumble as more magma slowly flowed out.

Then, on two TV screens up above me (now we seemed to be inside instead of outside), there was a warning being flashed because of the magma, which also had some weird chemicals in it that made it even more dangerous than regular magma. We all needed to evacuate. That's when I realized my home was in danger. I ran up the short wall/stairs and into one of the rooms. There was a guy with me helping me out. He looked like the blonde scientist from Dark City (watched the movie last night IWL).

The main thing I wanted to rescue was my cat. Apparently, I kept her in a big hamster/bird cage? Anyway, the blonde scientist scooped her out of her litter box. I was glad she was in there at that time, because otherwise, I was afraid I'd lose her. I took her from the scientist, and we both grabbed as much of her stuff as we could. I then walked over to my bed to grab some more things, like clothes and stuff. I sifted through a pile of pajama pants, trying to decide which ones to take. I was saying out loud that I couldn't decide which ones I wanted to take. I wanted to take the ones with Thumper the bunny on them since I saw them first (a pair I actually own IWL, but rarely wear), but there were others that I actually really liked and wore more often that I would rather have. I was in a hurry though, and didn't feel I had enough time to go through them all and decide that way. I just grabbed a bunch, the Thumper ones pink being some of the ones I grabbed. While we were running to a safer place, I noticed I was holding onto the cat too tightly, and loosened my grip a bit. She didn't struggle or anything.

At some point, we noticed that my key chain had some keys broken off from it. I examined them, and noticed it was only the keys to Jake's apartment, the ones that no longer worked since the locks got changed. All the keys I needed were there.

We were then in this quiet apartment, though in the same building as we were in, it was safe for some reason. I set up the cage, put her food dish in it, and told the blonde scientist that was with me to open the top of her cage to get the litter box in it. The litter box didn't seem like it should fit at all; it was way too big. But it fit. We put the cat in there too. I then told the scientist I needed to go get her water dish. The scientist picked up a small green bowl that we could use instead, since it was so dangerous where I had previously been. I said we could do that if I couldn't get her original water dish, and to myself, I thought I could grab some more things, like more clothes, out of there as well while I was over there. I ran off.

When I got to the magma scene, I ran up and down the aisle, looking for my previous location. I could have sworn it was here. I looked to the wall/stairs to my left, and noticed a line of guys standing on top of one of the wall/stairs that was accumulating more and more magma. I had no time to think about why they were doing this; it was total chaos here anyway, the reasons were endless. I ran up and down the aisle a few more times, then, to my right, saw a hallway. I ran down the hallway, and it was light there, more peaceful, no smoke or chaos. At a desk sat my friend, Rachel. We talked about the magma for a second, asking one another if we'd heard about it. Then, I was where I needed to be.

As I entered, it was smoky, and lots of people were running around in the craziness. I saw a huge section of fold-out chairs in front of me. At the front of them, whom I almost ran by, was Seth Rogen. He was just standing there. As I went by, I said
"Seth, I need your help."
He then agreed to help me, while saying to his friends
"I'm going to go help this girl," with emphasis on the girl part. It was like he was trying to impress his friends, saying he was going to help a female, or something like that.

I then ran with Seth behind me, looking down the aisles of chairs that were on my right. I knew the water dish was down one of them. There were a few people down all of them, panicking, trying to figure out what exactly they should do. We came to some of the middle sections, and I was sure the dish had to be down one of them. Though I was worried the panicking people would get in the way, I told Seth to go down to the end of one, and the dish should be there. He went down the aisle to look for the dish.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house, in my kitchen. My great-grandparents, whom in waking life I've never met and are long dead, were coming into town, and MK was getting a...body transplant? She was getting her consciousness put into another body, though the exact reason why eludes me. I want to say she was very sick. I kept thinking about and trying to figure out how in the world they could do that.

Then, she was at my house in the kitchen with us, standing by the pantry, with her consciousness transplanted into another body. She looked almost exactly the same, only younger, more youthful. She also had straight bangs, which I don't know that she's ever had aside from when she was a child. She was wearing a blue and white striped sweater/shirt with dark blue jeans. Her outfit was really cute, like something she would actually wear.

She looked happy, content. It was good to see her like that.

Then, she walked over to the stove in the kitchen to get something. I saw her from behind. Her hair was very long, reaching the middle of her back; much longer than I've seen it in waking life. Actually, from the front, I had thought it looked quite short before she turned around.

I then was in the living room. My great-grandparents walked in. My mom and great-grandma hugged. Everyone seemed happy. They didn't look that old at all, not even as old as my grandparents are IWL. The great-grandma even had some black hair left; it wasn't all grey. She was wearing a white and red striped shirt, and her hair was very, very short. The great-grandpa was sitting in a chair by the fireplace. He had a white, long mustache and white, wispy hair, but he was bald on the top of his head. He was a little bigger, while my great-grandma was tall and thin. He sat there with his arms crossed.

I was then in some science center for kids, mimicking places like that I went as a child. I wanted to go down this long, dark tunnel, like I had as a child, because it was some kind of fun cave exhibit/tour. The tunnel was so dark, you could see absolutely nothing in front of you. I was standing at the entrance. I saw children running in and disappearing into the black, and started to run after them. Before I woke up, I thought that it may not be as fun because I'm older now, and I was gonna be the oldest person in there or something. That didn't stop me from going, however.

~

I dreamed then that my mom was going to pick my great-grandparents up at the airport, and I wasn't sure whether or not I was going to go with her. I asked if she would be mad if I didn't. I don't remember what she said. She was then mad at my great-grandma for something. I then saw a flash of my pen pal's letter, saying he felt he was soon to die. Somehow, that connected with my mom being mad at my great-grandma. I felt her anger was irrational.

I was then looking in the fridge for something, in a kitchen that looked completely different from my own, when Jackie from That 70's Show said
"Good, now you can _________." (I can't remember exactly what she said there).
She then went on about Kelso. I had only been going in the fridge looking for something to eat. I decided to just let her think I was doing whatever she thought I was doing.

I then saw a photo of MK in her new body again. She was wearing the same clothes as in the last dream, and had the same hairstyle, but she was now wearing a cute black hat on too. She was at a restaurant, sitting at a booth. She was smiling.

Dream - Lucid

I was in the bonus room at my house, sitting at the table where my mom's old laptop used to be when I was younger. I was talking to Daniel online. It was like I was on Minecraft, and we were writing to one another on a dirt wall, like some kind of weird chat room almost. I would go and do something else, and Daniel would tell me when he wrote on the wall, so I'd go back to the wall and look at what he wrote. Then, I'd write something back.

I remember him writing that my "expectations of him were too high". I wrote back, I think saying something about how they weren't. We wrote many other things, all were kind of linked to our relationship in some way. We aren't dating IWL, and in the dream, we weren't either. It was weird.

Then, we were at his house. I was spending the night. He mentioned that we never have sex and that he really wanted to. We laid down in the white sheets, both already mostly naked, and he started to kiss me. I started to kiss him back. He was immediately ready to have sex, and we were about to, when someone walked up to us and started talking to Daniel. He was polite and talked back. As soon as the guy left, he wanted to pick up where we left off, but I looked at the time. 10:00 or maybe it was 10:30, one of those. I had to be up and ready for work. I told him so, and he was, again (apparently), disappointed.

I also remember being with him somewhere else, though I can't recall where. He was wearing a dark red shirt.

There was also one point in this dream where I became lucid, but I quickly lost it.

~

I was in a parking lot, and in an empty parking space was this bundle of large silver and black balls. They looked metallic. I touched them, and they felt weird, like they were liquid and solid. After poking at them for awhile, it dawned on me that it was probably mercury, which is, as we all know, toxic. It was too late though, I had already touched them. I wasn't too terribly concerned about it; there wasn't much I could do at that point.

Then, I was watching a movie with someone in the glassed-in porch in my house, and the large balls appeared in the movie in an explosion. The movie mentioned something about uranium. I said to whoever I was watching the movie with
"I had a dream about this, and I've never seen this movie before!"

~

I was in a waiting room somewhere. Someone had asked to meet with me in private. I was called back, and led into a room by an overweight woman with unnatural dark red hair. We sat down at her desk, her on one side and me on the other. The room was dark; no lights were turned on. She pulled out a pipe and some weed, and offered me some. I had a little bit. I thought it was weird, but cool, that this woman smoked. She then got a little more serious as she started the conversation.
"Krista, you made a 77 on the GRE."
I replied
"Is that the combined score or the raw score?"
She didn't answer, and continued on with
"I think you should reconsider applying to graduate schools."
I then proceeded to explain to her how I screwed up the math part, and I wasn't going to send those scores in anyway. I probably mentioned that I was going to retake it. She just continued to look at me with a serious look on her face. She didn't nod or acknowledge anything I had said.

She then got up and started to talk in a more cheery manner about personal matters. She left the room for a second. I stood up and saw her stash on a book shelf. I thought about taking some, but decided better of it. She'd probably notice, and I wouldn't want to get caught stealing her illegal substances. Shortly thereafter, she walked back in the room, still going on about personal things.

This dream was the most vivid of all the ones I had. For some reason, it just seemed very real.

~

I was sitting on the couch in Jake's apartment. Jake was sitting in the chair next to the couch. He was dragging a metal engraver across his face, but nothing was happening; no cuts were being made. Apparently, it was made that way, so it could easily cut metal, but not skin. It was freaking me out all the same, because I kept thinking it would eventually cut him if he bore down hard enough.
"Jake. Stop it. Jake! Stop it!" I kept saying.
He didn't stop. He kept dragging it across his face. Once, he did it, paused, and then stared at me, as if he was trying to achieve some kind of dramatic effect if he did actually start to bleed.

For the past few nights, my insomnia has been terrible. I know I dreamed a bit last night, but I can't recall any details. Just been under way too much stress lately; so much so, that it's making my body sick. I'm having a lovely outbreak of cold sores/fever blisters right now, and a few are having trouble healing because my body isn't resting. ;oq923u0r9wje;foiawjefoji anxiety and insomnia fucking suck. I'm sore and tired from running around Nashville yesterday looking for my testing site for the GRE, which was a 4 hour test o_o, and I start my new job today, which will (ideally) exhaust me enough to where I'll wanna pass out when I get home at 5 (early I know, but if you knew how tired I was, you'd want to do the same). I'll have the same shift tomorrow as well. I should be off on weekends though, so this weekend should be an excellent time for me to catch up on some much-needed R&R, and hopefully, my dreams will be extra vivid due to REM rebound.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my house. It was like I was in a video game, and I was lucid. I don't remember at what point I became lucid, I just remember that I was.

I went into the piano room. It was very dark. I walked up to the piano, and faintly saw my mom sitting there, playing, though I didn't hear any music. I sat down on the piano bench next to her. She stopped playing. For some reason, I thought she was going to be upset with me. Instead, she put her left arm around me and hugged me. We pulled away, and in her mouth, I saw a light blue pacifier.

~

I was, again, in a video game. I was with my mom, dad, and my cat, though I'm not sure if my brother was there or not. We were outside in a field with trees, like a more realistic, less blocky-looking Minecraft. The sky was blue, but it didn't look sunny. My dad was holding something the whole time, I think it was my cat.

Also with us was JP. I didn't know how we got into this situation with him, I didn't know why he was there. He was being his sly, charming, shady self, and for some reason, we were following him around. I kept wanting to tell my dad that JP was bad news, but I didn't want to do it in front of JP, in fear that he would hurt me or my family. I was surprised my dad couldn't tell something was wrong with him, since he's a psychiatrist. Maybe he did, but had the same fear as I.

At some point, we met JP's dad, whom I've never actually met IWL (I don't think he ever met him either, actually). He had the shaggy brown hair and mustache, but he looked a bit different than my guide, I think. I only ever saw him at a distance. I want to say he was in some other "dimension" of the world.

We were then underneath some white stone pavilion. JP wanted access to the "rainbow realm", and my dad had the means to get there. I knew it was bad, bad news if JP had access to that world for some reason. But my dad gave him what he needed anyway. All I had wanted my dad to do was pull his gun and kill him, but I knew JP had a gun too, and I didn't want anyone else to get hurt who didn't have to. I then watched as JP put together the rest of his portal or whatever it was, and he was surrounded by a rainbow glow. I think it made him more powerful.

We were then in what was supposed to be the "rainbow realm", but it looked the same as the original dimension, save for JP's dad was there too. The next thing I knew, we were running from them. My mom and I were both holding a different Belle (my cat). The one mom was holding was white, like IWL Belle is, and the one I was holding was a smoky grey with some brown speckles mixed in. As we ran, JP and his dad threw knives at us. One hit the Belle that mom was holding. My mom tossed her dead body aside. As she did, I saw the body as it came by me. I saw the stab wound, and the cat was no longer white, but looked like the one I was holding.

I was getting tired; my legs felt like they were going to give out. JP's dad, the one pursuing me the most, threw a knife at me that narrowly missed. I then tripped and fell, exhausted. As I fell, to save the cat, I tossed her aside and hoped she ran away. JP's dad closed in on me, though I kept trying to crawl away.

I woke up before he caught me.

~

I was in my house in my brother and I's bathroom. There was something inside the shower behind the half-closed curtain, but I wasn't sure what it was. I took a brown Kroger shopping bag with some objects in it, and hit it, whatever it was; I never saw what I was hitting. I then saw Belle, my cat, come out of the shower. She looked like she had a little nick in her fur on her neck, but there was no blood or anything. She was just fine. I pet her a bit.

I then walked into some gym-type room with lots of exercise machines. Not where I needed to be, and as I was leaving, I saw a ton of machines on the wall, as in suspended on the higher parts of the wall. On one of them, an exercise bike I believe, I saw someone I went to high school with named Jason.

I was then back at my house. I went into my parents' bedroom. None of the lights were on, but it wasn't pitch dark, just kind of dim. I started to go into the bathroom, when I saw two white cats that looked like Belle right outside of it, one pouring blood from a wound in her head/neck area, and the other dead, her eyes lifeless and cloudy. I touched the dead one, who looked more like a kitten than a full-grown cat, and her body was cold. I looked to the other, a more grown up cat, and she was trying to keep walking on, trying to keep going despite the bloody gash in her head. I started to get very upset, because not only was a cat dead and the other critically wounded, I knew I had done it when I hit the thing in the shower. I knew it, and I knew that the Belle that I pet in shower did not get hit. It was weird. I started yelling for my brother to call someone so we could get this cat to the animal ER. I didn't have very high hopes of her making it.

~

I was at some house party with a bunch of people I didn't know. It was nighttime. I had been talking with some guy right outside the house, and apparently, I was being a smartass. In fact, I was an asshole apparently, according to everyone at the party. I don't think I was trying to be, really, I was just coming off that way.

They all started to kind of gang up on me, calling me a jerk and stuff, telling everyone who didn't know that I was a jerk. I took it by being a smartass back to them. Then, I decided to be nice and polite to everyone instead.
"I can be nice too," I said.
The main guy whom I had been talking to before said something like "Oh yeah?" back.
I then started to reintroduce myself to everyone with a huge, genuine smile on my face.
"Hi, I'm Krista, it's nice to meet you!" I said to the people around me, each individually, shaking their hands. That seemed to be working!

I then remember being inside the house for a little bit.

Then, outside again, I introduced myself to a guy that looked like Jonah Hill. I think someone brought him up to me so he could meet me. We chatted for awhile, and started to kind of like one another. I knew he was kind of getting a crush on me.

We then were on a brown, wooden boat on this very big lake. Things started to get Minecraft-y here (so who can guess what game I've been playing lately? ). The boat kept almost overturning, and then, I fell out of the boat. The water was very, very cold. So cold, my legs were going numb, and I could barely move them. The guy who looked like Jonah Hill (I'm just gonna call him Jonah from now on) helped me out of the freezing water and back into the boat.

The boat then overturned, and we both fell out. I remember being underwater and seeing him. I was trying to reach him before he went over a waterfall that was not far from us. The current would take us there if we weren't careful.

I then pulled out a dirt block (Minecraft) so I would float, and while underwater, picked up another dirt block, and swam more quickly to Jonah, who was heading straight for the waterfall. I gave him the dirt block so he'd float too, and pulled him to safety.

Then, we were back at the house where the party was, and he cutely asked me if he could have my number. I smiled and said
"Yeah! Hold on, let me go get my phone."
I went back in to get my phone.

Then, I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was watching something happen at a volcano. It was supposed to be some show. The host, a man, was using the volcano to help people. But the last person he helped, another man, had gotten killed by the eruption. There was a girl, the man's daughter, whom was about my age, telling me about it all, wanting someone to get him to stop before he killed someone else. That dad wasn't completely naive to the deaths, but he felt like it was doing more good than bad.

I remember being in Jake's apartment. I think that's where the girl lived.

~

I was looking at Facebook, scrolling through my timeline, and saw back to where I had a friend request from one of my old professors (we are Facebook friends IWL). I didn't know who he was at first, so I posted his profile picture, the back of what was supposed to be his head, covered in brown hair and looking in a mirror, but the mirror reflected the back of his head again. Next to the picture, I put his name, and wrote "Who is CH?". It didn't have any responses. Then, I saw that I figured it out and accepted his friend request.

At some point, I remember having to go on a trip somewhere. I was excited, but I couldn't figure out what clothes to pack, since all my white camisoles were dirty, and most of the clean shirts I had required I wear a white cami underneath.

There was more to these dreams, but I didn't really sleep a whole lot. My insomnia is back in full-swing (stressful week ahead -_-).