Krista's Dream Journal

Dream - Lucid

I was in my car, looking at my gas gauge. Close to empty, even though I just got gas. I pulled into the gas station. I thought about my dwindling funds.

I then remember seeing an above view of two old men sitting in chairs across from one another. One passed a magnifying glass to the other. I think they were reading with it.

Then, I remember panic, and seeing a white cat clock with the arms going haywire. Something was going on with this, some kind of torture or something. I put my hand on the arms of the clock to stop them.

~

I was trying to fall back asleep this morning after being awake for an hour or so.

I slipped into a dream, and I was concentrating on staring at my laptop screen. I thought I was still trying to fall asleep. As I concentrated on the background, I could see "behind" the current picture that's there, and there was a picture of my cat sitting in my messy room. I felt like that meant I was falling asleep. I then started to feel the SP buzz in my head, but I got to excited, and lost the sensation.

Then, I was standing on an overhang overlooking the top of a staircase. I heard a conversation between a man and a woman, the man I think was the woman's son. They were fighting. The man, who reminded me of Jake's dad and one of my old friends, Alan, said
"Well what do you think I'm doing up there all the time? Smoking?" I could feel his anger, but that's precisely what he had been doing. He was going up the stairs as he said this. I was worried he would lose his temper and someone would get hurt.
I don't remember the woman's answer, or if she even did answer.

I then looked at the wall beside the staircase, and there were these small square patches cut out with white and green cloth inside of them. I then felt like it was Austin's grandparents' house, and I knew why the wall was like that: They had been trying to fix the wall, or tile it, but they had just never gotten around to finishing the project.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my mom, brother, and MK at a house that definitely didn't look like any I've lived in. I'm not even sure where we were, it felt like a mixture of my town now, a place in Oregon, and a desert.

Outside, the clouds were starting to get dark. I saw a particularly dark patch of clouds behind the house. I then saw something on the weather channel about how the storms that were coming had a history of producing tornadoes. And by having a history, they meant that the storms produced tornadoes years ago, at least that's how it felt in the dream. The storms had been around for a long time, just not in the area I was in.

I looked out the window at the sky, and couldn't tell if the darkest of the clouds was moving towards us or away from us. I thought they looked like they were moving mostly towards us, but not dead on. While trying to gauge this, an old man that had been standing beside me said that the clouds were moving towards us.

Then, off in the distance, I saw a pretty good sized tornado. It was pretty much staying in place as it twisted. I looked at it for a second to take it in, and briefly I saw it on a basketball court in someone's driveway with a basketball player? Anyway, I said to my mom and brother (MK wasn't there anymore)
"Tornado! We need to get in the shelter!"
So we started to go outside to the shelter. My mom and brother were in front of me as we walked out the door. I then remembered that my cat, Belle, was still in there.
"Wait! I have to get Belle!" I said.
I turned around and went back in the house to get Belle. The room I entered had all the lights turned off, and the carpet was navy blue. Belle was laying on the floor all stretched out as cats like to do. I scooped her up and went back out the door.

My mom and brother had left, and I had no idea where the shelter was. I started to walk up this very steep, grassy slope into a wooded area. I then noticed that Belle was no longer in my arms. I turned around, and she was a few feet in front of me. I started to go towards her, but she ran. I was calling after her, so scared I was going to lose her, when she ran into a black man and he bent down to pick her up.

Then, right before I woke up I had this weird image of a bunch of Middle Eastern people in a movie. As they spoke, (mostly) black glyphs appaeared over them, kind of like weird subtitles I suppose. I remember one glyph looking like an emblem of some sort; it was a circle with a big "S" in the middle, and it was embellished with wings and intricacies with some spots of red and blue in it. It was the beginning of a word.

Then, I was seeing a Middle Eastern news cast with the anchor at a desk outside with a horse mascot head on. Otherwise, he was wearing a suit, or something nice.

During/right after that last part, I was trying to remember the dream I had just had. It was really weird, like I was still kinda dreaming but I was still consciously trying to remember the tornado dream. Not sure how else to explain it...it was odd.

~

I was in a dorm looking for an outfit to wear. Jake was with me. I was going through my closet, looking at what I had.

Dream - Lucid

I was asked by my friend Caitlin to go swimming at about 10am. I went and met her at the pool, which was the outdoor pool to this sports complex in our area. It was sunny and the perfect day to swim. I remember being in the pool in the shallow end, talking to Caitlin and having a good time.

Then, Caitlin asked me if I wanted to go to a movie later. She wanted to see The Dark Knight Rises. I just wanted to go back to the pool, and I told her so. I think she went along with it at first.

Then, when we were done hanging out, I posted a picture on Facebook of Caitlin in the pool, but it was an old picture, not the one from that morning. It was a picture of her in the pool taken from very far away, and no one else was in the picture at all.

The picture was then not one of Caitlin at the pool, but of her in the front of a very large, tall room. Everything around her looked black: The walls, the silhouettes of the people, everything. Except for Caitlin. The picture zoomed in to her. She was behind a podium standing on a stage. She was wearing nice, lighter-colored clothes, and was smiling while she talked. I then put a halo on her head and made fun of her, joking about "evil" politicians, something along those lines.

Then, I went to Jake's, even though I had told Caitlin that we'd hang out that night. I didn't think too much of it until Caitlin texted me, asking what I was doing at 8 that night, and said that she wanted to go to a movie, and listed a bunch of movies and their times. I didn't really want to go to a movie still, but I think I said I'd go, though I can't quite remember.

Then, I was smoking with Jake. I took a hit from the glass pipe, but it tasted like burning wood. I looked in the bowl, and there were big chunks of charcoal in there.

Dream - Lucid

I was having sex with Jake in his room. I thought it was something we'd probably regret later since we weren't using a condom. The fact that we aren't dating anymore in waking life didn't seem to be an issue. Oh well, I guess it's already happening now. He then pulled out for awhile.

Then, I was playing FFVII in the living room at my house, and I wanted to tell my brother that I beat it. I then didn't remember fighting Sephiroth. Hmm...

More fragments, but at least now I'm actually remembering things instead of waking up with vague feelings and having the dream "on the tip of the tongue" so to speak.

Dream - Lucid

I was reading an email from The Sandman about cannibalism? I don't remember exactly what it said, but it was a long email.

Then, I remember seeing a very dark court room, and seeing some guys burst in. I heard a woman's voice, she was "the queen". She said she didn't care how, but the guys were to stop whatever was going on in the courtroom. I didn't see what all happened in the courtroom, but I knew that the guys had destroyed it and everyone in it. I'm not sure what the goal of the queen's orders was supposed to be.

Then, I was in the kitchen at my house. I was doing something at the sink and talking to my mom, who was standing across from me by our porch. She said
"I'm going to the gym. I haven't been this week."
"Neither have I," I replied.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Jake when I spotted a small gumball machine, one of the globular ones with the glass sphere containing the gumballs. I can't remember if I put money in the machine or not, but I twisted the silver knob, and I heard a couple of small gumballs come out and hit the small flap you have to open to get them.

Looking again at the gumball machine, I noticed that the gumballs went down into this long metal tube with the flap being at the end of the tube. I picked up the machine (it was small enough to sit on a table top) and tilted it forward so the gumballs would come out into my hand. I though I was only getting two, and at first I only got a couple to spill out into my open hand, but then a bunch came out really fast, and I ended up with about ten in my hand. They were all different colors; I remember towards the end a couple of purple ones coming out. This was way more than what I thought I was getting. I wanted to give some away, maybe Jake would take some. I just wanted two.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some kind of large, darker beige-colored, dorm-like room, (it looked like the yellow color you'd associate with aging paper or paint) trying to locate my bed. There were a lot of beds in the room. I walked around until I saw mine, denoted by a name tag, and I approached it.

The area looked comfortable; it felt cozy and and homey. It was a little messy, but that contributed to the coziness. My bed area was located with my friends Caitlin and Katie, though they weren't there (I was actually completely alone in the dorm). The beds were moved to kind of be in a circle, and mine was across from Caitlin's and Katie's beds. I wondered if they'd keep me up all the time talking.

Then, there was a bar. It was dark and the surfaces were wooden. It was like a video recording that kept showing/recording clips of a woman singing. It would show her at different angles and at different parts of the bar.

Then, someone, a guy I think, was talking to me about talking to the owner of all the Subway restaurants in my area on the phone about his work schedule. The owner said to him
"Saturday, yes. Friday, we'll see."
He was referring to when he would be able to schedule him according to his availability. Apparently, the person I was talking to wanted to work weekends.

Then, I was laying in the bottom of a bunk bed, topless...something about my nipples?

Then I woke up with a Radiohead song in my head, something from their album "The Bends". I kept hearing Thom Yorke sing the word "geometry", though I'm pretty sure there's not a song on that album with the word "geometry" in it.

This happens to me sometimes, where I'll wake up with a song in my head that sounds like a song I know, but some of the words are weird. This has actually happened when I've DEILDed; I'll be waking from a dream and I won't move, and if I do it correctly, I'll feel the SP tingles, see crazy hypnogogia, and I'll hear vivid music, sometimes with lyrics, sometimes just instrumental. It's so vivid, in fact, that I'll think it's playing in waking life and that I need to turn it down so it doesn't leak into my dreams, but then I remember that it's in my head. The music then fades as I enter the dream. A little off-topic, but maybe those two phenomena are related? It seems likely that they are.

Dream - Lucid

I was talking with some other girl. I'm pretty sure we were outside. She reminded me of a girl I know in waking life named Raechel. I said to her
"I need new stretchy pants," referring to the old, worn out black yoga pants I was wearing. They were a pair that I actually do own in waking life. She looked at me funny and started to walking. I then continued as I trailed behind her
"You know, like sweatpants!" I noticed she was wearing black yoga/sweatpants too, as well as a dark-colored top.

Again, I know there was more here. I even woke up in the middle of the night, making a mental note of a dream event, and of course, I forgot it this morning. I know I dreamed this morning too, I can even still feel lingering emotions from the dream, but for the life of me, I can't remember it.

Dream - Lucid

For some reason, I decided to take a shower in my mom's shower instead of mine. Even in the dream, I wasn't exactly sure why I was doing it, but I didn't question it too much. Most of the dream was just me showering in my mom's shower.

~

I was in my house. Out the window, I noticed a glimpse of my brother mowing the lawn. He was wearing a red shirt.

Then, I was with my brother in the kitchen. I was messing with an egg. He then said "Oh wait!" and pulled a narrow-looking egg out of a cloth shopping bag. He gave it to me, and I noticed it felt very light and was dyed blue. I wondered it if was hard-boiled and if I could eat it, but decided not to when another thought came into my head: He probably did it for Easter.
"Dying eggs?" I asked.
"Yes!" he replied.

Alright, so I recalled a bit more. I didn't really do anything different, like I was gonna try Xanous's suggestion to write down the events of the day before I went to bed, but I forgot. I'll have to try that tonight.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a dark house, and the mood was kind of solemn and troubling, but nothing intense. I remember my brother being there, but that's all I can recall.

This is sad. I used to be able to recall every dream in pretty good detail. I guess we all go through ups and downs with this stuff though, right?

Dream - Lucid

All I can recall is walking outside on a sidewalk on a sunny day seeing tons of broken bird eggs scattered all over the ground. A voice said it was a dangerous time for birds. It was dangerous because all the bird eggs were hatching, so the baby birds were in danger of falling from the nests.

Ever had a word you were trying to think of that was on the "tip of your tongue", so to speak? Well, that's how trying to remember my dreams this morning feels. I know I dreamed, it's like I can almost retrieve the memory, but it's just out of my reach. Grr...so frustrating.

Dream - Lucid

Something about a murderer and a ship at sea. The ship had three of the killer's victims on it, two men and one dark-haired woman, all middle-aged, but they weren't dead, just slashed, stabbed, and tied up. I think the woman and one of the men were actually not only victims, but the killer's parents as well. All three had knife wounds, but one's wounds were on a different part of the body than the other two's. I also want to say the one with the wounds in a different place was in worse shape than the other two.

The ship sank in a storm, and we were all worried about the stabbing victims, but I knew they were going to die. They couldn't survive this being bound and wounded. I remember talking to at least one of them when we were all floating in the stormy sea, and I remember seeing one or two of them die. It was inevitable, though; they had no chance of survival.

I remember something about my friend Mandy being in this dream. I was in a crowded room with many other people, and I saw her walk by, and one of the other people in the room that was standing close to me said her full name, just acknowledging that they knew who she was.

I know there was more to this dream than what I can recall, but I just didn't sleep very soundly last night. The room was way too hot, as seems to be the trend lately. Oh well, after typing it out, I recalled some details I had forgotten at first. Maybe I'll remember more as the day goes on.

Dream - Lucid

I was about to race Austin underwater, though we were on two separate courses, though they were both underwater. I remember seeing his face, and he looked so much younger, like a 12 -year-old version of himself. He was smiling and his face looked bright and full of life.

I knew right off I couldn't beat him. He was well known for his great swimming skills. I decided to try anyway.

The course started out on land, but only briefly. It was in a cave that had a part of it submersed in water. I stood right where the cave lightly sloped into the underwater portion on a white line that had been drawn to designate the start. I stood prepped like I was about to run a race, with one foot behind me in an almost kneeling positing with both my hands on the ground. I got the signal to start, though I can't remember what that was. I went straight into the water and swam hard through the underwater cave. There was no chance to breathe anywhere, for it was, well, an underwater cave, but that didn't seem to be an issue. I was surrounded by underwater plants, anenomes, and gray rock. I swam into another part of the cave on my right.

~

I was in the dining room at my family's house with Lily and Marshall from How I Met Your Mother (this is what happens when I fall asleep watching Netflix). They were doing something on my laptop, some kind of game, and I kept pushing a button repeatedly, trying to fill up some bar to win. Every time I'd get close, they'd shut me down. I then remember sticking a pin or a needle inside part of the computer to push some small button (think the 'reset' button on some electronics where you have to stick the head of a pen inside a small hole to push it). I kept doing that really fast and had a couple more to go when, I again got shut down.

~

I was supposed to meet Jake at a restaurant. He suggested a local hookah bar that I used to frequent in waking life, but I haven't been to in a couple of years. I was surprised he suggested it, but I agreed to go. I got there first and waited on Jake for awhile. I ordered my food and it got there before he did. Finally, he got there and sat down at the table diagonally across from me, to my left. I feel like there were a couple of other people there too. We were sitting outside in the porch area of the bar.

Then, Jake looks at me blankly and says
"I had sex with you because you're an emotion."
This really pissed me off. I was infuriated. I was so mad, my vision started to blur as I looked under the table for my black flip-flops. As I was slipping them on and standing up, I said, angrily,
"Well I hope you want to pay for dinner then!"

And with that, I stormed off. Jake went after me. We started really getting into it. I vaguely remember us having plastic yellow baseball bats and hitting one another with them (I own one of these in waking life). The restaurant briefly looked like my family's house as we fought through it. During the fight, I felt like he had the upper hand, like he was winning; I felt inadequate.

We sat back down at the table and the waitress said something to us, though I can't quite remember what exactly, but it was something about us fighting. We were still angry at this point, and I still felt strangely low, like he was going to break it off with me or something, I'm not sure. It was not a good feeling though.

Then, I remember driving on the interstate, waiting for my exit to get there. I was driving back from Nashville. I then suddenly remembered I had no idea which exit to take, and I had forgotten to set up my GPS. I quickly, while driving, grabbed it out of my glove compartment, hooked it up and turned it on. The exit was coming up soon, though it was at an odd place on the GPS map. I knew it was a spirally ramp that I was looking for. The GPS then showed me driving inside a spiral, heading towards the center.

I slept so hard last night that recall is a little difficult. I rarely sleep so well that I can't remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I didn't awaken at all till around 7am. An awesome night of sleep, but recall sometimes suffers for that.

Dream - Lucid

I somehow got my old job back at the coffee shop. They needed me to be there for an 8am shift. I remember imagining myself in the coffee shop trying to catch up with all the changes I've missed. The coffee shop looked a little different as well, mostly just spacier.

Then, I was waking up in my bed. It was 8am and I was supposed to be at work, but I was in no hurry (that would not be the case in waking life). I was putting my socks on by the foot of the bed. I thought about texting someone at work just to tell them I was about to leave my house. At this point, it was a little after 8. I briefly thought about how I was supposed to be there at 8, not get up at 8, but I shrugged it off.

Then, something about my friend being sick, or me being sick. This part took place in my room and possibly other places in the house.

I then was walking outside by a small in-ground swimming pool. It looked like the outside of a hotel. It was a sunny day, and people were swimming in the pool, but they were all concentrated towards the middle; none were on the edges of the pool. I was with someone, I'm not sure who, but we walked past the pool towards a water slide or small water park.

~

I was looking out my bedroom window, and there was an old, beat up red car with a small tree branch stuck in the windshield wipers driving through the back yard. What. The. Fuck. I was a little miffed about that, not to mention a bit confused as to why someone would be driving through the yard when there was a perfectly good road to use.

I was then outside in the driveway. It was a sunny day. I looked into the back yard, and the car was still trudging through the grass. I approached the car, and a big, redneck middle-aged woman stepped out. I could see there was another woman in the car with her in the passenger's side.
"Isn't the lady who lives here selling her house?" she asked me.
"Yes, and I'm her daughter." I replied.
I wanted to tell her to get off the lawn. I know I was thinking about it, thinking of telling them they were ruining the grass and my mom wouldn't appreciate that.

While all this was happening, I was suddenly standing inside the porch, but it looked nothing like our porch in waking life. It was made of dark wood, and kind of cabin-like and rustic. In the dream it didn't seem right.

But then, I woke up.