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    1. Sale Candy, Secret Stairs

      by , 11-07-2019 at 01:38 PM
      I was downtown at the VCU campus and I drove up to an empty parking lot to park the car. I got out of the car and started walking up to a building. There was a fenced in area that I didn't notice until someone called my name. Behind the fence were people and dogs, like it was my doggie daycare that I drop Elle off at a few times a week. I think Elle might have been there but I remember thinking that Ryan is going to pick her up later. I say hello to the people and keep walking.

      I end up at a 7-11 and there is a display with Valentine's day candy that's on sale. There are chocolate roses in boxes and other small chocolates. I grab a ton of it and put it up on the counter and check out. I pay for it, then look at the receipt and see that it was $90!! I told the cashier that she didn't discount the candy and she said that it was shift change and she couldn't help me. Also there was a rush of people suddenly standing in line to check out. I'm patient, so I walk around waiting my turn to get my money back. I walk to the back of the store and look down and see that it's wood floors and one of the floor boards is loose. I pick it up and it's all loose and some of the floor turns into little blocks of pine wood and I keep pulling them out and finally I uncover a secret underground stairway. I think "nope, nope, nope! lord knows what's down there!" so I cover everything up, put the floor back and go back to the register where the lady says that the mayor has left to do his mayoring job and I won't be able to get my money back. I guess the mayor owns the 7-11?

      I leave 7-11 and somehow I end up at a fast food place trying to get some food, obvi. No idea what was going on in this part of the dream, but then I end up at someone's house and there is weed buds on the floor in front of the couch. I think that's weird and hazardous to any dogs that might be around, but I realize that we're not in any danger of any dogs eating the weed bc there's no dogs where I'm at.

      Then my alarm went off and I start thinking about everything I just dreamed and "Ms. New Booty" by Bubba Sparxx came into my head. I told it to go away because I'm trying to concentrate on remembering my dream! Every morning lately I've been waking up with a song in my head! Yesterday it was "Love it if We Made It" by The 1975 and the day before it was "Social Cues" by Cage the Elephant. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH THIS??? So I went back to sleep for a couple minutes and then "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter was in my head!
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    2. Got that Remee Mask Finally

      by , 11-05-2019 at 01:23 PM
      So for my birthday present, Ryan got me the sleep mask that I've been wanting for the last three or so years. Sleeping with it the first few nights took some getting used to, but I sleep with it every night now.

      LAST NIGHT I dreamed that I was clothes shopping with Ryan, but I think we were picking out outfits for someone's kid. We were in a store and we just liked everything in there except ONE thing that had too many ruffles. It was blue and yellow with a pattern of tiny flowers on it. I immediately rejected it. Ryan mentioned that she liked that most of the clothes were not "transitional" clothes, which at the time I took to mean that they were for one specific season, I think all these clothes were warm winter clothes. But now that I think of it, she could have meant that they were specifically gendered clothes, not for people who are deciding that they want to change their gender from one to another. I'm clearly getting hung up on that word "transitional." I have been thinking a lot lately about why in society as a whole we feel the need to separate masculine and feminine things. Like men's vs. women's golf clubs. (We were at Drive Shack a couple of Saturdays ago.) Like, what's the point of calling it a man's golf club? What is the real difference there? It's heavier? Longer? Just call it a long vs. short club then. It's perfectly fine if a shorter man wants to use a shorter, "woman's" club. Or if a tall woman needs to use a "man's" club. Whatever, SOCIETY! I DO WHAT I WANT!
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    3. Clothes Shopping, Dogs Getting Along

      by , 01-03-2019 at 05:42 PM
      Clothes Shopping

      I was in some store talking to the manager who was working. We were talking about how the previous manager just up and quit and she was filling in from another location. I think my mom was there shopping with me, and I ended up finding a sweatshirt... that zipped all the way from the sleeve to the collar and from the bottom hem up to the bottom of the sleeve... Like, that's how you would put the shirt on, unzip like the whole half of the shirt and get into it sideways.

      Dogs Getting Along

      I have two dogs in my waking life, and they do not get along. We keep them separated all the time. In my dream I had three dogs, and the two that do not get along were put together, accidentally, and the one that doesn't like the other one went at her, but all she did was sniff her, and then they got along. Just fine. It was like a miracle. I woke up so happy.
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    4. Grocery Store, Escape

      by , 11-12-2018 at 01:26 PM
      November 9, 2018

      Grocery Store

      I was in the grocery store with my mom and dad. I think we were on vacation though. One of them wanted some special chocolate candy that we could only get there, but when I went to look for more because we already had some, there was no more. Then I had an idea that I wanted some double stuff oreos. They had some of those but they also had chocolate dipped ones. I don't think I got any oreos because then I was looking at Italian frozen food. I looked at some pizzas but they weren't what I wanted, so I settled for some baked ziti.

      Escape
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    5. Zinc Mines, Bad Sheets

      by , 10-26-2016 at 02:02 PM
      I don't remember a whole lot that happened last night... makes me sad. My recall blows lately. I couldn't even remember anything from the last few nights at all. But I have to tell myself it's fine, maybe just wasn't meant to be. Better to accept it than be mad about it.

      So, all I remember about this first one is that I'm underground, like Lord of the Rings where all the goblins are. There's fires lit everywhere for light and heat. I stumble upon a section of this underground cave where there are a couple of people working on mining zinc. I have no idea how I know it's zinc, it's like in a huge pile on the ground. It's silver, like granular. The pile is probably as tall as I am. There's a guy with a clipboard taking notes.

      I woke up because the dog jumped off the bed and then fell back asleep.

      Now I'm in my parents' bedroom. My friend Stephanie and her husband Ken are there. I guess they're sleeping over because they're trying to get into the bed. Stephanie runs her hand over the fitted sheet and says that it's rough. Too rough to sleep in. I'm embarrassed because I didn't fix the bed for them. I see the sheets that I had wanted to put on the bed on the nightstand. I start to take the sheets off the bed and Ken says not to worry, it's ok, they'll put the sheets on the bed.
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    6. Beach Vacation, Popsicles, Pikachu, Fishing Rods

      by , 10-19-2016 at 02:28 PM
      I'm on a balcony of a beach house looking out into the ocean. There's a girl with me; when I woke up I realized who she was, a friend from maybe ten years or more ago named Mona. I told her I wanted to take a romantic walk on the beach when it got darker out. She wasn't having it. I didn't understand why. I went into the house and there are a few people hanging out. I was kind of upset about being rejected, so I went into my bedroom. Mona came in and whispered to me that I can't just ask her to go on a walk - people might have heard us talking. I got a little offended and asked her if she thought that everyone in the house had supersonic hearing - we weren't that loud when we were talking. Then she tells me I'm married. I suppose I didn't realize it? Or maybe in my dream I was in denial? Mona left the room.

      I decided fuck this, I'm leaving. I start looking around the room to gather my stuff up and the room is a disaster, there's stuff everywhere. I look around for my things and find a folding chair that's mine, a couple of fishing rods, and a couple of other bags that are long like the folding chair bag, but I don't think there were any chairs in them, they were filled with other things. I set all that stuff in a pile and I look around and find a closet. In the closet is all sorts of boxes of stuffed animals. I see a box full of Pikachu stuffed toys, and then behind that box there are some plaster grecian busts. I felt like I was in the backroom of a store at Disney. I remember having the thought in my dream that Pikachu isn't a Disney character, though.

      I get out of the closet and go back into the room where everyone is hanging out and it's a mess, too. I don't know how long we've been there, but I'm mad that it's so messy. It's like a bag of potato chips exploded all over the floor. Then I look around and see a machine for popsicles. It's like a touch screen version of the food-o-matic from Fallout. There are several popsicles to choose from - chocolate, and a couple of different styles of bomb pop. I chose the bomb pop and I was instructed to go outside and get the popsicle out of the machine. I go outside and the lid to the cooler outside was unlocked and I reached in and got a bomb pop out. I unwrapped it and instead of being red white and blue, it was solid teal. It was a very vivid teal color. When I was on my way back inside, I noticed a sign on the door that said that we got 12 free popsicles with our vacation. Now I'm inside and I'm uninterested in the popsicle, so I put it into another freezer that's inside the house. Then I gather up all my stuff and start going out to pack everything in the car.

      I walk out and it's dark. I'm going down a long flight of stairs broken up by landings, like I'm walking out the back of a beach house onto the decking that takes you to the oceanfront. I see my in-laws and my nephews hanging out with some people they must have met on the beach. They have these super long fishing rods. I have mine in my hand, but it doesn't have any line. A woman comes up to me and takes my rod and starts to fix it up with some line for me. There's a bonfire, and I remember thinking - I wonder if everyone out here knows what a disaster it is in that house? Are they out here because we kicked them out? Are they staying in another house?
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    7. Purse Bunny

      by , 10-18-2016 at 10:34 PM
      I'm at the mall. I am in the back hallway where all the shipments arrive and where the maintenance workers take the trash. There are doors along the hall for the different stores. I see some people up ahead, and there's an open door for Lucky Jeans. I walk in and start looking around, there are jeans all neatly folded in a wall. Then there's a curtain blocking out half the store. The store is skinny, with maybe room for a table full of clothes and then all the jeans in the wall. More like a boutique. I pull the curtain back to try to go see what's behind it when I hear some other people coming in, being kind of loud and rowdy. The person working at the door lets in a couple of younger girls who have little bunnies in little bunny sized purses. You can see their little bunny heads poking out the top. All I could think was how amazing it would be to carry a bunny around the mall and just pet it all day. I woke up wondering if someone had already invented the bunny purse.
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    8. Take Down the Christmas Tree

      by , 10-18-2016 at 01:30 PM
      I'm in a hotel hallway in front of what I suspect is my hotel room door. I see the door next to where I was planning on going is ajar. I enter the room, and there is a giant decorated Christmas tree in the center, a bed on either side of it, and behind it, there are risers like from a chorus concert in elementary school. I see Lauren, my ex girlfriend, and she has short red hair like from when we were dating, natural red, not like burgundy or dyed red. She tells me that we have to take down the Christmas tree and put the room back to normal. I walk up to the tree but now instead of decorations, it has things from a craft fair all stuck into it... like yard signs, like "Santa Stop Here" and stuff like that, reindeer, etc. Everything is very sparkly and glittery. I start taking the signs out and placing them in piles according to design. Everything in the tree is grouped into bunches of three or four. I look over to the risers, and they're all covered with white cloth, I guess for decoration, or maybe to make it look like snow. It seems like something is moving underneath it, and I want to check it out, but something tells me it's not a good idea.
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    9. 2 Houses

      by , 10-13-2016 at 03:12 PM
      - Uncle Mike - I'm standing at the end of the driveway of a giant house. A mansion if you will. My mom and dad are with me. Down the driveway comes my grandfather's friend Mike Ruben. My dad tole me that I had to let him know that he has to bail out of some stock that he's in, keep the $2B, or else he's going to lose it all. So Mike gets to me finally and he's smoking a cigarette (I don't think he even smokes). I bum cigarette from him. I feel like I'm now sitting in a bean bag chair. I think Uncle Mike is in a robe and slippers, but I think it's also very cold out.

      - Ashley Seal - Somewhat fragmented - I remember being in a guest house. I also remember looking at an aerial view of a neighborhood and seeing main houses and their guest houses mapped out in a way that would distinguish which guest house went with what main house.
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    10. School, Grad School

      by , 10-12-2016 at 01:49 PM
      School - I'm walking to class. I think I'm in college. I know I'm walking to class because there are a lot of other people my age walking in the same direction. I'm wearing one of my favorite outfits - my burgundy pants with my pink collared shirt and my pink and brown houndstooth vest (which I decided to wear today, except no pants, just jeans). I'm wearing a pair of kitten heel shoes and I step right smack into a pothole/puddle. I'm not terribly bothered by this, kind of laugh it off, when I see in front of me a girl I went to middle and high school with - Dara Tillman. She turns around and says that she loves my outfit, and tells everyone she is walking with that I'm really wearing a great outfit today, especially the pants. Then we get to class and it's Spanish. The teacher asks what day of the week it is, and it seems like no one is answering so I say 'Miercoles!' and I guess I'm not supposed to answer because maybe I'm the teacher's assistant and not really a student? The teacher looks sternly at me and I feel bad for answering.

      Grad School - I'm in a library at a school, and I guess the stepping in a puddle in the previous dream made me dream of a stormy day. The one side of the library is all doors and they're open, and it's windy and rainy out but not so bad that it's really affecting things inside. There are a lot of people inside sitting down like we're waiting for an assembly. Then someone starts handing out clipboards with applications on them. They're applications for grad school. But it takes me a while to realize this. I decide that I might as well apply to get my Master's in Spanish. Then I'm looking at this table - it's dark brown wood grain and there are all sorts of flyers on it. But they're all different students' transcripts or something. I'm trying to spread them out on the table and organize them in some way, but they are all brown and start blending in with the table.
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    11. Luggage, Shower, Gallery, Dirtbike

      by , 10-11-2016 at 10:12 PM
      So this morning, in order to help me remember my little baby fragments, I gave them all one word titles when I was in the shower. Now I'm at work and I can jot these down.

      Luggage - I was in a hotel room, and I remember luggage, but I don't know if I was packing or unpacking. There were clothes and toiletries in the room and the bathroom.

      Shower - I think I'm still in the hotel room, now in the bathroom. There are three shower stalls, all in glass. The last one is about as big as a bedroom. There's a shower head on the one wall, and when I open the glass door to get into the shower, I notice that there are 2 giant triangle sized sections of tile missing from the floor. I see someone I know, Jo, walking past the shower, and I yell at her, "Brandon, what's going on with the floor?" (Brandon is her last name.)

      Gallery - I'm in a room/ studio with my ex girlfriend Lauren. All along the all are paintings hung up. They're very colorful. There are like 3 or 4 rows of them, some are different sizes, but mostly bigger than 11x14.

      Dirtbike - I am maybe at a vacation resort. There's some people walking around like a wooden framework of stairs and walkways connecting the hotel (or apartments) to the ocean (or lake). I think I was thinking of fireworks, maybe setting them off, and then somehow I'm looking for a bike. I get on it, then off it, then someone else gets on it and takes it up a flight of stairs, then on the way down the stairs, they turn the motor on. I was shocked that I didn't know that it was a dirtbike.
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    12. Hollywood Hotel, Charmed, Japanese Sex Dolls

      by , 10-10-2016 at 03:17 PM
      I'm in a hotel, checking in. Go to the front desk to pick up my keys and they tell me I'm in room 135. There's not a lot of people in the lobby. I get into an elevator for the first floor. Why I needed to get on an elevator, no idea. So I'm in a hallway looking at all the plaques on the walls in front of all the doors for my room number. The numbers aren't in any sort of order, but they do all start with one. Then I realize, there's way too many people hanging out in the hall. I finally get to my door, use the actual key, not a key card, open the door, and something just doesn't feel right. The lights are on, I barely peek my head in and I just have a bad feeling. The coat rack is knocked over. So I decide to go back to the front desk. I turn around and there's still a lot of people in the hallway, just sort of milling about. In all my time in hotels, there's never been this many people in the hotel hallway, not even on Spring Break. Then I'm taking a closer look at the people... and they're definitely zombies. But they're not attacking me, like zombies are traditionally known to do. So I wonder... am I a zombie? And then I realize that if I'm having any cognizant thoughts at all, I must not be a zombie. But why aren't they attacking me? ::shrug:: So I get to the elevator, and someone else is in there with me, not a zombie. I look for the button for the 8th floor and realize that it's already lit. A bunch of numbers are lit. Then the elevator doors close, and I'm on the Tower of Terror at Disney. We're flying up and down and I notice there's someone in the corner operating the elevator. Looks evil. But smiles? Anyway. I realize that this is a ride at a theme park, thank the operator, and get out of the elevator.

      I think I'm in my bedroom at my parents; house. Or the guest room. Anyway, I've been watching a lot of Charmed recently. Piper is in my room. I'm super attracted to her in my dream. We're all smiley and giggly. I lean in to her and say, "I really, really like you!" And I remember thinking, girl is totally straight, what the fuck am I even doing? But what the hell, I'll tell her anyway, what's the worst that can happen? So we start kissing and everything's cool. Then she's not there anymore, I'm still in the room and in my hands is a magazine open to an article about Japanese sex dolls, and what they all do, and rating them 1-10 and giving a description, etc. I am perplexed and sort of disgusted by this. Then I throw the magazine down and walk out of the room, and someone comes out of the other room. I look at the wall and make a comment about how the decals look good there. There were some tribal sort of decals on the wall, and they really didn't look good there at all come to think of it. ANYWAY!
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    13. Fragments from this week

      by , 10-08-2016 at 06:45 PM
      - Grandma Tootsie and Pa were at some *very important* even that was going to take place in my life, and they were in Mom and Dad's garage. I remember thinking in my dream that it was really awesome that my grandma was there, and I think I started to sort of have a conflicted thought, because both of my grandparents are dead and I was trying to reconcile the fact that there were standing in the garage.

      - There was a party going on in some second story apartment that seemed sort of familiar, like when I lived in Rebel Manor apartments in Louisa county with my mom and dad when I was like... 5 or 6 years old. Except now I'm an adult, and everyone is smoking weed and drinking. Everyone is having a good time and there's no drama. Until... I look out the window, then step out onto the balcony and there's blue lights flashing from a cop car. It's dark out. I can't remember if I tell everyone to break the party up or what, but I remember Katie Goodman coming out of a back bedroom with a big blunt. Then I remember Matt Tacey and I washing dishes and no one else is there.

      - I'm in the car with my dad, he's driving. We're on a two lane road, driving in a residential area, past some houses. We get into an argument about money - he said he gave me $25,000 but I was telling him he only gave me $5,000. I go to look something up on my cell phone, then get mad at him, throw the phone at him, break it, get even madder, then I grab the steering wheel and force him off the road to the right and into someone's driveway. We drive down the driveway and through a garage that has a door on the front and the back. Now we're at like a service station. That's all I remember.
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    14. Movie Theater Milk

      by , 10-07-2016 at 01:49 PM
      I remember having been in movie theaters before in dreams. This time it was a theater similar to one I'd been in in a dream, not in real life.

      I was in the theater, no movie was on, no one's in the theater. It's dark, it's big, it has three sections of seats. I walk up to where the screen is and go behind it. It's like a walk in freezer/refrigerator where they keep all the concession things. I look around and find (of all things) milk. There's tons of gallons of milk and little single serving milks. There's also like candy and popcorn and things, but no one is back there.

      So, not a full blown dream, but I'm glad that I'm remembering more and I have to get better about putting things in the journal in the morning.
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    15. Been a long time

      by , 09-19-2016 at 12:54 PM
      Man it's been a while since I've put something in here. I have to find some balance with when I wake up for work and when I can stick stuff in here. Overall, though, recently there hasn't been a whole lot to write about. I started taking Choline again, though, and it seems like my dream factory has been ramping up production. A couple of weeks ago I had some great vivid dreams, though of course, since I didn't write them down, I don't remember them.

      Last night I remember there being a scene where I feel like I was either watching a tv show or having a premonition... and there was a girl tied to a bed and she seemed scared, so it's safe to assume this isn't some kinky foreplay about to happen. Then this thing appears out of nowhere. It is like... a clown, alien thing. It has sharp teeth and claw-like fingernails. It's lying next to the girl now, and it starts caressing her face. That's all I can remember about that.

      Then, another scene, I feel like I'm on Gossip Girl, or with Caleb Haas from Quantico. It seems like someone has been abducted, and there's a guy walking around on a cell phone talking to someone. The place where we are is like... Greek/Roman style architecture outside. The floor is all beautiful mosaic tile, however, stand on it, and you're in about six inches of water. The guy on the phone is flipping out about finding his girlfriend, but I'm just wondering what's the deal with the water on the tile.

      Then the most bizarre thing of the night. I'm watching a movie with my mom, don't know where I am because all I see is this scene in front of me, but I know it's a movie and that I'm with my mom. It's Kevin Spacey. He looks around to see if anyone is watching him... then he unzips his pants, not undoing the top button, mind you, and he's near like a dining room table. On the table is a magazine which he picks up and strategically places in front of his crotch. It's very apparent that he's jerking off behind the magazine. Then after a little bit, he puts the magazine down and proceeds to try to suck his own dick. Just bends his head down. And just when his lips are about to make contact with the tip of his dick... either I shut my eyes because I really didn't want to see this happen, or my mom changed the channel or turned off the tv. The fucked up thing is the look on Kevin Spacey's face. It's like it was a porno and he was so excited to be in it. He had this evil grin on his face the whole time.
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