Midori

7/7/2011
I'm at my old house.

It's daytime. I see a llama or something through the storm door. It looks dead, and there are baby ones mewling nearby. But then the llama-thing gets up and makes itself look like a giant cobra, hissing at the nearby real cobra. The real cobra tries to slither under the door, but I chop off its head.

It's nighttime. I'm fiddling with decorations. They are the painted glass ornament kind. My mom made stew. There is too much, and she is struggling to put it all away. My dad helps.

I'm trying to back the van down the driveway, but the brakes aren't working. I barely manage to avoid hitting the car in the driveway on the other side of the street by switching gears to reverse (forward?) and stepping on the gas. Two kids I knew from my church when I was in high school are on the other side of the street, wanting to try that out with their car. I ask to see some license, and wow, they actually are that old. They try it out.

I'm watching through the window. Several cars are coming and going. They go to/through the neighbor's backyard. My brother M leaves in a car and no one else notices.

7/6/2011
I am in a small class of 6 or 8 people. We are working on projects in groups of 2 or 3. I am taken by surprise when I find out we have to do presentations. My teammates do the whole thing while I sit at the table.

There are two quality guitars in the foyer.

I am looking for a rock in the backyard. I hear growling. It's a wolf. I make friends with him by feeding him sunflower m&m's. That seems so wrong.

I remember waking from the dream, remembering it, and then putting myself back in the dream while remembering it's a dream. I don't remember anything more than that. That's so confusing. Did I even wake up at all?

7/5/2011
I am doing a lot of hiking, exploring back trails. There are so many beautiful trees. Someone is dead. There's a grave dug at the end of a trail or cave. It's been exhumed. I am angry and trying to fix things.

I am a king or mayor type and talk with another king type. I don't remember the words.

There is a fortress in a rock pillar/mesa type thing. We are defending against invasion.

I put a leash on a baby dragon to take him along the trails.

I am at some sort of tourism office talking about hiking.

7/4/2011
I'm controlling four protagonists in a video game. I'm searching through a dungeon to find items, which I find. The final boss appears. I panic and realize I've forgotten the controls. I wing it. The boss has four weaknesses. I must decipher each. They're written in code, and the game won't pause so I can look it up. The first one is lilac. I'm running and dodging through rocks, now through a theater. I find a lilac bomb and use it. Now I have to figure out the second weakness.

I have a false awakening and am working on trying to remember my dream. Then I actually wake up. But I fall back asleep. Er. Probably.

I'm in the garage of my old house, fetching something from the freezer. My mom wants tomato. I cut one up for her, but she isn't happy with it. Something about cutting onions and video games. The way M's mom cuts onions is weird, and I shouldn't do it that way.