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    MrJuicy

    October 22nd, 2011

    by , 10-26-2011 at 01:24 AM (415 Views)
    I will give WBTB a break for a little while, seeing as I'm having a hard time remembering any dreams.

    When I woke up for the WBTB, I wrote down "voices" in my dream journal. I don't remember what for.

    First, there was a very insignificant dream where I was in a spinny chairs in the living room. Mom was on the couch closest to me, and Brian was on the couch by the rocking chair. I was in between the piano and the table. There were papers strewn about everywhere, and something was on TV. I was trying to show Mom that I can spin without kicking the table or anything. Every time I got it, she wasn't looking. Eventually she saw. I spun by sticking one leg out, and pointing my feet while flexing my ankle muscles. Weird.

    Then, there was a part where there were a bunch of Christmas presents in this new dresser by where the air conditioner is. The dresser was cream color, and all the presents were for RJ I think.

    Then, I was at some sort of party. I could go into detail about what the room I was in looked like, but I'm feeling lazy. On this one couch was this one blonde chick, and someone else. The other person left, and I sat next to this chick. There was this weird vibe in the dream, like she was condescending, or maybe I thought she was joking, but we ended up making out.

    Then, there as this one part where I was at a different party (or it could have been the same). It was a party for me, and I was getting presents and money. It took place in this big, pale-blue hall with tables on both sides, like the lunch room in Carson. All of my money and gifts were in my pockets. Then these black kids came in, and shot me (it didn't hurt) and then took half of everything. Then there was another segment where I was on the phone with Alec while sitting on these front steps (blonde chick may have been there). He was telling how "Oh man, that must really suck", referring to what happened. I didn't know what he was talking about, like I didn't remember. I think maybe the phone conversation happened before the shooting dream, I'm not sure.

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