Mydera

I dreamed that I was at work. I wasn't doing my usual job, I was helping out in another department as I have done for the last two weeks. I put down the frame that I am inspecting and my tools, then turn around and start walking towards the door. As I walk through the plant towards the door, it gradually changes into a night forest and my coworkers begin to follow me, transforming into beautiful ladies around my age maybe as young as early twenties, all dressed in toga like dresses with a rope tied at the waist. My own clothes also change to this outfit. We stop at the edge of the forest, and a beautiful woman appears facing us. She stands taller than all the rest of us by a foot or two, but it doesn't seem odd to us. It just gives a physical representation to the power we can feel radiating from her. She names herself as Athena, and tells us that she has called us there to choose two of us as her champions. She chooses a beautiful blond girl and myself, and promises us that if we are victorious in the coming battle then we will win what we want the most. The trees on the edge of the forest grow together and form a large black wall with a white door. The blonde girl opens the door, we we both walk through. The room is the size of a tennis court with black walls and floor, with a thick white line cutting the room in half. On the other side, two more women walk through another door followed by another goddess who's name I can not remember. Athena follows us in, and declares to the other goddess that we are her champions, and the other goddess announces that the fight will be three rounds to the death. I definitely don't want to fight to the death, however two curved knives that reminded me a great deal of bolines appeared in the hands of all four of us champions. The girl directly across the line from me leaps towards me with her knives out. I fall back, scramble and dodge and try to argue my way out of the fight. I didn't agree to fight to the death, I don't want to do this! The girl leaps in again and I throw my own hands and knives forwards to block her attack, but end up cutting her hand off as well. The hand's momentum doesn't stop though it drops the knife, and the hand ends up grazing my arm as it keeps moving in my direction, smearing blood and fleshy pink gore on me. I jump back as the handless woman screams out in anger and pain, and look to the other champion of Athena. She's used the moment of distraction to take out her opponent, then looks to me and yells to finish her. I start stuttering that I don't want to kill anyone, but Athena reminds me in an eerily calm and motherly way that this is a fight to the death, it's her or me, and I am not doing her any favors by prolonging the battle and the pain. Realizing I have no way out and that she's right that a quick death would be far better than a slow and painful fight, I accept this fate and glide quickly and gracefully the ten feet between me and the staggering handless girl, and I slice her head clean off with both my blades. Then the other goddess calls out two more champions. I start to argue that she can't do that, we've already defeated her champions, but she reminds us that we have only won one round, we have to win three rounds to claim a victory. Once again, the blonde quickly jumps into the fight with her new opponent. My opponent is a quiet girl who looks a good deal like a stereotypical library chic who would do better with a book in her hands than knives. She is hesitant and I can tell she is scared, but I also know there is nothing I can do, it's her or me. I leap forwards like my first opponent had, catching the girl completely off guard and try to cut her head off for an instant painless death as well. I fail, and only manage to cut half way through her neck. Her face contorts in surprise and pain, and I curse under my breath as she starts stumbling backwards and farther away from me. I leap in again, this time finishing the job. I catch her body in one arm and her head in the other, and gently lower her to the ground and apologize to her corpse for not making it a clean death the first time. The third round goes much better, the girl is aggressive like the first, and I am able to simply hold my knives out as she leaps towards me and use her own momentum to decapitate her as she attacks. then the other goddess calls out another set of champions and I advance towards the other goddess with my knives defiantly telling her NO. She said three rounds, we have won three rounds, this stops NOW. Athena walks up to me, and smiles in a motherly way and nods gently to me saying, "Yes child, you are right. We said three rounds, and you have preformed exceptionally. Whatever it is you want, is yours." Then I wake up.

Can't remember much now that I have worked all day and am about to go to bed again, so I am going to type in my senseless dream notes and try to fill in anywhere I can remember.

Dream One - Argument with Mom, hardware store, bad parking, re-park elsewhere, dude comes out with computer, game returned he didn't ask for, print outs are gorgeous, Snake and mouse. I can remember speaking to some guy at the end of this dream, and he just made me feel like he was cornering me or something. The moment I drew the analogy in my mind of him making me feel like a mouse trapped by a snake, I saw the very image of a snake attacking a mouse and woke up.

Dream Two - I am playing a game of some wort where I am playing as the bird adviser from the lion king, flying through rings that make a path through the sky and even down into the ocean. It must be some sort of Kinect or motion control games because when I struggle flying through the water I start waving my hands wildly and reaching out as far as I can and that helps me move through the water. After I come up out of the water I am suddenly an inkling from Splatoon and shooting easter themed bad guys shaped like robot bunnies and robot baby chics.

Yuuup, that's all I have. One dream that I have notes for that I can't even remember now and one dream that I can remember that was just plain weird o.O I figure this will be closer to my normal since I only get about 6-7 hours of sleep on work days.

I noticed I didn't have this dream online, and it is one of the most current and frustrating K dreams I have had, so I wanted to go over my oddly very detailed dream notes and vivid memory of the dream and make an official dream journal memory I could go back over later, even when my dream notes have been lost.

I am going down the street where some of my paternal extended family lives. I see lights up in the sky, flying in very choreographed patterns. I am sure they are UFOs and near by. I half walk half run towards the lights. In a usually vacant field is a floating eyeball of fire, just like the eye in lord of the rings, complete with a lava tower beneath it and what looks like lava pooling out from around it on the ground. There are two girls with me, one's name is Melissa but I don't really know her or anyone like her in waking life, the other I don't even have a dream name for. The eye and lava tower become a man in a white robe with a giant eyeball mask on his head. He's running towards us throwing fire balls at us, and I happen to dodge and catch one of the robe sleeves throwing him off balance and knocking his mask off. Under the mask, he's just a nasty sweaty guy with a seriously runny nose. The runny boogers are so bad they are trailing a couple of feet down from his nose and when he tries to catch his balance sans the mask, the boogers whip out to land across my arm. Gross! We break into an empty home nearby to wash up a bit, and I take off the jacket I am wearing that got snot on it. The home owners are returning, so we run out the back door and through the woods behind the house. I briefly worry about my jacket that I left behind linking me to the break in, but my dream brain quickly stops caring. On the other side of the woods, we find a graveyard and it's sunrise. there's a truck parked out on a maintenance path, and there's a form standing outside the truck. When we get closer to the truck I realize the form is K, but his face and body are all swollen up from some sort of crazy allergic reaction to something. I wake up.

I fall back asleep thinking of the previous dream, and this time find myself walking back through the same graveyard. I am following K, though he is far ahead of me, and he quickly arrives at a house. I try to speak to him, but he is scrambling around and basically blowing me off muttering about dream research he has to do. He isn't swollen up anymore, and he looks older, haggard even. I go downstairs upset and trying to just get away from this unusual rejection. Downstairs, the basement of this house is filled to the brim with boxes and all kinds of old bikes and random junk. I manage to squeeze my way through over and around all the mess to a window. I open the window and climb through to find myself in the front yard. There's a yard sale going on in the front yard, and there are people that my dream self knew as friends sitting on the steps chatting, as well as a couple of little dogs running around the yard amid the items displayed for sale. K has walked out the front door and is still mumbling about dream research. I tell him that we are in a dream right now, and we could research better together if we could just find each other! The sudden admission that I am in a dream causes me to have a false awakening. I wake up with my cheek on a dark wooden floor facing a set of stained glass front doors. I walk towards and through those doors, and as I do the new looking floors age and become worn out looking as well as the rest of the house. When I am out in the neighborhood, I decide that K's house from earlier in the dream will be in this neighborhood, I just have to walk in the direction that feels right. I find the house with the yard sale, and K is on the front porch still. There is a rolling chair on the sidewalk near the steps he is standing and the friends are sitting on. I sit down in the rolling chair and tell him my name and the city and state I live in. He says something about "Faust" and "Curro", I am confused because his words sound muffled and distorted. I ask him to repeat them and I reach for a laptop on the ground nearby thinking I will look the words up as he tells them to me. Once again, his words are muffled and distorted and I wake up trying to concentrate on them too hard.

K was very out of character in this dream. Instead of the usual calm, collected, bad ass who always seems like he has everything under control and can protect me from anything my dreams throw at me, his allergic reaction and almost frantic mumbling about dream research made him seem very weak and very much a mess incapable of even caring for himself. In the end, he was able to kind of pull himself together and actually try to accomplish something, but even then the lack of clarity in his words and voice was very different from usual. I've contemplated that this was not really a K dream, but then no one has ever had the same feel as K in dreams, and there was no mistaking it in this dream. I have also wondered if perhaps I somehow made it into one of those random dreams we all have where our stresses and anxieties take over and we just fall apart where he was unable to control himself, assuming that K is another dreamer and not just a special dc. Then there's always the chance that my own fears and anxieties over hardly ever dreaming of K anymore caused me to dream that he was falling apart.

Dream One - I am at work, but I am not at my usual station. Instead of inspecting furniture at the end of the line, I am at the front of the production line where the insiders do the seats and arms of the furniture. I push a chair all the way up the line and to the shipping belt. The lady on the belt at the time, D, tells me that chair is going to be sold at an employee only auction for $45. I think about what a great deal that is since it usually costs around $300 to buy the same chair in stores. She pushes it to another section of the floor where there are many other chairs of the same style but with different fabric, all marked up for sale at $45. I go back to the station in the front of the line where insiders usually are, and this time I have a wooden headboard foot board combination set at the station. I look at the travel ticket on it and it is also going to the employee auction. it's really pretty light wood, and has old country style sunflowers painted on it. (I have the dream note "Pictures for mom" here, but can't remember what that meant now that I have been awake for a few hours) I really like this bed, so I walk over to my boyfriend's station and ask him to come look at it. If it costs less than $200 I want to buy it to replace the bed we have in our room right now. before he makes it over to look, I wake up.

Dream Two - I dream that my boyfriend and I are walking into an orphanage to look into adopting. The place has an old Victorian exterior, but seems really empty and almost unlived in on the inside. we do see plates of food on the table, but no people. we step out the front door, and then hear some woman screaming, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" and I instantly feel terrible for the kids there, sure she must be yelling at one of them. I turn around to look back inside, knowing now it can't be empty. A small boy, maybe 3 years old is hiding in a bush under the window and peeks out at me. Before I can say anything to him, my attention is drawn behind me. Jay and Silent Bob are standing against the fence asking me if I want to buy any weed. I tell them no, and then reprimand them for selling weed at an orphanage. Jay angrily throws money at us and shouts, "Vacuum it up bitches!" and I wake up.

Dream Three - I am walking into a castle, holding hands with Cinderella. She's so excited to be bringing me home now that we are married. I feel a mix of excitement over being a princess as well as sadness that I married a princess and not my boyfriend. Cinderella takes me into my new room. The room is decorated in mostly blue and shears, with big fluffy covers that nearly swallow you when you plop into bed. There's a giant window on the right side of the room, and I walk over to it. Cinderella excitedly tells me that she was so excited for me to notice that window. It looks down into another bedroom. She tells me that she arranged that room for my boyfriend, and that prince Charming's room is connected to hers similarly. Just because we are married doesn't mean we have to part from our beloved boyfriends. I instantly feel much better about the whole situation. I don't mind being married to a girl, and definitely don't mind being married to a beautiful and well off princess! We walk out of the castle to view the gardens. The sun has gone down and the moon is up high in the sky, casting a beautiful pale glow on everything. I notice a shadow moving to our right and go to investigate. It's a heartless from Kingdom Hearts, only it's tiny, about the size of a Rabbit. At first I think it's adorable and bend down to pet it, but Cinderella screams and I remember that the heartless are actually bad guys and could steal our hearts! We run back inside the castle. Cinderella gets ahead of me and I am stumbling through the castle looking for her. I go through a dark empty ball room, and then find myself in the kitchen. Cinderella is in the dinning room looking out a giant window. I think she looks so pretty, even in danger like we are. I wake up.

Dream Four - I am in a blimp with my boy friend. Through one of the windows we see a giant Charizard coming towards the blimp, it's claws extended and it's mouth open wide. Suddenly I am simply an observer, and I watch as Ash, Misty, and Brock fall from the giant hole ripped in the blimp. Ash shouts out to Pikachu to use thunderbolt, and the to Moltres and Zapdos to use fly to save everyone. On the ground, Brock sees a nasty puddle of something on the ground. He shouts to Ash and Misty that there's a strange energy in the puddle. They walk over to him, and a stray fireball from the Charizard in the air hits the puddle evaporating it into a stinky cloud instantly. Under the puddle was a magic silver Magikarp statue, to which Ash has the mate. They are excited to have both statues and jump in the air, putting the statues together at the same time and causing a bright light that wakes me up.

Dream Five - We've bought a Frozen themed Easy Bake Oven for my 8 year old son. It has a moving cylinder on it that you can use to change the "theme" and look of the oven just by spinning the dial. My son wants to make brownies, and has already mixed up the mixture, but he needs help pouring the batter. The oven's instructions call for some crazy brownie methods, pouring the batter into four cupcake papers and then trying to fit them all in a square pan. I think it'd be way easier to just pour the batter in the pan and cut it later, but then decide it might not cook right, there must be some reason they want it done in cupcake papers. I pour the first three just fine, and then when I go to pour the fourth I find myself adding legos to the cupcake paper before I pour the batter. I stop myself in mid pour and think that it isn't right, I shouldn't be adding legos to the brownies, that's not right! Then I wake up.

Dream One - I'm at a concert inside of a mall waiting on my ex husband to bring my kids to me. There's loud music, lots of people really close together, and fog machines making everything look hazy. I'm trying to look around for them, but the crowd is so thick I can't see through it and have to start walking around the outside perimeter hoping to catch a glimpse of them when they get there. I walk around a group of six or seven people and see my kids and their dad behind them. I walk up and say hey, and apologize for not being able to see them through the crowd, I hope they didn't wait long. My ex husband leaves, and I show my kids some sort of meter that I have in my hand that I got from hot topic. It's linked to the concert somehow, that whenever you attend the concerts with this meter it gets you free merchandise credit. I have two more meters in my pocket, one for each kid. We talk about all the cool pokemon and pony merch they have and start planning what we want to spend our concert attendance points on as we walk out of the large concert room and into the main mall. The mall is bigger than any mall I have ever seen, and I've been to a pretty big one in DC when I was a kid. As we are walking through we see lots of stores already closed up for the night. We go down an escalator, and there's another escalator across from it. Music starts playing, and a slightly heavier than average woman in a sexy tight red dress starts dancing through the mall. She's wearing some sort of paper mache TV mask that makes her look like she has an old TV from the sixties for a head. She's singing as she dances about how much she loves shopping and how wonderful the mall stores are. We hurry towards the exit of the mall and I wake up.

Dream Two - I'm heading out to my car in a big parking lot outside of a medium sized building. I think it might be a school or college that I am leaving, perhaps some sort of educational convention. There's a lady and a dude who are waiting on rides and I offer to take them home so they don't have to wait. Both accept my offer, and my car is parked in one of the first few parking spaces so we don't walk far. I decide to take the T tops off and ride them home in style. I get in the car, and the man gets in the passengers seat and I start driving off. I realize the lady got distracted and didn't get in the car when I hear her yelling at me to wait while she chases down the car. Unfortunately I had just pulled onto the main road when she was close enough to hear. I try to stop and put the car in reverse as there is nothing coming, but as soon as I start backing up the car a bunch of other cars start coming up the hill behind us and honking their horns at me for driving like an idiot. I ignore them and back right back into the parking lot anyways. The lady is no longer there. I drive a circle back through the parking lot looking for her, and finally find her back at the front of the building waiting on her ride. I try to apologize, but she's not mad at all. She thanks me for forgetting her, and tells me that by staying there a little longer a great opportunity opened up for her. She doesn't elaborate on what the opportunity is. I offer again to take her home, and she says she needs to stay there another half our or so, I can take her home only if I am willing to wait that half our. I don't want to wait, I want to get home. The man I was giving a ride home to starts talking, and while I can't remember what he said, I got really aggravated and annoyed by it. I stop the car just before I leave the parking lot and tell him to get out. he argues, and I start cursing and yelling at him until he gets out and slams the door. I drive off and wake up.

Dream Three - I am once again leaving a college, this time on foot. There's a hill very much like the one at my late Grandma W's house that I am walking up. I look at my hand and think it looks weird. I start counting my fingers, and realize I have 8 on one hand. That's not right, I count again. Once more, 8 fingers. I realize I MUST be dreaming! I try to concentrate once more on my hands, now curious how I can have 8 fingers and it look almost normal. This time however, I only have the normal 5 fingers, and decide that maybe my counting is off in dreams and not so much that my hand actually had 8 fingers. At first I continue walking up the hill, then decide that I am not going to continue the path of the dream, I am going to go out looking for K instead. I turn right and head towards an older building that I recognize from a dream in the past. In the dream I am pretty sure I had seen K in that building before so it's a good place to start looking. Lucidity starts slipping but not completely. The building has different little shops in it, one of them being some sort of bass pro shops home store that I have never dreamed of before. I walk into the bass pro shop home store as it looks like the main entrance, and then go up some stairs into a little office lobby. There are different little office doors with different titles on them, one of the is the Faerie Arcane office. I knock on that door, thinking that K must have something to do with magic that we meet in dreams as we do. Lucidity is mostly gone, but I at least follow my purpose to find K. The door swings open when I knock and there are three ladies in the office. All three are middle aged, with tons of makeup and jewelry and their hair styled with tons of hair spray and gel. One is at a desk, and the other two are standing in the corners, and they are all chatting fervently. They turn and look at me, the one at the desk demanding to know what I want. I tell them I want to speak with the faerie arcane office about someone I am seeking, and they tell me they are too busy and I will have to come back tomorrow. I close the door disappointed, and start walking out of the building. I wake up.

Dream Four - My boy friend and I are working. I realize it's getting about time for our doctors appointments so I got to tell him it's time to leave. He tells me his appointment isn't until three, even though I am so sure it's at 2:30. We leave anyways. I don't remember any drive, it's like we are just suddenly there. The building looks like a grocery store building, however it has a neon purple sign on the front that says, "Mydera's" I also notice my exhusband and his new wife and their families chilling out on the roof of the building. I have a brief flash back memory of putting the "Mydera's" sign on the building in The Sims 3, then we get out of the car and walk in. We are late for my boyfriend appointment, it was in fact at 2:30 not 3:00. Also, the appointment I thought was there was with a different doctor an hour away and there's no way to make it there in time. We decide instead to go into the movie theater in the building. There are rows of sofas and love seats instead of movie chairs, and the movie screen has Splatoon on it. Everyone in the theatre is playing on the same screen, but the screen doesn't split off into individual character views, it just shows the whole stage making it impossible to tell who you are and where you are going. I get frustrated that I can't figure out which character I am or see around most of the stage and that frustration wakes me up.

Dream Five - I am at work inspecting a chair. There are two slubs on the outback of this chair. One at the top and one at the bottom. My boyfriend comes up behind me as I place red tape on the slubs and asks what I put the tape on there for. I tell him there are slubs in the fabric, then he sarcastically replies, "No, those are fine, they're supposed to be there!" I shake my head and then set down my red tape. If my boyfriend is there then it must be lunch time. He's putting huge pickle chips on a hamburger. The pickles look weird, they are all huge and lumpy. Realizing they don't look right wakes me up.

My daughter who was visiting family out of state had to go to the er last night for a sparkler burn. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep b/c I felt just awful about being four hours away, even though she was only at the hospital for an hour and was just fine, it was just a precautionary measure on the part of my family to take her to the ER and be checked. So I took 5htp as well as a couple of Benedryl to help me sleep. Having had the dream of K a few nights ago, I also took a prenatal vitamin to help build back my dream recall. Usually I have to take the vitamins a week straight to get good recall, but I guess mixed with the medicine and the attempt to take notes the vitamin worked immediately. I also got about 10 hours of sleep thanks to the medicine, where as I am normally lucky to get 8 full hours. I also had a few almost dreams early in the night where I was awake enough to hear my boyfriend on the computer, but still seeing little movies behind my eyes. The moment I would acknowledge however that I must be falling asleep, I'd wake up fully and not even remember anything other than, "I was dreaming of splat rollers" or something equally vague. All in all though, it was far more productive a dream night than I anticipated. If I am able to keep up with my dream journal, I won't expect such good results most of the time lol.

I am tucked into a little indention of a dirt wall next to a dirt ramp. I have been dreaming for a while, but this is the earliest memory I have after waking. I peek around the corner to check for anyone coming. When I know the coast is clear I run down the ramp to a sheer drop on the path. I stop and look over the edge, there are two men on the lower level facing me but not looking up. One is very short and not very memorable, the other is sitting on a block or barrel or something. He has buzz cut light hair, maybe red or even dirty blonde, he's got a cigarette between his lips that moves as he talks and a grey over sized gun in his right hand that he's waving in the air as he speaks. I can't hear him, but recognition of danger strikes. I know he's after someone, and I know where that person is, but my brain is foggy and I can't remember the name of the man that I need to warn. I turn and go back up the ramp, passing my original hiding place and turning left to another ramp and indention in the wall maybe forty to fifty feet away. There's another couple of people there. I don't pay attention to or else don't remember the person farthest away from me because I am too distracted by the blonde man I am there to warn. I feel like my breath catches, and I struggle to find words through my brains fog. I keep screaming in my head, I know this man, why can't I remember his name? He's important, but who is he? The man asks me what's wrong, and I reply with a warning, "He's here, he's coming for you! I saw him!" The man tells me sternly to go home and hide in the closet. I express worry about him facing this other man, and he tells me with complete confidence, and almost order like, "I will take care of him. Go hide, now." Our dog runs up by my side with a toy in her mouth, and I start worrying about her being in the way and getting hurt, so I agree to hide, telling him he'd better come back because puppers wants to play with him, and I don't want her disappointed. He nods silently, and sings a gun off his shoulder. He heads the direction I came from, and I head farther up the ramp away from trouble. At the top of the ramp is the house I lived in growing up. It's been over ten years since I've lived there, but it doesn't strike me as odd. I take puppers into the house and go to my old bedroom closet. there's a ton of stuff and boxes in there, and I start moving them out and piling them up in front of the door to make room for me and puppers. the thoughts runs through my mind that it'll be easy to find us with all these boxes in front of the door pointing to us hiding there, but then I relax because I don't believe the bad men will ever make it past the man I warned, I trust him with my life completely. I notice a dog treat and a dog bone on the floor while moving the boxes and decide to take them inside the closet so puppers can chew on them and keep quiet. I settle onto the floor and pull on the bottom of the door to close it, then start petting puppers and talking to her all quiet and soothingly trying to keep her calm and quiet.

I wake up, at first paranoid and scared that I am still hiding. The fog clears quickly though, and I realize that I am in bed and that the important man who's name I couldn't remember was K. It bothers me somewhat that I couldn't remember his name even though I knew in the dream he was so important and trusted him completely. My boy friend and I spoke of it, and came to the conclusion that the lack of recognition is likely due to the lack of importance I have placed on my dream life, finding K, and learning from the experiences lately. Still, I feel like I have missed a great opportunity with this being my first K dream in months, and with the few K dreams I do have being months and months apart. The guns and ramps are likely due to playing lots of Splatoon lately.