Mydera

I had a hard time sleeping last night, so I didn't take notes whenever I woke up, rather than move and spend another two hours trying to fall back to sleep, I tried to lay as still as possible so that it's only take a half hour or so to fall back asleep. I did jot down the notes I could think of when I woke up, but by then most of the details had left me.

Spoiler for Music:

Dream One: I'm glowsticking in the street again. (We live on the end of a street in one of those round turn arounds, so we never get any traffic except our close neighbors) I've got yellow glow sticks this time, and I'm alone. My husband walks up and tell me I need to stop so he can show me something. I think I'm semi lucid at this point because I stop, and I get this feeling that makes me very excited and happy. I'm thinking he's going to take me to Kurasawa because that's what I usually ask dcs to do, but then instead he takes me where our yard would be... but our house isn't there, all that's there is the ten we camped in at the beach a couple weeks ago. Inside, the lap top is set up and my husband is trying to show me something on the lap top. I'm only halfway paying attention, it's a video about glow sticking, but it's not a tutorial it's just some chic swinging her stick and I'm quickly growing bored and want to go back outside so I can do it myself. I feel my attention being pulled to outside, I just know Kurasawa is out there now. I rush out of the ten and a few steps towards the road, then I stop. Kurasawa is there, and he's glow sticking?! He's only spinning them forwards at his sides, but the circles are so even and his speed doesn't vary at all. I think, damn, he looks like he knows what he's doing... not just playing around like I am. Then He smiles at me with a mischievous smile, and I think he asks, "Miss me?" But them I woke up >.<

Dream Two: I'm again on the road, this time after spending a good two hours trying to relax and fall back asleep from waking up the first time. My husband is there and we're walking. For some reason though, I think I become semi-lucid. I realize I can just leave my husband standing there on the road and it won't matter. I walk up to this strange house that I've never seen and is far too upscale for this little redneck "housing" development that has more trailers than houses. I knock on the door, and realize that I can open the door and it won't have any repercussions. I also realize that I need to visualize the inside of the house as I open the door, and what kind of person I want to find there. I imagine a guy who looks like Johnny Depp in the movie Sleepy Hollow being there when I open the door. For some reason though I'm scared someone in the house will see, so I slowly open the door, when I see the sleepy hollow guy walk by, I call out to him, and he comes to the door. He quickly but gracefully slides out the door and closes it without making a sound. He takes my hand and starts walking me towards the street. I tell him we can't go too close to the street because my husband is there. He starts pulling me closer to the woods then. We stop at the tree line, and he looks around for a moment as if to be sure no one's around, then he cups my face with one hand and wraps the other around my waist. He pulls me closer and kisses me lightly as he holds me, and says something about how he cherishes these stolen moments. I wake up, lol.

Dream Three: I'm on a swing set, swinging with my kids. I'm at a strange house that I don't recognize though. A couple of guys, one with a lot of piercings, walk out of the house. They start talking to me, and I think they're related to my husband somehow. I ask them, and they tell me that they're not related, just share the same last name or something. Then they tell me I need to go inside and check out what they made. I walk inside, and my mom is at the kitchen table and there's a Christmas tree on the table made of green jello?! My mom claims the guys who just left showed her how to make it. Then she starts talking about what a pain in the ass it was to carve in all the little pine needle details. For some reason I think the thing needs to have more pine needle details and less "snow" because the snow makes it look weird.

Dream Four: I'm in some sort of Classroom, then I leave and come back. When I come back, there are people arriving dressed in cosplay. There's one girl who's actually got four pony legs and feet instead of her normal arms and legs. I marvel over her cosplay for a moment, and think I've seen her before with shorter "legs" and ask her about it. She tells me that yeah she's put them on stilts to look more life sized. I see a box on the floor nearby, it's a box with the Disney movie Tangled's princess on the front (Rapunzel). For some reason I run over and grab it and try to open it. Then a guy comes up behind me and says, "Hey! That was my box!" then he sees I tried to open it and starts crying. I'm not sure what to do about a full grown man crying, then he cries, "That was my birthday present! I was supposed to open it, not you!" I appologize and make some weak excuse that I thought it was a classroom puzzel and didn't realize it was his, then I ask him if I could tape it back closed would that make him happy again? He says yes, so I start looking for tape, and he starts crying again, "There's no tape! You can't tape it back together!" I tell him there has to be tape we are in a classroom after all, and all classrooms have tape! Then I see some on the teachers desk and tape the box back and give it to him. Then I walk to where I think my seat is, and notice everyone is opening their text book. The textbook has Black Butler on the cover! I start looking for the page, number 835, but my book only goes up to 350, then I flip back through the book looking for a page that looks like the page everyone else is on, and I find it, but book 835 is out of order and in the 250s. The teacher starts talking about Japan and I realize this is a Japanese class. Our first lesson is on Desu, and when the teacher says desU, I point out that "Don't they say Des? isn't the U silent?" and she tells me she doesn't know where I heard that but it's not the case! And she goes on talking about japan with a horrible southern woman drawl... not the sweet kind you'd hear in a movie like gone with the wind, but like the catty and snobby white and trashy woman kind. I think to myself that there is no WAY I need to learn to speak Japanese from this woman, it'll only get me laughed at if I ever actually have to speak it! But then I realize that I can ignore the way she says shit, and just learn the meanings of the words so I could read Japanese manga and not have to wait for someone to translate them. Then I wake up.

Dream Five (Fragment): I dreamed that my best friend went to her sisters house and washed her hair, then posted the video on face book. I was watching the video in the dream, so it's hard to remember exactly what was being said and done. I just remember her sister being uncharacteristically happy about having her wash her hair, and her normally straight dark hair looked lighter, curly, and frizzy. Oh, and they used the sink, so no one was naked lol