side notes

I had 2 dreams last night, but I only remember bits and pieces. I'm not sure whether waking up after each dream is a good idea, because I seem to either go straight back to sleep without properly registering I am awake, or I end up staying awake for the rest of the night. Anyway, dream recall time:

I am sat in a dark room on one of those computer chairs that spin around. I have a huge bottle of fizzy orange juice. The bottle itself is about 1m long. My mum walks in, and asks me why I bought a bottle of OJ for £88. At this point I realize that wherever I am is a room at the side of an airport terminal, and I bought the drink from one of the shops. I'm texting some random guy, when I walk back into this dark room. (I don't where I left to go or anything), and I see the bottle cap on a desk on the corner. Walking over to it, I realize that there is an imprint on the cap. The cap looks like a plastic shot glass, and the imprint is sort of like chalk? Or some black charcoal dust.

Looking down, I see that I have received a text from the same guy. It is a picture message of the bottle cap and my ID card leaning against it. The ID card shows that in the dream, I am a scientist, and I look different, have a different name etc. I decide that this guy must have stolen my ID Card because of:

*In-dream Flashback*
I am sat at the table in a kitchen with a skinny man stood in front of me. He asks me a question that I don't understand, then places the black/charcoal thing in front of me, however it looks like a pale version of the resin you use with a violin. We have a conversation which I didn't actually hear. I think it was like mind speak, and we knew what the other was saying. He then picks up my ID card and puts it in his back pocket. I ask for it back, and he acts like he didn't realize he had done it.
*End of Flashback*

I realize that by putting it in his pocket, he imprinted the ID card onto the charcoal. When I come back from the flashback, I am hidden in my wardrobe, looking out into a room that is once again, very dark. In front of me sit a brother and a sister, who are also scientists, but also hackers. I don't know how I know this. They both look very mice like mice, and they are talking about something they are working on. Something they say causes me to realize that this plan is about doing something to me.

They then go onto have an argument about the fact that they can't fail like their dad did. This is when I realize why I know they are hackers because they turn around to look at the computer. Attached to it are hundred of wires and hard drives etc, and they are doing something like a search on me.

Then I wake up. My second dream was a lot shorter:

I am stood in the garden of a new house I have just moved into. Because it's winter, there are no leaves on the trees, and the garden is covered with branches and it looks really scruffy. I walk over to my mum and my grandma, who are making plans for the garden. My grandma is on her knees looking at some paving stones. Paths got through and around the garden, and my grandma insists that there is too much grass, and that we need more stone paths. Sure enough, I look up and there is a patch of bright green, freshly cut grass. My mum tells my grandma that we will not have any more paths, because she really likes grass.

And I woke up again.