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I was covered in armour. The metal petals that made up the suit clinking together in metallic unison. I remember flying or maybe I was thrown. The crunch of icy crystals surrounding me as I sank into the depths of marble crevice. My body began heating up the cold and soon half my body was engulfed in a lukewarm puddle. My comrades grasped at my arms trying dutifully to draw my tired body out of the abyss. We struggled for many hours. Each time becoming more and more helpless. Finally we were able to muster enough strength to lift me halfway out only at the last moment to grasp at the tired clutches as I sank down into the abysmall cave.

When I woke up I was on a hard hospital bed. My body ached and for some reason I was being forced out of the room. When I finally stepped into the bright light I realized I was in the psych ward I worked in, but this time I was a patient. I vaguely remember being in a courtroom. Facing charges for telling someone I would kill them with my gun. Except I hadn't told anyone that and I didn't even own a gun. Even though I tried explaining this to a judge he would have none of it. As I looked around the room I saw an empty seat and as I sat I curled my legs under me so my chin was resting on my knees. As the other patients came in two girls came and sat beside me. I was too tired to eat breakfast, when one of the counselors came in he rested a hand on my shoulder and looked at me. Almost as if he was trying to console me without speaking. Then he announced that therapy would be upstairs today. As the familiar wave of groans spouted like daisies he turned around and walked away. Shortly afterwards we all got up and walked towards the stairs and he called them all at once except for me. For new patients you got an initial assessment, that could sometimes take hours. As they all filed upstairs I looked at the walls,there were watercolor paintings pinned up neatly and miscellaneous papers laying on the ground. Some had been trampled on and others were merely crushed, skewn across the hall. Whenever it was my turn cole came and got me. "I thought you were dead," I stated in suprise. His bright yellow apparel almost blinding me as he rode a bright yellow electric scooter towards me. "So did I" he answered. As we got to the counselors office door cole came to his little office right outside the door. There he and another man sat and began typing on their computers. I opened the door and walked inside. Thr room was dark and had a bit of a greenish hue. There were wires and scattered sewing mannequins everywhere. I even spotted a small bed covered in bags. As I walked in the room further I spied a woman in a similiar green dress. She had some sort of military patch sewn into her dress. Which was odd because it was obviously not a military uniform. As I approached her she spoke, "Come sit on my lap." "No thank you," I replied. "Why not,almost everyone sits on my lap," she goaded with her innocent elderly voice. I shot another look around the room before zi retorted," it's just a personal preference." As she slapped her lap motioning me to sit on her thigh my alarm went off.

I was riding a bus, but it was really more of a school bus. There were children there too but I really only recall one inparticular. She was young, maybe no older than elementary school. She had brown hair and it was in pigtails. We were sitting at the back of the bus, she across from me. And she was being really hyper and throwing stuff (candy or trash I cancan't remember) and I remember saying something to her and she gave me a hug. It was the kinf of cute little hug kids give you when they think you're the best person in the world.

Adam and I were at the fair. We didn't do much but walk around and gawk at all the oddities that surrounded us. We got a daiquiri and wondered aimlessly among the crowd. After we got a caricature done we started to leave. Suddenly I spot a young man that looks scarily familiar, to my sudden suprise I realized he was one of my dc from ages ago. I believe he said his name was james or john? Something of that nature. As we leave I can't stop staring. The resemblance is too uncanny.

Adam and I were walking around town whenever I spotted a tea shop. We walked in the antique tea shop that had china tea cups and kettles and whatnot and it was going out of business. We start to look around (and apperantly we'd been in there a couple of times just looking around) and there was a book section so I start looking but there was one that I really wanted to find and Adam was trying to help me and the old lady owner was super sweet and nice but also kinda creepy becuase she was following us around in the store. And I was looking at this book when the cover (it was a young girl) moved and started to shift positions. Thinking I was seeing things I looked closer at her and then I woke up.

I was on a hill where I saw a woman standing facing away from me. She was wearing a blue dress, it looked as if the sjy itself had wrapped around her, with fluffy white clouds dancing across the fabric. The grass green and lush beneath her feet. Suddenly she turns and faces me. Her skin is pale and sickly, her lips are dripping with scarlet,glossy blood. "Where are my children," she asks me. I start to nod my head no. "Where are my children," she asks louder. I start to push myself down the hill backwards on my belly, the grass dry and itchy on my skin. She lurches forwards, "where are my children," she shrieks. I start screaming that I don't know as she grabs ahold of me. I then wake up.

I had a night full of fidgeting and lack of comfort. Each time whenever it seemed I was finally dozing off, some unknown force caused my body to twitch or move and I started all over again. Whenever I finally drifted off to sleep I faded into the darkness of a beautiful REM cycle. During somepoint I realized I was in a garden. Very archaic in nature, the layout of the garden was much like a labyrinth. Tall hedges coveredthe boarders, twists and turns appeared just a moment too late, and fountains/benches dotted the pretty foliage. For some reason I was travelling (perhaps to meet a friend?) I knew that just up ahead laughter and smiles were waiting for me. For some reason I decided to sit down. I remember wondering why the location had been a garden. It was rather pretentious to meet in one as exquisite as this one. Ccccrrk! A twig snapped! I looked up and saw the familiar green-yellow eyes of a childhood friend. "Jerry! Oh my goodness!" I practically tackled the man. He laughed, "How have you been doing since the floods? Why haven't we talked since then?" I stood up and said,"Why would I talk to you? We haven't particularily been close these past few years." (And his gf megan would not have approved)He shrugged,"So that means we can't talk anymore?"I looked up at him.. And my alarm clock sounds the beligerant warning thay a new day is upon us.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a pool, a small circular pool. Instead of being filled with water it was more like black ink, filled to the brim and still. The ink water wasn't thick like one would expect but more like calligraphy ink, thin and once sprayed on paper, more of a grey color. I was wearing some sort of white dress, or maybe robes are a better description. The clothing was a slightly rough texture, as if I was dressed in an expensive chiffon bundle. I remember rubbing the cloth between my fingers, it made a delightful scratchy sound, and I could not help but continue to rub the cloth between my fingers. At some point I decided to sit up and as I began to come to I noticed other pools around me, all filled with the same black-ink water. The building that we were in was white and filled with bleached marble. Old romanesque pillars rose to hold the vaulted ceiling, there was no color only the cold white of the building and the black-ink filled pools. As I looked around in naive wonder I saw that in my pool there was a feather, a long black feather that somehow made me feel knots in my stomach. I head the pitter patter of feet and a man came, he stood tall with black shaggy hair, his skin was opalescent, fingers long, and (was I mistaken?) wings? He made no motion to communicate he only picked me up and started carrying me away from the pool. The man (perhaps an angel?) was strong, his build was wiry with just enough muscular build to be attractive to some. His wings were outstretched as if ready to take flight at any moment, when I looked to see where we were going I noticed that he was taking me back to the pool. I thought to myself that I wasn't ready, I wanted to see more of this interesting world, to ask questions, but it was already too late. The being was returning me to the black-ink pool, without so much as a word I sunk back into the water. I could still feel the cloth between my fingers, with its delightful texture.

About two weeks ago I had a dream that I was running though a maze. Except it was more like an episode of hoarders, things were stacked up to the roof and literally everything was covered in junk. There was a girl with me, running, we were trying to get away from someone. "Keep running we have to get away!" I kept telling her, we have to keep going or he will catch us. She stumbles often but we keep going, then we come across a couple. And by couple I mean these two individuals were really getting at it. It was hard to tell where their faces separated and whose hands belonged to whom. The female of the pair we came across was completely absorbed, it was if she didn't even see us. The male however saw me, "What are you doing here? Can't you see we're busy?" I was more than shocked that the d/c would even notice me let alone be angry that I happened to spot them, "I uh, sorry I didn't realize."said the girl behind me. I, however was not amused, what was said next was something more along the lines of "Wouldn't you rather it be me you're pressed against," or something sexually enticing. The dream character chuckled and next thing you know we're dancing (super weird), twirling around in the bright lights and he reaches down and kisses me. Que the stomach butterflies and then I wake up.

In my dream there was a disease that ran rampant, not like a zombie apocalypse but if you got the disease you rotted from the inside out. I remember clans that lived outside of designated safe spaces that would do anything they coukd to make these safe spaces no longer safe. They would cut fences, leave open gates. One day I was walking in a facility and I wandered into a wrong room. There were large cultures of the tests we all were subject to. The petridishes told another story. We were all infected,we were all rotting from thr inside,just at a much slower rate. One day someone csme after me. I had to hide so I went into a room of the safe house I had never been in before. It was dark and I could not see the person chasing after me,but I could see the green fungus that caused the rotting, gleaming like it produced glitter. Then I wake up.

Something terrible had happened. For some reason we fled to the woods. My current boyfriend got sick, we were in the woods for a long time, I tried to care for him but he got too sick too fast. One day I went hunting so that we would hsve something to eat. I came back and he had died. It was terrible I cried and cried for days. One day I saw an angel he picked me up, he had black wings and told me not to look back. So instead I hurried my head in his chest. When I came back from wherever I had come, I too had wings. They were white, a friend of my bfs wife had passed so he came and visited often in my grief. One day he decided to touch them while I wasn't paying attention it didn't hurt but it did make me feel uncomfortable. Fast forward to the not so distant future and invaders came. Men with spears,you could smell their rotting insides, they smelt of death. Somehow one went to kill the man that came to visit me. I stepped in front of him the spear did not pierce my skin. This made me angry, my eyes became black and my wings became black as well. I spoke but its as if it was a voice from someone else. "I am neither good nor evil, black nor white, human nor god, man nor beast, but you have tried to harm my people and that has angered me." and Its as if invisible threads snapped their necks. And then I fainted, my wings remained black, the man tried to catch me, then I woke up.

In my dream I was either a ghost or a really weird human. I was travelling and i came to a house where I met someone leaving. There was a guy. We talked about someone that had hurt me, pretty bad but that guy was travelling around the world now. Hurting other women. They guy I was with kept trying to get me to stay but I didn’t want to. Not because he was dangerous I just didn't want to stay. Somehow i fell asleep and when I woke up he offered me tea. I accepted and whenever i got finished I wanted more he then told me he had given me decaf coffee. Which i laughed over because I hate coffee. He then offered me decaf coffee to which I kept replying tea. But he would insisted on coffee. Then i woke up.

I go to get some drinks for my boss and I asked her if she wanted red or green pert and she picked red.

Dreamt about searching for something or maybe someone?

I walked around work and told all of my coworkers that they were beautiful.