More interesting dreams last night! I'm enjoying getting back into remembering dreams. I stopped smoking marijuana coming up on about a month ago now, and my clarity has greatly improved.
The first dream that I remember started out with walking down my street. There are a lot of elderly people taking walks, and I smile at some of them. One woman I come upon kneels down quickly, catching and producing for me a small, big-eyed, furry mouse-animal. I gingerly take it from her, noting the softness of its fur in contrast with its struggling will to escape. I take it back down the street to my house and show my mother and brother. Ethan, my brother, takes much delight in the animal, and when it escapes my grasp, we work together to recapture it. It calms down and I take it inside. I give it the same commands I give my dog for his tricks (sit, lay down, shake, hi-five... the works), and the creature complies perfectly. I lay on the floor and it comes up to my cheek and kisses me adorably! I also notice that it changes its size (not drastically) without my awareness or commands.
Another dream finds me in an unfamiliar hospital talking to a doctor whom I do not know. He gives me some weird goggle/glasses for a condition that I am unaware of, and later I notice him posting on Facebook (under a different name) about his day at the hospital. Weird.
My third dream... was about sex with my girlfriend. We'll leave it at that 
The last dream I had before I woke up was pretty funny. I'm working in a large, brightly lit grocery store, and it falls to myself and a few other employees to sort out the week's or day's or whatever's shipment. I go to work on shelving/stocking cans of pop. I notice that I am also working with a guy whom I've worked at another job with - Kevin. He's your typical yinzer part time cook in his 40s/50s, so I'm not sure what he is doing at the grocery store with me, but I run with it. He often makes crude comments about the store patrons or items of food, and likes to come show me items that he finds interesting ("Hey man, this here's some fuckin' milk and cheese, you know what I'm sayin'? hahaha!"). Things are going alright until I notice a large, shadowy figure working at a desk. He is the Manager. Kevin greatly fears the wrath of the manager, but upon closer inspection, the Manager turns out to be no more than a bossy child in oversized, dark clothing, barking orders at everyone. I find this to be hilarious, and I wake up after having slept in for an extra half hour (oops!).
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