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    1. Thursday, January 16

      by , 01-16-2020 at 08:41 PM
      I am in some convenience store, waiting for Makayla. I think she said she would be right back or something. Sheís taking forever though, and even the Indian? clerk in here notices it. I watch as he rings up two Hispanic? men for a six pack. I think the beer is some bigger name brewery but a weird fruit flavor. I then think it might not be half bad, in a guilty pleasure kind of way. I think about how six packs donít last that long. Tired of waiting, I talk out and to the right to go find her. It is pretty dark out. There is a covering over a few spaces in this lot. There is also a pool table, at which Makayla is lining up a shot. She seems me and keeps on smiling without a care in the world.
    2. Wednesday, January 15

      by , 01-16-2020 at 08:39 PM
      I am looking at a house for rent with Melissa. It looks like it is in the South Meadows area. It looks nice and fairly inconspicuous from the street, but when we get inside I am really impressed. There are nice wood floors and two levels. The stairs end in a little landing that overlooks the first floor. I open the back doors, stepping onto a patio that is unenclosed and almost flush with the surrounding marshland. The sun is setting, filling the clouds with a cotton candy pink that contrasts beautifully with the winter blue of the sky. This coupled with the reflections in the water creates a beautiful, peaceful scene that I feel immersed in. Back inside, I express to Melissa how much I like this place. I was thinking the rent was $1,800, but when we step out front I see a paper taped to a window that says $3,800. I tell Melissa, but I think she already knew. Kris now appears and says something about a family just moving in or out - out, I think. We then follow her into her house which is right over here. The inside seems fairly simple, yet homey.
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    3. Monday, January 13

      by , 01-14-2020 at 06:34 AM
      I think Iím at either Matt and Saraís or Opaís house. It seems to be a family gathering. There also seems to be some tension between Matt and Sara. I find Sara alone and ask whatís going on. She tells me that sheís pregnant but Matt wonít stop drinking. Sure enough, I look over and see him holding what looks like a glass of whisky.




      I am on a promenade along the river. I think some of the family is here too. I also canít shake the feeling that this place is very familiar somehow.
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    4. Wednesday, January 8

      by , 01-10-2020 at 06:48 PM
      I am at work watching cameras when I see two kids with backpacks walk up to the Levis section. I think theyíre both girls. One appears to hang a pair from the handle on her backpack so it is laying between her backpack and back. I think the other just puts a pair or two in her backpack. They then quickly head downstairs. It was all weird and quick, but itís still enough to stop them, so I go onto the floor in case they leave right away. They do end up leaving quickly, and I am a little behind them. It is very dark outside. There are two Sephora employees walking together that throw me off for a second until I see the kids ahead of them (now a girl and boy). They see me and start running, and I have to chase them. I ask for some backup but it seems no one comes. I think Laynie and someone else are working. I catch up to the kid and tackle him, despite the policy. I think I end up getting the girl too. I ask Laynie what sheís doing and she just says ďwatching PTZsĒ, which irritates me. I am talking to the boy and he seems young (6 or so?). Without prompt, he tells me that they are runaway kids. I know weíll have to get PD involved. He says he is 11 when I ask his age. I figure his birth date at 2009, but write 2007 at first. The kid actually tells me something impossible very confidently, characteristic of younger kids, like the day, two different numerical months, and the year. I write what he says, just to have it all down on paper. In blue ink, I cross out the 2007 and a few other things. I think about redoing the whole sheet later. The whole situation is stressful.
      Tags: chase, stealing, work
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    5. Monday, January 6

      by , 01-06-2020 at 08:36 PM
      I am at a concert, at an outdoor venue that seems like a large bowl - almost like a football field, but smaller, steeper, and more circular. The scenery looks like it may be California. Right now, Jackie Greene is playing the piano while also playing the harmonica. I watch him play the keys and listen to the simultaneous phrasing of the harmonica. The song ends, the crowd cheers, and an older Jerry Garcia who is also down in the bowl area seems impressed, making a comment about him having a groove, etc. Now, I am somehow rewinding the performance to watch and listen again. I think the song is either ĎGone Wanderiní or ĎTell Me Mamaí. I make a comment about taping it and next thing I know the man next to me is handing me some kind of recorder. It is about the size of a brick, black, and has a microphone on one end. I notice little hand written notes taped to it. I accidentally record a few seconds prompting an SD card to fall out. I think it is really pretty cool and that now I can tape things and maybe upload them. I think Iíll use it a bit and mail it back to the guy afterwards. Now I think him and another guy are giving me and someone else a ride home. I think we are in an older pick up truck and in Dadís neighborhood. I think he is letting his dog out on the side of the road for a bit and then is gone. I meant to tell the guy thanks and that he really didnít have to, but never did.
    6. Sunday, January 5

      by , 01-06-2020 at 08:35 PM
      I am at work when a chubby blond lady abruptly asks me where something is (a movie, I think). I am slightly irritated because I am not even dressed like a sales associate. I go to look for her, opening a door by the emergency exit by the menís shoes. It leads to a huge, depressed, concrete area with a ton of racks (or shelves?) The movie that she asked for starts with a letter close to the beginning of the alphabet, so I figure it will be easy to look for. I am now walking around the sales floor and notice that I am wearing a White Chapel band shirt. There is a graphic and the band name above it in a white and almost cursive font. It all seems faint or worn. I open the same door again and see that there are a lot less racks/shelvesÖ until I notice that they are actually cars and the area is a parking lot. I think I walk into it with the associate Julie.
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    7. Saturday, January 4

      by , 01-06-2020 at 08:34 PM
      I think I am working, but I think Iím at a Walmart. There is a younger, Hispanic? guy who goes in the fitting room with Levis and I think wears some out under his jeans. He then grabs a belt and holds it in a loop but makes no other attempt to hide it as he walks out with it. Now, I am either chasing him or I am the guy, running. I am chasing him and I think we both get on a train. We end up in another, larger building and he gets onto an elevator. I get in another, trying to catch up. This building looks like a shopping mall, and it is on the ground floor where we finally catch him. There is another girl what works LP here too. The guy seems pretty down at having been caught, but we are pretty lighthearted and impressed with him. I make a comment to the girl about how theyíre good for catching him and maybe I should work LP here.
    8. Thursday, January 2

      by , 01-03-2020 at 08:01 PM
      I am at Momís house. I step outside and it feels like itís the middle of the night, though it is not extremely dark. I can see frost and my breath, but I do not feel cold even though Iím not even wearing shoes or a shirt. When Iím walking back up to the house, I notice a car pulling up. At first I think itís Ryanís truck. When I get inside, I notice Mom is up and making food. I either ask or just find out that it is one of her guy friends outside. She ends up going out and leaving with him.




      I am by the river. It is very full, as if flooded. It goes up to almost the top of the arches on a stone bridge, upon which people are jumping in from. I notice an older couple, completely nude. I notice the manís penis, short but thicker, slightly standing out from his pubic hair.
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    9. Wednesday, January 1

      by , 01-03-2020 at 07:59 PM
      I am with Makayla on some city street (I think it is New York). The sky seems dark though the surroundings do not. There are constellations in the sky that are bright and huge, almost comically so. I notice one cluster that I sometimes see in the sky (*itís that one that I actually do see, almost a trapezoidal outline with more stars inside); it is also exaggerated in size. I think or say something about seeing this on psychedelics, and Makayla hands me two tabs of acid. I take them without hesitation and chew them into a ball instead of letting them sit. We walk around and I think I notice my perceptions start to subtly change.
    10. Tuesday, December 31

      by , 01-03-2020 at 07:58 PM
      I am in the Jewelry department at work. I think I was just passing through, but a customer stopped me as if I worked there. Itís an Indian? couple with two kids. The man hands me two 100 dollar bills to first make a payment. Upon checking them, the first looks like a legitimate, newer 100 and the second looks different and questionable. Iím really not sure about it, so I call for Laynie on the radio, saying ĎLaynie, can you come to the jewelry department, by the down escalator?í I think that might sound stupid to some, but Iím just trying to be specific. The more I look at it, the more I think the second one is fake. Everything looks fine and thereís even a good watermark, but it looks like itís been unevenly cut out from a sheet. I put them in my pocket for now, hoping they might think Iíve done the payment over on this far side of the counter. I go back over and now they want to see items in a spinning case. I see thereís already a key in the lock, and think that it should not have been left there. The items are not jewelry, but earbuds and things like that. I can nearly show them one thing before they are wanting to see another. Iím trying to show them what they want and keep everything else locked up and itís getting annoying. I see Laynie on the far side of the counter, in a grey shirt and walking away. Assuming she didnít see me, I call out for her. The bills feel wet? and folded up in my pocket; I take them out to show her. I discover there is no texture on the number and it feels like the texture was added poorly to the background areas. Itís also very worn as if they added that to disguise the faux texture. She sees the uneven edges and agrees that itís fake. I think it weird that only one is fake and also genuinely donít think he looks like the type. Iím thinking that if he asks Iíll have to tell him that I have to keep it; he never does ask, though. I see an employee dealing with a lady asking questions. The employee doesnít know when we close and the lady seems irritated. I tell her 9 oíclock.
    11. Monday, December 30

      by , 12-31-2019 at 12:08 AM
      I am in some fairly empty feeling building, heading for the restrooms. I almost accidentally go into the womenís - I think the font on the doors was confusing or something. I think someone was opening the door to come out right before I mistakenly entered. While the door was open, I could see that the bathroom was large and fairly empty. On the tall wall I notice an opening like a large mail slot. In it is Brianís (the new Asian kid at work) face, staring with a blank expression. I find this slightly odd. I go into the menís room now, which is also large and empty. I use the urinal and then notice that the other side to that opening in the wall is in here. I push the flap slightly and peek into the womenís restroom. Someone is in there, so I slowly move the flap back down, hoping they wonít see the movement of it. I think it would be very easy for someone in there to notice this opening. I now see Michele. She has a stroller and a young child. I think I am now in the bathroom right by her, but it is like she canít see me.
      Tags: baby, bathroom, gender, kid
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    12. Monday, December 23

      by , 12-23-2019 at 07:39 PM
      I am at work with Laynie and Bobby. We are walking through some racks, perpendicular to and a few feet from the mall entrance. Outside the doors, I see Scott walking almost in unison with us, he glances in every so often, and Laynie seems to be mouthing things to him. I canít tell if Bobby notices or not. I think he also notices Scott, but Iím not sure if he knows who he is. Scott looks somewhat downcast. I think Laynie and him are up to something.
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    13. Sunday, December 22

      by , 12-23-2019 at 07:38 PM
      I am at Nathanielís, watching him for a while. Iím lying on my back, with my legs straight up, him balancing his torso horizontally on my feet and holding my hands to balance. He seems to be having fun, and his personality is just as I remember it. Now, his dad is here, and he is just as nice as I remember him too.




      I am walking into what I think is a huge Walmart. As I walk in, I am cognizant of my middle parted hair hanging almost to my shoulders. Iíve decided that I am growing it out again and am pretty happy with this resolution. I also remember asking Makayla and her saying I should. I think I am going in here for a Christmas gift. I think Iíll look in the kitchen aisle for Mom and then I think for Melissa too. I end up not even finding the aisle, but end up by the cases of water. Everything looks like it is in bulk. I also notice bulk sized jugs of different tequilas and vodkas for around $10. One is called ĎJimmy Johnís Vodkaí, which I think cannot be that good. I then get the idea to look at the beer, just to see what they have. There is a somewhat small selection on a few shelves, but then I notice that it is labeled Ďnon alcoholicí. I step out into the wide and long main aisle (almost the size of a street) and notice a guy coming towards me on a bike. I started stepping into his path, but then wait for him to pass. I think I am also aware of my eyesight and how it is not that good. I have found the beer aisle now, which seems to be mostly six packs of cans in cardboard boxes. Nothing really looks that appealing. One says ĎFinally Harvest Timeí and has a graphic of a moon and the silhouette of a person. I think that canít be that good either. Now, I am by some food products and wonder if I should just grocery shop while I am here. I donít have a basket, but I can carry a few things. I am looking at the breads, thinking about what I would use them for. There is one that looks like four large pretzel rolls. I then notice the same package in someoneís cart, and the bottoms of the rolls look slightly burned. At the end of the aisle now, I see a large, circular, plastic container of frozen chicken tenders. There seems to be three groups, each arranged around a thing of sauce? The label indicates that it is a Phil Lesh brand, which I think is cool. I pick it up, contemplating getting it, but put it back because itís really big. Then, I hear Phil himself over the intercom, saying that itís my last chance if I was thinking about getting those. His voice is calm and monotonous, which makes it sort of humorous.
    14. Friday, December 20

      by , 12-23-2019 at 07:36 PM
      Melissaís mom has died. I think she went into the hospital for something simple and then did not make it out. Right now, I am seeing Melissa, Alex, and their dad walking along a snow covered hill. It just doesnít look or feel right, and it is hard to fathom that this is how itís going to look now. Now, I am in their house. Carlos is on the couch; he turns his head and I think that he looks pretty rough.
      Tags: dead, death, dying, snow
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    15. Thursday, December 19

      by , 12-20-2019 at 07:46 AM
      I am at work, I think with a male coworker. We are watching cameras when I notice a group (maybe 4+, mostly girls?, probably in their late teens) upstairs on the main aisle by the Leviís. I notice one girl in particular; she is holding a few shirts still on their hangers. I zoom in and incredulously remember her, as I tell the guy here, from a dream. I tell him Iím having a deja vu and know which of the shirts she is going to steal because I have seen it already in a dream. I think sheís wearing camo and so is the shirt.
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