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    1. Saturday, June 10

      by , 08-19-2023 at 09:02 PM
      I’m with Makayla? and Melissa, going to get a haircut. I think we’re scheduled one after the other. I think Melissa has just gone; I see her sitting in the chair in front of the mirror with shoulder length hair that looks lighter in color and volume. She is smiling a genuine smile. It is my turn now, but I’m not going to. I’m growing my hair out, so I don’t know why I’d erase all the progress I’ve made so far. I think they might trim my beard, but I know I can do that myself. There’s a sense of disappointment, like the haircut was mandatory, but I stick to my guns. I briefly see my hair in a mirror and feel it (it’s about the length it really is now).
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    2. Thursday, June 8

      by , 08-19-2023 at 09:01 PM
      Kevin is going to come over for the first time in a long while. I think I’m with Melissa, in our house (this house feels similar in ways but also like it’s in a different town, a small one a good ways out of Reno). I think he must’ve said he’s coming at 7 because I look at my phone and think that he’s late when I see 7:10. I know it’s not all that late, and then he shows up. Stella and Maggie bark when he comes in but then get over it very quickly and impressively for someone they’ve never met. We are outside (the yard feels large and open, I think without a fence, and we’re on some gravel right now). Kevin stands and talks at length about something. He’s wearing a hat and sunglasses - I think that the glasses are unnecessary in the twilight. I get a glimpse of red eyes and large pupils, confirming my suspicion of him being high on something. Now I’m walking through the neighborhood (it reminds me of Opa’s) to another house. This house stands out with its modern décor of white with black accents. There’s a wrap-around porch in the front and some openings where you can see into its kitchen. We do go inside and grab a rug and some ‘designer’ firewood that matches the theme - we’re allowed by someone to do this. The logs have artificial black edges. Back at our house, we switch out the rug. This new one is a brighter tan and I don’t like it nearly as much, though I think Melissa does. Kevin is gone at this point, but Dad is here, and he’s made me a Ziploc of seasoned steaks to send with him.
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    3. Wednesday, June 7

      by , 08-19-2023 at 09:00 PM
      I’m rolling a cart of Fiction out into the store. The store seems fairly crowded. I put the cart in my usual spot and get ready to start shelving when a younger middle aged, paunchy man in a slightly grimy gray t-shirt starts grabbing off the cart. I notice two of the authors are Brad Thor and Jack Higgins. The Brad Thor mass market that he grabs is pretty beat up but still has a new $6.99 sticker on it. I mention that that’s definitely not new. I grab another copy of the same book and it falls apart at a crease in the spine. The man only speaks to me a few times, and they’re all gruff, things like “Yeah. I want that.”


      (fragment) I’m somewhere with Melissa, and we have a very full recycling bin. There are a couple of low, folding beach chairs on top, I don’t know why. (*This one makes me remember that we didn’t put the bins out last night).
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    4. Monday, June 5

      by , 08-19-2023 at 09:00 PM
      I am rock climbing with Danielle. I think we’ve just summited and now we have to get down. We stand on the edge, a little area of soil and some small plant growth among the stone, and Danielle seems afraid. I think that we didn’t take into account the descent (which, thinking of it, involved downclimbing that I don’t feel prepared for).



      I am in some room with Melissa. I think it’s called an ‘exploration room’ or something similar. I think we pay to be in here for an hour or so. It seems similar to a massage room - dim lighting and an air of relaxation, except there are two full sized beds. There’s a man and two unfamiliar women our age here. We’re going to have sexual contact of some sort with them. Looking at the girls, I don’t feel any sexual attraction, but there is an air of relaxed acceptance. The man (who I now think is Teddy from work, though it doesn’t exactly look like him) reclines on the bed and Melissa and the other two girls crawl up to him. They pull down his jeans and begin going down on him. I’m off to the side a bit but reach my hand in and cup his warm scrotum. His penis is very stiff but skinny and only about four inches or so. After just a short amount of time, he comes. It gets all over, including on one of the girl’s face. Now, I’m under the impression that it’ll be my turn. I recline eagerly onto the other bed, but no one comes over to me. Maggie is here and there is something about her interacting with a cat at the sliding door that I guess disrupts the mood.
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    5. Saturday, June 3

      by , 08-19-2023 at 08:59 PM
      I am walking through a ‘neighborhood’. I think I begin to realize that it’s not really a neighborhood, as there are many styles of houses without any separation. It feels endless; with every corner turned there are just more streets, more corners, more houses. Some of these houses seem pretty large. I get a glimpse in one with all white walls that looks to have an open space two stories high. A lot of the architecture here is atypical - mostly the proportions just look funky.



      I’m in some building, what feels like a second story bedroom in an antique house. There are a couple others here around my age (they seem familiar in the dream, but I don’t think it’s anyone I know). I’m showing them how to play a game that consists of throwing red dots? onto a bird tilted slightly back. I think the next person has to throw theirs on the same spot. They’re not paying attention that well.
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    6. Thursday, June 1

      by , 08-19-2023 at 08:58 PM
      I am in a house with Zoe. A man approaches the door, and Zoe takes it as a threat. More serious than I’ve ever seen her, she draws a handgun and approaches the door, pistol held down with straight arms. I think there is a brief interaction, and then I see that he has some kind of rifle. They don’t reach an amicable decision and instead begin firing at each other. Each shoots many rounds; the exchange seems it should be way more deadly given the separation of only a few feet and a screen door. I see Stella outside the door and go get involved. The gunshots are very quiet and I can just about see the bullets move through the air. Some even hit Stella, and she seems unaffected. The man is now on the ground, face up, and now I shoot him. I shoot him multiple times in the face. Each shot causes a small gore, yet he continues slowly talking, taunting. I become exasperated and finally after a few more bullets, he quiets.
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    7. Monday, May 29

      by , 08-19-2023 at 08:57 PM
      I’m at an airport, trying to find a certain terminal. I think I’m trying to get to Melissa and/or she’s somewhere else here at the airport. It feels like the airport at home, but slightly different. It has the long and low layout. I’m in one building now and have to get to the other across the way and they look separated with tarmac and/or railroad track. I get to the end of this building and don’t understand how I’m supposed to get over there. There is a shuttle running, but it seems to be going in the wrong direction. Everyone else here seems calm and like they know what they’re doing.
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    8. Sunday, May 21

      by , 08-19-2023 at 08:57 PM
      I’m walking through a neighborhood that looks slightly similar to Dad’s (and maybe vaguely familiar to another dream). I’m walking behind the houses on what is either a pathway or just some open space. This row of houses is on a slope, what feels like 30-45°, with the slope diagonal with the line of houses, not front to back. At times I traverse over a fence or whatever else is in my way. I end up looking at the fences, some wood and some chain link, most in need of repair. In fact, the owner of the one I’m looking at, a younger woman, comes out to talk to me. It’s not confrontational at all; she starts showing me pegs in a line of manufactured holes ¾ of the way up the wooden fence. She shows me how arranging 1-2 of the pegs in a hole causes dirt from behind to come out. Now, a younger and darker skinned man appears on the trail. I feel like he is a fence salesman and I hope he doesn’t come over here. The lady and I are now outside the open garage of her house. There are some things on the ground, but it’s tidy overall. I think my house is two to the right. We continue talking and I glance down, noticing that she is wearing only panties and a shirt. I walk over a few houses now and Makayla is outside this one. Right away she shoves a piece of something she’s holding into my mouth - a strawberry and vanilla flavored cookie with corresponding ice cream.
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    9. Saturday, April 22

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:49 AM
      I am going to meet someone off Facebook Marketplace for a toothbrush. I drive to what looks like behind the dentist and dollar store on N. Hills Blvd and then turn right onto a dirt road. There are a few dirt roads back here (where a neighborhood is in real life). After traveling slightly uphill for a few minutes, I end up in a parking lot. There’s a maroon van waiting; I see multiple faces (a family) and know this must be the person. Pulling up next to it, I roll down my window … do the same. She, a middle aged Hispanic woman, holds out the toothbrush and some money with a smile. I take the toothbrush but not the money. I tell them I can’t take their money for this.
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    10. Thursday, April 20

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:48 AM
      I am staying in some hotel. There is a main bedroom and a smaller one as well as a bathroom or two. The walls are an older style of wood paneling. In the smaller bedroom, there are kids clothes in the closet and other things about, as if someone’s just cleared the visible areas. I now realize that I’m staying in someone’s house. I call Melissa and tell her this. I also end up talking to the owner - she seems like a middle aged, single mom with a kid of 5 or so. She’s said that he’s just going to do one activity and then the room will be all clean. She is nice and genuine, so I feel bad about staying here. I’m now looking at the view of the horizon from here. There are rocky peaks in the distance and beautiful green land in the foreground. A glowing, orange sunset makes for an inspiring scene. I tell her it reminds me of Frenchmans back home.


      I’m walking through New York City, trying to find a restaurant. I’m in what feels like a really long indoor strip mall. I get glimpses of the city street outside and end up walking through all of it more than once.
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    11. Tuesday, April 18

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:46 AM
      Brittney is showing me and Melissa her new apartment/house - I forget which she refers to it as. It looks more like an apartment complex, though maybe only one level. She has a neighbor to the right, the front doors right next to each other. I have a dog bone? and for some reason think it belongs to this neighbor. Trying the door and finding it unlocked, I quickly open it, set the bone inside, and close it. It was dark in there but I also think someone was in there, at a desk facing the wall. We go into Brittney’s now. I think she’s referred to it as a one bedroom, and it is. It is just a white, square room. It has … and two large beds, each in a corner to the left. I don’t notice a kitchen or a bathroom.
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    12. Monday, April 17

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:46 AM
      I’m on what seems to be a trip with my coworkers. The building we’re in doesn’t seem like a hotel, but more like a hostel or large house. I am going to have to share a bed with Jessica and Brad, not by choice, but by design. Right now, it feels late and like I can’t sleep. I start walking around and notice a faint glow to the lighting, like it might be very early morning. I decide to just take a shower and get ready for the day, thinking about how the shower situation will probably be backed up. (This next part may be part of the same dream, or a different one). I’m looking for a place to take a shower and end up in what looks like a very plain theater (stone walls and steps and no adornments). Some lady tells me there are showers up at the top and I’ll just have to use it in front of everyone and that we’ll become close if we already aren’t. I picture myself naked, showering up there.
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    13. Sunday, April 16

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:45 AM
      I am outside somewhere - outdoor seating at a restaurant? - with some unfamiliar adults and C.J. Box (he doesn’t look like he does in real life). There is going to be an author event at work with him. He has a calm demeanor and is very laid-back and down to earth. Melissa is here too. He asks how much I read, to which I reply with a chuckle and a “a lot.” Melissa adds that I come home and “[something as a term for burning through books]”, miming me opening a book for humorous effect. He chuckles. Now, him and I are in the backyard of a house. It seems very … we’re sitting on a picnic style table, for … my dogs are here (they don’t look the same?). I ask him if he reads or writes more.
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    14. Sunday, April 9

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:44 AM
      I am in some bathroom, sweeping its floor. There are a ton of yellow pollen. There is a mat on the floor and some are getting swept under it, causing a bigger problem. I don’t know how I’m going to get rid of all of this.
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    15. Thursday, April 6

      by , 05-20-2023 at 03:42 AM
      I’m at Dad’s house. There was also a scene (in this dream, before this?) of it being very snowy and me trying to find my way here by walking. I was with Alex and Sierra. In this house, I check out the rooms, amazed by how different they are from what they were. There is hardwood floor (as if there wasn’t already), painted walls - a light blue in one bedroom - and shutters on the windows. I open the door to what was Makayla’s room. There are two younger boys, brothers?, on the small bed. Another bedroom, not even the master, has a bathroom complete with a closet and laundry area where there are three new looking, silver units. In this room is a teenage boy.
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