This is the dream that with slight variations has been repeated for years. These are dreams that are classified as anxiety dreams. Last night, the dream began with the fact that I was again accused by the authorities in Cuba of doing something against the government. I could not remember doing anything . Supposedly according to the dream, I should stay six months in prison and then I was worried about losing my job here in America. Some nurses were trying to examine me and I began arguing about the lack of rights in Cuba. At that point I woke up. This is a non lucid dream that has been repeated many times with slight variations. In spite of having been repeated so many times I have never become ludid in them.
I had the ability to travel back and forth in time and I was in a medieval time period. I was with a group of stage performers and we were practicing acrobatic tricks with dynamic rope like bungie cords. Some of these performers had traveled to the present with me, and they were all fans of Diet Mountain Dew. Even within the dream I thought that it was hilarious that I would sneak back (forward?) into the present to run to a convenience store and bring back soda. One of the DCs said that it tasted like orange juice with chocolate in it so we argued about that. I also thought about how I preferred the medieval time period even though it lacked modern conveniences like running water. The people were dressed in orange and brown and the mountain dew bottle was bright green, so I know that this dream was in color. The medieval dream was immediately followed by some sort of end-of-the-world scenario in which I was with my Mom and Dad. There was a suggestion that I could time travel in this dream as well. We somehow knew or suspected a major attack or a natural disaster. There was a lot of cheese in the freezer and I was annoyed that we had bought so much because I wasn't sure that it would stay good. I wanted to buy refried beans in a pop-top container that wouldn't require a can opener. I think this was in case I went back to medieval times. I ran some errands and came back with a martini. This irritated Mom. [in retrospect it was probably because I didn't bring her one as well] In an unrelated dream which occured earlier in the night, there was some sort of reunion with my sorority sisters. I was trying to get ready to go out, but the other girls kept moving the clothes around. We were all putting our clothes together on these large racks. [in my sorority house we had large closets for our formal gowns - I think this is where this came from] Everyone else was ready and hanging out on the back porch having a good time and I couldn't find my clothes to get dressed! This is a typical anxiety dream for me. I wasn't anxious about being naked or in my underwear; I was anxious about trying to do something or go somewhere and not being able to complete the task. I had several other dreams that I just remember images from. Something about going to the top of a skyscraper was one of them. No nightmares. If I had written in my journal in the middle of the night I would have captured more.
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