dream fragment

Preface:
I attempted to go to sleep early, around 10pm. I have been planning all sorts of things (birthdays and other outings and such) for others so I have been mentally exhausted. I had a relatively easy time going to sleep, but when I woke up, I felt like I had been up all night.


DR 1
Feeling of being in a crowd of people, mostly men. We were in a dark, kind of smoky club looking place. Not cigarette smoke, but the smoke that comes from dance clubs. We were going to leave this place to go out to a restaurant/bar. There were a lot of dark figures moving around. There was a lot of laughing and shouting going on. I was just standing among them, quietly watching. I awoke, feeling as if I had been awake the whole night. I expected to still be in the venue.

Preface:
Lack of sleep the whole week. After Easter I have been cleaning and focused on getting some extra things done around the house. As a result, I have been sleeping a lot later 11pm ish.

DR 1

I was in a bar/restaurant. I was with two other people that I don't know. I went to the bar and ordered Sambuca. (I have not tasted Sambuca in years, so this was a surprise.) During the course of the dream I frequented the bar, ordering 3 total after going to a dimly lit room (empty dance floor?).


DR 2
I was with a man. We were trying to escape something or someone. We could see the second floor of a loft from where we were standing. We saw a ladder and thought we could use it to get to the second floor.
The guy started climbing first and I helped him up. (Weird, because I am a lady and ladies are supposed to go first!!) When it was time to go up, I noticed the wooden ladder was kind of weak and seemed like it would break soon. I evenly spread my weight on both sides as I climbed. I almost reached the top when the ladder broke. It broke, but not before I could grab on to two thick wooden pegs at the base of the loft floor. So I'm dangling. I realize I am wearing heels, (pink ones) and I kick them off one by one. First, I try swinging my body and gaining momentum to make it up. That doesn't work. I finally just pull myself up and bring my right foot onto one of the pegs to climb up. The guy I helped never helps me. I make it up by myself. I wake up exhausted.

Preface:
Took Benadryl (OTC allergy meds) for an allergic reaction before sleeping. As a result I have not been able to recall my dreams very well at all.

I dreams that I was about to shower. I had taken all of my clothes off. I looked down, and my breasts had shriveled up. They were lifeless and wrinkled. I was shocked and woke myself up. In real life my breasts are a full 36D cup, so needless to say, I panicked.

Preface:
Took Benadryl (allergy med) because I ate something that was making my face and ears itchy. I also lit some incense to make myself feel more comfortable, so that I could fall asleep.

I am in a house with my sister. We are packing, moving and throwing stuff away. A lot of our belongings are in piles in the middle of the rooms. Broken furniture makes up most of it. In real life, we are always concerned about leaving the doors opened or unlocked because we've had a burglary in the past. In the dream, when I walked in I didn't even bother closing the door behind me. My sister didn't care about it either and made a remark, something like,, "I don't care what happens to this stuff". I walked around the house and I could see that many of the rooms were organized in the same way: small boxes and belongings against the wall, and trash piled in the center of the rooms. I can't find my jeans in all this mess, so I ask my sister if she wants to go to Burlington (shopping) with me. She is not turned on by the idea and tells me she doesn't want to go. I leave without her.

From my house, I walk outside the door and I am in some kind of shopping community, which ends up getting darker and becoming a mall. I am trying to get to a clothing store I like, but there is a crowd. There are two girls in front of me. Both of them are shorter than me and they are taking their time walking. They go into the same store I am trying to get to and I am annoyed. I find a denim jumpsuit that I think is cute, but I don't take it off the rack. I see another that is gray; I take it off the rack and say that its the wrong color, so I put it back. The girls have already reviewed my shopping rack so I keep shopping.

Fragment
I am driving on a freeway to get back to a mall. I have been there before. While I am driving, I decide to take another route or the route I think is correct. The highway turns into grass and I am at a dead end. There is a man standing there with dark hair, I think he is holding a hammer?

Notes:
I 'm a little disappointed that I have not been able to wake up in my dreams lately. I have been concentrating on my yoga practice but I think something else is missing. I can explore more through meditation.

I had the vision of a porcupine twice. I woke up between dreams

1. There was a porcupine with a lot of long, white quills. He was quite big- the size of a small dog. I wasn't really frightened.
He was sitting at the front of a door at the end of a short hallway. The door was white with a gold knob.
He looked back at me and then huddled in the corner.
He looked grumpy, so I never approached him.

2. Same dream, except this time the porcupine had no quills.

Fell into a deep sleep last night.

I was demonstrating some kind of song and dance for a group of people.

I was then driving my mom and sister to the doctor. The office was located in a shopping plaza, with a big red-orange grocery sign. It was oddly across the street from a flea market. My sister and I were excited about that, lol.
We arrived and my mom went directly into the office (I knew she was there but I never saw her go). My sister disappeared and I was arguing with a female nurse (short, dirty blonde hair, around mid 40's of age) in the waiting room, who said I couldn't wait there (?) I said, "I always wait here, I've been coming here with my mom for years". At that moment, I had memories of the many times I had visited the office with my mom, of which I never recalled before. The nurse finally calmed down, and after a frown, she gave up and let me sit there.

Suddenly I was talking to someone who looked like Quentin Tarantino. He was kind of disappointed in me, although I'm nor sure why.

This morning, early hours, I was in what seemed like a weird light sleep, with vibrations that felt comfortable. But even though it was comfortable, I felt a wave of sadness, and this feeling finally woke me up.

Looking back at this entry, I feel like I have been watching too much TV lately. Oh well, next time.