Just Another Dream Journal

When I went back to sleep from 1:30-3:30PM, I had a very detailed dream.
I was in my hubby's yard. Rocky (the dog) had gotten loose, but he was just sitting in the yard. I sadly wished he would run off and find a new home or get hit by a car and die because he has such a sad, boring life with us. But he just happily wagged his tail, enjoying his few moments off his chain.
I was having a hard time getting into hubby's house (I don't have a key IRL- hubby uses the garage as his door to inside). I eventually got in and all the kids (my youngest daughter and her friends) were in their old bedroom, smoking. I thought about telling them to quit because hubby would smell it and throw a fit, but there was a knock on the door.

I went to answer and there was my son Myles and my bestfriend from my old Congregation with her young son. I'm disfellowshipped though, so we can't socialize IRL, but she can help and relay messages and such. So she told me she picked him up from school because he tore up his knee. Myles said something to her. She said he couldn't go to school tomorrow and I said there was no school to which she told Myles he got what he wanted then.
I smiled and said "Yeah, he gets to stay in town and play Everquest." She told him she'd keep in touch and as she walked away, I told her we had no home phone. She said she'd just drop in then as was convenient. I said sure, but then I remembered my cellphone.

They were walking the long way around the house to avoid Rocky. I raced to my car for one last look at her, thinking she must have my number. I got into my own car as a cover for my stalking lol. She drove off and I was sad from missing her. She and her son never got very close to me, so I didn't get a clear enough look at them in the dream.

>> a very strange dream. I've been feeling sadly nostalgic lately- but about my stripper days. Strange how I would dream about my Congregation instead of the Pole (the only thing I liked about stripping).
The rest of the dream, though came from:
My daughter and her friends have been smoking so much, the house is foggy.
I couldn't get ahold of my hubby the other night and I worried something had happened to him and I had no way of checking on him.
Myles would love to play EQ2 and I've been overdosing on the game lately.
Oh, and the male dogs really do have a boring, miserable life. I wish I could find someone to adopt them.

I had a lot of dreams this morning, but only one really stands out.

I dreamed I was at the Farm, scolding my children for the mess they made of the house. I told them to start cleaning, that Myles and Destinee were coming home with me. All the kids complained but they got to work. There were a bunch of animals in the house. One of the cats had kittens and one of the kittens bit the hand of my oldest boy and held on.
I was on the porch looking inside, and I saw my son rip the kitten from his hand and throw it at the wall. I asked him what the hell was wrong with him, and I started crying in the dream so hard and I was so furious that it woke me up.

>> I had that dream, in part, because I went to the Farm at around 2AM to bring my boys food. The house wasn't a disaster area, as in the dream, but it could have been better and I was slightly annoyed. And my dog, Cocoa, loves my oldest boy so much, I thought about leaving her up there for him. But she's get eaten by bigger, wilder dogs so I didn't even mention it. But my son lamented about how much he wanted he cat up there with him. He does so every time I go up, and every time I tell him no. The cats all live outside now because they like crapping everywhere but their litter box. And their favorite spot at the Farm was always behind the furnace, which is almost impossible to clean behind. Plus, one of the females is pregnant and I wondered where she was. All of those things ran through my mind just a couple hours before I fell asleep.
But, I don't know what triggered the violence and emotions in the dream. My son loves animals (especially cats) and would never harm one in such a way.

Thankfully, I don't recall much from last nights dreams.

I woke my daughter up at 5:30AM instead of 6:15. I just could not stay up any longer. I fell right to sleep then woke up at 8AM from a disturbing dream and freezing.
All I recall is being some different different woman. At my feet was a man the woman loved. He appeared to be dead or unconscious. There was a little bit of blood on his forehead.
There was then something around the top of his head and 2 drill-type things bored into his ears. I panicked, sure he was still alive and screaming for help. But then the thing on his head "moved" so that it was as if a vice on either side of his cheeks and it tightened until his head was flattened. I watched, in horror, as it tightened, but thankfully the vice was in such a position that I didn't actually see his head be crushed.

I woke up, took a hot bath, then went back to bed until noon. I woke up from some more disturbing dreams, but I don't remember those at all.

What is with me and disturbing dreams lately?

I don't remember a lot about last nights dreams, but I'll never forget the scenes from what I do recall.

For some reason, I was trying to break into a secret lab. It looked, for the most part, like a regular house... only it was very high up and it had a large porch. The porch was booby-trapped. I wondered how I was going to climb up without setting everything off, then concluded I could just fly up. So I did, carefully avoiding all the traps and alarms.
I went to the door which had an electrically high-tech entrance pad. I ran my hand over it and blue light shone softly from my palm. The door opened. In a small room just to the right of the door were containers filled with fetuses in various stages of development. On shelves were dead babies. Many of them were highly deformed and a lot of them had what looked like charred skin.
I quickly left but later met up with someone and called them out on their "secret ingredient" for some medicine or perfume or something.

In another dream, I was in an electronics store with my mom. When we walked past game systems (almost like an arcade), I would touch them and they turned on.

I also dreamed something about the Motor Coach, but I've forgotten it.

I don't recall how the dream started, but several people and I were outside somewhere. There were tall buildings in the distance, we were on a hill and thick fog was rolling in. A lot of people were scared but I explained to them that we were dreaming. Some guy asked why we just don't let ourselves be killed then. I told him that we would wake up and lose the dream as well as the experience forever lol
So I told them all something along the lines of:
'If you die, you'll wake up. Certain things will make you slowly lose lucidity: Flying too high, fighting too long and using too many powers if you have them. So take as many breaks as you need to stay in the dream.'
Some monster on a horse rode by carrying a victim behind him. I stared at the horse as it rode by, then it turned around and stopped in front of me. The monster (?) ran off or something. I calmed the horse while someone else helped the woman down.
I don't remember anything after that, though the dream continued for awhile.

At some point, I dreamed of being stranded in a large body of water with other people. I recall several people died, but that's it. All I really know is it was an unpleasant dream.

Then I had an all out bad dream that my hubby was sick of giving me so much money, so he was divorcing me. There was a long, involved story that brought in cops and lawyers but I've forgotten the details. I woke up near tears from that one.

That's it...

I just woke up from a nap. I only recall snippets because the girls were carrying on and I woke too quickly.

In one snippet, CPS was bothering me again because I had a 19 year old unsupervised at the Farm. I was highly annoyed and asked my hubby "I thought at 18 I could kick the kids out if I wanted to. What is THIS?" He said they must have made an announcement when everyone was sleeping.

I dreamed of a large house and the owner had a chawawa a lot like mine. There was a turd in the toilet and the bathroom floor was somewhat flooded. Out in a large garage connected to the house, I and some others, ate ice shards of different colors and flavors. Then they became popcicles and there was also some individual containers of neopolatin (SP!) icecream. People were preparing for a huge banquet.

In another snippet, there was a tiny bird in the cage with my cockatiels. It was like a hummingbird, so I wanted to put it some place safer.

I was in some place with a public restroom. The floor was flooded and the stalls were nasty. One toilet was *almost* like a mans urinal but it was up high and there were sheets to cover the toilet for sanitation. I tried to pee but couldn't reach it.

In another dream, I was telling 2 of my childhood friends- Theresa's sisters- about my pregnancy dream.

In the garage dream, I think, I was messing with strange plastic things which were packaging for something my hubby had bought. I asked if he wanted them because they looked useful. The bottom was rectangular with six pocks in it for holding the items. But on ridges between the pocks were thin metal rods with springs over them (like in a pen) and overtop those was a strange hollowed out screwdriver. A plastic "hood" went over each screwdriver to keep it in place. I was frustrated because I kept trying to place a hood back over one of them but it wouldn't snap into place properly.

That's it I think.

That's basically all I recall from last nights dreams though there were other dreams.
I was pregnant in one of the dreams. My belly was perfectly sized and the baby was huge. Whenever he moved it was as if an alien was just beneath the skin of my lower stomach. The dream changed and I pregnant with 3 babies. A JW couple had me inseminated and I carried their baby as if it were a twin to mine. But a childhood friend, Theresa needed someone to carry her baby too, so it was added to my upper left side. I was worried about that baby the most because it wasn't in a womb and it was tiny.

I had to go in for an examination but I kept trying to put it off because every time I went in over a false alarm, the more dangerous it was for the babies. I kept asking them to be born all at the same time, nice and healthy, but "I" became pregnant well in advance of the two inserted in me. I worried they would die when I had my baby.
I had an intense urge to bear down, but I kept ignoring it.

At one point, the JW woman felt the babies kick and move around and she was absolutely delighted.

At some point, the dream evolved and I was in a large school. The JW husband was a teacher and I realized all the students and teachers were Jehovah's Witnesses. I was thrilled, but I still felt out of place and as if I didn't belong. I spoke to the husband about wanting the babies to hurry up and be born and he laughed. I tried finding a seat in one of the classrooms but something always went wrong (the isles were too narrow or stuff was in my way).

That's it.

>>The first dream was mostly the result of more gas I'm not sure why the symbolism played out as it did though. Why did I worry more about the other babies?
>>>The evolved dream is about my desire to return to the Kingdom Hall but not feeling ready.

I only remember a tiny fragment of dream.
I ate a whole bunch of berries and at some point later in the dream, the left side of my stomach slit open and the berries started falling out. I applied pressure to the wound then went off in search of a Dr. Later in the dream, I looked down to where the injury had been and the skin was mostly healed over. But if I moved my hand across the skin a certain way, the wound would start to split again and I realized I still needed stitches.

I woke up with pain in my left side lol I've been eating wayyyy too much broccoli and cheese which = gasious distress

I had some weird dreams this morning.
In one, I was shopping and saw one of the Elders from the Kingdom Hall from behind. I approached him, but the dream ended before I reached him.
In another dream, I was flying and I wanted to spin. I LOVE spinning in dreams, but I've always done it in the past on skates or by foot period. In this dream, I flew up high and started twirling and when I reached the ground I swung one leg back then forward to spin and I spun very quickly. I did that a few times before I got it right.

In yet another dream, I was some guy living in a house in the woods. I don't recall the whole story, but a flash flood picked up the house and started carrying it down hill. I was terrified it would go over the edge down a cliff, but the water followed the dirt road all the way into town. I talked to my family the whole time, reassuring them. When we got into town, the house became a manageable size and I carried it on my back. I still spoke with my family. At some point, the dream revealed that I had actually murdered my family and I was locked away in a hospital completely insane and only "dreaming" about the flood and carrying my house.

I had an absolutely epic dream earlier. But I'm rushed for time, so I'll do it no justice.

At first, I was in a type of quarintine (SP!) The planet was dying and we were in some sort of enormous biosphere. One area had a smaller machine in it which was a sort of beacon that could carry only a couple of people. I kept trying to access it, but one area was much too small for me to get my hands on.
So the dream changed and I was swimming in an ocean. A fish bit me. He looked strange and the bite hurt. But I didn't hold it against him and gently removed him from my hand. Then I held him in my cupped hand and swam him back out into the water. But as I caught a wave he said "Weeee!" So I kept repeating it and I made a best friend.

We were swimming under water and some of the areas were brightly red. I asked him about it and he acted as if I was the stupid lifeform ever. They were lava flows

I took him back to the general area with me per his insistence. I felt badly because he was dying. I ran from body of water to tubs of water then finally to the area of the machine I couldn't access. I set him inside of it and it was some sort of flying "ship". Using it, the fish accessed a control panel which opened a vacuumed door to another room which was flooded with water. I watched on a video feed as he indicated a plug that needed to go into the wall. He did something else that drained the room.

I ran in to plug it in, but others rushed me. They didn't want access to the outside world.
I placed the fish in a tub but he eventually died and I was heartbroken.

Can't remember how the dream progressed, but I eventually got to the machine and disabled the biosphere. The children who grew up in the biosphere all went a little wild when they were allowed into the outside world.
"I" tackled some guys on a vehicle so I could have it and at one time, the dream reversed which showed me why I did it. They were drug runners working for some cops who were moving drug laced food products from a local restaurant.

At some point, I was told I was pregnant and I was confused because I didn't remember having sex. There was a priest there who kept giving me a hard time and when I questioned his teachings he asked "You're not one of those Jehovah's Catholic Witnesses are you." I was perplexed and said "There's no Catholic in it."

Toward the end of the dream, I was walking outside with a guy and looking at the sky. It was very cloudy but there were "tracks" or light in the sky which were breathtaking. I told the guy to forgive my ignorance, that I wasn't feeling well and I asked what they were. It was the natural sky, but I don't recall what caused it. I was near tears at the beauty of it.

Then I was hiding from the drug cops in a bathroom. There was another me who had to hide in the closet. Then I woke up.

I just woke up very quickly from a 3 hour "nap".
I only remember bits of the dream/s.

In one part, I was in some sort of office. I tried thinking up the term a lot of people use when saying Pot often leads to heavier drugs. I kept thinking stair or stairway but I knew it was wrong [as soon as I woke up, "Gateway" popped into my head lol]. There were books on a desk, so I tried looking up info on Pot to see if it would use the term. It looked like all the books had water damage and when the owner of the desk returned she said they would be of no use, took a book from my hands and set it on top of the others.
All the women from the office were cackling about a trip they had taken and one woman said the people of Texas no longer use hitches and horses, but big rigs and trucks [ ] She commented that it wasn't such a relaxing place now-a-days.
Then the owner of the desk wanted to show me a slide. She held it with tweezers. The critters looked like spiders with human faces, but the slide kept waving and I couldn't get a good look. I took the tweezers and slide from the woman. I tried to hold it the same way, but the tweezers kept slipping until they obscured the image completely and the woman snatched them both back saying the slide wasn't being protected at all the way I was doing it.

Then the dream changed and I was at an older house. I kept wondering if I should tell my hubby about my secret escape route [since I was a little kid, there's always been a "tube" in the bathroom closet- or the toilet's tube once the toilet was removed- that I shimmy down into a basement in order to escape nightmare elements]. I worried that I was getting fatter and might get stuck one day and he'd have to rescue me lol.
I decided to keep the secret though.
Sometime before those thoughts, I was driving through town and a cop escorted me back to the house. CPS was with him. They asked about my son and I stated worries about him and his future because he didn't have an ID card. They gave me a hard time about it and I ranted about current requirements. Then someone asked a weird question such as "does the owner of blood have to ask for permission to use it or does owning it entitle certain rights". I didn't know what the heck point the person was trying to make and still don't lol

[hubby needs me to try to start my car before dark... finish this later]

Okay... then we went to the backyard. There were cages filled with rabbits and rabbits running around freely. There were also a bunch of cats. I felt guilty because I had forgotten about them and I was surprised to see so many of them were still alive and looking relatively healthy. But there were a few dead ones here and there too Then the CPS worker and cop started ripping into me, saying how this and that needed to be cleaned. The cop had peeked in through a window and saw that a bedroom was messy, so he criticized that as well.
As we were leaving the woman said something and I told her I didn't even know if my hubby would sell the house lol. I said I didn't know if she misunderstood or if I mis-spoke and she laid the blame on me.

At some point in one of the dreams, I found our cat Tiny dead and clutching a rose to her chest. I thought one of the Trailer Park girls must have placed the rose there

During another dream, I was helping someone accompany an older woman across a street. I was supposed to get the elders back as we carried her. Then the woman I was helping became suddenly tired and asked if I had her. I did, so the woman left and I carried the elder to the house sort of crab walking across the street with the elder sitting on my knees and thighs. She was very heavy and when I got to the house, I collapsed on a bed that was in the general sitting room. The bed had a scale on it and everyone wanted to see how much the elder and I weighed. I didn't want to, but they weighed us anyhow and the bed sort of bounced us around because it was on lifts that went up and down but also side to side. The women were making the bed do that because they were very pleased to see how fat I had gotten. Together, the elder and I weighed 388 pounds.
I was very embarrassed. All of a sudden, the perimeter alarm started paging me. I thought the elder was paging me, but she was still with me on the bed.

Then it hit me that I was dreaming. I woke up quickly, thinking my hubby was paging me. It's right beside my bed, so I paged him back but got no reply. I rushed outside to see if he was on his way over or at my car, but all was quiet. I went back inside and checked my computer and his gmail status was orange.
I dreamed the entire bit about the alarm lol

Strange dream...
I dreamed I was going to see my p-doc and my hubby was actually going to accompany me to have some questions answered and to be reassured about my treatment. We get to the waiting room and it's full of people. There are also cops there. Time was dragging on and hubby was getting very impatient. His face and ears were turning red so I knew he was about to lose his temper and storm out of the office.
Eventually, my pdoc came out to apologize for the delay and to tell us about his emergency patient. He told us everything about the mans diagnosis lol. As I sat there, I wondered why he was breaking doctor/patient confidentiality.
My appointment was canceled. In the parking lot, in between 2 trucks, hubby briefly had sex with me He got into his car, I got into mine, and as I drove off the dream changed.

I was running away [I've been having a LOT of short dreams about running away to areas around or in Michigan (that doesn't sound right, can't remember the area now)]. I was running out of gas though. It was winter outside and I was very cold and I knew if I ran out of gas and had no heat that I would die. Then I remembered hubby had a vehicle that was overflowing with gas; I just had to find a giant straw to suck it into a container so I could transfer it.
Then I woke up.

>> The first dream was about possessiveness. Hubby dislikes my seeing a pdoc and being on meds. He's become greatly tolerant over the years though, so why the dream comes NOW is beyond me.... other than the fact that I see my pdoc today and hubby and I spoke about my pdoc going on vacation last night before bed. I'm also about to have my monthly "visitor" which puts my libido in overdrive lol

>> I noticed gas prices went up 20 cents yesterday, which accounts for the gas part of the second dream. I was also freezing, so I dreamed it was winter

I've had my "sleeping sickness" again today. The last time I slept (from about 2-5PM) I had an amazing dream. It was very thorough and detailed. But as soon as I woke up, I had to pick my daughter up from a camping trip and I lost most of the details.

Here's what I remember:
I was in some Police State. Guards were patrolling everywhere. I was with a small band of freedom fighters.
At some point, we became separated. I had to walk into a jail/hospital and find someone. I seduced one of the inmates and there was a short sex scene. He followed me out and we went looking for the others.
Along the way, I came across some Everquest type houses. I accidentally entered the wrong persons house and a little chaos ensued.
We escaped. I told the guy I loved him (I knew him previously it seemed) but to find the others because I had to leave.
I had to go to another city for re-enforcements. I visualized the city, said a couple words and was teleported there. I don't recall much about what happened there.

When I got back, I found everyone at a mess hall.
No, before that, I was walking across a creek carrying some bags of sweet potatoes. There was an army with me, but I said some words and all that was with me disappeared.
The people walking near me asked who I was and what I was doing. They were sympathizers to my cause but felt it was hopeless. I said some words and the army reappeared before I concealed them again.

THEN I found the mess hall and my friends. I also ran into the guy whose house I accidentally entered. I explained to him that it was my doing and I was sorry and wanted to make amends. He wasn't pleased at all and did something to me (a curse maybe?).
I left the mess hall and I knew I NEEDED to return to the other city for help. I visualized the place and even took out a map, but I couldn't teleport. My thoughts were too confused. I then looked for my bandana which allowed me to fly, but it was missing.

THen Zone 4 and 1 followed by knocking on my door woke me up.

Last night I dreamed of my p-doc. That I saw him at a store and he had a broken arm. He was with his brother, but still having difficulty. I wanted to help but didn't because I didn't know the appropriateness of interacting outside of his office.
>> I saw p-doc with his brother at Wal-mart yesterday thus the dream.

I had another dream of being pregnant. A couple of guys could've been the father and I was upset and crying. Turned out BOTH of them with the father lol
>> Just finished reading the Land of Painted Caves which gave me that gem.

During a nap, I dreamed of going shopping. I was looking for a toy for a 6 month old baby, then realized she was just 6 weeks old and too young for toys. I bought a bottle brush. I was going to get a really long and cone shaped dusting rod so I could reach the ancient cobwebs in the corners of my room, but it was almost $13. so I wanted to find something cheaper.

As I was leaving, I ran onto someone I knew (?) and we went to another store together. The store had dim lighting. Some guy was sitting on the floor looking depressed. My friend asked if I could buy his beer and I said sure. But when he came to check out, he had a case of beer and it came to $40. I was annoyed that it was expected I pay that. I thought he had a can or a bottle. I told him I could've spared MAYBE $20. but I needed my money to buy food for my kids.
I took my money off the counter and walked away.
And there the man was, sitting despondently on the floor in a corner, cradling the case of beer he couldn't afford.

When I got outside, there was some sort of parade going on. Some of the roads were blocked. As I approached a stop sign, my car didn't want to slow and I almost went through it. There was a cop behind me and I was afraid I was about to get pulled over. But he was going toward the festivities in a hurry.

Then I arrive at some sort of apartment (?) complex with a narrow hallway and dim lighting. A housekeeper was cleaning one of the rooms I ran into to use the restroom. For some reason, I took money out of a handbag and shoved it into my mouth. Then it was stuck and I couldn't get the bills out. The maid said I had a piece hanging out the corner of my mouth and she told me to take it out. But I couldn't for the longest time and she stared at me as if I'd lost my mind lol

I was back in the hallway, heading toward my room when I midget in stripper stage clothes rushed by. I asked if a particular door now lead to her room and she said no. She just had to go in there so the girls could rip her a new one for messing up so badly. As the door opened, I saw several more midgets goofing off with sex toys.
I woke up before I could enter my room.

>>The car part came from me almost rear-ending some idiot who came to almost a complete stop suddenly when I was driving earlier today.
The duster came from me wanting to find something for my cob webs in real life.
The bottle cleaner came from me looking for one at the Dollar Tree so I could clean the inside of my birds water dispenser so I can get rid of the bowl. They have a habit of pooping in the bowl lol
I have no idea about the rest of the dream symbolism lol

I crashed at around 8:30PM and woke at around 2:40AM.
My daughter woke me several times, but I fell promptly back to sleep once she left.

I don't remember much about my dreams. Only 2 dreams linger.
In one, I was at some sort of concert. It was a little like America's Got Talent, but you weren't buzzed. The audience voted.
There was a high staircase and some man came out singing. He was foreign and people complained they couldn't understand him. I've always been able to understand almost anyone IRL so people saying that annoys me ("if I can, why can't they" sort of thing). So I followed behind him, singing behind him. I don't remember the song, but I do know it's something my brain made up then and there. We didn't sound half bad and I was only mortified a couple of times. I don't handle the "spot light" well, but it happened so quickly, I didn't really have time to think about it or process anything.
Afterward a few people said they wanted to take my picture. I got several thumb-ups. It was a really "feel good" sort of dream.

The other dreams theme was stress lol. I was at my grams house which was also part of an airport lol. I kept searching her house, looking for a bottle of Coke but I couldn't find any. At one point, I saw 2 bottles on her dresser. They were sweating and looked SO good lol, but I didn't even ask her about those because they looked like they were set aside to keep people away from them.
I then looked for ANYTHING to drink, but couldn't find anything. I finally asked grams if there was anything in the house to drink. She said I could get water from the dispenser on the fridge. I thought "no thanks. It always tastes like metal".

Then I started packing and carrying stuff up to the attic for the luggage transport to pick up. A lot of stuff was packed into boxes and the bottom almost opened on one of them. I wondered if I should tape it up, then I thought the luggage people would do so.
Then I realized I never packed any of my clothes which were strewn across the bathroom floor. In a panic, I started boxing up everything.
I saw my hubby some time later and he asked me what I was going to do the rest of the day. Apparently, our hotel (lol) was paid for for another day. I breathed a sigh of relief that I could pack for another day.

At some point, CuddleBug showed up in the dream, as did some other animal. I worried about leaving them behind.

That's it.