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After my last entry, I took 400 mg Caffeine, went to the store, came home and spoke to hubby on the phone for an hour, and then I fell... YEP... and then I fell right back to sleep.
For awhile, I kept waking up every few minutes and then drifting back out.

THe dream I had was a strange one. The only DC who was a real person was my Uncle Troy.
At first, I was gathering ingredients for making pizza. A local Food Lion was giving away free food samples if you had a store card, so I kept going there. I told friends and relatives about the deal, so they started showing up.
The dream somehow became my FB game City of WOnder and it was oddly and literally a layered world.
It's hard to recall the beginning part of the dream. I was gathering supplies and buying and selling things with my neighbors. I was fortifying and upgrading troops. At some point, I was climbing a wall with another person or 2 (?) and we went forward in time. All I recall is seeing a dragon on one level and warriors battling one another. I couldn't access one area, so I looked for some way down. Behind the wall were rungs and at one spot, a tunneled type section going down. I went through it and was blasted by fire. I lost a bunch of hit points lol then braced between sections which were cemented as another blast came.
I eventually made it out and back to the "real world" where I continued gathering ingredients for some pizza.
I went to family members but a few of them shunned me because of my children. This real world was layered as well and also like some huge trailer park. My Uncles children were mean to mine, so he sent them to sit in the car. But his wife treated me meanly even though I made cookies for her younger children.
Alcohol came into play somehow, but I no longer remember.

I woke up, went to the restroom, and as I type this, I can barely keep my eyes open. The feeling that I am trapped in a dream is as strong as ever. Maybe I'm finally having an emotional/mental breakdown or something lol
At any rate, most of the last dream was inspired by playing City of Wonder right before I fell to sleep. There's a new Workshop building that allows you to gather supplies from your neighbors to create "unique" buildings.
I think I may leave and walk around Wal-mart for an hour or so, so I can be sure to be awake to wake my kids up for school. If I stay home I'm just going to go right back to sleep.
How the hell is it possible to sleep as much I have been and yet still be SO tired?

Blah. I went right back to sleep after my last entry and I just woke up.

I dreamed I was at a large club. Anyone could dance on a pole if they paid the boss $4.00 But when I tried I couldn't get a movie to exit and my song "It Can't Rain all the Time" to load. Then some kids showed up and got to play on the pole and I was kind of hacked off because I really wanted to use it.
I was wearing some sort of old gown and the whole atmosphere was 1800-something.
Someone went missing and I tried to help search for them.
A friend had recently given birth and the baby was adorable (but much too small). She asked when I was going to have another kid and I said it was bound to be soon.
Then I went to the restroom and stayed there for 2 hours. There was a little girl with her mom in the bathroom. She kept trying to put on blush. I put on some foundation and other makeup but it wouldn't spread correctly and I kept trying to wipe and wash it off. When I came out, hubby was waiting and severely ticked.
Then the dream changed and my kids came into my room and were standing near my bed. They said the ran into my hubby who was worried I was sleeping so much, so he was coming over to check on me, just to make sure I was alright.
My house is dirty and I do everything to keep hubby in his house, so I woke right up lol

Now I need to go to the store.

I am sleeping incredibly too much. I took 50 mg Seroquel and 200 mg Caffeine before going before the Magistrate at 10:15 this morning.
When I got home at around 11:30 I was so stinking sleepy that I took another 200 mg Caffeine. By 12:30, I gave up and laid back down. I fell asleep right away.

My dreams started off sort of strange. I was in some sort of large garage/house, though I left several times with my ex-hubby. I was assembling a video game and was looking for pictures from nature to integrate. A lot of the images came from clouds, but I traveled islands of the world which looked more fantasy than real and I found many clues about my quest.

I was assembling all the data at the garage/house. Downstairs, some man was reclining in a chair with his head out a window. He seemed annoyed, at first, by my ex and I talking. THen 5 pitbulls got loose. They were being kept somewhere downstairs by the owner, bt a door had been left open. Ex, guy and I tried rounding them all up to put back. I was afraid of them at first, but they were giant pussycats.
The guy said he had to leave soon because the dogs were setting off his allergies. Then he wondered aloud why his own dog doesn't both him.
In some wide, open area a guy was laying down holding layers upon layers of wood paneling above his chest. The dogs were under the wood, surrounding him, laying down with him, but the weight was too much and his grip kept slipping. I thought they'd all be squashed.

Then the dream changed somewhat and as I was assembling the game (or whatever it was), I found a webpage by my 15 yo daughter. Strangers were concerned and told me to get ahold of her regarding some of the info she posted.
But then I was beside her. We spoke about her goals and she wanted to work at some particular restaurant. At first I was against it and I told her she would never be hired because she's too young to serve alcohol. But then our roles were reversed and I explained her age didn't matter because the company could have another person sell such beverages. Then I tried explaining I wouldn't be able to visit her because my license was suspended.

At some point, I was in a tunnel and a great crowd was passing. At the end, I noticed some in the crowd were holding up a coffin. THen I noticed a suspicious character and right before a bomb went off two officers shielded my ex and I.

I woke up to my phone ringing. My 15 yo was calling me I had to repeat everything I had told her in the dream lol.
My license HAS been suspended since January for failure to pay Court Fines.

I've been awake now for almost an hour and I'm still so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open. WTH? It's been like this for a couple of days now. I feel like I'm still dreaming- in fact, it feels like I'm stuck in a dream that I need to fall asleep in, in order to wake up. The world goes so slowly. I just cannot keep my eyes open.
It's actually pretty freaky.

I laid down after a bath some time after midnight and I woke (grudgingly) at 2:25AM. I slept at a bad angle with the lights on.

They were all horrible, horrible dreams.
Rabbits was the main theme as was delinquent behavior from my children.

I was living in a large house. I decided to reclaim one part of it for myself because the kids had thoroughly destroyed it and they had too much access to come and go as they pleased. The area was almost square shaped, but divided into 4 sections. At the bottom of the square was one bedroom. My 15 yo daughter was hanging out with a much older guy (19-22 or so). Every time I tried asking questions, he acted grossed out, as if I was hitting on him. That bottom room was my daughters.
Above it, to the left, was a door to the outside and a stairway to the attic. To the right was another room, though small. At the top of the square was another bedroom- unclaimed and used as storage for the most part.

The dream began as drama from my daughter. She wanted me (expected me) to drive her here and there, but I told her she HAD to get back to the shelter NOW or else she'd get into even more trouble. It dragged out for awhile, as I was trying to clean messes and piece together broken furniture and torn papers.
Then I go back to the room that was actually mine and looked like mine IRL. At some point, I acquired 4 or so rabbits. I kept yelling at my kids and scurrying after them to close all the doors and windows so the cats and dogs wouldn't eat the rabbits. I was late a couple of times. A larger bunny laid in halves at the entrance to the door. The cats started the job but the dogs were trying to finish it off. The rabbit was reddish colored with the sweetest disposition. There was nothing we could do for it, so my oldest son carried it outside so the animals could finish their meal and the rabbit wouldn't have died in vain.
But when I got back to the room, Brooklynn (dog) had a teensy bunny in her mouth. I wrestled with her and eventually pried her jaws open, but not before I heard a very loud crunch as the babies skull was penetrated.

At that point, I left. I laid the baby with its family and started changing rooms again. My oldest son said he thought the bunny would be okay, but it sat up at one time and blood gushed everywhere.
I was enraged and very sad.
I grab the rabbits container and carry it to the new room. 15 year old daughters guy friend had to make a phone call. There was a devise on the wall- like a network box for computer cables with a little plastic applicator that looked like large tweezers, which he was using to place the call.
While he did that, I transfered the rabbits into 2 larger containers, but later realized the containers were full of water. I dumped them and the rabbits poured out. I quickly tried to gather them, but the littlest one (with her head chewed) was absolutely nowhere to be found. I focused on the others. They then resembled stick figured dolls with absurdly long feet and legs which could twist around each other.
I did infant CPR on a couple of them then put them up to my ear to listen for breath sounds. They were going to live.
The cats and dogs kept breaching the perimeter and I was majorly stressed, trying to figure out how to keep them out. One of the main doors was broken, so I tried coming up with a way to jamb it shut.
I became increasingly enraged as I took in the extent of the damage. Many things were broken beyond recognition and almost all of it was my stuff- useful items as well as keepsakes from my past (not IRL though)

I was griping about everything my kids were doing, I hated the other animals and eventually, I woke up in pain over my neck.

Two other dreams occurred alongside the above. In one, people were getting in trouble for stealing electricity. They'd be in power wheelchairs or other electric-powered vehicle. They'd approach people and ask for just a little electricity to help them get home. But it was some sort of scam and the government was getting hard on the thieves. I thought the law was silly because so long as I paid for the power, what did it matter where the power went.

In the other side dream, someone was murdered in the large house and I was tracking the killer down. I found a mattress and when I moved it, it fell apart from underneath. One of my kids had started a fire and used the mattress to drown the fire.


That's all I can remember at this point. Some aspects were triggered by movies I watched throughout the day as well as an annoying phone call I received from my 15 yo daughter while shopping earlier this evening.

My children tick me the hell off so flipping bad. 'A woman I babysit for just offered to let me move in' (says my 14 yo daughter) 'Just think about it. At least then I'd go to school.'
WTF?! Here or there, what the hell makes the difference. She needs to get her ass to school either way.

Anyhow... I slept from 5:30-7 and my anger was very apparent in my dreams. I woke up (was probably SP) because I had a STRONG demonic presence that was very oppressive in its strength and persistence. The dream was the same old lame one, but with an angry twist. I was trying to find all these goods to market but stuff kept getting in the way. I was the young boy again in the dream.
I wish I could recall more, but hubby woke me up by ringing my computer. I picked up my allowance then drove to Goodwill half asleep. The dream quickly faded from mind.

At around noon, I decided to take a hot bath and sleep for awhile. My daughter lost the bathtub stopper, so I stuffed a bandanna in the drain.
I fell right to sleep, woke up, turned the water off, went back to sleep. I woke almost an hour later with my hands painfully pruned lol
Then I had a minor temper tantrum because I didn't have any hot water in the tank, my bath was half empty and I wanted to go back to sleep for awhile.
God only knows why though.
I fell right back into the same lame dreams I had last night.

I spent the majority of the dream harvesting trees and crops, but then I became a kid and was being taught the trade by an adult (?) I was a young boy.
That's all I really remember, except the interesting thing is I woke up with 2 names fixed in my brain: Anika Anicia.
I googled them and Anika means "sweet faced" and is Hausa (West African) in origin.

I've had no success with Anicia (uh-knee-see-uh).

I watched an intensely "scary" and gross movie before going to sleep last night. I thought, for sure, I would have some awesome dreams because of it. Nope. The dreams were all lame. They were so lame, in fact, I kept waking up telling myself how much they sucked "lol:
I have forgotten most of the dreams as a result.

I was farming throughout a lot of the dreams- harvesting trees and plants. The whole world was walled in (inspired by "Monsters"). There was some drama about obtaining seeds and selling the goods, but it wasn't memorable.
In a side dream, I watched a video of my husband kicking something as part of a contest when he was younger. After the contest, he removed his shoes and the arch of his foot looked like the foot of a corpse. He later said he had a bad reaction to some green bean juice he spilled on his feet


I took no Seroquel last night/yesterday. I actually slept pretty restfully though I woke frequently because my dreams sucked and because I kept getting too hot.

The dreams were inspired, mostly, by my Facebook Games addiction. I harvested my Farmville AND my Fantasy Kingdoms right before going to bed.

I don't know when I went to bed. I took 50 mg Seroquel and crashed quickly and early.
I slept almost completely soundly throughout the night.

I had a lot of dreams that *should* have been emotional, but they weren't.
In one dream, I fought off hordes of what appeared to be zombies- only they were alive and very fast. I needed to be in their town for some sort of cure that was found in "animals" near a beach. Once I made it to the beach- with reluctant help from some guy, I had to cut the living critters open. I needed a womb, an embryo and a couple different sugars. I killed 2 but couldn't find the sugars (which looked like pills lol). I knew I should've been sad, but I was just angry.

In another dream, I was some random female DC and my father was suicidal. I went on some sort of journey and literally had to put my house in order before I left. I didn't want him going through old boxes even though he was a scientist and needed them for his research.

At some point, in some dream, I had to turn on water (Thanks "Rango"). It was originally a cactus that looked like a statue of a man. One time I scaled it and got thorns stuck throughout me. Another time, I was happy to see all the needles had been removed.
My old JW friends, Rox and Zac were my neighbors. I was trying to clean my yard because I kept my rabbit out there. I don't remember much about this dream, but this was one which should have been emotional. A kid was kidnapped (?) and had to go through lots of trials and tests. I tried to help him escape back to family, but his kidnappers were too influential.

There was also some dream where my oldest son was being emotionally mistreated. He saw a girl eating spaghetti and told her she had a strand hanging down. She called him a fat pig and said she wanted nothing to do with him. Someone was arguing about how fattening milk ISN'T and I butt it to tell them otherwise. I explained how my oldest son never drank soda or tea while growing up. He didn't have junk food. He became obese simply because of drinking too much milk (none of which is true in real life lol).
Then, some boy was using my youngest daughter. He was giving her a hamster if she went along with what he said (?) but in the end she couldn't do it. He gave some riddle: "What does 1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 3... mean?" People laughed at him (?) and said they wanted to choose 9,9 (which wasn't an option). The answer was "the days of the week".

At some point, I had to wrestle creatures for some sort of artifact. I ripped a monocle off a dog while stabbing it in the neck. The dog was confused and saddened by the treatment. I knew I should be sad, but I was numb. As I hurried in trying to finish the creature, his mate returned from her rounds of the property. We wrestled and struggled for her blade and then I woke up.

My anger hasn't dissipated any. I woke up feeling rage threaten to surface.
I'm seriously getting on my own last nerve.

After I wrote my last entry I fell back to sleep and didn't wake up until 3:30! I couldn't believe how late it was.
Hubby called as I was putting my night shirt on (I sleep nude). I arranged to pick up $50. then I left right away. Which sucks because I had an awesomely epic dream.

All I really recall of it was creatures and watery passages. I watched a show called Primal yesterday that featured caves and a watery passage. And before I went to sleep, I started watching a show called Monsters that had octopus looking aliens floating in the sky.
Both those movies appeared in the dream in one fashion or another.

Toward the end of the dream, I was trying to catch smaller alien creatures. Sometimes they looked like fish, other times they were furry-ish. I was capturing them with my ex-husband.
There was a baby in the dream at some point. I was teaching it about the history of the family and showing it how to swim from one passage to another. Opening certain latches would cause water pressure to build in other areas. There was a feud going on over one of the houses connected by the passages.

I really wish I had taken the time to record these.
Oh well...

U took 100 mg Seroquel at aroun pPM and I crashed by 11. I woke up once to my 18 year old trying to get smokes from me. Apparently, he and his sis were cleaning. I keep them under my mattress so I got him one. he wanted me to see the progress but I was too out of it.

I don't recall the whole of the stories of my dreams

I had broken my wrist [Thnkas "Royal Pains"] and I was trying to scam a brace off someone. I was a younng guy in this dream. My mom eventually got one for me. It was a large, so when no one looked, I switched it out for a small.
After a drawn out story line which I've forgotten, my brother calls me out. I briefly became a girl for a sex scene.
My brother chased me to the ocean. We struggled for awhile. I thought I would drown but then I was swept up by both my brother and the current. Fish kept nibbling at my flesh and I wondered why my brother wasn't affected. He rode the waves as though he had a surfboard, then surfed the surface of the shore, still dragging me through the water. We nearly knocked down a random DC while flying by.

Then the dream merged into an earlier version. I was tring to make Jehovah's Witnesses extinct for some reason. I looked for incriminating files. I was supposedly helping the couple but I was just using them for accesss. The man couldn't take it anymore, so he climber on top of a tower and planned to jump to his death. His wife was already all but dead from the shock (they were very elderly). I told my mm I could carry her to the top and have her "jump" with her husband.
While waiting for the perfect chance, I saw her ion a bench with my mom and placed some bottle of booze in her hand.

That's all I recall/. I woke drenched in sweat,

I took 100 mg Seroquel and went back to sleep from around 4PM-1AM
My memory of this awesome dream is quickly fading.

I was in a jungle (?) Something was loose that was killing people. I found a couple dead bodies and they looked really gross because limbs and flesh were missing in some, others were bloated and oddly decayed.
Another dream paralleled this one. It was some sort of beauty/intelligence contest. There was an obstacle course that spanned a lot of ground. There were hurdles and strange natural elevators. I found the bodies during the contest. One woman was able teleport because of her trauma. I hugged her as we jumped through our current location during different times. It was always a place of great sorrow, being a bunker in several wars.
She was captured at some point, as people wondered how she could do what she did. I found her again and began force feeding her. I thought her ability was triggered as some sort of subconscious nurturing mechanism.
It worked.
Rabbits and insects were part of the various scenes, but I don't recall how they fit in.

Then the dream changed and I was a mentor. The location was the same- some forested island were bad things were happening. Some kid was receiving a scholarship to a school of his choosing. S/He (the gender kept changing from scene to scene lol) wanted some place in Georgia and when I asked why, he wanted to go there because the desks were the same and there was also some sort of outside fountain. I said he couldn't choose a place based on that info.
When he got on stage, a mayor or somesuch offered him Hawaii but he asked for Georgia. Because it would have been cheeper, she agreed.
But the dream fast forwarded and I was checking up on the kid who went to Hawaii after all (Hawaii became the place with the specific desks). She was a little upset for being there. They didn't have her desk but there were nude works of art everywhere which made her uncomfortable. She met a guy though, who cut her hair, so she was accepting her lot.

I also vaguely recall something about a beauty competition and being late for it. And once, during teleportation, we landed at a mine where women brutally worked other women. We eventually helped them escape.
That's it.

Now, I need a soda lol. I'll be up for a couple hours, then I'm going to crash again. Gotta love sleep and dreams as a means to escape my sorry life

I fell back to sleep at around 5AM and woke at 11AM

In one dream, I was walking through some woods with my mom. She became exhausted, so I carried her for 3 miles. Deer kept jumping off cliffs, but didn't die. One deer was very curious looking- it's fur and coloring was like that of a white rabbit with a black circle around its eye.
Just as I was getting too tired to go on, we made it out to where the adventure had begun. There was a McD's nearby, so we went inside. They sold pizza lol.. My mom went right away to a booth. I went to the Soda machine to get a glass of Coke. It came out almost clear, like Sprite. I tasted it, but it was flavorless, so I dumped it and tried again. It was still yucky so I did without and went looking for my mom.
I almost cried when I realized our walking wasn't over yet. There was so much further to go before we were actually home. I thought about calling my dad to rescue us, but the dream changed.

BEFORE the walk, I was with my grandmother in a store. I was eating a hard boiled egg in the checkout lane and the cashier got onto me about it. But grams knew her and they started talking. As we bagged our items, I asked if I was hallucinating lol I told her something about 12 years and the fact I never heard about the cashier (who was a random DC). We had spoken briefly about my bio dad who I then saw trapped in a snow bank which lead to the dream of me walking through the woods with my mom.

At some point in time, I dreamed I was in a car with many people. I was in an unknown neighborhood. I was stuck in an awesome dream loop where the dream kept repeating itself at certain spots. The group I was with wanted some rare book from one of their mothers husband and boyfriends. Every time we messed up in obtaining it and/or getting away, the dream would begin again from the point of our arrival at the property. This was one of my earliest dreams. I forget the details because I was woken up mulitple times since I had it. All I truly recall is that is was amazingly bizarre.

At another point, I dreamed of drawing a picture and writing a poem. I was outside for most of it. On a piece of (grrr what's it called- the large "paper" used in school for projects/presentations) large project paper, were 2 boxes at the top and three below it. The middle one at the bottom was larger than the others, but in the dream, the boxes were still somehow equal in arrangement. In that center place, I was drawing a picture. The picture was of a boy and trees. That's all I recall. I remember liking the poem, but I can no longer remember it.
At one point, I was near an actual tree and a boy was drawn/etched into the bark. Someone said it looked like "Jonny" and I said that's who it started out as being- a little stick figure person someone recommended I draw.

I also dreamed of building a house in the woods. It was at the edge of a cliff on a very high point. I loved the house and the dream, but I've forgotten almost everything about it. I found a piece of cardboard, lol, at one point, that I thought would be a perfect window because of its shape.

The last dream I had before waking was the most disturbing. It started out as a carnival seen through the first dream I wrote about, while waiting at McD's. Then the dream zoomed onto one of the floats. It was like a giant puppet show where artists controlled the scene with wires and cloth. The were on each others shoulders like a cheerleading act though.
It was snowing and the police were called. A wheelchair was added to the side of a police cruiser as if a sidecar on a motorcycle. One of the artists became suspicious because no one in a wheelchair would ever come to this particular carnival. There were way too many hills.
From there, the dream went to murder scenes. I saw inside one woman's throat. She was giving oral sex when she died. Her throat was just a slit from the inside.
A witness was found, but she was a foreigner and I couldn't understand her. Somehow, we learned some man had killed his own daughter in the sex trade.
I was some woman (?)- a cop investigating the murders. I was at a carnival game where you throw darts to pop balloons. It was a scam where the owner called forth a challenger and you had to beat the challenger. We had the same number of darts but she was supposed to falling-over drunk. A fight began somehow and I knocked a light out with a pole. It was supposed to have been an accident, but i gave myself up as a cop because the guy saw through my act. We fought briefly on the ground, mostly with poles, but then we were then on top of the game. His leg got trapped and he fell over. I held one part of a pole that trapped his leg. He wanted me to let go so he could fall to his death. Instead, I gently lowered him to the ground where he was apprehended.

>>Most of these dreams were random. They came from things I spoke about or watched on TV before falling asleep.
Certain recurring themes, though, are things I'll have to think about: Cliffs, fathers.
I dreamed so often of snow because hubby told me it was sleeting/snowing right before I fell asleep.

I had a VERY emotional day which reflected itself in my dream.
I took 150 mg Seroquel so I could sleep and avoid the world for the day, but they didn't kick in fast enough. I fell asleep at around 3PM and woke in a SUPER crabby mood at 1 AM.
Before sleeping, I gave myself a heart tattoo on my right leg and gave in to some other self injurious behavior.
I only recall snippets of dreams though.

In one, my youngest daughter found a diary entry about how picking my face is the only thing that makes me feel good and she cried and jumped all over me for my behavior.
>> When I'm super irrational I want to disfigure myself. I never do though. My face is off limits, but the thought alone triggered the dream.

In another dream, I lost my car. I had been driving it and the vehicle was completely unresponsive. I tried driving straight, and it did donuts. It was very scary. I managed to park it somewhere and I went off for a carnival or something. But then I couldn't remember where it was parked. I enlisted the help of some people and though I've forgotten the specifics, most of them were very mad at me.
>>> Driving = how I feel about my life. It's completely out of control and I have no support from the people in my life who are supposed to be trying to help me.

I've entirely forgotten the most emotional dream. All I recall is something about power outlets, walking through a neighborhood, being out of time.

I dreamed something, at some point, about cockroaches again.

My 15 year old daughter was taken from me today, IRL. She went straight from the Judges chambers to a shelter about 4 hours away. As soon as a bed becomes available, she's going to a juvinile facility because of the Kindle she stole last November. The State is going to be back in my life because of the incident and I think I would rather die than have to deal with them again. I'm giving my gun to my hubby later today for him to hold on to. I'm not suicidal though. Not yet anyhow.
When I woke, I had no Coke's in the fridge and my bedroom light blew. I started crying and cussing lol. The kids hadn't done their chores. I have no bulbs to brighten my room.
What a perfect start to a shitty day.

I went to sleep at around 10:30 AM and woke at 7:30PM.
The only things I recall about my dream are flying too close to the sun and fighting with staves.
While fighting with the staff, it started out as a serious, life or death battle. But then it became a lesson. My staff was short and hooked at one end. Eventually, I switched to a bigger one, yet it was more unwieldy and shaped like a branch with knots and a couple twists.
I kept thinking about flying away from the battle and at one point I did. But I flew out of control and got too close to the sun. It wasn't hot, just bright to point of being painful. I told myself "down" and made the hand gesture and eventually I lowered.
I was fighting in a garden area. There were signs posted about someone stealing the carrot crop.
That's it.

I think playing Fantasy Kingdoms on Facebook and Dragon Quest on the DSi before going to sleep inspired the dreams. The only part I'm uncertain about is the bit about the sun.

In yesterday's dream, I figured out what the lighter meant. It's nothing serious I only want some hot, passionate sex

I will most likely be awake until day after tomorrow. I have court twice tomorrow- once in the morning, once in the afternoon.
I'm resorting to self-injury to help deal with the stress of it all. I'm surprised my dreams haven't reflected that yet.

I had strange symbolic sexual dreams during a nap.

I was trying to masturbate, but kept getting interrupted. And scenes were flashing of gardening and robots lol. In the gardening scenes, I couldn't dig deep enough. With the robot scenes, I was raped and the robot was too large. Then the robot story took off on it's own but I forget the gist of the story, other than someone was raped and another girl went for help. We were on an alien planet and the people who could help save her friend wouldn't even talk to her at first. Some young woman was hiding in a cabinet.

Then the dream went back to me trying to masturbate only this time, I had a lighter. I don't even want to know what I was trying to do with that thing lol.
I was interrupted again by a commotion at my hubby's new garage. I went outside to see it had been broken into. My kids had painted the walls, which actually looked really nice. But in doing so, they accidentally broke a window as well as rectangular glass panels on an antique dresser. I knew who did it, but hubby hadn't figured it out yet and I was worried he would.
Then a couple of neighbors came over. They had kids with them, but they were well behaved. I kept trying to figure out how to clean mud and water out of some item. The grandmother of the neighbors went back to her house and brought me back and nasal syringe (those little plastic suction thingies used to clean out babies noses).
A couple more neighbors came over and my mom was one of them. People were leaving the garage to talk, but my mom hung back. I told her to go outside and make some friends.
The kids saw 3 roaches and I kept trying to point them out to someone else to catch. One of them flew off and scared one of the kids nearly to death and I started laughing, saying "that's what they do".
I was on a couch covered up throughout most of the dream sequences lol. The couch seemed to move wherever I went.

At some point, I also dreamed of traveling in the RV. An arm from a chair fell off when someone braked hard. I kept trying to put it back on but it was made of metal and had a joint in a weird location. I eventually snapped it back on but then it looked strange.
Outside of some house, I found a bunch of cats and kittens. Some of them were demonic and scared me. Others I took. My long lost cat, Rogue, was among them and I snatched him up first.

That's all I recall.

>>>My brain usually knows better than to give me deeply symbolic dreams. Chances are, these themes will continue until I figure out what I'm trying to tell myself. If I stumble across a correct interpretation, the dreams will discontinue.
The outright sex parts are easy enough to figure out. I have needs lol, but I also have 4 kids and an uninterested husband.
The seeds are apparent to me as well. As strange as it is, when having sex I usually don't envision a person or event. I envision caves, a forest, nature scenes. The deeper I go, the closer to orgasm I am (it's all quite involuntary I assure you)
But where did robots and rape come from?

The garage is easy. It's my hubby's pride and joy. It's bigger than my modular home but it still lacks electricity and inside walls. He bought our perimeter alarm to protect it (one of the homes he uses for storage was recently arsoned).
My kids destroy everything they come in contact with, thus the dream of them destroying it. But what was the significance of the paint and the mirrors? What about the mirrors, the neighbors.

The part of my mom resulted from speaking of her before falling asleep. She has pnumonia (sp).
As for the bit about going out and making friends: I have no friends and neither do I truly want any. But I was thinking on it before falling asleep. I'm a foul weather friend. If someone needs me in some hour of need, I'm there. But when times are good, I fall away into the shadows. Those thoughts triggered that part of the dream.

The suction thingie is easy: my nose is chronically clogged lol
But what about the rest?

I dreamed of the RV because my youngest daughter talked about it yesterday. But why did the arm of the chair fall off. And why was it designed in such a way?
I have no idea why I dreamed of demonic cats lol But I still miss Rogue and no cat dream is complete without him.

That's it.

*EDIT**
Notice I didn't say anything at all about the lighter. Perhaps that's the most important element.
Gotta think about it.