Perchance to Dream

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My journal is open...feel free to leave comments. Key: Non-lucid Dream Lucid Dream WILD attempt ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First night I've practiced recall in a while--but hey, it's all in the wanting. Dream 1 I have no idea what dream this was connected to or when it occured, but I remember pulling teeth from something or someone and placing them on a round container. It was white and cylindrical, and completely solid. But when I put the teeth on the middle of the container, they somehow got pulled into it. After I was done pulling the teeth, I examined them--two were little, normal-sized teeth, but one was HUGE and square. Dream 2 I was in a classroom teaching middle school students. We were watching a video, when I got some kind of call from someone I knew to be my brother (though he wasn't really my brother). I was suddenly transported to a jungle where I was being chased by a big green, nasty creature he called something like the "Whomp" monster. My "brother" told me to say "whompa, whompa." When I did, the monster was tethered by long vines to a huge tree with W-shaped branches. We were going to stay there and watch it, but it started to pull at the vines like it was going to rip them, so we left. I went back to the classroom, and the kids were giving me a hard time. They weren't paying attention to the video, so I asked who wanted to go back to the classroom. Two sarcastic kids raised their hands, a rough-looking white boy and a black girl in a pink plaid shirt. I pulled them out into the hall, but it wasn't a middle school hallway, it was in the elementary school where I teach. I saw the vice principal and asked her if she thought I should write these two referrals. She said yes, and pointed to a referral slip hanging on the wall right next to me. I started writing their referrals, but the black girl was gone, and I was writing a referral for a young woman (about 25) who I understood to be the superintendent's daughter. I didn't even wonder where the other girl had gone--I don't even think I realized there was a change. I wrote a little note on hers recommending leniancy. They were headed to the office, and she was looking at it smugly when I woke up.

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Some very mixed emotions, two glasses of champagne, 3 hours of sleep, and a recent obsession with Harry Potter books left me with mere traces of dreams upon waking. I made this list, but I can only feel the memory of them in the peripheral of my consciousness. Parents tricking kids Gryffindor students Someone speaking through Ron Frightened Funny Bringing something out...a book?

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Dream 1 I was in my bed just as it had been when I went to sleep. The TV was still on, and besides the outside light, it was the only light in the room. My daughter was still asleep in her crib, at least, I assumed she was. Then the thought occured to me that I should do a reality check. I looked at my clock, and it said it was 4 something in the morning, but when I looked back at it, it said it was 2:30. I said, outloud I think, "Hey! I did it! I'm dreaming!" And then I felt a vibration in my hand. I looked down, and it was my cell phone--but it was my old one, and it was larger than it is in real life. I was thrown by the fact that it was my old cell phone, but I looked at it, and it was lit up like someone was calling, but I couldn't read anything on the screen. I could see black shapes there like letters, but even an inch from my face I couldn't make out any of them--it was like I was looking at them from far away without my glasses on. And then when I looked into the phone again, I saw my reflection in the phone, and then I saw it change to a smaller, impish face cackling manically. I woke up then, and the first thing I did was look at the clock to see what time it really was (2:31, I believe). Dream 2 I don't remember much from this dream, but I was in a car in a parking lot outside of a familiar white and blue apartment building (not one I've been to in real life, but I think I've visited it before in other dreams). I seemed to understand that someone I really liked (his name was Neal, I think) was in that apartment, and I was waiting for a chance to see him. Then there was another, dark-haired woman who came out with him. Dream 3 I think as a result of finishing Prisoner of Azkaban last night, I dreamed that I was watching something happen, but I also felt like I was doing it. And there was a commentator, like a radio commentator, narrating in the background, and I was straining to hear what he was saying, but upon awakening I immediately forgot everything he said. I was--or I was watching, whichever it is--putting some kind of powder mixtures into a sink and it was causing the water in the tap to become...boogers. It was gross, but I was cracking up.

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The less sleep I get, the harder it is to recall the dreams I do have. Harry Potter was again the focus of my dreams last night. I hope I remember not to read any Edgar Allen before going to bed. I can't even recall any fragments--just that my dream involved Harry Potter. This is what I get for only sleeping for two and a half hours.

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How am I supposed to dream without a decent night's sleep?! Again, Harry Potter, and again I'm left with only traces. Today, I remember one line spoken, I believe, by Albus Dumbledore: "The innocent are forgiven."

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Dream 1 I was a goldfish. I swam downstream with David and then swam back upstream...right into Washington, D.C. This transferred smoothly into me being on a secret mission (for Harry Potter--this dude needs to get out of my dreams), but the guy I was with was convinced he should be doing my tasks. Then my dad was there and he started talking about goldfish, so I told him of my experience. Dream 2 I was in a stadium cheering for something (I have a strong hunch it was again Harry Potter related).

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Dream 1 I was in the office of the school where I work, although it didn't look anything like the real one. The principal (not the principal I work for, though) gave me files to look through. I glanced through them once, then went on doing other things. Then I went into a common office because I had just taken a phone call outside. A blonde woman and I were joking around. She laughed and said, "If I could just get you to go through those files, I'd throw a freakin' party!" So I started going through them; they were paranormal case files. I was writing down werewolf reports when I woke up. Dream Soundtrack Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye

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I was in the media center, and there was a girl there--I think her name was Victoria. She wanted to help me, but I had nothing for her to do, so she started following me around everywhere. I told her to leave me alone, and then everything went dark.

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I was reading a book, but though I knew I was reading, it was like I was there myself. A guy and a girl (dating, I assumed) were at a fair or carnival or circus, something like that. The girl asked the guy why he hadn't kissed her yet. She playfully hit him on the arm, and then he kissed her.

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Most certainly as a direct result of falling asleep with my radio on, I dreamed that I watched Eminem perform "Lose Yourself" only feet away from me. I was there, but it was kind of like I wasn't. Like the book thing from my previous dream, I felt slightly detached, as if I could have been watching it on television.

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Dream 1 I was in my bedroom while my daughter played in the living room floor. I went in there and sat down with her, and then the door opened and the pastor of a local church walked in. We chatted for a few minutes about the baby and things, and then I realized that I was completely naked. I covered my breasts with a baby book and said, "Well, this is certainly in uncomfortable position to be in." He said, "No, it's not uncomfortable, it's just plain embarrassing," and laughed. I excused myself and slinked my way back to my bedroom. Dream 2 I walked into my old workplace (a T-shirt and novelty design company), but it was different. They had painted the wooden panelled walls white and replaced the lights. Even with the new lights, though, it seemed even darker than it really is, as if it were sucking all the light into itself. There was a blonde woman in the second desk, and although I don't recongize her as being anyone I know, apparently she was my friend, because we started chatting away. She told me Lo (the boss) had told her to find dead people to make t-shirts for. I told her to look through the obits. I was breezing through them when my old boss came out of the back office and walked by me as if I weren't there. The woman and I shared a look, and then I told her that I took that as my cue to leave, which I did. I got into my car and started driving, but the scene changed. It was sunset, but amazingly so as every inch of sky was that dark, dusky orange color. I was no longer driving on a familiar road--I was on some kind of highway with orange construction barrels that were set up in a really confusing pattern. Somehow I took the wrong path and ended up driving into traffic, swerving to miss cars, headlights coming at me from everywhere. Then just as I passed through the barrels into the correct lane, it suddenly changed. I was looking down from above, and there was a white pickup with blue writing on the side and a metal rack in the back. I knew that it was my car but that it had changed, and I was hurtling towards the hispanic man getting out of it intending, I believe, to become him when I thought--"My car just became a truck of its own accord." I stopped myself, landed gently behind the man, and said "Ah ha! I'm dreaming!" And I started focusing on staying aware. I was able to follow the man who was now pushing the truck, curious as to what he was doing. He got the truck to the side of the road and reached into the back. I got the distinct impression that he was doing something secret and illegal, and I really wanted to know what it was, but then my daughter cried and I woke up. Dream 3 I was on a road somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Bright blue, sunshiny sky was overhead. Tall green trees and crisp green grass (a color sharper than I've ever seen in real life) lined this road, and there were very few cars. I looked around, and then I looked down and I had a TV remote in my hand. Not just any TV remote, though--this was my remote from previous dreams, and it's one of my favorite dream gadgets. It's an ordinary TV remote except for three extra buttons labeled 1, 2, and 3. Each number gets programmed to an individual, and when I push the button, I am immediately transported to that person. This model was an upgrade from the last time it appeared in my dreams, though. It told me where the person was. I pushed 1, who I understood to be programmed to my father, and it told me "Green, Hole 2," and then I popped to the golf course feet away from him, hidden behind the bushes. I was confused for a second because he was at the tee, and I was on the green, so I decided that the remote must tell me what my destination is. I watched my dad through the trees for a second, decided he wasn't doing anything interesting, and hit the second button, "Kitchen," and popped home, where my mom was cooking dinner. I told my mom, and my dad too because he was back, that the remotes like that one had been reported to have some kind of problem leaving body parts behind. I told them I had put the remote away, but I knew I would still be using it. That's when I woke up.

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Dream 1 I was in this lovely neighborhood walking around, and I passed a tiny blue house. It was extremely rundown, but it had a realtor's sign, and it was open for walk-through. When I walked in the front door I saw that it was, indeed, a very small house. There was a bed against the living room wall and a sleeper sofa pulled out. There was medical equipment around the sleeper sofa, like someone very ill had been staying there. There was a little tiny bathroom, and I could see the bedroom from where I stood. I decided I would buy it if I could afford it. Suddenly I got the urge to walk around the corner into an unseen area. When I did, I came to a second half of the house (impossible based upon the size of the house, mind you). This looked very much like the second half of my grandmother's house. It had a large kitchen, newly remodeled, and a hallway leading to another bedroom. I remember thinking, "This is perfect for Jaime!" I called the realtor and he told me the house was $12,000, so I put in an offer and got the house immediately. The blue house on Willow Drive. I started searching for my daughter's father so I could get him to pay child support. I found his house, and then to my horror realized it was on the corner opposite my own. Then there were dementors in the neighborhood (thank you, Harry Potter). Dream 2 I saw three women and a young girl artificially aged. One of the women (a 40-year-old aged into her 60s) and the girl (aged into her 20s) were then kidnapped. It was all over the news. Then somehow I was right there watching them, and they were secretly signing out of a hotel. They went to a TV studio, and there were four males there I recognized (I can only remember Ryan Stiles). All four had intense mullets and were thrilled to see the woman and the girl restored to their normal ages. Dream 3 I was talking with my dad about the car. I told him I felt like I had entered into a contract unlawfully knowing that I would not be able to fulfill my end by paying for the car. He said "The car is mine; I own it." So I told him that gas was expensive and tried to get him to agree to pay for it since it was, after all, HIS car.

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Dream 1 Two people I understood to be from DV announced that they were getting married. Well, the couple AND their parents (all of them I understood to be DV members) announced it. I congratulated them...and then I was at breakfast with them. We were eating from the red cafeteria trays we use at the elementary school where I teach, but I understood us to be at a very swank hotel restaurant. The woman's father (his screen name was Steppenwolf--really hoping there are no DV members with that screenname) was freaking out about how his future son-in-law was drinking his orange juice, and with good reason--the man used the straw to squirt it on the rest of his food. They were all very wealthy and lived in California, and I flew home. I stood in my kitchen and my parents and I discussed me moving to Beverly HIlls and being a babysitter there because rich people need babysitters, too (totally serious, that's what Mom said). My dad handed me a list of questions about living there, though--things like "How do I get into a factory if I can't find a babysitting job?" and "Where will I live?" He wanted me to call ahead and get the answers to all of the questions. Dream 2 I saw several children with frightened faces, and the whole scene looked like a movie. They were all wearing Victorian style dresses in rich colors, and their facial expressions were very strong. Over one blonde girl in a blue dress, a woman held up a very small torn corner of blue paper that said "Go." When the girl just looked at it, the woman turned it around to a brown side, and it said "Hurry." She scrambled away, and then I saw that we were on a ship. I was standing near a mast, and there was a girl in red pressed against the mast, and a woman in green advancing on her. The woman tilted her head back and opened her mouth a little, and I could see that she had fangs. I realized that all of the adults were vampires. The girl (a teenager of about 13 or 14) slumped against the mast, but as she did her mouth opened and she had fangs too, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. I felt completely safe--I was in the state I find myself in much of the time where I seem to be an invisible observer.

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Dream 1 I was in my room just as I had left it when I went to sleep. I sensed that there was a presence in my room, but usually when this happens I look around and nothing's there. This time, I looked down under my bed and there was an alien under the edge of it. I flipped out (you want to scare me to death? make me thing there's an alien anywhere nearby). I started screaming "Oh my God!" And then something in my head clicked and I knew I was dreaming. I started telling myself I needed to wake up to get out of the nightmare, I could even picture myself on my bed thrashing around trying to force my eyes open (couldn't do it, though). But then I thought, "Wait just a minute. This is my dream; I'm in control here." So I picked the alien up and threw it out the window. And then I woke up. Dream 2 I was sitting in the recliner in my living room talking to my friend Bobby, and he was telling me he had gifts to give me. I kept telling him they were completely unnecessary, but he insisted (this happens in real life, too. lol). Then I saw him, ran up to him, and gave him a hug.

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I was checking in books like I do at the library, only I was in a semi-dark office. The books were all these "Young History" books that we have. They're blue and white and they tell childhood stories about famous people from history (Albert Einstein, Davy Crockett, etc.). They were on a cart, and I was scanning them, but they all had "McKnight" on them, which is the last name of a student who comes into the library during her recess a few times during the week. As I was scanning, the whole McKnight family showed up and we started talking. Then they left, and I got a new cart, but all the books said "Anderson."

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Dream 1 I was back in school and I asked some girl what was new. She smugly said someone had died. She didn't seem to care at all, and then I asked her about the University of South Carolina, and she said, "It's fine. You're coming back, aren't you?" Dream 2 Some guy I couldn't identify and I faced 5 people in front of us, and poisoned three of them with wine in golden goblets. I have no idea why, but I know we had some reason for doing it.

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Dream 1 I was with three other girls, and we were something like superheroes. We were solving some kind of mystery or figuring out how to do something. We followed a clue, and ended up riding on the back of a bird over the Atlantic Ocean. The big white bird flew with one wing in the water the whole way, and it ended up taking us to Ireland. Once there, it was very gray and cloudy, and we were setting up something with stalls. It was some kind of fast food club thing. There were lots of people and sunshine and money. It had a very carnival-like atmosphere. I called someone named "Logan" who was apparently was in this adventure with us and told him that we had raised $875, and he was so excited he started crying. And then a train derailed and drove right through the place, and my fellow heroines both died or got lost, one of the two. Dream 2 This very tall, handsome black man invited me to come to his house and stay with his family, which I did. I seemed to have stayed with them for a couple of months when my very good friend from high school (and someone I had a HUGE crush on back in the day) Dave drove up. I said goodbye to the handsome man, and his mom said "You knew this day would come...she belongs with him." And then I got into Dave's little blue car and we drove off. Dream 3 Next thing I recall, Dave and I were in a parking lot outside of a store, and he was saying I couldn't catch him. It was late at night, and it had been raining--the ground was all wet. I chased after him and caught him, and we collapsed on the ground laughing. Then we went to a nightclub, but we didn't like it, so we went to another nightclub (apparently in Nebraska) where all of the alums from my high school hang out. We saw a lot of people I recognized, and they were asking Dave about his keychain. It was white with blue writing on it, and it said "Zoethex," but it was shaped like the Thunderbird, our high school mascot. He said, "No, it's not! It's a Zoethex--it's my college's mascot." And so we were picking on him about how he'd switched one T-Bird for another. Then he and I were in the back office of the nightclub with a girl I didn't recognize and our friend Elci, and Dave was laying on settee in a dark purplish-pink dress (and nothing seemed at all unusual about this). The girls were flirting with him a little, and Elci reached down and pulled his dress up, and he was wearing matching marroon and black panties!

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I was filling in for some blonde woman. It was an overnight job, and she had this timecard that seemed like wood. It had black writing on it with each hour of the day blocked off in a column. I went up to this window, and she walked with me. She told me I'd do fine, and then left. A brunette behind the glass burned the time into the timecard. The job wasn't really any job at all. I just stood there and listened to another blond talk for 12 hours. In my dream, I did this for three days: Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.

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I was in an office in a tall building, and I was somewhere in the middle of it. There were big glass windows, and it was dark gray and cloudy outside. There was a guy in there with me, packing up his things like he was leaving. He gave me all of these sound recordings he had been working on, left me with some tips, and sadly wished me the best. Just then, someone ran up the stairs and told us the Quidditch match was in jeopardy because one of the teams was missing. After a frantic search, we found them. They had been sprayed with red paint and hidden by the Slytherin team.

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Dream 1 There was this little brown-haired boy (no older than 12) looking around and exploring when he found a letter addressed to him. He thought that he was being honored for something, but then he discovered that Korrell's Army (whatever the heck that is) was coming and that they were going to kill him. Oravette (I guess that was his name) then looked around and played a whole bunch of pranks on people. Dream 2 A girl was lost in dimensions. I wrote something in my notebook next to this, though I don't remember writing it: "I know the feeling."

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I didn't sleep all that well last night. I have only traces of memory: it had something to do with my parents, especially my mom, and a manatee.

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I was in a room, like a lecture room, and my cousin Bridget was making some kind of presentation. There was this glass instrument on a wooden table that caused the paper she was discussing to be blown up as big as the wall and lit from behind, like some kind of bewitched overhead projector. As she started to nervously speak, I somehow came to the realization that the paper she was presenting was one that I had written. I was extremely angry and alerted everyone to the fact. A teacher in a robe quickly jerked the paper off of the glass, and somehow replaced it with Bridget's real paper. Her real paper contained a handful of words in huge lettering that clearly indicated she either hadn't spent any time on her paper or was incapable of doing it. I was kind of stunned. She was embarrassed, but I didn't care because I was still angry she had taken my paper in the first place.

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I was with Hermione (yes, yes, more Harry Potter), and we were working on something, though I'm not sure what. I know I was trying to cast an aging spell that wasn't working quite right, and she was working on a potion which sat in a smoking medium-sized cauldron on a wooden table. We were surrounded by books, and it was dark except for a lamp and a couple of candles. I looked up with wide eyes and said Hermione! in a hushed half-frustrated, half-awed voice.

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I went to bed late and don't remember much. Words and feelings from when I woke up: Snape fear anger duel sweat tears night smirk light

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I was standing in a long hallway talking to the President of Young Magic. He was wearing golden robes and was only about 19 years old, but was much taller than me. He was very calmly telling me that I was being banned for using magic in public. I was scared and angry and started crying. I woke up shaking my head.