Well seriously. I feel kind of stupid. Haha but I remember a ton of my dreams and I think I'll write some of them down... a lot of them have guys in them cause i'm guy crazy. If you read this, please don't judge haha.
Last week I had about four or five nights of lucid dreaming
I first dreamed I was in my sister's car and while driving, she flipped it. My dad and step mom were in the back for some reason. Some people would consider this scary but I turned it into a movie. The car rolled. I think everyone else got hurt but not terribly. Suddenly everything went into slow motion and the car started to spin upside down. I could hear my heart beat slowly and I saw lights going by in the distance, reappearing as we'd spin around them again, and in my head I quickly thought to save myself, "Okay, if I keep my head in this same position and hold it still, I won't hit anything, I won't get hurt, and I can go to the next dream." I closed my eyes, and the spinning stopped. I didn't have a mark on me. I pulled myself out of my car and my family was already out of the car, all fine. I woke up.
I also had I dream I went to the dentist. They gave me gas, which I love and then like an IV or something. And in my dream I feel asleep, but I could hear them talking and I would open my eyes, groggy, every once in a while. The views would switch from my perspective to a camera angle overhead, and they were just working in my mouth, but I didn't care cause the dentist was gorgeous and the laughing gas felt so good. I kind of went in and out of another dream on this one, because frankly, I was bored with this dentist in my mouth. So I dreamed that I was dreaming. I remembered it all the next day, but it's lost to me now. When i woke up, my mouth was untouched. I'm not sure why I was even at the dentist office.
Thursday it was the superbowl and my ex texted me because that was the first time we really hung out before we got together. I told him to go to hell and leave me alone. Then I let myself rant to him in person about hurting me, going after my best friend, her best friend, her best friend's best friend... etc etc... It was a good night
Wednesday I had a dream that I was in a kind of "The Sims" computer game. I appeared in a neighborhood. The graphics were somewhere between computer... and real life. The colors were unreal, vibrant, and semi pixelated, but the the pixels were small. It just looked... awesome. A real computer geeks dream. I decided to change my clothes right there on the spot and I realized right away I was in my own version of "The Sims", so I decided to go look for my house. Picture perfect people were out on their lawns, getting newspapers or saying hi. There was a house I passed, full of guys prancing all over it. Some of them appeared to be building it, others merely hanging around. I assumed it was their house. A really odd Latino with a bandana cat called to me and I shook my head at him. I made all of their faces up on the spot. I didn't recognize any of them. I couldn't figure out which was my house so I decided to make one up next to it. Ha One moment it was gone, the next it was there. It was blue, a kind of unreal, steel, yet cerulean kind of a blue. It was quite large. I never saw the whole thing, but it was two or three stories and there was a little courtyard with a pool in the back. I remember picturing it before I went in so I knew it was there. I walked inside and suddenly it was a bachelorette pad. And these girls were cool. Not super girly in a way that's annoying, or bitchy, or super mormony (cause that's what I am, Mormon), just laid back and chill. I don't remember if I knew any of them either. But one of them was cooking pancakes in her pajamas so I figured it was morning. Her hair was pulled back. Another girl, wearing a sleek black cocktail dress and stilettos burst through the door, brown hair in her face. It was apparent she'd been out the night before... and was wearing last night's clothes so the other girls teased her. There were plenty more girls in this mansion. My sister (same one from the other dream, actually my step siste,) came into the room. I put her in my dreams a lot cause I miss her and since she's had a boyfriend, it's like I'm nonexistent. She came into the room and glanced at me, holding a cup full of orange juice, and fuzzy pink slippers. She loves pink. She winked at me and told me about her night. I decided I wanted to check out my room. But I didn't want to walk far so I made some steps appear next to the kitchen and walked up. Windows let me look out to the pool. As I walked up i thought, "This dream better have a cute guy in it." So I walked into my room. Actually it was more like a corridor. There were like four or five doors up there, but I only saw my room and the bathroom. Voila. Good looking guy... man. Shaggy hair pulled back behind his ears, shirt off, gorgeous pecks, a smile that could kill and he was laying on the bed with his little white boxer briefs peering up over his jeans. He was beautiful. I don't know where I pulled him out of, but who cares? He was waiting for me, asked me where I'd been and then kissed me so hard I thought I might fall over from the lack of oxygen and head spun feeling. I don't remember his name anymore, but he had one. the night before this kid had tried to get some from me when he had a girlfriend and I was ticked... but he loved the Colts, so as an added bonus I made this guy a Colts player to really tick him off. He didn't look like a football player, more like a male model and part time rockstar, but there he was, my little colts man. Then he seduced me, which seems to happen a lot in my dreams. Probably sexual frustration, cause I'm Mormon, a virgin, and trying to stay one till I get married. So on top of me trying to behave, I've got all these people telling me it's bad, and with my stubborn nature... I want to do exactly the opposite. That's what dreams are for right? After what seemed like an hour, I cut the dream to a Colts game and the kid who tried to cheat on his girlfriend saw me and I winked. This is where I woke up. I love my dreams
Must continue tomorrow
Time to dream again
