Thread: A Meleagris Gallopavo's Dream Journal

I don't remember very many of my dreams, but I've been wanting to write what I do out here for awhile. I'll try to update as soon as I can

Friday, July 25th

Vampires. I was riding in a car with several other people. I couldn't see their faces and whatever was going on outside the car was hidden too. One of the other passengers was telling me something that I hadn't been listening to. As I focussed on what she was saying I caught the end of a sentence. "... fun and games for us vampires."

"...Vampires?" I thought out loud.

"Well yes of course!" the woman laughed. "The men get it easy though. Female vampires have to eat the blood roots to retain sanity."


The next scene had me kneeling at the edge of a wood. Tall brown trees loomed overhead and the grass below was deep green and exceptionally long (-- there's a place on my grandparent's 15 acre property that reminds me of this scene --) I was searching for something... roots.

Sitting at the base of one tree, something twisted with sharp edges lay in my hand. It was milky brown, except for the tip which was bright red. I could smell it and I thought of steak. By instinct, I bit into the red tip and let the juice flow into my mouth. "So this is what it's like!"

I woke up briefly.

(-- I'm not insane, I promise xP I've been reading the Twilight books and vampires have been on the mind lately. Just got my hands on the 3rd book and have reserved the 4th --)

A Party. I was in a school gym. I knew it was my school in the dream, but thinking back, my school looks nothing like it. The atmosphere was gray and dusty. There were boys in basketball uniforms running down the court in the background. (-- Bleh school... and gym... --)

The scene changed and I was sitting in a bright room surrounded by people watching the end of some magic/talent show. I was suddenly very excited, as I knew I had been here before to see this very show - and loved it! I tried expressing how much I loved this particular show to the people around me, but they were all too distracted and wouldn't hear me.

The scene changed again and I was in someone's house. The place smelled like this church I used to go to when I was younger. People were everywhere with plates of food and were talking happily with one another. Balloons and banners were scattered about the room and music played lightly in the background. I recognized some of the people there; most of them I haven't seen in a very long time. After greeting all the people I knew, I spent the remainder of the dream chasing this little 4 year old rascal named Tate around tables and under chairs.