Zhaylin
Drowning in Dreams

.. and yet I finally recall a few lol.

I dreamed my kids were young. My eldest had a strange bony growth extending a bit from above his ankle yet well below his knee. It was knobby with one end jutting just a little higher than the rest. Zee had to see a Dr too, but I no longer recall what for.

In another dream, my kids were still young (younger than the first). I had to move in with my grams. We were going to live in her closet. I was worried because I had taken a job at a book store, while there in the past, but I never showed up or called. [I still don't understand that dream. It's recurring, yet I've never even applied to work in such a store].
I was also going to college (journalism, I think), but I was worried for a similar reason.

In the last dream, I was young. I was with my mom and we were looking for a store. She cut off someone in a green car. It was a very close call and he honked at us. She went into the store (appliances, I think), and I stood outside eating cream...
which actually ties in to an earlier dream.

I was at my grnadmothers. There was a large gathering. I wanted some ice cream, and there was a large freezer with a vast selection. I chose "cream", which was sort of between ice cream and whipped cream lol. I wanted some berries to go with it but couldn't find any.
Then I saw most of the dishes were dirty. Even the ones that had recently been washed, were dirty, which annoyed me.

The last dream is a tidbit. I was standing beside a car. A man drove over to speak with me. We were opposing lawyers. Or I was a student, or both. He was nice enough but drove off forgetting his phone. I picked it up to give it back, but he was suddenly there and took it.

My dreams were excessive and vivid last night... but I only recall fragments and I'm sort of thankful for that

Early on, there was a sex dream with me and my step-dad.
There were dreams of being lost while driving and while riding a bike... of a mall and other large buildings.
I remember scenes from a beach and tornados.
Then there was a strange dream of people passing between realities in order to stop dangerous events from happening. One guy was flung beyond the range of their device. (I was him in the dream). He landed next to a hatch in the sand at a beach. The waves were insane and one of them opened a hatch. There were land mines inside, and every time a wave crashed into the silo like storage area, one of the mines would be flung out and it would detonate. 3 other people showed up. One of two of them died from the mines. "My" friends ended up coming to my aid and extended the range of the reality devices. But I woke up before the dream could progress.

Then there were weird TV Ad type clips of ways to commit suicide. None of them were pleasant in the least. One that I recall, was of making a deep slit in your side to pull out some of your guts. Then you fed it into a device connected to a toilet. Once the tension was just so, you would rubberband and hit your head on the ceiling, making yourself pass out, while the device continued to churn your intestines into sausage.

The last dream was semi-pleasant. I was lost and took a back road and ended up near my grandmothers house. I told someone else whose house it was but she didn't believe me. We got closer, then went inside. I started pointing out the furniture which had been favored by different members of the family (my grams took care of her 3 mentally retarded brothers). I expected to see my Uncle Eddy- the only family member still alive today IRL. Instead, I saw my grams. Only, she looked exactly like me when I was in my 20's.
She was wearing a shirt that tied in the front to show off her stomach and I saw several beautiful tattoos.
Then the dream jumped some and I was at a board game or something and there was real money tucked at a corner. I wanted to steal it, lol, but then it disappeared.
Later, my grams came to me and asked if it was mine. I opened the bills and there was a lot of money there (big bills) and some of them were foreign. I told her it wasn't mine (in my mind, pocking $5. is much better than pocketing $20.+)

I recall snippets of shopping; of being in a different country and worrying over my vape supplies.
Oh yes... then I was in another country, but I was having horrific headaches, so I went to the hospital. I was given an occipital blocker and there was much confusion over paperwork, payment and insurance.
I recall snippets of my old Congregation; and more dreams of extreme weather... and something about my kids and the destruction of homes when they were little and resentment about it all.

ALESSAR MANN.
I woke up because of that name. I had been having a Sherlock dream (from Elementary). He was looking into something with his former Scotland Yard friend. They found a manifesto or something which was signed with that name. Sherlock looked to Watson. He knew his Scotland Yard friend was being trolled. He later explained to Watson it was because of that name... "A Lesser Man"

I am not witty in the least. My dream tugged at the name and how it "should" have been spelled instead- Alessir, perhaps; Alesser? So that's what ended up waking me

I managed to get in 6 hours 38 minutes of sleep AND I only had 3 apnea events an hour. Woot/Woot!!

A whole lot f snippets from my last 2 hour stretch of sleep.

Men were running around a town, looking for deer to have sex with. A man found one dead and was disappointed. I was a disembodied watcher and I wondered “does it really matter?”

A woman did something to a tiny pond beside a trailer. Branches grew and grew then spelled out the word “Carrot” [thanks CSI] then the branches went inside the trailer. The woman was excited and in bed. She pulled back the covers for the branches to join her.

I was disembodied but landscaping or terraforming a great stretch of land. It was in a checkered pattern of crimson and dark green. Someone was disappointed, saying I ruined their work (I think the person was my DIL)
I recall a giant T-Rex in the distance. He was wearing a sunflower umbrella over his head.

There was a battle and bombs were thrown at little flying beasts and something else. I was with 2 or 3 others and we were trying to get to chests which held health potions and weapons. But we kept getting froze in place by some monsters attacks.

I took some people to a house. There was extensive damage and they worried about wood rot. I opened one cabinet and found a small box inside. I opened it and found a note “Zhaylin. It’s so nice you came back to us.”
[Huh. I’ve never been Zhaylin in dreams before.]

That last dream was part of a whole complex story which I remember very little of. There was a great multitude of kittens in the streets. Some were sickly, some healthy. My daughter Miley was driving us out of the cursed town in an 18-wheeler and I cried and begged her to watch out for the kittens. I think there were also puppies.
Words were written into the mud of the town. They were dire warnings of one sort or another.
There were bodies of people and I character hopped a great deal.

A family was being attacked by its own members. A little girl was thrown off a boat and suspended in a bubble of water with her hand outstretched, begging for rescue.

Another snippet was being in a store, running, hiding. We found someone who also needed help but we were at odds until a common enemy was heard in an aisle. We wore hats, bowed our heads and had an impromptu religious service of song, prayer, joined hands. It was tomdisguise our identities [thank you Castle Rock]. One person was kicked in the shins when he got too carried away.

The man was the father of one of the people. He followed someone into a restroom and said something along the lines of he never thought he’d see is son in a dress and wig, but he’d still recognize him anywhere. He inquired of his wife and daughter who went missing with the son.

That’s all I got...

**EDIT**
Oh yeah. In the terraforming bit, I also removed a section of land which I noticed diverted some water. I wore a very long sash of sod, so I took it off and tried to repair what I ruined. There were animals playing around me. I worried they would fall off the cliffs but I was also a little scared of the animals. I cants really remember what they were though.

And at some other point, I dreamed of my p-doc. I was acting loopy and talking about all these miracle drugs and foods and he was trying to talk sense into me.

Now, that is it, I honk lol

from my iPad
"Ugh. Too many stress dreams. In one of them, I was young and still married to my ex. We had angry sex and kept fighting immediately after when I learned he wasn’t where he said he was going to be.

In another one, I went to a store and forgot I had driven there and forgot my car... then later I was driving on confusing roads.

I dreamed of the pup attacking what looked like a kid in the distance. There was nothing there when I got downstairs and outside. We had a very close neighbor and a kid was outside, so I asked him if the pup attacked him and he said “almost, but I know what to do” and he started singing the song from the Stop77 videos.
Jerry gave me a bunch of money to have him put down because he couldn’t bring himself to shoot him.

Then, I was driving the dog to the pound. When I got out, I was carrying something and had to maneuver around some guy vacuuming outside. I told them, while crying, that I needed to have my dog put down. They laughed amongst themselves and said “just because you forgot the combination doesn’t mean you have to kill your pet.” I then told them that he eats kittens and they agreed that he should be put down.
If I had kept his core blood and had some sort of purée, they could have made the process even less painful. I didn’t have the stuff... then I did and I asked if I could stay with him while they did it. They said I could and then I woke up."

Ugh... too much stressing over my crazy dog...