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I don’t know about these dreams I keep having. . Now I had one where a friend was about to kiss me mid conversation and I stepped back and said his wife’s name, and w00t for logic cause we were all no that’s not a good idea then started saying how we never should have let emotions come into play IT WAS FREAKING WEIRD because of who it was and irl we’re not into each other and yeah wtf… I need caffeine…

Twins

I just woke up from this dream I was pregnant with twins. One was a boy and one was a girl. One was just under 2 lbs and the other was around 3 lbs during an ultrasound checkup and I could feel their kicks and see impressions of their tiny feets on my belly! I have no idea what trimester twins would be around that size.

GA

The last things I remember are yelling where medical equipment should go except it was through call center floor / office space and with limited storage space and resources. I was yelling where something should go across a hall then went around the corner to accept another piece of mobile equipment while two people were rushing behind me asking where to take their cart, explaining there was a camera or other piece of equipment on another cart and I yelled at them to keep going towards cardiothoracic cause Christina Yang could pull the camera and use it in her next surgery. And this new guy starting Monday irl, he was there trying to help and when I walked outside and was standing on these steps in a park there were a bunch of him all dressed differently. Some dressed in normal work attire, a couple in different DBZ shirts, some were dressed like band members, or punk, or emo, some were in colorful jersey tops with matching sneakers. I don’t get it… but I’m amused my brain pulled a Grey’s Anatomy reference.

Can you dance like Fred Astaire?

I’m missing a bit from this weird dream.. I just can’t remember much past Brittany Spears karaoke, dropping off a phone conference after hearing an ex, and seeing Shaun in some old school 40 ‘ s Christmas movie with some huge dance production. I kept thinking how does he know how to dance?

Marisa

Morgan Freeman was in my dream hanging out with my work friends from the last couple companies and I. He kept making comments about life. I got all super excited when at the end of a company event my table agreed to go out and do an after party thing and MORE people on the other side of the event yelled they’d join too.  Marisa was there and I did a spin while running through grass to the sidewalk in heels thinking “I’m either really good at this drunk or I just hurt myself and don’t feel it yet” (side note irl: now that I’m awake, I’ve seen more grass in Phoenix than Vegas) and we were walking to the next place hand in hand and she asked me what’s new since we hadn’t seen each other forever and I was gushing about someone like an idiot and she told me how her son was doing. A work friend was talking about some beer the place we were going to had and said the last time he had it he ended up getting married. Then my alarm went off and now I’m drinking tea.

Where are you taking me?

I was out with a couple friends and Mel was in the dream but she left to go see other people at the venue and left me alone with someone I’m enamored with, and now I’m on this kind of sort of but not really date and we walked around outside because I was freezing in the venue (it was like a Dave and Busters) and my stride was covering half the ground as his and he had to slow down. I thought man I should have worn heels so he wouldn’t tower over me as much and the right pair actually helps me cover more ground.  He was taking me somewhere but it was a surprise. I almost died I was so happy.. at something as simple as him holding my hand as we walked. My alarm just went off, dammit.

Antichrist

I was being groomed to be the antichrist (w t actual f ). It was freaking weird, I was with different groups of people going places like it was a search for stuff. Back on the kitchen floor at some average looking house was this bloody looking pile in these burlap sacks and I eventually was curious enough to go look. I figured out okay that might have been a someone at some point that’s bad and then I was being led down this hall in a medical campus away from my group of friends and Ralph looked at me like wtf and I looked at him and shook my head and made the oh !@#$^ face and his eyes got big, like I just figured out what was going on and it was too late… and I woke up.

Ruined

Bad dream I was still with an ex, only he was beyond messed up and lost all the good traits he had when we’d met. I told him he couldn’t blame having kids for ruining his life and that a lot of our friends who had children young raised great kids and became successful instead of using the situation as an excuse. It was weird, disturbing, and he was scary.

childhood fears

I somehow managed to get a little bit of sleep in after the house alarm and guess what, weird ass dreams! Oooh, but this time one victory out of a reoccurring dream! I’ve had dreams for years starting as a kid where I’d wake up in the backseat of a moving car. It used to be in the back of a 70’s Cadillac Deville, driving itself in the HOV lane, usually on the i-10 west around the tunnel, on that HOV ramp where you can see all of downtown Phoenix at night, it was very terrifying in an empty car. This morning I had this dream in the back of a car that was stick shift, and the girl sitting in the front passenger side wouldn’t jump over so I did and breaked and got it into neutral and it eventually stopped. I think it was knocked out of neutral and cars never stop immediately in my dreams when I break. Smh

These dreams became less frequent when I learned how to drive. After that I would jump into the drivers seat to steer and hit the breaks but the breaks were out or nothing was responsive. When I got over that my dreams started using manual vehicles cause I never learned stick. I guess after learning to ride a motorcycle and learning to shift it didn’t freak me out enough and the car eventually stopped. I mean I know in a zombie apocalypse I’d burn out the transmission and stall a couple times but I’d get from point a to point b in a car with a manual transmission now. Why do the breaks always take forever to work in dreams?

Scene competition

I was in Phoenix and there were people talking about going to events or hiring bands away from them for their own parties (like Static X And some others) . A friend suggested I coordinate a huge going away party right before I moved and I was trying to figure out if I should go to City of Madness or Palazzo for it.  Mark and Sidney were in my dream to. AJ was like some 80’s movie waste land fog machine Sisters of Mercy music video.

Samantha suggested the party. City of Madness was all the way out around Apache Junction too it was weird. I was talking to someone else about tattoos and getting full sleeves. Tentacles came up and I mentioned Sahar’s tattoos. Then I was messing with a Facebook event while frying bacon and woke up.

Ms. Lange

Alarm just went off from this dream where Jessica Lange was aggravated dealing with a designer to update furniture at a resort chain and finally made some breakthrough with the outdoor furniture. Black wicker chairs, a burnt orange piece, cream chaise lounge, a green and pink patterned piece.

I was in an elevator going to the first floor fumbling with a handful of makeup trying to get it in my purse, went to the garage and was in the backseat of a lancer, driving around with Shaun and Bryan through this lot that looked like some state fair grounds and I don’t know if they were setting up or tearing it all down but it looked like there was some home and garden expo or something. I said something about math being a bitch and if I needed to ask someone for help I’d probably bug Shaun. Bryan was singing Somewhere Only We Know before I woke up, that was interesting. lol

IDK

I was visiting an office and the cubes were spread out against the wall like the old building in Phoenix by the Chinese Cultural Center, and I saw some friends and they were coming up and saying hi and I was wearing this magenta and pink hanbok and walked over and saw Andrew and he called me over and had all this crazy food and said he was making up for Vegas and I couldn’t understand wtf he was talking about.

There were sushi boats, and this huge plate with this gigantic iimyunsoo-gui and other things I can’t even remember and he asked Chris to do something for him and she was in this nice hanbok too and I asked if she lost a bet so she had to do what he said but she said no, they were just seeing when she’d flip or snap or something like that. And the ribbon on my hanbok was undone so I asked her to help me tie it and she did and then I was being called to leave… and was at some campus with this huge bag that had folders and running shoes, headphones, lots of stuff in it.

I think I kept accidentally ditching classes and didn’t know where I was or where I was supposed to be. I went somewhere else and the place was like a mall or an airport, and someone came up to me excited because they were getting a DBZ tattoo, and I asked “like.. are you getting the 7 dragon balls or something else?” And I imagined this tattoo of 7 dragon balls going down someone’s spine like someones chakra tattoo I saw recently irl, but no answer, they walked away. Later I walked in on one class and they all turned and stared at me then went back to what they were doing. I was in this huge gym with an indoor track and everyone was supposed to run, so I explained my running shoes were in my bag and I had to go to my locker. I had no idea where that was, so this is when I walked outside and saw two staff or faculty peeps walking across the grass, and I thought this small group was going to another part of the campus but around this courtyard was the theater.

Mint Oreo cookie ice cream doesn’t exist anymore… does it? It was at the movie theater in my dream. There was a flash mob in California at an outdoor shopping center similar to Tempe Market Place with Elton John playing piano and Prince standing on top of the piano singing, I mean everyone was singing but you know… The piano was on wheels, or a float, it was moving around like a parade in the flash mob!!!!

Murder House

I was 15 and this new kid in high school and saw Andrew and was really happy to see someone I knew. Tate from AHS Murder House was also in it, and a girl warned me he was a killer. I was grocery shopping with another girl and he cornered me in an aisle. Then we were in a car and I bit his hand to get away. There’s another part of the dream where I’m driving around LA for a while and traffic is messed up, the sun went down and came back up while stuck on a ramp on the freeway. I remember being worried mom would go missing for days and I’d have no idea if she were alright, I’d try calling her but have trouble looking up the number to wherever she was.

Narcissist and a liar

I was on the road omw home with a friend and there was an accident on the street I grew up in. We walked up and spoke to the officer, then there were a bunch of kids around and these stands and candy, baked goods, etc. The friend walking with me grabbed a cupcake with purple frosting and we ate it while walking. When we got to the back patio I said something (can’t remember) and he said not to say it out loud. When I asked why these crips were going through the neighborhood, and they  turned around when we realized we were locked out of the house. We hid in the corner of the patio away from the carport and eventually heard someone on the phone laughing and then they left.

I heard noise on the other side of the door and realized someone must have been home and knocked. I was upstairs in bed talking to someone I apparently dated in the dream in the past and got back with? We got in some argument. Later I was stuck in some weird older house with wooden floors and went to a room that apparently belonged to or I was sharing with a girl named Bekha. 3 prongs were bent on my laptop charger and one was missing but this piece connected to the laptop not the outlet (weird right?) so I grabbed the one from the other laptop on the bed (It was an Apple charger) to borrow it until she got home.

I walked around the house and in another room saw a little girl named Jade watching punk music videos and commentary on tv. An ex had walked in and sat down next to her to watch. He’d grown a little facial hair and I thought it looked ridiculous. He came to me later to explain he’d always talked about music and been influenced by punk, and this was his inspiration to use this material and to use the videos and commentary as an aid to cut time and help get points across, he wanted to talk about its origins as well as the origins of poetry and spoken word and to put the two together. He asked me if I was happy for him since I’d been silent so I said “yeah” but just couldn’t stand to look at him any longer. I was happy he’d found what he considered a purpose but upset about how he’d hurt people. I thought about how my worries were the same but then realized I had more help to get through them now. I heard him looking for me to keep talking and I went back into the room with the laptop, there was no lock on that door. After shutting it I ran into the bathroom and locked that door, then thought if I ever built a house I’d use cinderblocks so noise wouldn’t go through the walls so easily and woke up. 

The masquerade ball

I just woke up from the Labyrinth masquerade ball. That was quite a dream.

It was so surreal then lucid then I woke up all – ! –

I was somewhere “normal” with a friend hanging out, then people were coming in and out prepping for a dinner, then I was in some hall with a bunch of these girls and they were in these huge gowns (So fluffy!) ,and all the creatures and all the people, there was no goblin king but they were afraid of some kind of evil to the west and left the hall, and I rushed right over because I wanted to say “hi!” I apparently lack a sense of fear in my dreams. There were three figures standing looking at me like I was crazy and the one to the right had this deep magenta and black velvety cape I was so into the fabric, and he had goblin king hair only black, it was like 80’s hair you know, and his face, he looked like one of those goth models from the Netherlands you see circulating on facebook with those icy vampire contacts. He grabbed my right hand and placed it over his arm, and we walked the hall to the event and everything was chill and people weren’t worried about getting killed and I ran around the place feeling like a debutante looking at all the people and cool stuff but I kept feeling like I forgot something. And when scary but not scary not goblin king person found me I saw my friend in the distance and that’s what I’d forgotten. I felt he gave me the dream so I wanted to share the adventure with him, but I never reached him before waking up since the halls and stairs went everywhere.

Someday we’ll meet

I dream of you but I thought I already said my goodbyes, I’m forgetting your voice but still remember your eyes. Am I in your dream, or are you in mine? We only meet in some nonexistent space, in some nonexistent time. I’m not sure who’s imagining the other, and I’m wondering if one of us will disappear. When are experiences fake and when are they real? I’m awake while dreaming, I’m dead while alive.