Category Archives: Dreams

Kelli: “The non-stop dreams are out of control crazy! It’s not a complaint as I love to dream more than I like to be awake. I’m lucky because I usually don’t sleep deep enough (thanks Benadryl). They have just been crazy!

Have I visited anyone recently?”

Love and… music?

I was thrown by the wind or something to the other side of the mountains to the west and found this dirt road.  Everything looked white and dusty like limestone.  I started walking along the road past this building and there were a few cars going up the road.  Someone stopped and offered me a ride, I declined.  At night I walked into this house, then heard something and went back to what I Thought was the front door to make sure it was locked but it was to a game room.  There was a pool table, the floor was concrete instead of carpet, the walls were wooden, and I think the door on the other wall either went outside or to a garage.  I turned around to look at the wall and saw a trophy and ribbons, some black and white photo, and thought this was a dream.  Then thought I really had to keep it together .  There was a gunmetal guitar laying on a table on the other side of the room.  I wondered if I could pull a hand wave thing and bring it to me but couldn’t so I jumped up and floated to it.  I turned her into a woman and my hands were on her hips and we had sex on the table (I don’t even know).

I was standing outside my car in the parking lot, except it was a dark blue Hyundai Elantra or Sonata, waiting for someone to come out of this building.  I knew who it was in the dream but can’t remember now.  I started walking towards the building then realized I’d left something in the car.  Went back and forgot, noticed one of the back doors was open, closed it.  Saw the tail lights were on and went oh shit the cars on I need the key.  These two elderly ladies watched me run up to the front passenger door and said it was fine I didn’t have to hurry, and they found a spot somewhere else.  I pushed the button on the handle to open the door and turned off the engine.  This was a dentist office, did I mention that?  It wasn’t too busy, but then it started filling up and more patients were showing up like we missed the rush or something.  Oh, and the sun was kind of out.

So now the suns down and I crossed lightrail tracks.  I’m walking through some store with some interesting pictures on the walls, chicks in some fetish ball / Rob Zombie worthy costumes.  Vertical black and white corsets, green liquid latex, stuff and things.  I walked out with Nicola and Calypso.  My arm was around Nicola’s waist and her arm was around my shoulder, I made some comment about how she walked in the pair of heels she was wearing and how good her ass looked.  She made some comment about this guy in front of us being the only person who was interested in the shoes (shes involved in events, modeling, and has a clothing line irl).  We were making our way to the lightrail when she started to worry about someone she hadn’t been able to reach by phone, but they were way on the east side.  I told her to try and call someone to check up on him and we’ll drive that way so she can go check up on him, and I could go with or chill in the car.  I told Calypso she was welcome to join or I could take her home.  She decided to stay with us.  While we were on the train to my car it was a little brighter out and we were looking at the buildings at the stop.  Calypso asked why I didn’t design buildings.  I said it was a lot of math and engineering, and if you messed up it was a lot of liability and there are lives involved.  If I had a passion for designing structures I might have suffered through the math to be an architect but it’s not the kind of activity I’m interested in.

I think it’s funny this is the second time my brains dreamed about one of the hottest chicks in Phoenix.  She’s nice and has great business etiquette for events and everything else but we’re acquainted in the scene at best (which I think is too bad).  She’s closer to my unni and a couple other mutual friends.

I don’t wanna pet a koala anymore

I was in some house and there was so much stuff, like clothes and… stuff. It was like the first time I went to Gypsy’s house and she had clothing racks of all these awesome things. She had, ans still has, the best wardrobe ever (I’m caught up, teenage me is pleased).  And they were all organized, she really was the goth queen in my life when I was 15.  Except in the dream everything was everywhere and not organized or placed in their home if one was designated.   I opened a door that went into the bathroom and it was huge! There were yards of black and red fabric pinned to the ceiling and dividers and other garments hanging or thrown on them, on racks, chairs. I read something on the wall about when going somewhere and taking the essentials cause too much drags you down, and thought oh yeah, I need to downsize my closet. I walked through the hall into the kitchen and there was so much stuff but no one was around, like there was going to be a party, or it already happened. The kitchen counter had three notes on it, since whoever was writing ran out of room twice.  It was addressed to Brooke about where to go.

I was in an office bending down at the desk where Justin H was sitting. He was scrolling through a site trying to deal with something when he got up and Mark P bent down next to me and was talking to me about something but I didn’t care to listen. He folded his arms and leaned in to bump my shoulder. Did not care.

I was outside and it was grassy.  I can’t remember the last time I saw that much real grass.  There was a little rock wall / divider thingie and sitting on it was a little dog.  I ran up to go see it and he ditched me. 🙁  You came up to see what I was trying to pick up and I quit.  We walked over to a glass wall and saw someone bring a black bear cub out.  We got to see different animals and someone brought out a koala for us to pet. Someone had an angry little chiwawa and the hair down its back was raised up, it’s name was Raichu. People kept linking Pokémon names to real animals and we were cuddled up and laughing,  saying we wanted to go home and game. We were alone so I kissed you.  Thats when I realized my lips were dry and was all fuck, and was being super weird about it in my head, and you were amused and bit my lip, I bit back and giggled.  I was fine.  Irl I’m glad you’ve been alright with my quirks and my particular flavor of weird. You mentioned throwing Ever After or The Princess Bride on in the background after we talked gaming.  I’m thinking Princess Bride cause that’s the funny one and the director was mentioned. This doesn’t line up, other movies my brain ran through were Mel Brooks… completely unrelated. I looked out the window and saw this very ornate ferris wheel, it was decorated kind of like a merry go round on its side. There was a woman in a shiny black costume walking on it doing tricks and I wasn’t sure if she was supposed to be there or if she was part of cirque du soleil. There were a lot of things I questioned and thought were out of place.

Tell me something I don’t know brain…

I was stuck here due to bad weather on the west coast. It’s weird cause it was like “here” was NM, and NV was like Phoenix.  The only flight to get “home” had a layover in Oregon and that’s if that one didn’t cancel tomorrow. I made this huge mistake where I packed everything in my checked in bags except for the stuff on my purse I left in my hotel room.. so any way of identifying myself or contacting someone was inaccessible. I went to the front desk and spoke to the lady there who recognized me from checking in and I explained where my things were. I think she helped me out.

I was in a small room in the office with someone talking about how it was my last day in IT.  I said I wasn’t sure where I’d sit or if I could still chill with them sometimes since my group was in another state. Then I wondered if their perception of me would be that I gave up instead of realizing I was burnt out and never wanted to do this forever. I was going somewhere else but it was going to be weird. TSO and TLO had stayed here long after this building opened and not interacting with them at all felt isolating. I had some early morning interview and it was getting late, I was going to back out and email them to cancel it, it was some formality since I knew I already had it. People would have looked at it as a step down. 

I was with some friends and Josh was packed up about to make the trip to AZ.  It was so late at night we were all exhausted.  I looked at the glass door and noticed this building across the street, it was huge and the glass was tinted black, there were red and white lights that went up the building so planes could see it.  A lady sat next to me in the living room and we talked about random stuff. She gave an address and wasn’t sure but based on the street number I was sure it was in the Camelback corridor, or somewhere near Central. I got this huge purple envelope and inside was a card from the new department saying how excited they were to have me, with some words of encouragement, and some reminder about the interview and not to be worried. I had to check the time since I wasn’t sure if I’d missed it.

I was walking through a building with a couple girls I knew wondering if I should work in the Gilbert office or Tempe one whenever I came in, but the Gilbert one had more stuff around it (my brain remembered it like Town Square) and Ashley said Gilbert cause they’re in that building. My brain successfully merged the locations of two companies I worked for…

This parts a blur. I was back in the airport looking at the different art displays. We were walking through security and got separated, then you came back with candy.  The last thing you said to me was eeepoiyoh but in the context of cute instead of pretty.

Faux

We were lying in bed while gaming and taking turns on a single player but you started and hadn’t failed so I was stuck watching and play fighting and asking for the controller.  You’d gotten to some levels I’d never seen before and I asked how since I’d completed the game and unlocked *almost* everything.  You said you knew some codes and gave it what it wanted. While cuddled up I’d go from watching in disbelief to turning over and trying to steal the controller.

The room was dim and I was alone. There was a large Tokyopop poster on the wall and in the middle of the room a bed, with an old brassy metal frame, when I lifted the blanket I saw a couple holes in the mattress that looked like they were from nails scratching through.  Maybe from nightmares. This phone in a thick case chimed but I couldn’t swipe and get in. I looked at the other side and saw a little screen scrolling names and some pictures, I wasn’t sure if these were authorized users or previously successful logins.

I walked through this station trying to make my way through this mess of people while holding onto this melting truffle in my hand and got some chocolate on my white dress.  My fingers were covered in chocolate.  I made it inside through a hall where I saw some familiar people and kept walking down the hall.  There was food catered in the hallway, a bunch of pizza, random stuff, some guy went and grabbed this rack with a row of three tacos on them.  Everything seemed suspicious.  Like nothing is free, and if you aren’t paying for anything you are the product.  I had been here previously in the dream but it’s fuzzy.  Then I left and walked around, eventually walking up the steps in another building and sat in a row.  More girls came in, then left.  it was apparently a shuttle and it had been dark out but now there was sunlight.  I walked out and saw a crowd of people to the right in costumes for a celebration.  They were elaborate like the elite in Hunger Games, and it was everyone, like some lie that everyone was on the same playing field.

I kept walking to the side to avoid being seen and went towards home, or what had been designated as such, with the intention of passing it and getting over the wall with the picture, like a decal or wall wrapping, of a marina like in San Diego with a yacht (the colors were off).   This other girl and I were going to try and get out, she looked a lot like Alice Braga. We listened to the  person with the mic speaking to the crowd we just passed apologizing that due to some circumstance they were canceling / postponing carnival again but were getting to a point to say they were going to do it today anyway. We looked at each other and started running for the wall. It felt like it was so close but too far, and I could hear her breathing. I stopped when she did, grabbed her hand, and we kept running. That’s when we knew instead of being strangers or just being in it for oneself, we didn’t just have a common goal, we were in it together. She collapsed and I told her come on, we were almost there. Then she explained it was her lungs, they were gone because of her grandma, and did some hand gesture and mumbled something about this place and plastic surgery. My heart dropped. I wasn’t sure if it was a bad trade or if she had something mechanical that was failing. I wondered for a second if there was nothing there but that was impossible. How could they do this to her? I held her by the walls to the outside world while she was dying and woke up.

Valentina: “Well that was an intensely fierce dream. O_O

I wonder why when I rise to violence in a dream, I wake up feeling scared and like I need to curl up in a ball with a stuffed animal or someone protective.
I don’t know if anyone else feels that way.

On the positive side, awesome machete sword combos that were perfectly balanced. Going to have to go look online and see if those designs exist. They were fun!

Zombie dreams are always intense! This had a touch of that, except they weren’t really dead, or unaware.
More, possessed but conscious of their actions/self/etc?

Everythings better on the other side of the door

I was in bed and closed my eyes and imagined racing, then I was racing down an open mountain track thing like the Initial D games at Gameworks. Then I was in the backseat of a truck and could see open water and sunlight to my right so I thought it was the east coast but we were driving on the freeway and downtown Phoenix was up ahead so I wasn’t sure where I was. Based on the curves and direction of the freeway this was the 1-10 westbound around the Phoenix/Tempe border. We took a couple streets down to this building. The street names were all wrong and I asked why they changed. Apparently everything was privatized and bought up, even the streets. In this building, dad and I were in this golf cart going down a hall and he mentioned Ty always being around here lately which was weird. The halls and office space was cluttered with folding chairs and lab equipment like old experiments were moved off the table on to the floor to be discarded later. While going through another office floor there was this one guy with bags and piles of candy all around him at his desk and I asked if that’s the guy I’d heard of earlier with the kitkats and dad said he was. So when we were passing him I asked if he had any green tea kitkats since I saw other kinds and he was eating a white chocolate one, he said sure but as we were passing he handed me a box of nerds. I threw it back. We went through a door to another room that was dim. Everyone was in a folding chair facing the east wall and as we passed a couple girls in the crowd were excited to see me and said hi, then said to keep going and get out of here, that I was lucky. It’s like I’d known them and had been there but couldn’t remember. And it was like everyone thought whoever was in the next room had it better. We went through the next door down a hall into a room that felt more residential than commercial. The floors were wooden, there was a large window with floral drapes, a daybed against the window, and Lo sitting in a chair facing the tv. She was the beta tester at the end of the building, all alone. I think she was a game tester but she was isolated and miserable.

There was this building on the south side of the road and it was affiliated with Paris Hilton. It was a medical complex dealing with STI’s and plastic surgery, breast augmentation, aesthetician services, and that’s when I decided to walk in. I sat in one of the waiting area chairs up front and was sitting down at the same time as another girl with short hair (my brain hasn’t caught up to my hairs current length or color in dreams yet, mine was still dark and long). It was like the medical office that dealt with regrets. There was another office suite inside to the right dealing with laser tattoo removal so I got up to check it out. Walked in and there were people waiting, a couple standing by the window, I saw a small sign in form and started to fill it out but it was weird.

The purity of tea leaves?

I was in this house and Patti was there trying to pair me with someone. He was supposed to take me wherever I was going. I grabbed my backpack and didn’t want to carry my gaming headset so I left it and thought I’d grab it later.  I walked into this building and a bunch of people were waiting around to go through these doors. They were like extras waiting to sit I’m on a filming of a show. People went in and I left.

I wandered around downstairs and this building was loaded with people and on the floor was this almost conveyor belt thing like at the airport going the opposite direction I was going in. Someone in the group said someone was photographing their new wife and I jumped off. She was in white lace tea length dress, but I wasn’t sure if she picked a simple wedding dress or of this was just for after. I passed the crowed and went to this huge conference area.  There were people indoor racing and Matt and I ended up doing a couple laps.

I was in this weird… not resort?  Some weird venue, I’ve seen it in dreams before.  I had to go upstairs to this lounge. While walking up these steep wooden steps (this was all inside) I saw the owner and this elder black lady at the counter. I sat at the booth with a friend then Billie sat down and was sad about a recent break up, talking about when her and her now ex would eat together or enjoy tea and talked about the purity level of the leaves. We saw a friend sitting outside and this is where our group was gathering so I went out first and picked a spot in the middle of one of the large booths hoping when you got there you’d sit across from me or next to me.

Visit me in my dreams?

This morning my friend at work Terry said he had the strangest dream and felt he had to tell me about it since I love hearing about dreams.  In this one he was at a party and appetizer trays were going around.  They had bars of soap on them and he took a few and carved one into a cell phone and it worked.  He said it was weird, I thought it was nifty. lol

Online Kelli said “If I visit you in dreams, I’m on the prowl apparently.  Let me know the stories!!! I am so full of love and affection I could burst!”  I’m really hoping she visits me tonight now.  I’m kind of serious.  (I miss her)

I remembered dreams when I woke up this morning but I felt they weren’t worth recording so I don’t remember them now.  Visit me in my dreams, it’ll make me want to remember them.

Random passing thoughts in the shower tonight included omg hot water feels so good, I think hot water at the end of the day can fix almost anything.  I am going to lose all the purple in one shot… it’s okay I’m still good.  I shaved my legs omg they feel good.. I wanna wrap them around.. omg I shaved in between my… feels soooo smooth.  I’m all nice, and soft, and warm, why am I sleeping alone? I want chocolate.  No I don’t.  My sleep schedules still gonna be effed up.

Sage shared an article this evening called “Are you beautiful? I asked 100 men what ‘physical beauty’ is and the results shocked me” by Rozanne Leigh.  He said the headline was “kinda clickbate” but the article was true, stop getting sick over how you think you should look etc. I loved it, Margaret Cho and Tina Fey were quoted.  It kind of encompassed how I’ve viewed things the last few years and it really contrasts where my mindset was in my teenage years and early 20’s.  I think a lot of the issues I had were influenced by who I was around, the situations I was in, who I dated back in the day, and how I let those things impact my perspective.  Loving “gothic beauty” and counterculture probably helped a lot back then.  It’s funny that fighting to be me and not focus on appearance is probably what made me love myself inside and out, and saved me from some really bad things that probably could have killed me.  I shouldn’t even be here right now, and I’m so happy I am.  I’m comfortable in my own skin, and no one is ever going to change that.  This is redundant from yesterday, but I became that goth queen I wanted to be when I was 15.. and I rarely ever wear makeup. lol

It’s 11:45PM.  Dammit.

Scary !@#$ up cult like things

Terrible dream I was at this house where Ken was sick and playing some game but he was controlling a person like he was playing a sim, like in the movie Gamer. Then Sage and I went to grab food and a kid noticed a turtle on the hood of some truck or suv and pointed it out as animal abuse. We were shooting at a shipping container trying to get in when I’m cleaning knives and this chick has these huge knives with gold embellishments and they were hella fancy, there were comments I needed to upgrade mine.  Earlier I was sitting at a table and this elderly group was talking about going to a drive through movie and was disappointed. They were on vacation from Connecticut. I mentioned where to find a good one then brought up when I lived in Tempe and where there was also a good one as an example.

I walked through a house and dad is fixing the thermostat and is on the phone asking where a part is.. I guess something was supposed to ship and was late. I wandered around the house thinking it’s huge and unusual, and really off, but remembered all the kids that lived there.  All the rooms were empty, I passed by a room in the hall and see a man sitting at the dining room table staring at me.  Go to my bed but instead of it being a normal room it’s like off, like it’s outside but it’s not, and I went to go sit in bed and try to nap but once I was in there it was covered by a tarp like thing then covered in webs and bugs and I tried not to scream but started panicking. Someone moved some of the web for me to get out and motioned for me to follow. I said no I wouldn’t follow him and was busy? We discovered the building was run by a cult where the women were kept unconscious, inseminated, and hibernated motionless while pregnant. They called it “getting settled.” Then they’d do it over and over again, and the next generations did it, it’s all they did.

Aaaand woke up in my own blood.  Fantastic.  This used to never happen…

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand my goth mom posted online she had a string of nightmares last night about the nightmare house she used to live in years ago. Damn. :<

Brunch?

I had this dream mom and I couldn’t figure out where to go for brunch.  I mentioned a couple go to spots in Phoenix as examples and to contrast Vegas, since there are no options here.

Then I woke up.. and there aren’t as many options here.  Dammit.

Fuchsia: “I’ve been dreaming about Abelton every night.  How sad is that?”

Anjie: “I just woke up from the most horrific God awful dream I have ever had in my life. Waking up and being out of breath and crying is not something I ever want to experience again let alone the dream. It’s not something I want to face and refuse to face for many many more years. I can only hope it was just another crazy pregnancy dream but I have had in the past where I have dreamed of bad things and those bad things came to be and there is nothing I can do to prevent them because they aren’t my doing. Mother nature’s doing I guess you could say. Given the circumstances of everything that has happened in the last few months I’m absolutely terrified that it was more than just another pregnancy dream. I don’t know what significance September 20th ,2016 has but it will be a day I fear tremendously.”

Pillow forts

I guess I was at home only the layout was way different and roomier. We’d been talking about a bunch of random stuff and I was kind of in my own little world? Laying on my tummy on the floor, black hair in my face (my dreams haven’t adjusted to the lighter hair yet). You moved my hair out of my face to kiss me and it made me happy but I was all awkward. It was late, we had a bunch of fluffy blankets on the ground like a pillow fort and a futon in front of the tv. New Archer was going to come on and you said oh then you could rest for now and rolled to face away from the light from the tv. I went to cuddle you then thought I should go upstairs and find pjs. I also thought what if mom came home early, they’d left for the summer. We already killed the lights so I’d pull the covers above us, she’d think its just me and go upstairs. I never knew what day she’d return from San Diego.

When I scooted close to put my arm around him I looked up and thought wow, he really is the most gorgeous individual I’ve ever met. It’s everything, it’s more than the superficial, it’s his mind, what he thinks, his preferences. It’s what we’ve gotten right, what we’ve done wrong, our flaws, our histories, what we’ve made it through, all these things that make us who we are. That’s what makes us as individuals amazing. Even in dreams one internal, silent little wow encompasses all that. Even when I move forward with reality, my dreams struggle to let go, instead they hold on as tight as possible, fighting my will to adjust. 2014 was celibate up until a one night stand with a friend, and celibate through the end of the year until I fell into some unintentional monogamy. I think that’s warped me, made it a little harder, but even in dreams I think the world of him. That’s cool but, just chill brain. It’s so weird, in dreams I know, I don’t know, but I know it’s like I could blink and he’s gone. It’s almost like an abandonment fear. I’ve never had abandonment issues in my life, with anyone. It’s usually been me who walked and I’ve always been very up front about doing it. 

Later in the dream I  went upstairs to go through my closet and saw a bunch of stuff hanging up I didn’t recognize only to realize later they came with other things. The room was wrecked and I was trying to figure out what happened. There were pins on the bed with a card from Aaron which freaked me out. I thought about moving to San Francisco, I could make it there, find another company, I wasn’t sure what I was trying to prove or who I was trying to prove it to, but I think it was to myself, cause I’m dumb. I have dumb moments. Then I was in some store and these kids rushed by. I walked out to the street and was with Angela going over pics from a previous trip where the streets were flooded and we were there and there were other random pics I can’t remember. We were near union square. I walked into a market and there were all kinds of random foods. I was walking through an aisle to find someone I was with and this lady I’m passing points out this display with a bunch of tea, I said it’s not what I’m looking for thinking mint tea doesn’t sound bad. I look at it and it’s spearmint. I feel like an asshole. Then I think that’s not what I want though…so am I thinking peppermint?

I heard the loud one exclaim down the hall you’d be back in a week yesterday. He sounded excited.

My brain is screwing dates up

I somehow got confused into thinking April 4th was my birthday and was sad no one said anything on fb or irl. I was upstairs at my former roommate’s house (but it was the house I grew up in) showering and trying to get cute and remembered wanting to show you Postinos or La Grande Orange so I texted asking if you had a couple hours free. I knew you’d just gotten back and it was a long shot but I decided to ask anyway.

Knives and eyes

I had this terrible dream I was going in for surgery on my left eye.  I had to be awake for it and they were cutting below the eye, like above my cheekbone to get to the nerve or something.

When I was driving to work this morning I remembered there was an earlier dream with a lot of snow, a lot of people were snowboarding because everything was covered and I almost fell off the shoulder of the road down a cliff.  Wtf brain.

Puffy stars

I was sitting on a bench next to mom in the park in the middle of the neighborhood I grew up in. There were people playing basketball, shuffleboard, soccer way on the other side of the field, and beer pong off to the side.  You came to visit, I think I extended an invitation.  I was wearing warm gray slacks and a vest, and this badass burgundy silk tie, like rich burgundy, idk why this color stood out in my dream. I can’t even remember the color of my shirt. You had this WWII German style coat, it reminded me of the 2004 Achtung Playtime line Lip Service did except different and it was the dark red vinyl.  Anyway, I thought it was funny we matched without coordinating. Mom was falling asleep and I txted you I was taking her inside.  I came back and you were dressed casually in a white shirt and when I walked up you said you got the text.

I said I’d rather go to a movie or spend the night cuddling on the floor. Then I was sitting on the floor in pajamas getting frustrated on a Super Mario level after losing Yoshi and getting bit by a sleeping fish so I turned off the game. You’d gotten up and I followed almost tripping on the carpet.. really tripping on nothing cause I’m good at that. I asked where you were going and you were about to tell me but I kept kissing you and opened the top half of your robe and kept kissing down your chest. I appreciate how the look on your face went from being a little thrown off to a devious smile. I paused because I remembered asking you a question and thought it was rude to interrupt, you walked backwards while holding me close until you were sitting on a sofa. We hadn’t stopped kissing the entire way.

I woke up and wanted to tell you you visited so I grabbed lined paper and a purple ball point pen to get it down then woke up again.  I folded these puffy origami stars and later looked out the window to see them in the night sky. They were huge and there was a red star by the moon. I tried to get a picture but had issues turning the flash off and when I figured it out the sun had come up and it was cloudy. Lame.

Bekah

Random dream a bunch of friends were getting ready for fetish ball inside a hotel room at the Ramada where the after parties are held.  I was having issues undoing knots in the ribbons on the back of my dress. I brought my black and red vinyl gown, the one from lip service that’s 4 lbs of vinyl.  One of the ladies helped me out and cinched me in.  There was some other part where I was resting in bed and Nicola was either asleep or pretending to be asleep and she.. was cuddling aggressively?  I don’t know how else to put this. Kevin was looking for a razer and I mentioned having some at home, and home being 15 minutes away. Then I remembered I didn’t live in east Phoenix anymore and was trying to figure out where home was.

In this other dream Bekah and I were kissing and rolling around in bed when she pulled me on top of her and pulled my face closer to hers to kiss me sweetly.  It was dark and gradually getting lighter so it seemed like it was around sunrise.  I pulled her hair and whispered something in her ear (can’t remember) and heard her gasp, I kissed her all over and we were twitchy and it was fun.

Wasting away

I had some really weird dream early this morning.  This guy came in and was just off, he had long grey fluffy hair, flowery shirt, and was walking on all fours backwards like the Exorcist. We had an impossible language barrier.. Jimmy had mentioned it previously and was hoping I could help. He said a word and Jimmy held up a shirt and he said yes and pointed and laughed. Then there was something else. Then he asked hay yin and yang? I didn’t know how to explain it but tried man and woman by saying yin and pointing to myself and yang then pointing to Jimmy.

There was one this afternoon where a couple girls and I climbed up this ladder which lead to a small door. It took a while to get it to open, then one of the girls climbed inside, and we yelled for her to come back.  She was gone for a while.  I was holding her dog in one arm, he was a little white mop dog.  He started barking then jumped in after her.  A minute later we heard screaming and barking, but it was so dark in there, the other girl and I couldn’t see anything.

There were many others I can’t remember.  Why the !@#$ is everyone bringing up Japan and Japanese stuff?  I’m talking with my friend online and he’s drinking Asahi, Sahar posts online about starting wedding plans and a honeymoon in Japan, it’s been like this all week.  I keep thinking maybe it’s just more noticeable right now, or maybe it’s so integrated with my friends because we’re all nerds and a lot of Japanese pop culture has been steadily flowing in for years.  With the exception of meds, and lunch downstairs, I slept the entire day and woke up when the sun went down.  This feels like my old schedule, and I feel like I wasted the entire day even if it was for “recovery.”  I’m still a little mad about it, after months without antibiotics, and hoping my immune system could kick this on its own, I had to get assistance.  It’s been about two weeks now.  Sleeping the entire day away was my life a couple years ago, it’s familiar and it bothers me.  I don’t want to go back to that. It was like being Saya, sleeping forever, waiting to get out of the casket.

Sage: “Had a dream that the earth got hit with a massive solar flare that knocked out electricity and cell signal and. caused a heat wave so bad that the ice caps melted. People died … Cars didn’t work… Riots broke out. I am Glad it was just a dream and hope it stays that way.”

Russ: “Uugghh horrible LONG dream last night that i was back working in relay. I kept fucking up the call so bad that the guy on the line finally got so frustrated that he committed suicide by hanging himself. And i was like YES fucking call is finally over! But then they had me call 911 afterwards and i was like godDAMNit!!”

The sun and the moon

I was at GWCC (it looked completely different) and was trying to pay for a couple sheets of paper I printed out for an assessment and the lady behind the counter was having issues with it so she called someone else over and I recognized him but couldn’t place it at first. Then I realized he was one of my instructors to a class I never showed up to, and I couldn’t remember his name or what he taught.  He thought I was a former student and made a comment on how nice it was to graduate. While walking away I pieced together I was currently enrolled in a course but  couldn’t remember any details.  My dad was at the counter and I told him I couldn’t do GWCC. MCC was a breeze but GWCC was off, and I was gonna fail all my classes and get a bunch of F’s so I should just drop all my classes now and try and salvage my GPA, but who knows if I’ll even try next semester.
I walked away and as I was passing a building realized I only remembered this teacher and these classes in my dreams and that’s why I miss everything.  So this was a dream and those classes weren’t real, and I should walked back to see what would happen.  I was walking through a grassy field and these guys were kind of walking around like zombies, I pushed my hand forward to see if the person near me would move back. Nothing happened and it was like they went aggro and started coming at me, so I put a lot of force into pushing the air in front of me and they went flying back.  I decided to test the dream out by moving the sun from the east to the west and it went a little too far down so I brought it up just a little above the mountain that way it was right around sunset.  Then I woke up in a black framed day bed to the moonlight flooding in but I couldn’t find the moon when I looked out the window. My skin looked very pale and glowy. There was a lamp near the door with a faint green glow, and then I actually woke up for real because the alarm.

I miss K-Town

I was sitting at my desk and you caught me by surprise, saying good bye.  I squeaked out a bye, and then you peeked back in the doorway smiling to see if I still had a ridiculous expression and if my heart was still beating like a rabbit’s.  When I saw the smile on your face I realized ohh, he’s “leaving” but I know better, and said “bye” again a couple times.

There was this demanding lady expecting so much equipment for her title, pretty much everything they get plus an ipad and some other crazy stuff.  She was going to need a cabinet to get it all out.  And I was going through the buildings and they were huge, I misplaced my bag and needed to find it and thought if I walked out someone up front would know where it’s at,  these buildings were huge, like Asian market huge.  Then I was sitting on a nearly empty school bus with Jade and her brother.  We were going south looking out the window at this epic park that was pirate themed with ships and flags, swings, other stuff  you’d see at a large park.  I said why don’t we figure out something to eat, then we can come back to the park for a little bit before I take you guys home and they were all for it.  We were going down these windy roads, the grid was gone.  We got turned around in this huge lot and I saw a bunch of Korean and Chinese lettering, and another building with Korean lettering and the Mexican flag and went omg, this is a huge Korean Mexican market, it’s a fusion market the size of the Assi Market in Korea Town!!! (which I recently found out closed irl). It was like being in CA again with the trees and grass, and the roads getting narrow, all the shops and things I wanted to check out and explore later.  I had to try and remember the name of at least one of these shops so I could Yelp or Google map them later.  The roads going south reminded me of NorCal but the places we ended up were so K-Town.

When we got there we had to take this lift up to the second floor, it was like riding a ski lift and when I was all the way up some Shiseido cosmetic cotton fell out of my bag, and I couldn’t save it from falling, lost my balance, and was pushing myself against a wall, trying to keep myself from falling to the bottom floor.  This place was pretty, there was so much red everywhere, not the bright obnoxious red, the deep almost burgundy stained wood red, and gold trim accents.  The place was huge, there was a little bridge, and trees with flowers.  There were lanterns.  I was about to fall and was freaking out and someone came and grabbed me.  I went to the restaurant my party was going to, opened this huge red door, and started yelling at this one guy since they kept walking instead of helping me.  Then took the lift back down but couldn’t find what I dropped.  My phone was acting stupid so I called Verizon, who is my personal carrier irl, and the dude pissed me off so I said you know what, I’m gonna hang up on you and call my account exec and hung up.  When I got to the top I was lead upstairs again to another suite and was left with this lady.  The floor had all these cushy mats and she grabbed my foot and started um, doing stuff with some machine and sudsy stuff, I tried saying a couple things in Korean and in some super heavy accent she asked if I spoke Korean, I responded “jogum.”  She was all ahhh, and made a comment on how I have words but I’m scattered on the language, and her accent got better and she became way more understandable as we interacted.

I can’t remember how I got there, cause dreams like to blip, but I was standing in a kitchen rinsing out bleach from my jet black hair, and the smell was burning my eyes.  I dumped purple die over it then realized I effed up because I didn’t have my hair stylist bleach my roots again and even though it wasn’t store bought dye, like it came from a legit shop where you need a license, the order I did everything in was off.

Then I woke up. The end.

Katherine’s Dream

“So, last night I had a dream that I explored a giant old abandoned mansion. It may have been located in Leland, IL; which any of my fellow past Lelanders will know, that’s quite impossible. But anyway… I’m fuzzy on the details, but I know that I befriend a little girl I found there, an onryō… She was able to have a cute innocent little girl form generally, but her onryō form was deeply terrifying. So… for whatever reason I wanted to be her friend and I had a somewhat protective nature about it; I kind of wanted to take care of her… But at the same time, I was walking on eggshells, terrified of pissing her off. I must say I have a good idea of what all of this symbolizes…”

Hiding behind masks

The smart one and I were leaving the office talking and he said not to mention it to anyone and shows me this screen listing thousands of dollars, he looked really proud of it, and I joked MGM was up the street. We passed a park and he placed his backpack on a table to go down a slide but it had a bunch of things like sweaters and pillows stored on it. We kept walling and sat at this bench, Ralph sat next to him and Jimmy sat next to me. I took a phone call and it was John confirming I was coming over for dinner. I was trying to verify where he was and it seemed like an hours drive west like he was way at the west end of Phoenix. Jimmy mentioned having an hour and a half drive, I asked what happened to Chinatown? He said things weren’t working out there and he was having issues with his mom. People were mixing drinks and bringing them back to the table. I was explaining something to John and he recommended getting a Manhattan to calm my nerves or something. Ralph had just made one so I was going to ask him to make me one but never got around to it.

I was in this open space in this house and was aware of this shadowy idk how to describe it, think Assassin’s Creed black cloaked figure / the movie Ink / really cool looking (bronze?) mask I *think* I saw in Marco Polo, but possibly remember from something else… I was trying to confront and when he appeared I’d start to suck air in, like the witches from Hocus Pocus trying to eat souls but this was to not let mine go or something. I kept trying to see who was behind the blackish bronzeish mask and got closer a couple times. Then I looked in this glass case and in the reflection saw senpai taking his gray hoodie off, wearing a bright green shirt underneath. I turned around and this figure was so close behind me I almost bumped him. But this time he grabbed me and I glomped forward to kiss him, knowing it was him, and that he was just stuck and concealed.

I showed up to a party for Lauri and Patti had been upset about previous occurrences I couldn’t even remember. As the evening continued I was concerned about my things.  I was playing some phone game with Lauri and her two friends had fallen asleep, lying down and stretched out on their chairs on the other side of the table. This game was almost like some turn based situational thing with points and keys from other phones that had signed into the game previously. During the game play I was digging through my bag to grab something and Patti rushes up saying she’d told me not to go through and empty my bags. I tried explaining I wasn’t gonna empty them and just needed something and how was I gonna sleep over if I couldn’t grab stuff. This was a little party for Lauri. And Patti’s husband, who was supposed to be Lauri’s step dad, gave me this nasty look from across the table like I was the most annoying person. Lauri tried to keep the game going even though it was just us and it really needed more than 2 players. There was a video playing in the background of her and her friends in what looked like school photos but with wigs and masks and props. She said they went to this video store / Zia and  paid $900 to play with all the props and take photos. The dad mentioned it was time for the girls to go upstairs and pass out in his bed soon which triggered a huge red flag.

I’m so sick right now when I was half awake a couple hrs ago I heard the tiniest snore on exhale. I was caught snoring on the couch once by mom in high school, she said I was super tired… and I never fell asleep on the couch unless I was sick. She said it was really quiet and cute and I was all omg mom. Now I’m wondering if this is because I’m sick or if I’m getting older and am starting to snore. gdi.