Category Archives: Dreams

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?

The last 5 laptops I opened up wouldn’t pull an IP on wifi and the DHCP scope was full. This happened recently irl. I could be sleeping another 30 minutes before my alarm. Y U do this brain?

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.

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.

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.

I haven’t been posting them but I’ve been having weird dreams all week. At different office jobs I never worked irl, to scenarios with exes like we never broke up until later in the dream then it was like a flashback. I was told that I mumble in my sleep, this is making me wonder what I say at night.

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?

Oh yeah so, I had a dream there was Venezia’s pizza in Las Vegas. Wifey was in my dream with me and there was a group and we were coordinating food at some Irish pub… I want Venezia’s.

Had a dream with my bunny in it, and then the person who hurt me when I was 17, that’s out of order. The last two nights have been dumb where are my zombies and explosions?

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.

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

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!!!!

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.

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. 

Weird dreams continue with thunderstorms and derps out swimming regardless, owning a Pontiac, working in a hospital, having a caramel colored pet bunny, some weird home office setup that’s floor to ceiling, dive bar, weird organic food place, more ish I can’t remember.

Just woke up from a dream I was in a ballroom dancing competition.

.. I had no idea what I was doing.

Had a dream I was eating lunch with Natasha, and Batty (Christina), and Lee was on his way.

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.

Just woke from a dream, 4 degrees was going to be the high for the next two days in NV. How Twilight Zone.

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.

I jacked his seat at lunch to sit with our friends, so when he came back he bumped my hip when sitting down next to me and we were shoulder to shoulder close on the bench. Some rl friends made appearances. Later I brought him to the Chinese Cultural Center, it was huge and many stories high, very different from real life and like something from a movie. I remember some other bits and cool places but it’s fuzzy. Friendly, awkward, weird sense of nostalgia, awkward and awesome when inappropriately close but cautious, sometimes not sure if flirting or trying to get a response (like Archer calling Lana an idiot). All the feels from someone I’d never met, thanks brain!

/eyeroll

This morning I had a zombie dream, it was like watching walking dead, in one part Daryl was making weapons with sharpened license plates drilled to really thick paint stir sticks. We were hiding in a housing development that had walls but wasn’t gated, it started raining and we locked the doors when two cats came in through the cat door in the kitchen and was all !@$%^ and one of them was infected so I grabbed a butcher knife and when it came at me I had to hold my hand out and push it against a wall while chopping it’s head off. It took a few chops, it was nasty.

There was another part in the dream where we were on this back road and a zombie herd was behind us, and some stragglers were in front, some still in cars or just wandering where they’d turn, one was flipping out “driving” heavy machinery. A little boy freaked out and got out of the car trying to run a path through the chaos but was stopped and surrounded. The weird creepy thing was they got closer and put their hands on his shoulder and one licked the back of his head And looked up at us like they won, like they were aware, it was more of an I Am Legend vibe than anything. And she looked like an alt zombie stripper.

The dream changed and I was in this huge house wandering downstairs and sat down on a bar stool in the kitchen. This couple was there in gear suitable for a fetish ball, and they had sex right there on the tile. Weirdest thing is my mom and I saying nothing trying to be polite but it’s so awkward so I say yeah I’m gonna take off and she’s all yeah so we end up hanging out in another part of the house and its uber modern contemporary. Then I went downstairs to the gallery and ended up flippin through channels watching tv on the couch with someone my brain assigned as an SO and was panicked I should have told him something important before getting involved but hadn’t like I’d forgotten.

Then I remembered I forgot to disclose something bad happened when I was 17 cause my brain thought his mom and the other guys mom was the same lady, they aren’t irl, but yeah it was weird. I got up and went outside, it was dark and raining, saw an old roommate doing laundry, taking up all the washers and dryers, was taking off and heard a voice, turned back and saw Marisa upstairs, said hi, decided to walk back and was trying to decide if the house I grew up in was closer cause I left my phone there, and the sun was out and the rain stopped and it was closer down the sidewalk so I decided to go get my phone. I hadn’t used the front door in years so the lock looked foreign and required my key and some combination, went inside and was glad the door opened cause I wasn’t sure if a recliner or something was blocking it on the other side. Some group of friends were in the living room hanging out and watching tv, I asked when my SO was and where someone else was, they weren’t sure. I ended up walking to the kitchen and woke up… aaaand that’s my dream rant.

I wasn’t sure if I was experiencing my first seizure, or sleep paralysis, or night terrors. I’m freaked out though.

I was having some extremely realistic dream like I’d just woken up (in the dream) And there was this furry little pet under my bed and I pulled him up trying to remember.. we have a dog? So I walked out the room looking for a mirror instead of directly at the animal in my arm and the placed him next to a mirror on the table, but he was a fluffy long haired brownish cat. My parents hate cats. This cat’s fur was so real, the texture and softness, the warmth, I had no idea I was dreaming. I walked around the house and the rooms looking for a more comfortable place to crash, so other than where the dream started this house was nothing like real life. Found an L shaped couch with another short hair tabby with lighter fur. So I found another room and passed out only to hear my parents looking for me.

This is the part where I actually woke up. I’m lying on my back and my head is turned left, I thought I heard my parents saying I was being loud but wasn’t sure if that was the dream or if it really just happened. Then I noticed the noise in my right ear like when someone opens a gate on a metal fence, or when children play in a playground and you hear something resonate in a metal pole but it’s not a clank, more of a scrape for lack of better terminology. It kept getting louder in my right ear, and I knew it wasn’t real, and that awknowledgement made me feel worse.

So I tried moving my head to face the ceiling and couldn’t. The inability to move made me wonder about sleep paralysis. The noise in my right ear getting worse in combination made me wonder seizure. I quit trying to move seeing if I could try in a minute but could feel my right eye start to twitch really bad and forced myself to finally move. I opened my bedroom door and no one else was awake so I imagined the entire exchange going on outside my door. I’ve never dealt with anything like this before. I’ve been on zero medication recently but just took my .5 klonopin as a hail Mary for some restful sleep.

I was in a house with a bunch of spiders on then walls and hanging on the ceiling. I couldn’t take two steps without one being over me, they were all huge and different. I tried going through the backdoor but realized it’d be worse outside. This place reminded me of the old military housing at Williams AFB.

At one point I went with a group to a movie theater and the seats were assigned, I fought some lady over who had this one seat and our tickets had he same number printed or they weren’t printing in order or something. I was holding a baby (like around 12 months old) in my lap, but instead of looking at the ocean waves on the screen, would rather look away to his right or play with his feet.

Then at some other time we were leaving to different countries and trying to figure out where we’d survive best. These two girls in school girl uniforms hit a volleyball in or direction and I hit it away from my face but it flew to the right into this large booth. They complained it was gone so I went back and got it for them. After walking past they threw it back telling me to keep it. I threw it over my head saying something like since it’s being offered now at this point, it has no value.

NONE of this makes sense. Also, !@#$%^ SPIDERS!!!!