Category Archives: Dreams

Had an awful dream mom passed away recently and I was not handling it well at all. Very chaotic dream, lots going on, the house I was renting was decent but weird, a friend was over trying to help me cope, a bunch of people started coming over like they lived there now and I was all wtf I have a lease here, and it seemed like we all had leases but I could never figure out how to reach the owner of the house to fight this or at least find out what was going on. The guy that I kind of sort of wasn’t seeing recently and dropped made an appearance in the dream and then over time became my ex in Phoenix (they’re very different people personality and background wise but share some traits and honestly share some damage). Ugh.

Woke up from a dream that felt like it was a lifetime ago and it’s fading and getting fuzzier by the second. It was unsettling and a lot was going on, there was something towards the end where it was like watching a movie, this woman had captured someone who harmed her or something she loved and she had them restrained on her couch, she wanted revenge and tried to shoot them but couldn’t pull the trigger. Somewhere else someone she worked with on resolving this issue was out dealing with some other business and was dealing with a lot of facetious dismissal because his badge or ID or whatever thing he had that proved his status wasn’t on him at that time. He looked down, smiled, laughed and shrugged it off because he was on his way back to see her anyway so who cares.

Back in the apartment she stepped out from the hall with a gun drawn in both hands and a blindfold over her eyes. She hadn’t realized her captive had quietly undone their restraints and had slipped away. The gentleman who had rushed back to her opened the apartment door and a moment later she pulled the trigger killing him. For a second there was darkness, then it looked like the room was covered in shredded newspaper up to his chin. She took her blindfold off and saw him fall to the ground, and I woke up.

Just woke up from a dream my rapist from when I was a teenager kidnapped me and took me to some chop shop in what looked like west Phoenix, and then it turned out to be somewhere off Flamingo in Vegas. He started raging about my fb posts calling him out.

All I wanted was a nap, brain. Woke up exhausted too.

Crazy dream the town houses I grew up in were partially torn down and partially used within a new complex design for split residential and commercial space. I was walking through one that had stained concrete floors, and that general minimal grey and white palate kind of like what I remember from some of an old employer’s HQ. I was visiting Rowley and followed him up the stairs then made a wrong turn left and he directed me right. He had my old room! It still had the purple walls I painted but it was expanded and had a floor to ceiling glass wall that faced out to 44th and the old elementary school was gone, it had been replaced by businesses and there was a little Mexican restaurant across the street. He also had two of my old paintings that were accidentally left behind on the walls, and the wall facing in was also partially glass with a glass door that was relocated further in from where it was originally. There were interesting things going on but it was the architectural changes in that dream that really stood out.

Stress dreams continue. Three day strike combo!

This one was extra weird, I always felt like I was running late. There was a lot of food, like a banquet for some huge event on campus and Idgaf until I saw the cannolis but had to keep walking. There were a lot of halls. I eventually got back into my room and it was hard to tell if I was with classmates or coworkers. I was napping next to someone who had some heart monitor on them but wasn’t sure what our connection was, then realized a friend I really cared for was waiting for me and had to get up. Then when I was trying to find my hello kitty luggage (that I have irl) to take with me cause I wasn’t planning on walking all the way back across campus, I was stopped. The luggage was carrying some super important hardware but I can’t remember what. The person trying to stop me turned out to be some Chilling Adventures of Sabrina level boss fight and I thought he was going to kill me on the spot until I remembered signing the book of the beast and that I came back stronger, so I made it out, and then I woke up. That friend was still waiting on me to go get boba tea. ._.

More stress dreams.

Stress dreaming I’m trying to figure out how to dial 911 secretly without getting caught while some guy talks about how he’s going to kill me. I hate stress dreaming.

I can’t remember dreaming at all last night. I went to bed late and woke up right before 7am, because it’s Saturday?

Dreams the last couple days have been weird. They’re usually weird, but this is a different flavor of weird. I vaguely knew I was dreaming and tried to go against physics but suck at it then the dream either changes the setting or I wake up. I “woke up” in the back seat of a car with a friend next to me and another friend in the front passenger seat. The driver seat wasn’t occupied but the car was on autopilot. I legit referenced previous dreams like this freaking me out in the dream, but dream me acknlowdged the technology caught up to this being possible and it was okay. I also almost jumped into the driver seat to take control of the vehicle (or in case the auto pilot shut off or messed up) but didn’t after making the acknowledgement. This was one of those dream in a dream things. They’re still weird af.

A couple nights before that I was walking around a backyard garden with mom, the dirt was piled into these beds and waiting to be smoothed out for planting. I noticed something sticking out of the ground and dig it up, it looked like something you’d use to steep tea in, then I found more, then there were empty boxes of tea. They weren’t mine and I drink a lot of tea. Then I realized they were buried because it was for some other chick and realized my dad was cheating on my mom. Weird af dream.

But nothing from last night. *shrug*

Fighting the depression these days has been a real struggle.

I was just crying uncontrollably in my dream. You were there, Idk how. I’ve got bits and pieces of having a little girl in my arms and Idk if I was babysitting here but I was out grabbing a pizza and having a hard time holding her in one arm and trying to grab my wallet with my other hand, but was afraid to put her down like I’d lose her. It was a ridiculous juggling thing and eventually I got out of the way from the growing line behind me. And I noticed some of my collectors items, vinyl toys, and some vintage things, some things from when I was a child, and tried to pack some of them up to bring back but didn’t have the capacity for a lot so I tried to pick out what was important and go.

Then I went down the hall again to the front and saw a tall skinny awkward girl with looooong black hair at the counter and said “why is my daughter so much taller than me?” And she turned and shrugged and gave some stereotypical teenage response. And then I saw this older version of her with a couple kids of her own and a husband and it was some weird multigenerational thing.

And then I was laying in bed and you had your back to me. Idk how we got there, it felt like we were in an unresolved fight and there was silence because we didn’t know what’s to do, but we were afraid of losing that closeness, that comfort in proximity. I was hurting so bad inside and I knew you were too. I had my arm around you and was snuggled up against your back, and you finally spoke up and said you didn’t think I loved you anymore. And I tried to speak and my voice cracked, and I was choking down tears when I tried again and said I never stopped, I just forbade myself from contacting you because things were wrong. And after a little more silence you whispered something about instructing me to look at a bunch of flowers, get all of them, the ones that stood out, and that you were designing me a ring. I didn’t know how to respond to that, it felt like a promise I wanted… but it felt like a lie. Maybe it was a lie and this was your way to punish me because you felt some right to revenge. Even though I didn’t know what for, we were both there because we both cared and were both hurting, but I never created the barrier. Because I didn’t answer, you asked me if I wanted to do it instead, like it would ensure this would happen because now it was on me, and that’s when I lost it and started crying. Loud crying. Ugly crying. You’ve seen it before in 2016. This wasn’t any different. This was ugly and painful.

And I just woke up gasping and crying and I’ve just been laying here in bed. You were beside me a minute ago making a promise, and even in the dream I was in disbelief and had to let go of you and turn on my other side to try and control myself, and you were turning to hold me, and here I am by myself crying. This fucking hurts so bad. Regardless of how hard I try to move forward and do whatever I have to do in my life. Whether I talk to you or not. Whether we’re actively in each other’s lives or are suspended it still fucking hurts and I don’t know what to do with myself.

Accidentally crashed out as soon as I got home earlier in the evening and now it’s almost 3am. >_>

Just woke up from the weirdest dream with lots of running around and it was chaotic. The only nice calm bit was making out with Troy which is really weird. And in the dream he was really good. Irl this is never happening lol.

One of my worst nightmares (that I’ve thought out a while back) just woke me up. Long dream with lots of stuff on and then I was in an suv on auto pilot while in the passenger seat in a ball gown (it was my birthday and I was upset I couldn’t ge my make up right when I needed to the most). I mean it was a long dream but I was trying to get to a facility to get a flight out to Phoenix and was at a military base. I ended up in the wrong spot by a dock, it was dark and there was no one by the gate, I had to get the vehicle to turn around and hopped into the driver seat but it backed up too far and off the doc into the water and started to sink and as soon as I backed into the water thought “NO.” Like my worst nightmare just happened and this is how I’m going to drown and die. It’s sinking and I try to unlock the door and before opening it I’m wondering if I have time to call 911 or if I can articulate or if they can find me in time or if I need to try to get out or if I’ll sink in the ice cold water in this gown and just woke up holy fuck. I’m trying to not cry and I feel ridiculous. That level of panic that I was about to die very painfully is awful.

In the earliest part of the dream I can remember I was basically Buffy but still looked like myself. I was still me, and was returning to my hometown from somewhere, no idea where. I was dead and couldn’t remember where it was or what happened there, and was in a dark blue floral summer dress (almost like one I own irl) and I was trying to find Casey (someone I was acquainted with years ago) but couldn’t find him and waited inside some cottage like place? It was warm inside, like warm hues you get from a fireplace or candlelight but nothing was on fire. And someone else came around and said “he better not be in there” and I realized it was in reference to Spike. I was there alone until this red headed chick came to get me, I forgot her name but it started with a C.. Chelsea? Maybe? And I got into a black carriage and Spike was inside to take me home and as we got closer we saw people coming up to the street to yell at us when they realized he was with me. I couldn’t remember why I was annoyed with him but put my hand up to his face and kissed his cheek cause he looked absolutely miserable from the reaction he was getting and wasn’t even fighting it.

I was wandering around in one of the halls in my high school in a blue gown and don’t remember what happened there. I’m missing a lot of the middle but there were bits like it being my birthday and putting on this light bunk floral gown that was kind of heavy and I was supposed to go to a thing, and people were prepping for it and there was a bunch of food. I thought I was all set to go and realized I wasn’t wearing any make up, like I still looked good but with the fancy af cake dress I could have done better so I went to grab my makeup bag and stood by the mirror. Then I was somewhere else and was frustrated I couldn’t get it right when usually it’s easy. The one time I really really cared it was just a disaster and I had a melt down and my mom was in the house going wtf, and then a friend I know who works at Sephora irl came out of another room and walked off before I could hit her up. I wiped the make up off and tried a second time and was like fuck it. Wiped all it off again and went with a clear face. It was dusk then but when I went outside again it was midday and it was bright. I was in a car and got turned around, realizing I was on the wrong side of the Mexican American border but was in line to get back and had my passport on me. And that’s when it got dark and I was in another suv and shit got bad. It was really scary.

Just had a dream I had a 6 year old daughter named Hannah. Earlier in the dream I thought I was going to die in labor and it was so bad I blacked out so I couldn’t remember it. The ob also mentioned something about vaginal seizures every 5 minutes and I thought he meant spasms but he insisted seizures, and “tattooed” markers at different points in my vaginal canal where the seizures caused muscle spasms so wtf ob. She was so itty bitty at first and then she was growing up fast. She was the best thing that ever happened in my life, my everything. I couldn’t even remember labor at all other than some vague understanding that it was difficult and I probably couldn’t handle another one even though I could tell I was asking myself internally “…or could I?” Maybe it won’t kill me, I don’t rememeber it being so bad. And then looking at Grandma and a couple others at the table chatting and thinking things would get uglier. And Hannah was sick with a cold and everything was nuts, I had to travel and didn’t want to leave her. Grandma and I were not on good terms (it wasn’t my mom and idk if it was MIL). I don’t remember an SO or anything. I just woke up mid dream and am so exhausted.

Of course I woke up in the worst shape in forever. Full blown fibro flare. I thought this stress was gone now.

More stress dreams. I don’t remember a lot about it other than being stuck researching and building somethings and then you being there to hold me emotionally hostage. You kept jerking me around and around one point I mentioned being in the worst physical pain for over a month straight, so you verbalized the right response but it was bs.

I hate stress dreams. Idk who was worse, you in the dream or Nephrite manipulating tf out of Naru since I’ve been rewatching sailor moon.

Lots of dreams, very fuzzy. I remember having deja vu in the dream cause I saw a pandemonium magazine on the floor in a living room. Manga Sailor Moon was on the cover, snd there were three different issues spread on the carpet. There was a decent amount of manga on a couple of bookcases in the corner of the room. I wandered the house and checked out the different rooms. Went to the main room and saw my friends around. Noel and Keith were there among others. Josh was there. The group was doing some weird “not it” thing and I was last to notice so I was gonna take off to look at apartments? A couple other people had gotten up to work on things, Noel and Keith were still sitting on the floor in front of a board game, so when I got up I stood behind Noel, bent down and put my arms around her to give her a hug goodbye, and then went behind Keith and did the same. He turned and said something I couldn’t hear, so I said “hmm?” very quietly and rested my chin on his shoulder then turned and kissed him, and he had some amused “orly?” reaction. Idk what he said but he didn’t mind my response. Lol. I got up and walked to the front room where I saw grandma (Idk who’s grandma she was, everyone called her grandma) on the couch and plopped on the couch to give her a hug as I was leaving. Then noticed across the room on front of the tv, Dan was sitting in a chair and I’m mad at him irl so I didn’t say anything to him and left.

I went out to find my car parked on the street but ended up wandering in another neighborhood and walking into another townhouse to see if I wanted to rent it. Then I was checking out a couple units at my old apartment tower downtown but it wasn’t downtown Seattle, and the downstairs area was remodeled and looked waaaaaay better and way bigger in the dream than it did irl. And when I was considering moving back, I remembered why I left and wondered if they fixed the noise issue, or what if I lived higher up in the tower? Maybe it’s not a problem up there? And then I remembered my current house and was all… why am I leaving again?!

I walked out and was trying to find my car again, and saw this group of people trying to figure out how to get to the airport, but once they got there they’d be fine. And then mom was walking with me, like she just caught up. I offered to take them to the airport and mom objected, and then we watched them go up this staircase upstairs and their nana or whoever picked up her wheelchair and started going up the stairs. I made some mental comment about how inaccessible things are for disabled people.

Then mom and I were in the car but I don’t remember what we were discussing. Then I was being lazy on a couch and saw mom had these awesome crispy fries in some chip bag and they were kind of like sour cream and onion so I’m being a glutton with those, looking out the window at how beautiful the day is, and was all mom, can I move back in? Can I move home in Phoenix? I can transfer my last year to another university. And she was all well, and I forgot what she said. I was trying to figure out the logistics. I think the house I was in was around north central Phoenix, like around Central and Bethany Home Rd where it’s all nice, or maybe slightly south of that. And I was all, my friends all live nearby here, the weathers so nice. Apparently I’d forgotten about the heat, or the fact that I’m not in university anymore, or that they don’t live in Phoenix anymore. I woke up around here. Dreams are weird.

More crazy jumbled dreams.  Like hiding out in my designated rooms(?), or suite with a friend who was secretly more than a friend to me.  She was this very beautiful black woman with long straight hair.  I was drawing on the side of her leg from her ankle up to her hip using paint pens.  It was florals and lots of filigree work.

There were some other bits about touring this corporate facility and there were lots of glass panels being installed as dividers.  They had a green tint to them but were still see through.  And as I walked around to view the progress, I opened a door and realized I was in another part of the property that was being occupied by another entity and turned around.

There was a part where I was outside in the grassy area that looked kind of like the area I gree up in but the houses were all different. I ran into a guy who was outside sitting on the ground with some roast chicken and some other stuff. There was food everywhere, like someone setup a huge banquet / picnic thing.

I went inside and was in this huge AF fancy house.  The floors were marble, there were lots of details, I can’t emember how many floors were in this house but the stairs seemed to go on for a while.  There were a lot of other things going on too, like a lot of steps to reach a location and considering taking a train across the country for a couple weeks. But I’m losing a lot of detail now that I’m awake.

This has gotta be one of the most emotiionally exhausting dreams I’ve had in a while. I was sitting on a bed and looked behind me to see a lady sitting on the opposite side of the bed peaking, peaking out the window.  She was going to leave to go outside and started to vanish, so I hopped on the bed and asked her to stay, placing my hand on her shoulder, and she stopped fading for a minute. We interacted but I forgot what we said and she vanished.  I thought she was my grandma, but a 20 something year old representation of her.

I looked out the window to see the park outside the window of the house I grew up in.  It was larger and there was some party going on in the grassy area.  I ended up outside kind of half looking for where she was going, and half getting to my car.  There was a guy who sort of looked like Caesar and he was kind of ghostly too but wanted to talk to me.  He got in the backseat of the car and I got in the front passenger seat.  He started driving the car from the back and I was all uhhh, driverless cars aren’t a thing yet even though they’re working on it. Maybe I should get in the drivers seat for appearances? And then he was in the drivers seat mentioning how it was actually a nice car, and we were driving looking for a place to grab food and chat.  It was dark out now and he said to open the door on the count of three, which I didn’t get. But we both opened our doors so they were wide on en while we were still moving and then shut them.  We ended up at a restaurant where we got Indian food and were making small talk.  Then we ended up back inside the house and were lounging on opposite ends of the couch, wrapped in blankets, watching some weird Jonas brothers music video that had the three sons from Home Improvement in it, and I was all what are we watching? And ghost Caesar lookalike was all *shrug* and I got up.

We were outside at some pool area and I was moving my things from one table to another cause the water from the pool started rising and the patio started to flood. The chick from before was at the other table. Or someone else who looked like her was. And then I went into another room where o tried to find another pair of flip flops (I had a cheap black pair on at the pool) but only saw some heels so I threw those on.

There was some bit in there where I went grocery shopping at the commissary by myself but I can’t remember if that happened earlier in the dream.  It was cray, I was walking around trying to find a cart, then finally found one inside, and I was wearing this huge gray hoodie but didn’t have pants on.  So I kept trying to pull the hoodie down so no one would see my panties, and would hopefully assume there were shorts under there or something.

I was trying to drive to the airport but the signs were all jacked and I ended up in some weird parkway loop, asking someone for directions who ended up being a jerk, and then asking someone else who told me how to get there. It was dark out again. And I u turned  and then went across the street to this messed up parking lot that was all bumpy and some guy asked if I was there for car services and I was all nah, I’m trying to go somewhere else.

There was this other part later in the dream where I was in someone else’s house, house sitting for them and Brandon was over.  Someone kept calling the lan line so I picked up and a friendly voice asked some question I was hesitant to answer but can’t remember what it was.  They said they could see me, so I walked to the other room, looked out the window, and saw a guy across the street casually sitting at a table he setup with all this equipment. And as soon as I saw him, he stood up, picked up his gun, and started walking over.  I  was all oh shit, and tried to cover the mouth piece on the phone while communicating what was going on quietly to Brandon and it wasn’t going well. Then I think there was a baby in the house so I wasn’t sure if it was just house sitting or babysitting but I woke up here anyway. ._.

I don’t remember a lot about the dream I had, other than it involving super annoying and stupid interactions with people.

But there was one awesome bit where I discovered new levels on Super Mario World on SNES. It wasn’t related to star world or the special levels. It was different, and you could play as Mario, or Bowser, or Shy Guy! It was so good, I wish it was a thing.

Had this horrible dream Jay and I were reconciling after taking a really short break. Its like I went back to 2012.  We were out at a venue, then went home and were in my bed about to have sex. He was acting unusual and was being hesitant in some ways so I took over, and as soon as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer, he pulled back and had this panicked look on his face.  This is where I found out he slept with another chick and lied to me about it, and hadn’t gotten tested yet and was freaked out he couldn’t guarantee not passing something to me.  I’m pissed off about that, and also about him lying and putting my health at risk more than anything. This break was super brief, and I got up and yelled at him to “get the fuck out of my house.”  He left and I was fuming, trying to figure out what to post on fb, like how to word things as a warning for the community (and out him as a liar) without sounding petty or like I was falsely accusing him of anything outside of what he’d already done / I didn’t want someone to misread as a false accusation he had something when it was inconclusive. I woke up before I got that far.

Last night, or this morning(?), I dreamed we were sitting at this table somewhere. Idk if this was some office buiiding, but you mentioned you were engaged and I was just sitting there internalizing “Okay… this is what you needed to tell me? What the? How is this important to tell me?” And then you mentioned a bunch of corporate peeps who knew all of us attending and then mentioned some request either you or Anna had to strike me from the company’s record like I never existed. Which is bs. I think the dream moved on before I could say it. Its bs.

Also, elevators that go sideways are terrifying.  And my bags exploded and all the paper inside was crumpled and bent. !@#$ that.

The guy that I was kinda sorta not really seeing from last October till recently made a guest appearance in my dream. Oh..

In it he was making posts online about taking more time to relax and share things with someone and then threw out there he needed to find someone and I was like… really?! I just had so many random dreams. I guess being sleep deprived after sleeping 24 hours in the same week does that.

And so I decided to peek at his IG and the cross country road trip he mentioned doing in April to Vegas, and we had played with the idea of me joining… he just left three hours ago. I mean good for him. But I’d be a bit of a liar if I didn’t admit to myself that I was a little sad. How did my asleep brain know? I think the dream and him leaving WA might have lined up.

This morning I had a dream someone was trying to kill me. This guy mistook me for some porn star and put his hand on me when I was in a casino, it was some back area with no one else around and I grabbed his hand and twisted his arm. His friend grabbed me and I was fighting them both but the couple people who walked by didn’t intervene. One of them bear hugged me from behind and picked me up so my feet weren’t on the ground any more, and that’s where I woke up. !@#$

Had the craziest dream I was given a Ford Galaxie from a friend but when I was going down an unlaced hill the breaks were taking too long to work so I grabbed the e brake and swerved, like a mini drift until the car stopped. I wasn’t towards the bottom of the hill and this couple was around walking their dogs, and then they were talking to me and one was chilling on my floorboard and I was all wtf. And this itty bitty puppy was on my steering wheel and I gave it back to the owners and then they were taking off and the guy stuffed one that was folded in something in between an opening on my dash and I was all wtf, don’t unload one of your puppies on me. So I grabbed it and got out of the car, and he was wrapped up in a taco! Wtf! And I went off on the guy about how much that was a cruel joke.

There are some other bits in that dream like shopping in some store that looked like it could have been a Ross or a Michaels, Andy looking at costumes. Or talking about brunch with someone but never going. And I was in bed for part of the dream being cranky. That’s all I got.

I just had the craziest dream this guy was creating some start up but had some Killgrave level manipulation going and I was considering relocating back to the southwest for it before I found out and it was a mess, and BB was there and that was good, but everything else was bad. Everyone was going along with it, and I was just trying to figure out if I’d just commute between cities until my lease in Seattle was up, or try to buy it out, or get set up in the SW and then fly up and be remote and then visit occasionally. Things seemed settled and I went to nap and that whole dream in a dream thing happened. I was wandering around and then in a room and thought my laptop might have been SOL with malware and was super upset about it. Then some other guy was in my bed talking to me about a bunch of weird stuff while I sat in this recliner but it wasn’t my room so I guess it was a guest room? Then I woke up and was on my own, and then there were these two chicks discussing sex positions and trying to diagram them and then demonstrate with me and that was weird.

Then I woke up back in the SW and the guy with the start up was driving on what looked like the 101 during rush hour and he pulled over on the shoulder from the HOV lane and asked if I wanted to make out and I was like sure, and we did but all I could think was why are we doing this and why did I agree since I’m not into it? And how is this happening in a parked car on the freeway. And something else seemed off and when I turned to look I saw a police car with their lights on (no siren) that was behind us, slowly back up in reverse, and then left. And I looked at the guy and he was staring the cop down to manipulate him to leave and I was all… oh !@#$.

And I tried to call of out and no one believed me. BB didn’t believe me. I got a message on my phone saying “run” and then some dark gunmetal colored liquid spiky things started coming after me and I started to run out of the house but realized I was only in my pajamas but was like fuck it. Eventually I was cornered and complied with the image that I was going along with everything. Everyone seemed happy. I was walking around this party in Phoenix and it was some weird mesh of the goth, rave, and fetish scenes. Then I was wandering some apartment complex and then ended up elsewhere and saw the guy and thought it was gonna go baaaaaad and Idk if he had a change of heart or was faking it but acknowledged some things and went off to discuss them with a couple other people. I was across the street looking at merch I’m different kiosks and then was about to go back. I checked my phone for updates, and then in the end everyone was uploading the Taco Bell logo to the comments on some post online. Super weird.

I don’t even know where to start so much was going on. I was in space and the station I was supposed to dock at was destroyed or something went wrong. I was at the home I grew up in waiting for a flight that was canceled the day before and was waiting for notice on when the next one would be boarding. And the environment was weird, the place was much larger and there we’re other people there occupying the space temporarily. I think maybe only one spoke English. I had to go to the bathroom to tend to new piercings since I had so many more, including my tongue, some lip piercings, and eyebrows. They became
Too loose and the top ball from my tongue piercing came off so I had to try and figure out putting that back in, and internally threaded jewelry is difficult irl too lol.

I was sitting on a bench in another room where sunlight was coming in and was enjoying the warmth on my back. Then went to some competition but wasn’t sure what the participants were doing. Sahar was there and had put a lot of work into a costume. Some other guy was there in a wheelchair who she thought was being a creeper but then I realized it was a front and he entered the contest to figure something out about the organization that sponsored the event. There was some other guy who was trolling and threw something or did something? I can’t remember but I yelled out I’d kick his ass and he laughed and ran off. They disqualified her because her ID was issued in WA and I tried arguing for her that she was still here and hadn’t left yet so she should still qualify. It didn’t work and we left.

We were walking around this carnival and then through playground equipment at a park. Something crashed from the sky into the dirt and we went to go find out what it was. I picked up the case and opened it to find a sandwich inside. The thing survived entry into the atmosphere.

Aaaand there was some bit where I was back at a house, not sure if it was the same. But I was thinking about the food stocked in the fridge cause I tried not to purchase things I wouldn’t get through if I was traveling and didn’t want it to go to waste. I hoped the other people there would use it but doubted it. And I was sitting at a table and some lady had a pet baby pig, it was smaller than my bunny. She had her daughter watching it and it wanted to go explore so I grabbed it and was holding it in the air and then put it on my lap but it kept wanting to run around so I gave it back to the girl as her mom came back and she was being weird about it. People started coming and going and I had to get up and went down the hall to her room and saw her light was on in her closet/wardrobe thing and she was changing into some costume so I left. I’m pretty sure there was more going on but I can’t remember.

Had a dream I moved to NYC and Tasha was visiting me. She’d just gotten her hair done by my stylist and had lightened it with some blonde highlights and her hair was curly, it looked like tight curls that had been brushed out. The sun had just set and we were walking around my neighborhood and it was so dense. There was so much retail around us and I tried to pull Google maps to figure out where I’d moved to exactly since I wasn’t sure if I was still within the Manhattan border, but it turned out we were east and the district I was in was called something village.