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What's the last one you remember?

Copying this from my dream journal app; sorry it's not more coherent.

It was really odd. It was technically a lucid dream, but I think I hecked up. I had done what that post on Reddit said to do - taking deep breaths and counting to 30. Then I was in the dream, and I knew it was a dream and that I was lucid. I did a reality check, tried to stabilize myself, whatever. Then for some reason I freakin dECIDED THAT I WAS TOO TIRED and let it turn into a regular dream. Damn it, me. Damn it.

(e: the regular dream involved Captain Kirk turning into various objects, I think.)

Edited 2013-11-20 00:46 (UTC)

I've been dreaming about work, lately, which I don't think should count as sleep or time off.

My co-worker/drinking buddy was my brother and he had a boyfriend. It didn't really make any sense. I think I had been thinking about how all the guys I know are perpetually single, so my mind supplied him with a boyfriend I guess.

i was at a convention and i was lost in the dealers room

One time I had a dream that I accidentally killed someone when I was five, forgot about, and left them in the basement storage. I came back like fifteen years later and they were pretty undead and angry that I killed them. I mean, the guy wanted to kill him for revenge. Don't blame really him. We sorted things out be though and somehow became friends. I honestly think think there was a montage of friend moments in there. But undead people apparently aren't really stably living, so I drove him to the hospital to stop him from re-dying. But he died anyway. ;~;

SA

*kill me

I was scratching my head until it started bleeding and I could pull almost half of my skin of. So I tried to stitch it back.

Some two dudes wanted to take my office hostage. I dreamt that this morning... I have no idea why. D:

Last night I dreamed that my cat who disappeared 7 years ago came back, randomly wandering into the theater where I was working as a stagehand. Aaaaand then someone went to get pizza for the actors and crew - except for me, I didn't get any.

Last night. I kept having seizures in my dream, and people were freaking out about it.

I also dreamt I was back in my hometown, walking past a neighbor's house. Her dog came snarling and barking up at me, and as I was walking across the street to get away from it, a car was coming, so I let the dog lick my fingers as I led it away so it wouldn't get hit.

I was a pirate about to get some booty. (And I ain't talking about gold.)

Clearly I've been playing too much AssCreed.

I had a dream that I went away to a private school and instantly had the scariest people in school ganging up on me to drive me out because I was a lesbian. I'm not certain I am a lesbian and I've never been anywhere near a private school, but it was the most realistic and terrifying dream I've had in years and every so often I remember it and get the shivers for no real reason.

Something about car pooling between two cars with my large family. Dad took most of the family home in his van, leaving me with two siblings (as the only other drive) except my car has turned into a smallish horse so we're puzzling how to fit all three of us on the horse since I can't leave them in the middle of the road by themselves (it was night)

so it ended up me being on horse, one sibling "sledding" behind by holding onto horse tail (i think snow was on ground?) and other sibling holding onto them

...I don't think they were even my real siblings, idk I didn't look at them?

I was teaching the class I had today and was failing terribly. Failing in ways that made no logical sense. Failing in ways you just can't fail in at school. I dunno, it was really weird.

A penis repeatedly going in and out of a pussy. My imagination is just so creative like that.

I have a feeling the last one I used to remember was about German class, but in another recent dream I was related to John Wayne.

Another Zombie apocalypse dream, but instead of everyone running around screaming and being eaten, everyone just stayed in-doors to wait it out.

The one I had just this morning before waking for the day was kind of sweet. I was at a con, which was being held at the park downtown, outside, and the "artists alley" was set up like the art fair that's held there yearly, so you could just mill around in the park and look at stuff among the trees and bushes and sculptures and fountains. Very nice. I was hanging out with some Ace Attorney cosplayers I'd just met at their table, waiting for an evening concert to start.

Except some people had apparently been drinking too much, and the crowd was rowdy enough that whoever was in charge decided to cancel the concert. Which was okay with me, really, it was just sort of a fun thing to do that evening to cap off a good day... Problem was, my ride home wasn't there yet, and the thousand or so people in the park were all trying to catch the last round of buses home at the same time.

So I wound up walking over to the museum, which was set up in dreamland in such a way that there were two bus stops, one at each end. I got to the door by the closest one just as the bus was pulling away towards the second, and came out the door and threw my arms up in frustration... and was seen by the mob of cosplayers already aboard the bus, who opened the windows and told me to run, while others on the bus told the driver to slow down and wait. So the driver slowed waaaaaay down as he was approaching the next stop, even though no one was waiting there, and let me run to catch up, and everyone on the bus was cheering... then the doors opened, and (if you have seen Get Backers, you know why this made me laugh, especially since I have cosplayed Makubex) a Kakei Juubei cosplayer leaned out and basically pulled me inside to the safety of the bus.

It was just a really sweet dream capturing the unexpectedness and camaraderie of a con, and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy after waking up.

Last night's dream: I dreamt of Jane Austen (a modern day Jane Austen, living in a modern house with her boyfriend), and George Zimmerman broke into the house and her boyfriend shot him.

I was reading a forum yesterday where someone said they reckoned Zimmerman would end up being shot while threatening someone, so that's where it came from, but why Jane Austen, I don't know.

My most recent one I remember I was at home in my room except a bunch of my coworkers were there and we were all acting like it was at work. Then my assistant manager gave me a pair of purple shoes for some reason and we all started arguing over whether they were lavender or purple, and then there was a musical number. (Yes, a musical number. All I remember is that was about the difference between purple and lavender and it was kinda catchy. The weird thing is this is not the first time my dreams have involved people suddenly bursting into song.)

I was hanging out outside my apartment that doesn't exist in a city that also isn't real, and I asked a girl I had just met if she wanted to go on a date sometime, and she was like totally, and then we hung out for a while, and then we made out for a while. And then she left, and I was having dinner with some people, and then a gang war broke out, and people started shooting everywhere, and I had to run and hide with the people I was having dinner with, and then I saw some guy get shot, and then I woke up.

Last night's. There were at least three distinct ones.

The weirdest was the one where I drove/walked/climbed through the woods somewhere to a weird...foster place? or something? and adopted a kid. Note that I'm 23 and single and not planning on having kids anytime soon, and it was also a really impulsive decision and the kid was like 10 and it was all around really weird. I started to regret it almost right away because I was like "I don't have time for this" and was trying to figure out how to send him back without really hurting him. That part of my dream also involved a weird giant parking lot/garage structure that I think was suppose to be on my university's campus and also some dilapidated houses with semi-functional computers and weird bug infestations.

Another was one about my ex, which was unfortunate because those always leave me somewhat off-kilter the next day. I don't remember very many details about this except random stuff that makes no sense, like taking pictures and being on a stage and being in an apartment that looked like a giant bathroom (there were tiles everywhere) and also playing YGO.

The third segment I remember almost nothing about except for one part where I cut my hair off to my shoulder. Then I was like "shit I shouldn't have done that" and woke up (I have no idea if I woke up in the dream and was dreaming that I was dreaming, or if this happened when I was slowly waking up into real life) and was very relieved that it was all still there.

I went into this old building with a group of friends (that don't exist in real life). We were looking for secret passages. I found one in a garbage can. It had a black plastic liner and the slide went down a story or two.

When I reached the end of the slide, I found a computer with an application form on top of it. The house insisted that I fill out the application. It only asked questions like, "What's your favorite color?" on it, so I filled it out. Then I escaped with some other guys by tearing down part of the wall to the outside.

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