The first part of my dream was that I was on some sort of educational trip - either for school or training for work. I remember being on a bus and taking notes and then getting off at a bus stop and having to walk home with my luggage. I was dropped off and was walking toward my parents' house.
But then I was staying at someone else's house like I was visiting them on vacation or something. I remember sitting in bed and there were sliding glass doors in the bedroom and I could see into the back yard of the house. There were all these people (seemed to be young 20's) playing some sort of live role playing game.
At one point, in the back yard there was a woman walking in the yard next to the house I was staying at and it looked like there was a bear in the back yard of the house I was staying at. Then something vague happened and the woman got “hit” and I don't know if she fake-died or what, but something happened in the game.
Then someone was talking to me about the game and asked me if I noticed that when I couldn't see the person in the backyard, they actually looked like a bear. Apparently when the person was covered (they had like a blanket or cloak or something they pulled over their head and were in shadow) they could take the shape of something else - in this case, a bear.
As the other person was telling me this, I noticed that the bear person had a cold, so I concentrated really hard and held out my hand and this little bubble appeared by magic and floated over to the person. The person who was explaining this stuff to me got kind of mad and said I shouldn't have done it or something but I said it was only a cough drop.
Then I was on a street and a guy from work appeared from a neighbor's house and he was running around naked and his body was all one color - a weird color like red or blue or something. I ran toward him with my hands out and my power at that point was to suppress his power until I grabbed him by the balls which made it so he couldn't do anything. I had to even kind of dig my nails in. It was kind of like I was playing the game City of Villains in real life or something.
Then I was trying out some other powers - once again I thought I might have the power where I slapped my hands together I could make a sonic boom but that didn't really work out well.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
The One Where I Worked at Big Y
I had a dream I wanted to make more money to buy a harp, so I got a job at Big Y. I was working at one location as a cashier, and I used a couple of different registers… one of them even had an old Apple computer attached to it – I can’t remember the reason why. But then they had me go to a different location in Westfield. I think it was 150 The street. It was definitely The street though…
I went looking for the store, but I had trouble finding it, so I called my mom. I asked where The street was (pronouncing it like “thuh” as usual but it was actually pronounced “thee”). She kind of explained where it was and I went looking for it. I had been heading in the wrong direction to start and these two women that worked at a local hospital (I assume as much because they were wearing scrubs) told me it was the other way, up a bunch of steps.
I went by a historic location called the "something" Gates… where "something" is the name of someone… I can’t remember the name, though. Then I had to go through this arcade area – it was like a plaza but all the stores were arcades… kind of like at an amusement park or something because there were railings everywhere. I kept jumping over the railings because they were in the way, and other people were too, but when they did, these girls that worked there would beat them up. The girls tried to beat me up, too, but I hit one back and they thought I was cute so they didn’t bother me much – they just flirted. I never did find the store… I found the street, but not the store.
I went looking for the store, but I had trouble finding it, so I called my mom. I asked where The street was (pronouncing it like “thuh” as usual but it was actually pronounced “thee”). She kind of explained where it was and I went looking for it. I had been heading in the wrong direction to start and these two women that worked at a local hospital (I assume as much because they were wearing scrubs) told me it was the other way, up a bunch of steps.
I went by a historic location called the "something" Gates… where "something" is the name of someone… I can’t remember the name, though. Then I had to go through this arcade area – it was like a plaza but all the stores were arcades… kind of like at an amusement park or something because there were railings everywhere. I kept jumping over the railings because they were in the way, and other people were too, but when they did, these girls that worked there would beat them up. The girls tried to beat me up, too, but I hit one back and they thought I was cute so they didn’t bother me much – they just flirted. I never did find the store… I found the street, but not the store.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
The One with the Necklace and Stolen Cell Phones
I was over my uncle's, in a finished basement at something that resembled a sleepover. Two guys (both from work) and I were in a bed trying to sleep, but it was obviously difficult to get comfortable with all of us in the same bed. I took my pillow and a blanket and started to head upstairs to sleep somewhere else.
On the stairs, on the vertical part of one of the steps, was some sort of stickers or something (maybe Christmas-related stuff?) on display for sale. It was as if my aunt had a mini store going on in her home - like when people came to visit, she would try to sell them something. At the top of the stairs, kind of like it was the topmost stair itself, was a cash register for handling such transactions.
My cousin was in a room upstairs with her daughter and I remember thinking it was weird for her to be up so late.
Then we were somewhere else, in a car, driving into a gas station type of business. At this point I think I knew that my parents were divorced and my mom did not have custody of us (not sure if my dad did, either). We were looking for my sister and she was with my aunt and uncle at this gas station. There was a table outside in the parking lot with a bunch of cell phones and something else for sale. It seems my aunt and uncle (and maybe my cousin, too) had stolen the phones and were selling them there at the station (because maybe they knew the owner?).
Near the gas station was a house that my mom used to live in. It was boarded up and looked dangerous and it indeed was condemned.
My mom had a necklace that fell down the sink and she managed to get it out after some guy told her how to do that. When she retrieved it, she had to do so from the faucet, not from the drain. The necklace was damaged. This part appeared to be some sort of flashback because at the end of the dream, there was some sort of revelation that my mom had always worn a necklace that was made from the remaining parts of the original necklace that had fallen into the sink. I remember the new necklace had a clasp where one end is a closed circle and the other is like a post shaped like a bar that is inserted into the circle.
But it seemed like we were trying to find the original necklace but we finally realized that is what happened to it... she had been wearing it all along and we had forgotten that was remade.
On the stairs, on the vertical part of one of the steps, was some sort of stickers or something (maybe Christmas-related stuff?) on display for sale. It was as if my aunt had a mini store going on in her home - like when people came to visit, she would try to sell them something. At the top of the stairs, kind of like it was the topmost stair itself, was a cash register for handling such transactions.
My cousin was in a room upstairs with her daughter and I remember thinking it was weird for her to be up so late.
Then we were somewhere else, in a car, driving into a gas station type of business. At this point I think I knew that my parents were divorced and my mom did not have custody of us (not sure if my dad did, either). We were looking for my sister and she was with my aunt and uncle at this gas station. There was a table outside in the parking lot with a bunch of cell phones and something else for sale. It seems my aunt and uncle (and maybe my cousin, too) had stolen the phones and were selling them there at the station (because maybe they knew the owner?).
Near the gas station was a house that my mom used to live in. It was boarded up and looked dangerous and it indeed was condemned.
My mom had a necklace that fell down the sink and she managed to get it out after some guy told her how to do that. When she retrieved it, she had to do so from the faucet, not from the drain. The necklace was damaged. This part appeared to be some sort of flashback because at the end of the dream, there was some sort of revelation that my mom had always worn a necklace that was made from the remaining parts of the original necklace that had fallen into the sink. I remember the new necklace had a clasp where one end is a closed circle and the other is like a post shaped like a bar that is inserted into the circle.
But it seemed like we were trying to find the original necklace but we finally realized that is what happened to it... she had been wearing it all along and we had forgotten that was remade.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
The One with Ella, the Presentation and the Threat
I had to give a presentation at work and I was in a hallway that was like the hall around an arena where they serve food and stuff. I went to the bathroom and was peeing and this guy I went to High School with, let's call him Rob, was all of sudden standing next to me. He just kind of looked at me and this necklace I had around my neck (might have been just a silver chain) and then he went and stood next to another guy. Then he started hitting that guy, and they were kind of slapping at each other. The other guy washed his hands quickly and left. I washed my hands and left shortly after.
Then I was back in the hall way and Rob came up next to me and seemed kind of angry. He was telling me about this guy Jacob Brown or something like that and a story about him that I had to do with. Then I looked at him and said, “That was a dream!” It was a dream I had and posted it on my blog. Then Rob said, “You put that up on YouTube?” In my dream I said yes, but YouTube, Facebook and blog were like all the same thing. Then he kind of halfway pulled a knife out of his shirt and I stepped back and was like, “Oh my god, someone help me!” But no one working at the food places heard because I said it softly. But then he didn't do anything anyway and went away. I went on to my presentation.
Gina from work and I both had to give presentations and I think before all of the above happened, we were in a meeting trying to figure out a problem at work, but the time was getting close so we had to go get our notes. I got mine and went to the auditorium where we were giving them. I had to walk through another auditorium where two people were really annoying people coming in because they were repeatedly telling people to take their seats even though people where just coming in and whatever they were doing wasn't starting for a little bit.
I got to the auditorium where our thing was taking places - it was just for practice I think - and there were already a few people in there and one woman was practicing her speech. I took my seat.
The next thing I remember I was in someone's living room - I think in the dream it was in the house or apartment a woman that lived on the next street from my parents' house. The rug was weird in that it was like a normal run but had long, 4 inch pieces that stood straight up like a really long shag carpet but the long pieces weren't as densely packed together. But we were all watching Ella Fitzgerald sing. In the dream I loved the way she spoke between pieces. She seemed so nice and had this southern black accent that was just dripping with honey. We made it through about 7 songs before I woke up.
Then I was back in the hall way and Rob came up next to me and seemed kind of angry. He was telling me about this guy Jacob Brown or something like that and a story about him that I had to do with. Then I looked at him and said, “That was a dream!” It was a dream I had and posted it on my blog. Then Rob said, “You put that up on YouTube?” In my dream I said yes, but YouTube, Facebook and blog were like all the same thing. Then he kind of halfway pulled a knife out of his shirt and I stepped back and was like, “Oh my god, someone help me!” But no one working at the food places heard because I said it softly. But then he didn't do anything anyway and went away. I went on to my presentation.
Gina from work and I both had to give presentations and I think before all of the above happened, we were in a meeting trying to figure out a problem at work, but the time was getting close so we had to go get our notes. I got mine and went to the auditorium where we were giving them. I had to walk through another auditorium where two people were really annoying people coming in because they were repeatedly telling people to take their seats even though people where just coming in and whatever they were doing wasn't starting for a little bit.
I got to the auditorium where our thing was taking places - it was just for practice I think - and there were already a few people in there and one woman was practicing her speech. I took my seat.
The next thing I remember I was in someone's living room - I think in the dream it was in the house or apartment a woman that lived on the next street from my parents' house. The rug was weird in that it was like a normal run but had long, 4 inch pieces that stood straight up like a really long shag carpet but the long pieces weren't as densely packed together. But we were all watching Ella Fitzgerald sing. In the dream I loved the way she spoke between pieces. She seemed so nice and had this southern black accent that was just dripping with honey. We made it through about 7 songs before I woke up.
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