Dream Journal
Airplanes everywhere were exploding, tearing in half, coming apart, and falling to pieces. Planes that were in flight or sitting on the ground were destroyed in a matter of minutes.
In the sky I saw hundreds of flags standing with authority. They represented all of the airplane companies and manufacturers. Over all of the flags rose one large black flag with a white insignia: it was the log of German car manufacturer Audi.
I was swimming in the ocean with my dog when everything around me began to freeze. The ice covered the trees, buildings, and crept into the water. I swam over to a building that was very warm and crawled out of the water before we were frozen in it. I knew that this was the Audi headquarters, and I would be safe if they didn’t know I was there.
Inside the building, white fluff balls the size of large chickens ran around. They were the aliens who ran the Audi company. Audi had owned all of the airplanes and plane companies, and nobody knew. They made all of the planes self-destruct as the first phase of taking over the world.
Themes: Aliens, End of the World
I was eating peanut sauce on rice with a group of girls. The peanut sauce spilled out the door and created a small river down the hill. We each grabbed a sled and took off on a race down the hill. I was happy because I was doing very good at the race, and my high school coach was impressed.
Kelli got up to leave the group early and did not look like she was in a good mood. I asked her if she was battling something and not winning. She looked down at the ground and left.
Themes: Kelli
I sat in a car on a cliff with B. I complained aloud that I had missed the lunar eclipse that was supposed to have been that night. I glanced at the dashboard clock and saw that it was precisely 8:30, and realized that I hadn’t missed it at all: it was supposed to happen around 8:30pm.
I grabbed my camera case as the clouds parted just enough to see the moon. It was turning red but I could not get the camera powered on or in position. I couldn’t find the buttons necessary to make it work.
The clouds then covered up the little hole they had created and the mood was again hidden. I did not get any pictures.
Themes: B
I stood on a used car showroom floor with my mother. We looked at a few different cars and then settled our eyes on the one slightly elevated in the center of the room.
My Aunt Rosie rushed out from a back hallway and told me that this particular car would not be good for me. “It’s only $6,500,” I told her, “and I just paid for it with cash.” She disappeared into the back hallway.
I drove the car to campus to sign up for classes. There were lines of people everywhere. I went into the auditorium to wait my turn. A girl my age was standing on stage talking into the microphone. I stood by a guy I vaguely recognized and we made pleasant chitchat.
He asked me if I needed a car and I told him about the one I had just bought. He asked me a few more questions, serious questions, and I became afraid of him. I ran backstage to get away from him, and stood in a dark hallway with red curtains.
Rebecca, Beth, and another female were staying at my apartment. Rebecca cut strips of tape for me to tape my socks to my legs because my socks had the tendency to fall during the night. As she headed to my bedroom (where she was to sleep), she told Beth and I to go to sleep as well because the other person was going to sleep in the living room and wanted to go to bed.
I then had an empty baby stroller and was carrying it down a steep staircase. The stairs were outdoors and covered with a wooden roof, but they were very narrow. As I descended, I gathered up strewn baby clothes.
Other people kept trying to ascend the staircase, and as my stroller was very large, it made passing them quite difficult.
When I got back home, Lacey was sitting on my bed. I realized that I had not gotten a few pieces of clothing and was very sad that I would have to take the stroller with me again.
I had accidentally offended the mob and they were after me. I was walking down a street with mobsters peeking out of every window.
One beautiful woman with black hair sent another very beautiful blonde woman to determine the mob’s secrets. The blonde came back to their shared room with one of the mobster men and had sex with him. She was on top straddling him while the other woman took a bath on the other side of the room.
The woman with the black hair outline their plan verbally and the blonde kept turning around so she could see the black haired woman in the bath.
Themes: Sex
I had collected hundreds of light grey computer keyboards. I stacked them standing on their sides on shelves lining every inch of my bedroom. I lied in bed looking around at all of my keyboards. They were so neat and organized.
I gave the keyboards away a few at a time until I woke up and they were all gone.
I was in our car with B driving down a road. A few hundred yards ahead of us we watched as the road was washed away because of some flooding. Officials tried to put up barricades and flag us down as fast as possible to keep us from the hole. B eventually stopped within a few short feet of falling into the hole.
We got out of the car and looked down at the hole before us. I noticed that the top of the road was sliding towards the hole: the water was eroding the road’s foundation.
I told B that we needed to back up, but he just stood there looking at the hole. I jumped into the car and put it in reverse to back up when I noticed that the side passenger mirror had been pushed up close to the car. I could not see behind me in the mirror, but I had two other mirrors and so would be fine.
We were then driving down the road later—the other way, perhaps. It was a bright sunny afternoon. We were going very fast and trying to beat the traffic. Holes appeared in the road, causing us to weave in and out of the vehicles as well as dodge holes.
Themes: B
I was moving stuff around in my office and saw my two cacti in pots. I realized that I had not watered them in weeks or even months. I had been watering my other plants and my Christmas cactus, but I had forgotten all about my other cacti. So I watered them.
Two men wearing business attire faced each other. I somewhat woke up and knew that I should have been afraid of them, and found it odd that I was not.
Kelli had to knock down a supporting beam in the new office building. She had arranged for a volunteer to bring a large semi and was going to have him drive straight into the building; this would be the fastest and most efficient way of removing that supporting corner beam.
She came into the upstairs office and told us what was about to happen and that it would be happening in the next minute or so, but not to worry because she had planned an escape route.
She took a gun and shot out the glass of the office window, then the glass of the outside window on the other side of the shop area. She explained that she would rig up a zip wire for us all to jump out of the building. She was disappointed that she wouldn’t be able to zip back into the building on the zip wire, but i could tell that she was pumped with adrenaline.
Themes: Kelli
I had a dream that a girl I knew had a twin sister that I didn’t know about. Her sister had very curly hair while she had straight hair. I saw this girl the next day, and told her about my dream. She told me that she did have a twin sister, but her sister did not have curly hair. I was astonished that my dream had been so accurate.
Her sister walked in the door and the three of us sat talking for a while. They told me that their younger brother had just died, and wanted to know how I had handled my sister dying. They asked me if she was younger, and I said she was younger than me but, motioning to Melissa who was around 10 years old and sitting next to us, said that she was older than Melissa.
Themes: Melissa
I was with a small group of people on the side of a hill when one of the group members needed to use a restroom. I asked if there was a bathroom nearby and was told that there was one at the reservoir. As we drove there, I told the little girl in our group a story about how I used to swim at the reservoir when I was younger, but now no one was allowed to do that.
We followed a dirt path toward the reservoir and went through a large metal gate. There was a large one-story cement building with many doors surrounding the reservoir.
We hopped out of the van and a security guard approached us and asked for our identification before we would be admitted. I told him that my driver’s license was in the van and went back to get it. I rummaged through my purse until I found it, and then returned to the guard.
I handed my identification to him; he looked at the picture, then at me, and asked me if I was really born in 1959 and if my name was really [male name]. Confused, I grabbed the driver’s license back from him and saw that it was not mine.
I told the guard that this was not my identification, and I did not know why it was in my purse. I went back to the van and looked for a long time for my license. When I finally found it, I walked back over to the building to find that all of the people who had previously been milling about were no longer there—they were presumably inside the building.
The guard was quite a ways away from the building talking to a woman in a long white coat. I considered just walking inside without showing my identification because no one would see me, but decided that I should show the guard my ID anyway.
When he saw me, I told him that the other piece of identification had been mailed to my old roommate, and it was his ID. It was a perfectly logical explanation, and I was proud to have remembered it.
The guard let me inside and I headed straight for the bathroom because I knew I would find my group there. The restroom was quite large and bright. There were two sides: the left led to the toilets and the right to something else. I went to the left and scooped the little girl that was in our group up into my arms as she waited for her mother.
Themes: Left Behind, Toilet
B and I were shopping at a member’s warehouse akin to Costco’s. The aisles were so far apart from each other that we had to traverse the warehouse in our car. We stood looking through the racks of shirts and he pulled out a really pretty antique chemise with blue lace around the neckline for me to try on. I knew that it was too small, but I put it into the cart to try on anyway.
I remembered that I needed to get some face wash, so we drove over to the personal hygiene area. The area reminded me of the lumber yard where B used to work. The road between the aisles was very muddy, and we drove in and out of a ton of aisles but could not find the face wash or the shampoo. I saw some shampoo bottles in gallon jugs across a large mud pit, and I knew that the face wash would be over there as well.
We started across the mud pit and saw a little dog running around the mud pit. I could tell that it was a Miniature Schnauzer like our Lacey, and I wanted to pick it up and take it home. I saw an empty silver Oldsmobile parked by the shampoo and knew that the dog belonged to the car owner.
B said that he was really hungry, so we drove off with a group of senior citizen tourists to look for a food aisle or café.
Melissa was very young: perhaps three years old. She wore a white dress with pink flowers. She stood among the adults beaming up at them. She was so sweet, so cute, so adorable.
Themes: Melissa