Dream Journal
John, Marty, and I were in John’s living room in Anchorage. We were getting ready to go on a road trip north when John said he needed to get some marijuana before we left town. I flat out refused, saying that he would not be any good driving if he was high. Marty agreed. Then I realized that if I was the only one to drive it shouldn’t be an issue, but I still didn’t want him getting high.
John sat on the couch facing away from Marty and me and pouted. I went over to him and asked how old he was anyway. I told him that he was getting too old to be acting like a 15-year-old, pouting because he couldn’t have some pot. I said he was too old to be that hooked on the stuff anyway. He was angry and wouldn’t talk to me.
Jayme and Sarah came home from a shopping trip to Anchorage with many shopping bags. The came into the living room and gave big hugs to their parents who were sitting reading by lamplight. A bunch of other people had stopped in with them, and I had a little two-year-old girl come sit down on a step so I could remove her winter gear. She wore a frilly pink dress under her big coat and snowpants.
I was then standing in the office with two older tourists. They told me that they had been in Alaska almost a week and still hadn’t seen a moose. I caught sight of a moose out in the parking lot and told them that they were in luck. I moved around to the front door and opened it.
The moose, which was just a baby, came to the open door and walked right inside the building. The tourists were delighted, but I pushed the baby moose back through the door. It turned around and tried to push its way back in, but I tried to close the door on it. I had injured it’s leg pretty badly, and this made the baby moose angry.
It kept trying to push its way in and I couldn’t latch the door. The building seemed to have shifted so that the door latch no longer lined up with the hole in the jam. I would try to latch it but the moose would push it open with its head.
At one point the moose got halfway through the door and started attacking the three puppies on the floor. I grabbed Lacey and held her in my right arm as I tried once again to get the moose outside. She jumped from my arm and the moose caught her with its jaw. Scared of what the moose would do to her, I wrenched her free and finally got the door latched.
I asked the male tourist the grab the other two puppies and follow me to the back room. As I left the room I could see the other side of the door swinging free and knew it was only time until the baby moose came back inside. We put the puppies in the bathtub.
Doug was skinny and very tall. He turned his head and told Michael that my long, blonde hair was gorgeous. I protested that my hair was no longer blonde. I said that it had been blonde when I was younger, but now it had darkened to more of a light brown. Still with his head turned talking to Michael, he said that my hair would be good for Michael.
Themes: Michael
I walked down the side aisle at church and spotted an empty seat by Tina near the center aisle. After much consideration I decided that I would try and mend things between us and started to move down the row toward her. I stopped a few feet from her when someone came from the center aisle and took the seat I had wanted. I stood still for a moment and Tina’s sister saw me.
I turned around, made my way back to the side aisle, and found a seat directly in front of Tina and her sister one row up. I was angry that she had let the seat I had wanted go to someone else. Her sister said, “Look who is sitting in front of us, Tina,” but Tina didn’t look.
I was so angry that I stood up, turned around, and punched Tina in the face three times. I ran out of the sanctuary and down the hallway to othe bathroom. My mom found me crying and convinced me to take a walk with her.
We walked down the sidewalk toward town and away from the church. I could not stop crying deep and heavy sobs, and now I was also afraid that I was going to be arrested for assault and battery. I could hear sirens coming from town, but my mom and I kept walking.
Themes: Pam & Tina
I was spreading lotion on my feet and the girl sitting next to me said that she though it much sexier when one puts lotion on one’s chest before the feet. She was wearing a semi-formal black dress. I squeezed a lot of lotion in my hand and asked her to raise her hair off of her neck. Her hair was just passed her shoulders, dark brown, and stick straight.
She pulled her hair around and flipped it back. I again asked her to pull her hair off of her neck, not wanting to get lotion in it, and again she flipped her hair back. She didn’t understand that I wanted her to hold her hair up, so again I asked her to pull her hair off of her neck.
I spread lotion on the tops of her shoulders and the bit of her back exposed by her dress. The back of her dress revealed a two-inch strip of skin down the middle and each sides had cris-cross lacing up it. The front of her dress was similar, and I applied lotion there as well. I orgasmed.
Themes: Sex
A volcano had erupted underneath my parents’ house. I and two of my siblings rushed to the basement to assess the damage, and found lava seeping through the bottom of the walls in my old bedroom and the computer room. It was bright red and pulsing as it seeped through the walls.
We decided that we needed to get away from the lava very quickly and so we decided to hide in the root cellar in the basement. We made sure the light was on and latched the door shut behind us. The cement floor quickly became too hot for us to stand on, so we stepped up onto some plastic gallon milk jugs still filled with milk. This put our heads very close to the ceiling and we pushed our hands against the ceiling to help keep our balance.
Soon the floor had heated up so much that the plastic milk jugs started to melt. Rodney said that we really needed to get out of the house. He, being closest to the door, opened it and we prepared ourselves for what we might find. The lava had come further into the basement, but there was just enough of a path for us to get to the basement door.
When we exited the basement we found my dad in the lawn. We all turned and stared with him at the house which was now sending waves of steam up into the sunny sky. We turned and hurried up the hill toward my grandparents’. We didn’t get far when I realized I had left my camera in the house.
I turned back around and rushed back to the basement door and found my camera in its case sitting on the porch. Grateful to have it safe, I headed back up the hill. Then I remembered that I had left my cell phone in the house too, but figured it wasn’t important enough to risk my life.
Once we were a safe enough distance away my dad said that he would go back to the house and see what he could do. We waited at my grandparents’ for a long time with my mom before we decided it was safe to return.
When we got back to the house we found the computer upstairs turned on with textbooks open on the desk. Dad had been studying for a class instead of trying to stop the lava, and he was no longer in the house. He had gone down the hill to my uncle’s house.
Themes: Dad
I stood in Michael’s bedroom with my back to the window and the door to my right. He was looking for something he had wanted to show me. He rummaged through the top of his desk and his shelves with no luck.
Saying that he knew it was here somewhere, he opened the bottom drawer of his dresser and dug through it. I could see that this bottom drrawer was filled with gay pronography. Unable to look through the drawer properly, he pulled out handfulls of movies and magazines, handing them to me to hold.
I was shocked that he would reveal this to me, and wondered what was so important that he would have hidden at the bottom of his porn drawer.
Themes: Sex
Michael was lying on his back on a bare mattress, and I stood on the floor behind his head. I kneeled down, leaned over him, and nibbled on his right ear.
Themes: Michael
I was meeting someone in a restaurant. When I stepped inside, I saw Uncle Dave sitting at a table by himself. I looked around and saw Michael at another table reading a menu.
I walked over to the main desk and was surprised to find Aunt Judy working behind it. I wondered when she had gotten a job at a restaurant. She came out from behind the counter and gave me a big hug. She told me to go give Uncle Dave a hug too.
Over at his table, he stood up and gave me a big hug. He was very tall and skinny, but felt solid. I held on to him for a long while and started to cry. I let go of him and sat down at the table with Aunt Judy and my mother. My mom commented on my tears, but I didn’t want to talk about them or even admit I was crying so I stood up.
Themes: Michael