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Invasive
Dreamed I was 14 or 15 or so and I was overjoyed because someone offered me a part-time job of sorts. They wanted me to help promote their coffee. (It wasn't the 'bucks.) Their means of promoting the coffee were a bit disturbing, however. They inserted an IV in my arm that was supposed to stay there all the time, and whenever they wanted me " ( Read more... ) -
ooooh, spooky
So I had an astonishingly beautiful dream, of a charming seaside village and staying with friends in a posh clifftop villa. When I tried to take photos, my phone literally disintegrated into shards in my hand. When I woke up, my mouse had chewed through the phone charger cord. (Don't worry, she's okay.) -
beloved
I haven't posted here for a long time, obviously, but I miss keeping track of my dreams, especially the good ones like last night's. I was married to someone with a castle. I think he was a baron or something, not a prince. He was wonderful. The wealth was wonderful. The best part of it though was our friendship and camaraderie. I trusted him ( Read more... ) -
swamped
I dreamed I was swimming in a lake and it was dark and quiet, but I don't think it was night. I wasn't cold, I couldn't feel the icky lake bottom. I was swimming almost stealthily, and I nearly ran face first into a sizable alligator. As calmly as I could I paddled my way around it only to find myself at eye-level with another one. After that I ( Read more... ) -
I hate dreaming about working!!!
Dreamed there was a new Yellow Dog opening in downtown Winter Garden, approximately where the Karate school was. I helped build the place and was one of the servers when it opened. It was stupid...there was no hostess so people sat themselves and there were nowhere near enough of us to handle the business on opening day, so the service was ( Read more... ) -
Still dreamin'
I just haven't felt like keeping track of them. They're all the same. My brain spits up some unlikely, horrific sexual scenarios and I wake up wondering when I'm going to snap. Surely it's coming. In the waking hours I feel like I've recovered as much as is possible from the various childhood abuse heaped on me, but my subconscious is still a ( Read more... ) -
worth writing home about
Finally, some dreams worth a few minutes away from WoW to jot down.
I was a student in a class with only girls and there were two teachers. It was an intensive writing thing. The final was to write an essay convincing the teachers why you deserved to win some prize. I won (kind of unfairly, really, as I was the only adult in the class) and the ( Read more... ) -
The Rise and Fall of Miner House
I met this hot artist guy somehow and he saw this picture I have of me and Lilah and wanted to paint a portrait of us from the picture. I said sure and thought I'd probably never hear from him again, but he called me sometime later because it was finished and he wanted me to come see it, so I did. He had this awesome apartment, and the portrait ( Read more... ) -
There and back again.
Dreamed I went to a reunion of a choir I was in, and we all sat in the same seats we'd occupied ten years previously. (Choirs don't generally sit. Hmm.) Ran into Sean Flynn, a boy I was enamoured with in middle school. He said he wanted to run away with me and I agreed to. Brian's mom overheard and objected. I explained calmly that I would ( Read more... ) -
something better than heaven awaits
dreams I don't want to diminish with my adverbs and adjectives, dreams of things I cannot duplicate, and the best part is, they're recurring