This was one of the most prophetic dreams I have ever had and as I post this in February 2018, the first half of the prediction has come true. I’m not sure if the second half will come true and it seems unlikely…but so did the first half.
I remember being in a black void and the only things in the environment were the red square arches from the sculpture garden at the Columbus Museum of Art and they had spotlights on them from somewhere.
Two of my friends from the MFA program were there. One looked kinda sad that he had to give me some news. The other – his roommate – was dressed in winter clothing. She was looking at her phone – probably Reddit – and had this attitude of “Just tell her already.”
The first friend had a sculpture from one of his projects in his hands. One part of the prediction: that by the end of the semester, my parents would split up. He said this as he smashed his creation on the ground.
The other prediction was a little more positive based on what I was hoping for at the time (not posting it here unless it comes true), but time has a weird way of changing your outlook on things. Now, the prediction is a bit more neutral.
When I woke up, I assumed the prediction was a combination of him asking me about my parents a couple of weeks prior and a weird superstition that came from a dream 10 years ago.
Note: About 10 days or so after this dream (the date is an estimate), my parents split up after being married for 34 years.
I remember spending time with Warren*. Nothing specific, though.
I remember some “dream game” about killing zombies.
I remember being on a road trip with my aunt. She was driving and I was in the passenger seat in her car. Before the trip, there was already a death omen of some sort, but during the trip through hills/mountains (it looked like Virginia or West Virginia…maybe Tennessee), a white dove landed on the windshield and pecked at the glass once. My aunt was really excited about this bird to the point of being distracted and I was freaking out silently because that’s a friggin’ death omen. I looked around, looking for dangers to warn her of. There were these people dressed like Vikings overlooking the road we were on and I also remember construction happening and rocks falling into the road. My aunt was distracted because the radio kept going out. I told her that was normal “down here” and to pay attention.
Later, we went through what I think was New Jersey (I visited NYC last week) because I saw the Freedom Tower, but it was post-apocalyptic version of New Jersey with demolished buildings. I kept saying how everything looked familiar and that I knew the place.
Jumped to turning in a gray car (not my aunt’s) alone at a car rental return in a parking garage. I can’t remember the conversation, but I was “new” and was welcomed by some group who was showing me around. Part of that was a girl leading me into another part of the structure to a customer service desk. The guy behind the desk was a fun guy and jokingly got in the girl’s face (they obviously were close) and she didn’t move and they got closer, playing some game to see how close they could get without moving back. They touched noses. I thought it was cool – they seemed really nice and friendly.
I only remember the end of this dream. I was in a boring corporate meeting about a new form of accreditation or something. I remember the group I was with were sitting in chairs better set for car dealerships than what we were part of. There was a guy to my left who kept stretching his arm and shoulder. I couldn’t tell if it was a nervous habit or he was fidgety or if he really had an arm issue. I remember him asking about the accreditation model and I said something about how we weren’t the only one in the state using it and he asked about “O’Sara” and how it has worked for them.
* Name has been changed.
I tried to turn on my heat last night and ended up turning it off by accident. I was too stubborn to get up and fix it until 4:30 a.m. I fixed it and fell asleep for another 2 hours. My Fitbit says that I slept over 4 hours with more deep sleep than normal, but I feel like I only slept maybe an hour.
The dream I had before getting up to fix the heat was abstract and was about adding hidden data to vectors (the different directions the object can move) of an object in Unity. (I was experimenting with using 360 videos in a sphere in Unity before going to bed.) There was a way to add written info, but a number code was thought to work best.
After I went back to bed, I had dreams of my classmates adding data to Unity projects and each time, the data was hidden better and I was having fun trying to find a number.
I remember scenes from a videogame-like game that had something to do with an interior of a large spacecraft. There were different levels (heights) and I remember trying to do something to win and failing.
I was in a store – like a Walmart, but not. I remember being in that store in other dreams, but not in waking life. I was looking for placemats for my kitchen table – blue and white ones. They weren’t normal ones but rounded square paper ones. There was a cute guy in the aisle looking for something and we talked, but I can’t remember what we talked about. I remember the music was really loud for that aisle and was some 1960s/1970s song.
I went to the next aisle and Charlie* was there. We chatted and I said how interesting that the music was blaring in the aisle next to us, but this one was quiet.
Later, I remember trying to check out before the store closed.
The only thing I remember was that one of the characters wrote “J.D.” on EVERYTHING. I’m pretty sure the first name was Joe and I think the second name was Darling, but I have trouble with names. This dream was the first one I forgot. Luckily, I wrote it down when I woke up.
I’ll probably use this last dream in a story.
* Name has been changed.
From a speech-to-text note recorded when half asleep:
Graveyard. Ice. Washing machine or was it a dryer?
Hotel. “I don’t really want to spend the money.”
Can’t remember the guy’s name, but would recognize it.
Plaster award. Back of one of the round ones had a label. He reminds the maker, if you update the words used (?)