I remember dreaming a lot, but I was awakened abruptly and forgot most of the night.
I remember the last dream involved Charlie* trying to give me a message and he called it an experiment. This happened on a beach. Somewhere in this, there was something to do with the “thickness” of a dream. If that made any sense.
I woke up to a bang (maybe?) around 6:31 a.m. and the sound of trees cracking/splitting. It was in threes, so I assumed it was a hypnogogic hallucination and rolled over. The noise repeated – again in three. I waited and questioned if I were dreaming and I was sure I wasn’t. The noise repeated near my closed bedroom door. I did what I tend to do when I think someone is breaking in – I said, “Hello??” and thought, what would an intruder have that would make that noise and so loudly. I turned on the light to see if there were cracks in my ceiling and there were no new ones. Plus, I would think the house falling apart would sound different due to screws, drywall, and insulation, etc. The noise played once more, near the vent that goes up to my neighbor’s apartment. I can’t hear them very well even when they are loud, so this sound had to be CRAZY loud in their apartment. I didn’t hear it after that. I thought it could be swarms of bugs in the vent and tested it. I don’t think that was it because it would have been a hollower sound. I couldn’t pinpoint any tree nearby that would have made the sound and there was no “thud” impact like I was expecting. Videos of trees also showed gun shot like popping noises. Outside of what woke me originally, I didn’t hear that.
I only posted about the tree breaking noise because I have no way of proving it wasn’t a hallucination. My hypnogogic hallucinations have been detailed and accurate before, so I don’t know what to think.
* Name was changed
I dreamed that I was going to an apartment building I planned to move to in the dream. It was a large house with small apartments on one side and a common area on the other.
I remember having to walk through a gooey water-based substance to enter the front yard. I put my hand through it and it reminded me of the consistency of runny egg yolk. I closed my eyes and went through it.
It took me a while to decide to walk through it – I didn’t realize the tenants of the building were waiting in line behind me and I felt bad making them wait.
I remember looking around the building and didn’t like the number of stairs I had to go up and down. There were stairs in the common area (which had maroon carpet) and steps outside from the porch to the yard. I remember disliking how one of the tenants smoked in the common area. I also remember a dachshund outside.
I have been having sleep attacks all week, this one, I remember a little bit of my dreams because I made it to my bed:
The rest of the time was in and out of sleep paralysis that I recognized but wasn’t afraid of. I hallucinated/dreamed my printer printing a document during this state and questioned, while still asleep, if my printer was even turned on. I even dreamed yelling, “Hello?” thinking someone had broken into my apartment to use the printer. I was going to tell them to help themselves to whatever food I had (my weird way of responding to break-ins, thinking B&E criminals aren’t usually out to hurt people, just take things).
I had another dream, but I forgot it for now.
The one I remember seemed real, but it was too similar to the “convo” I “heard” earlier this week. I was falling asleep on my left side again and heard birds over the road construction outside my window.
One whistled more clearly and didn’t sound like the other birds. Its whistle sounded like the mocking jay tune from the Hunger Games movie, but off by one note. I thought it was interesting. It repeated the tune, but correctly this time. I woke up to post a Facebook status about it and the bird, if real, stopped whistling.
Probably a dream.
I was falling asleep and started hearing loud people outside. This has happened before with drunk people walking home or people leaving parties having loud conversations at 1:30 in the morning. I was thinking, “they can’t stay outside too long, it’s freezing and snowing,” but they continued to chat and cheered and eventually I started to realize it sounded like they were watching a basketball game or something. One guy kept laughing at everything, another was trying to have a conversation, and a third would try to respond, but would shout/cheer whenever their team scored. I turned to my other side, frustrated. Then, I noticed the sound completely disappeared – I had dreamed the whole thing.
It was one of those REALLY deep-feeling dreams. I remember seeing a large compound (looked like it was only one story, but might have gone down several) in the dessert. It was like I was being sucked away from it. I remember being told to do something by someone official, but I was also told that I would not remember this encounter. The instructions I was given would happen by instinct or subconsciously. Since I was told I wouldn’t remember being there, I was stubborn and tried SO HARD to remember I was there. Too bad that I only remember that part of the dream – nothing more. lol