I remember going to the first day of a class. The tables were rounded wooden rectangles with a medium brown faux wood pattern. I sat next to my cousin and I remember there was a cute guy at another table. We smiled at each other and I planned to welcome him over to my table or go over to his. My cousin and I sat in the center so we could see the projection screen.
There was a part where the teacher just didn’t teach. There was an ice cream truck at one area of the room and my cousin got me a Blizzard-like cup of ice cream with pieces of chocolate and banana. She got an actual chocolate banana and made sex jokes about the way it looked. It was funny.
Note: The chocolate banana was probably from my boss getting embarrassed over the appearance of the chocolate bananas sold at an ice cream truck near my office.
I remember working as an ice cream food cart vendor outside of the Nestor Hall arch at Columbus State. I remember the cart shaking if I left it on too long. The cart got popular around dusk and I remember one guy wanted everything chocolate. I asked him if he wanted to be “chocolated out” and planned to combine chocolate flavors together. I was also filling an order for a lady and her son. She got mad because she didn’t realize I was making both at the same time.
There was a scene in a restaurant where the Vlogbrothers from YouTube were making ice cream. Hank made a chunk of ice cream/dough stuff while explaining the science behind it. He had yellow and blue dye and I thought it would turn green, but it turned blue instead.
I remember later busing tables in the restaurant, which I later said was Applebee’s, but I’m not sure it was. Charlie* was there, also working, and told me something I don’t remember now. I think the restaurant jobs were a cover for something else.
Note about the restaurant: The scene with Charlie happened before. I didn’t write it down because it wasn’t more than a few minutes and I don’t remember the message at that time either, but there is a recurring dream that involves him working at a restaurant like Applebee’s or O’Charley’s (maybe it’s my subconscious playing with the nickname?). I went to Applebee’s today and it wasn’t the Applebee’s near me, but I looked it up on Google and the dreams were DEFINITELY Applebee’s (the lamps are different in other restaurants and some matched the stained glass bird/flower design; also, the dreams always had tables next to the dividers with thick walls/sometimes windows and the dividers were at the right height).
* Name was changed
I remember being given a task (I have no idea what it is now) and I knew I could get to a destination if I turned left at a crossroads. I had not gone this way before, but could imagine the map in my head and I was pretty sure that was the best route. The intersection was surrounded by cornfields and I could have sworn I’ve been there before in a car in a dream fragment before. Knowing this made me try to remember it, thinking it was important. However, as I woke up and throughout the day, the memory of it is fading fast. It is as almost as if part of the dream was to forget it. (I need to put this in a story – dreams programmed to either be forgotten or have a fast decay rate to protect info.)
I remember what I first recalled as a “helicopter” dropping down over the field on the right. It was probably just a large drone. I rode by it and it bumped into my right shoulder. (I wonder what happened in waking life to cause that feeling.) I saw more drones over other fields and they began spraying a white mist and yellowish spray. I kept holding my breath and closing my eyes as I went by each drone.
I woke up before reaching a destination and I still have no real idea what the task was – something about delivering a package or message?
This dream also happened in an area I’ve dreamed about before – Charlie’s* house. In waking life, I’m pretty sure the person the character Charlie is based on lives in a ranch-style home, but in these dreams, there is a staircase that is open to the living room.
I remember him walking down the steps and it was Charlie (How I’d guess the REAL Charlie would look like now, with extra weight, older, with facial hair.) The situation felt awkward because I thought I was awake and I was trying not to project my assumptions based on the dreams of him, which I know aren’t real. I was relatively quiet. He seemed angry. I don’t know why or if it had something to do with me. I went to help him help his mom prepare a meal.
Next time, I’ll try to ask why he’s grumpy and see what my subconscious comes up with as a reason.
* Name has been changed
I remember being in a small classroom with desks arranged in a circle. It was a gathering of “IT people” and a new guy was there. He sat to my right and he looked Indian or of Indian descent. He was about my age, thin, and had glasses.
I received a text about a past colleague and I got up saying I had to take it because the last time I got a text like that was to inform me that someone I knew died. I was frustrated because the colleague was only about 5-10 years older than I and a great guy who just had a kid and was about to get married.
I don’t remember what happened after that with the text, but later, I remember we were on a break and there were tables put together for a group that was giving out free food. It was a political group with a three-letter acronym. The free food was either a chocolate cake or something with red, gooey, fruit? It switched back and forth. I didn’t want that much sugar, so I cut small pieces.
There were tables set up in another part of the room for other groups that weren’t there at the moment. I wanted to steal some grapes, but I knew I couldn’t just steal one or two so I opted for stealing a chocolate power-covered marshmallow.
I think it started with a scene where some agents in a team were hiding and doing some kind of work – planning to thwart some enemy.
The wall behind them had a honeycomb pattern, I think.
The camera passed through between the people to the wall to a pinhole. It went through a pinhole to show that it was part of a larger area that was made of a part of a truck container. It went down to another area underground.
There, a woman holding a toddler and an orange stegosaurus stuffed toy. Until now, all of the openings seemed too small to get through, but after replying to something on her walkie, she started to turn into a mist from head to toe. She flew in this state through the vents in the ceiling. The camera followed her through to a subway station.
She solidified with her child and still had the toy. To get to the surface, she needed the toy to be touching her or the child, but couldn’t hold it, so she tied it onto the kid to retract a cord and attach to him. It didn’t work and the toy was left behind in the abandoned subway.
Somehow, the toy became a living creature – a baby stegosaurus. It was joined by Diplodocus baby living toy. I thought, when they get older, they’ll eat one another! Then realized they were both herbivores. Then, a living cartoonish baby T-Rex came huffing and puffing as if it were trying to catch up to the other two. I thought, “It’s the smallest now, but it will grow bigger and eat the plant eaters…maybe even by accident…”
So they grew into human adult-sizes toys and all of them zipped off their heads and revealed they were all men in costumes. The joke was the camera angles used made them look small. Continuing on with the joke, there was a subway train behind them, but the camera panned to the left to reveal it wasn’t even the size of one car and the way it was framed made it look longer.
Somewhere in these dreams, I dreamed I went to my old Best Buy job (from 5 years ago) and got there too early. I thought, “Hey! I can finally try that Taco Bell breakfast!” I went to go to one 20 min. away, but realized there was one in walking distance to the store. I turned around in a hotel parking lot and saw a lawn sprinkler on and water going into the street. I decided to drive through it and water got on my windshield!
I somehow ended up walking through a hotel lobby and a small terrier kept jumping on my leg as I walked and licked my fingers when I went to pet it. A front desk guy saw me and walked over to the front desk and asked me if he could help me with anything. I told him I was just walking through.
In another dream, I was at a friend’s apartment. It was a small, possibly studio, apartment with three windows on the back side. It was a first-level apartment and the windows were made with privacy glass. I could still see an evergreen tree lit by parking lot lights outside her window, though.
At one point, her neighbors played music loudly and we tried to close her front door, but it wouldn’t close all the way.
There was a part where my friends and I were eating vanilla ice cream with chocolate chunks.
There was another scene in a larger room – a cafeteria – where a friend from high school was talking about how the company she worked for ended up being corrupt. Tim* and a guy from high school and some other guy were eating at a table. Tim had a full beard with darker hair and the ends were white. It looked weird.
The guy from high school said he hoped the corrupt company had a good retirement plan and Tim just shook his head at the stupidity of the statement.
* Name has been changed.
I had, at least, three dreams last night and they got more vivid as they went along.
I don’t remember it now.
I remember the dream was shot like an independent documentary. There was a part featuring B-roll of a cuttlefish and how it can camouflage so well…except for its eyes. I made a comment about nature rocking in designing such an animal, but how could it not design better eyes?
There was a part where the filmmaker was secretly interviewing some guy who was ranting about the post office and lazy people. He said he once talked to someone saying he’d like to go to Ecuador someday and he asked him, “You haven’t been to Ecuador? Then, how do you have a manatee?” The guy told him it was some kind of post office loophole/mistake.
The filmmaker framed him tilted from the waist up. Once she asked him to do an interview, he looked cautious and said, “Um…I’m not wearing any pants…” He had boxers on, but he meant that his job made it so he didn’t have to ever put pants on. He ended up putting on something from when he last had to wear pants to work. It was some kind of cowboy-looking outfit from the 1970s.
I remember being on a reality TV show and getting along with my housemates/competitors. Part of the competition was popularity-driven.
I remember a game where we had to go through a box or something and we could put what we found into our box to keep or give it away. I found money (one fake $1 bill, a few $20s and $50s and one $100). I kept the fake bill and the $100 and gave the rest away.
I remember one guy there that I kinda liked. He had that brown hair color that I like and was artistic, but a bit taller and lankier than I generally am attracted to. I thought it was interesting how he joined our group only a short time ago and was using nicknames.
Our competitors would disappear randomly and others would arrive. One that went missing was nicknamed “Black Thorn.”
I remember another character feeding a small square chocolate treat to a dog. I told him that chocolate can kill dogs. He scoffed and said someone told him that it makes the dog die of starvation and it didn’t make sense. I said, “I don’t know about starvation, but it’s bad for them. Just like raisins – they can cause kidney failure in dogs.”
Later, I remember doing something with liquid in large glass tumblers and being asked if I would let someone else that I respect win. I wasn’t sure. I just liked the competition.
There was another competition where we had to memorize a meat and veggie display. There was sausage, hot dogs, turkey dogs, etc. all lining the bottom of this huge (6 x 5 ft.) display. On top, there were chopped peppers and tomatoes, etc. There were different veggies hung from side poles and in the top center hung a birthday party hat.
One of the girls (who looked like the nice girl from BP) pulled me aside outside saying she wanted to show me something. She pointed at a mound of white fur and brown spots by a tree. It was either night or very rainy. One of the parts of the fur moved and a large opossum-like creature walked away. The rest ended up being puppies or something. The girl told me she thought this was the REAL competition or was related to the one we were about to start.
I accidentally spoke too loud about it and a guy overheard. Then, I made up something else and loudly spoke about it.
I told her the meat display was an easy competition because it was all about memory. I bragged saying I could set it up in 15 min. and started listing the meats and veggies.
She went inside and I later went inside as well.
The competition had already started so I went over to the girl who was chopping yellow peppers. I asked her if we were on the same team. She said she fooled me and that we are on separate teams.
I shrugged and said, “No worries!” and was thinking, “Oooh, game on, girl!”
I turned to my team, who were mostly guys, and they were sitting looking depressed. One guy was Eli* from high school. He took on the leadership role of our group, but he was just as defeated as everyone else. There were half-eaten hot dogs on the display and I laughed because it looked as if they raided the trash instead of getting the packages from the black plastic cases we were given.
I asked them why they used those hot dogs and Eli pointed at the black case on the counter with a brass lock on it. He said that one of them locked the case. The girl winked at me.
I was like, “Um…why don’t you just pick the lock?” It dawned on Eli that this was a good idea, but he said he needed a paperclip. I know how to pick locks, so I was planning on doing it myself. I was like, “I have paper clips in my office!” (In waking life, this is true). I ran down some hallways looking for my office. I was in a place that reminded me of a mid-priced hotel lobby. I remembered my office was one floor up, so I looked for an elevator. There was a group of people walking through looking for it as well. We all found a place that was labeled “Elevator,” but it was two doors that were hinged and they were covered in wallpaper with a tacky pink/faded red pattern.
I asked them, “Are you sure this is the elevator?” The elevator noise came from behind the doors and the woman said, “Guess so.”
To our left, a metal door opened up showing a female elevator operator. The group had to climb into what looked like a giant dumbwaiter. As I was about to climb, I noticed a metal tray at the bottom with dirt and dust covered supplies. There was one paperclip!
I grabbed it and started back toward the room.
We got the black case open and I started taking out sausage. I found my keys on the counter and used one to open and remove the plastic on them. I looked around and my group was still looking defeated and weren’t even doing anything. Eli said, “They are so far ahead, why bother?” I said there will probably be some small detail they will overlook…” I tried to think of a good detail to throw them off with.”…like the sombrero at the top. We have a chance.” Then, I started naming all the meat and veggies correctly, pausing in some places to make it sound like I was changing a detail.
I chose the hat as the wrong detail because if they finished and used the sombrero, the judge would say something is wrong and hopefully, they would change the wrong thing. It would allow us to complete our display and I could stop them at the end and put the party hat in place for us to win.
I woke up before I saw who won.
* Name has been changed.
Note: The thing with the cuttlefish might have come from the fact that in one of my stories, I have a character that can change his skin like a cuttlefish, but since it is just his skin, he has to keep his head shaved and his eyes closed to remain hidden.