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).
The little I remember:
I was in a restroom similar to the ones at Lennox AMC. There was a girl looking in the mirror speaking German. I asked her in German, “Where is this?” She said it was a dance competition. I had a conversation with her and left. I meant to say, “Have fun!” in German, but it came out half German, half Spanish, like “Mach diviértate!” I came back and explained in German that I was sorry and that I was learning the language. I tried to say, “Have fun! or “Mach Spaß!” but it kept coming out as “mach spät!” which means something like “be late!” or “make tardy!”
I then walked across some convention center hallway and into an auditorium. I ran and jumped and I was barefoot and did twirls for no reason around the room. I later sat near the front and Betty* came over and sat across from me. Some creepy old guy sat next to her and flirted with her and gave her his number. She left because she was creeped out.
Somehow, later, she found old paperwork/journal entries of mine that said I had some crush on a guy I was friends with in the dream. I admitted having a crush on him … but back in 2004. I knew, however, she’d use this info as blackmail since the guy was getting married in some big wedding later that month.
I woke up in another dream and my bed was outside and there was dust flying around and a road nearby. A car sped along that road and I knew it was Betty* leaving to tell the guy my secret at his wedding – she can be such a bitch.
I remember sitting up and seeing barely-standing walls of what was once a small house. I put my feet on the ground and it was rocky and hurt my feet. Some of the rocky dirt stuck on my feet in between my toes and I was frustrated because it REALLY hurt. I had trouble breathing and my eyes stung because of the swirling dirt and dust. I looked up and saw a giant American flag through the haze of dust.
Part of me wanted to try to change the color of something to see if I was dreaming and part of me was like, “You’re not dreaming and wanting to test to see if you’re dreaming is insane.” I grabbed a grabber tool that was red and was able to turn it green. That made me more frustrated because I didn’t know how to wake up and I was sure I was awake, but also knew I was dreaming.
I eventually woke up after 1-2 more false awakenings.
* Names were changed.