I had a few dreams where I was hanging out with Warren*. Nothing stands out, though.
I remember working on stuff we are doing at work – turning CT scan turned 3D models into something interactive.
I remember being at an outdoor wedding or event that took place on a pretty grass hill. We were all sitting at picnic tables. Warren* and Tammi* were nicely dressed and I hoped they’d sit at my table, but they sat at a table near the front before they saw me.
I remember eating cake or something with a reddish-purple fruit jelly inside. I kept asking what kind of fruit it was because I am allergic to raspberries and blueberries.
Note: This was also a reference to a dream I might add to this journal where I stopped eating a piece of raspberry cake and offered it to Warren* and Tammi* and Warren* excitedly jumped up and grabbed it. I pointed out where I ate it so he could eat from the other side, but he grabbed the fork and used it and ate the whole thing. I woke up wishing I had that in waking life – someone to enjoy and eat the food I’d normally have to throw out, but also be there when they can’t have certain food and I can.
So after not getting an answer, I shrugged and kept eating because it was tasty and I hate wasting food.
Later, the bridesmaids came out with large robin’s egg blue boxes with bows. There wasn’t enough for all the tables, so our table had to move to nearer the drop-off. I said I’d have to have my back to the drop off because it was so beautiful, I wouldn’t be able to focus. I described what I saw – the hill went down to a small pond and I said there was a fox or wolf or something down there. The wolf ran up the hill and to me and it was this REALLY LARGE wolf-like creature and it was so sweet! I got to pet it and hug it.
I remember driving and getting lost. I looked at an overhead view of the area and a map. One street I needed was Route 278 or Route 782 and it branched off from a large roundabout and I thought it was Athens, but it had a Leveque Tower-like skyscraper. Later, I ended up under an overpass area (looked a little like that one outdoor area of Glidden Hall) and some guy sang me a song. He was really nice.
* Names were changed.
Right before I had to force myself to get up, I dreamed some scenes where I cooked rice/rice noodles for breakfast, but I had to “clean” the noodles and they accidentally kept going down the sink drain. I was frustrated. Someone suggested using olive oil, but I said I’d have to eat less pizza if I do that and all I had left to eat was rice and pizza.
Later, a main character guy made some protest speech in front of a classroom with auditorium seating about high student loans. He said that his private school loan was too high, although he hadn’t even looked at a bill for a year. Someone said they didn’t believe them as they all left. Supposedly, the government forgave the private loans like the one that affected him.
Right before I woke up, he struggled to speak German and all I caught was “…mit…mit vide.”
I’ve had vivid dreams for over a week, just too lazy to write them down, but this one was randomly interesting to me.
I remember a scene where I discovered my arm near my wrist had tattoos. The scenario was that my friend Sean and I got drunk and he took me to a friend who did tattoos. I wasn’t THAT mad and thought it was a little funny because they were random and one was bad. The bad one had “princess castles” at the ends of an outlined word. I no longer remember the word, but the castles were upside down.
Later, I remember one of the tattoos were a detailed scene of a McDonald’s with a two-lane drive-thru and I commented on how the yellow lines go with the yellow lines of another tattoo. I said to one of the guys next to me (believing I had blacked out the tattooing process) that I would think I would have remembered the pain. He said to not trust that belief.
By now, I should have realized this was a dream since there is no way all of these scenes would fit on my wrist.
The dream ended with me sitting at a restaurant bar talking to some male friends. One was sharing a large barstool seat with handles with me. I remember scooting back hoping he didn’t mind. He put his hand on my head and started reciting some prayer from a sci-fi fantasy book.
The scene before the party had a short scene of a restaurant lobby. I remember looking at photos of the same lobby from other times we (the group I was with) were there. The bulletin board near the door had autumn leaves during the times we went for Thanksgiving and snowflakes for the times around Christmas.
The actual office party was in a large room with fold-out picnic-style tables. I don’t remember what we were celebrating or what our organization was. There was a scene when the food was low and I passed over a bowl with a handful of cheez-its for a couple of chocolate chip cookies in a jar.
We were out of plates and someone had ripped up a remaining styrofoam plate for us to use pieces of. There were styrofoam “trays” and someone ripped a part of one for me. I said that I’d plan on using a whole tray and share it with a new friend.
In the end, I remember also having a tiny corn thing with sauce on it.
I don’t know what dream it was part of, but I remember walking through an area of a building that was being built. I wanted to explore but felt I didn’t have the time to do so. This was a weird one because I later found out that one of the characters was running through it, at least, a second time and said what other characters said at the same time.
I remember some random scenes of troughs made with cement, sprayed with graffiti, and five large black rubber conduits in a warehouse. I thought they looked large enough to crawl through. This was related to “open” and “closed” information – I’m not sure what this meant, but realized the order/pattern the information was received as a message in itself.
I remember a scene where I had to go to a meeting or class in a rehabbed warehouse. The parking lot was faded and weeds had grown through the cracks. There was a swing ride that looked similar to the Cedar Point ride that killed someone recently. The swings went off to the side, right over the path I needed to take. I watched the pattern and was able to safely run to the building. The ride was turned off and abandoned later in the dream.
There was a scene in a rehabbed building – it had high ceilings and open room configurations. The walls were painted gray. I remember looking around and finding a “clue” under the bed. The floor was covered in tile and one tile was an album cover of some sort.
I remember giving a classmate (10+ years older than me with a young personality, no one I know in waking life) a ride in a hybrid car across a small section of the lot. I drove it horribly. When I parked outside of the warehouse, we talked about how we were about to start a four-week class.
I remember a scene in a class and our team was led (by automatic choice) by a coworker from waking life that I always admire for her leadership skills and how she steps into that position because she knows what she’s doing. We were drawing scenes on large post-its (that we use in waking life). I remember wanting to make the flooring in my scene look better. There was a part where I was rehanging my post-it, but it was against the window and was the kind without the sticky part. Instead, there were these plastic “pins” that could be inserted into rubber holes installed in the window ledge to hold the paper up. I thought it was a neat design.
Later, the room was filled for an orientation. It was going on either 1 or 2 p.m. (the clocks were all different). I hadn’t had lunch and wondered if it was too early to leave. There was a large box of four-packs of pudding things, but each serving was over 300 calories. I didn’t want to eat just one pudding thing for lunch. I later found a “front desk” area with some kind of large candy and a basket with Kellogg’s crisps (strawberry flavor). I picked up the candy, thinking about trading the pudding for it, but also thinking there isn’t anything saying I have to pick just one thing, so I thought about taking one of each. That’s when some woman who worked there asked what I was trading and I said the pudding for the candy.
I joined in some line to finish paperwork – I remember a small restroom on the right. The line went around and down some stairs. I was worried that I didn’t have enough information to finish the paperwork, so I got out of the line and let the less patient guy in a red shirt behind me go ahead.
More notes from dreams I’m too lazy to write:
Seeing clearly. Lucid Dream. Threw purple rabbit over head and into the window. CSCC bear and binoculars. Looked out window. Back alley. Raining. Lawnmower sound. Girl and her father. Tall doors. Hanna Hart fighting with “Christine” [who was] anorexic due to subscription boxes for foodies according to Italian boyfriend.
Last minute presentation for a studio on Fourth of July. Couldn’t remember topic. Blue paper with sign-in info. Immersive tech vs. video tools. Laura. Boxed lunch. Spaghetti. Cole slaw. Dogs on the bus. I’m out of eggs.
Jane Lynch on a rampage with a chainsaw – electrocution. An object marrying another object. Job where I was part of a team that smoothed the ground. Evil eagles.
Ammonia/pneumonia makes the water heavier. Ships.
Writing a story about a scientist. Conference is in San Diego, but in Florida. 60+ hours to drive. Kept getting Yahoo! 136 min. Ghost in dorm. Bad door. Cats spider mouse. Radioactive. Boiling cold.
Archy with a “Y.” Getting a better seat.
This one, I might write down. Archy might have been “The Boss.”