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 dreamed that I decided to join the Marines – for the fitness and skills. I remember knowing it would be beyond exhausting and painful, but would have awesome results. (I need this kind of motivation to work out in waking life. lol) Charlie*, who was in the Marines previously in the dream, was worried because we both agreed the country was gearing up for war and it would be one of the worst times for me to join if I wanted to avoid a major war.
I was first put in a small group in a room. I think everyone was female, which confused me since I expected a mix of guys and girls or mostly guys. Luckily, they were all pretty awesome people and we all got along, at least partially. The entire time (about a full day), I assumed we were being tested to see how we handled stress. I saw the others as both allies and competitors because social ranking was still up for grabs and gaining a leader position would hopefully make my life easier.
One scene happened after we went to sleep. Someone opened our door and a bird flew in. The bird had blue in it and I later argued with someone whether it was a blue jay or a magpie because they said we were on the West Coast. It flew in the room waking people out of deep sleep and landed on a person’s head. I got up, half asleep, grabbed a broom while telling everyone, “That’s a death omen, by the way” and kindly shooed it back out of the door, through a lighted room, and outside. I think a couple of guys out there were about to kill it, but I shut the door and went back before seeing it killed. I remember later doing something similar with another animal and I was questioned why I’d leave before the animals were killed. I explained that if a war was coming, I’d eventually see enough death and I didn’t need to see it when I had the ability to leave and no way to save the animals anyway. I remember putting the broom back – it was like the one I have in waking life with an angled brush and I remember getting grumpy/frustrated with trying to lean it against the wall to keep it from falling.
There was another scene where I went outside by another door and found a guy sleeping on a cot. He looked like Tom Cruise with stubble. When I woke up, I realized it was “The Teacher” from previous dreams.
Posts where the “The Teacher” appears:
* Name was changed
I remember my dad telling me to invest money with some company right before they started showing signs of failing. I remember letting a chief executive drive me around talking about the company and drove me around their campus. I remember a brown building with windows that appeared black. I had already done the research and saw they were getting bought out, but by an equally risky company. I decided not to invest.
I remember stores were charging for plastic bags and then, to make a higher profit, told baggers to bag as few items per bag as possible. I told Sean and Kara to bring their own bags to save money. I also remember being at Target and finding some awesome small backpacks that came with a children’s book on sale and told them to come look at them. They were bright red and pink.
At this time, I woke up and couldn’t sleep for two hours.
I remember being in a house with a large kitchen (larger than waking life, but similar setup. A large three-part “pipe” (about 2.5 feet in diameter) attached to the ceiling spun around making a weird noise. It then split into the pieces and fell to the ground. One piece disappeared and I started to question if it was a dream. I remember thinking the word, “pipe” to describe the thing and looked up and the ceiling was missing and had nothing but exposed pipes and wires.
I saw old cat food on the floor and realized I hadn’t fed or seen the cat in days and started to freak out that it died. I started looking for it. I was SO happy that was a dream and there was no dead or neglected cat.
I remember looking for a restroom in some themed shop. It looked like the place was made out of logs. Eventually, someone told me the restroom was upstairs and I decided to go somewhere else.
I somehow ended up outside in a lawn chair talking to a character that was getting their hair cut by someone I went to high school with. I waited to see if the girl recognized me, but she didn’t. I remember first wearing a shirt that looked like that “Pirate Shirt” from Seinfeld and then a navy blue t-shirt with holes in my left sleeve. I didn’t want to wear the shirt because of the holes, but I found that it was the “style” of the shirt. Another girl came over to perform cosmetic surgery on the other character, but almost cut into my face. I pushed them away and said, “I don’t want surgery. She does!” The other girl had markings where she was going to be cut in the face, but it looked like mascara streaks. Later, I remember here having both blood and the black stuff dripping from her hand.
I remember house-sitting for a friend. Someone came to the door and knocked. I said, “Who is it?” and then got mad at myself for saying something. They knocked again, so I thought they didn’t hear me. My friend is great with covering windows, so I felt safe that this person couldn’t see me.
I was wrong. One window’s curtains were open enough for the guy to look inside. He looked like a nice guy, but it was creepy. He went back to the front door and I realized I could see through the door near the ground. The guy said he was returning something that belonged to my friend. He put down a bright red toolbox thing. It fell apart. He awkwardly put it back together as if he was trying to hide the fact that it was broken.
I remember a scene where I looked into a shop that had closed and the place was mostly cleared out. I was allowed in and ended up talking to one of the owners (a young girl) about marketing her place to the public telling them how they moved to “University Center.”
In the dream, University Center stores suffered fire damage and the owners of this store wanted to take advantage of it and get a more central and bigger location. I don’t know what university the place was named for.
I remember talking to Sean about it on the phone as if he was a business partner. I told him it was like – he said “Tiger” – I said “Tir.”
There was a part where the phone rang, but an employee had to answer it. The staff girl had blonde hair slicked back into a ponytail. He walked as a snail’s pace as if she didn’t understand the urgency of a phone ringing. I planned to make fun of her when I met up with Sean.
I remember riding in a car with Sean driving and a friend from when I was younger was in the back. She’s poor and some would call her white trash, but she was always kind to me.
She wanted us to drop her off in a shady part of a trailer park. We asked her several times if she was sure and she said, yes. So we dropped her off.
Later in the dream, Alice* was driving and dropped me off at the same place, but I realized it was a trap. She told me it was because my friend was attacked and raped after we dropped her off and she blamed me. She wanted me to get attacked to know how she felt.
I kept telling her that both Sean and I asked her over and over and it was HER choice to get out.
* Name has been changed.
I remember being in a classroom and trying to fill out answers on a test. The question was about wires or something and we needed to pick a set of wires from the 10 shown that fits the description. I KNEW it was not the ones with the red tags, but the ones with the red covering. I struggled to get the image more detailed in time (we only had 1.5-2 minutes). In the end, I failed.
I drank a 16-oz. energy drink (around 300 mg of caffeine), but it didn’t have much of an effect so I just went to bed and slept 11 hours. Also, it hasn’t really seeped into my dreams, yet, but I’ve been binge watching Burn Notice.
I remember playing a “dream game” where I was shooting different cartoon characters. And on some characters, there was a magnetic/locking target. Some “official” or “agent” asked me why I shot those characters. I don’t remember what I told him, but when I was telling someone this dream in another dream, I said the characters were “Winnie-the-friggin’-Pooh.”
Note: This is becoming a strange pattern and I have no clue why my subconscious has focused on this cartoon.
I remember being outside in a desert-like area and some tall structure was being built to my right. It was a combo of steel and rock. The rock pillars all had large heads. I called them “Aztec” in the dream, but they were more like the heads on Easter Island. My hands were close together – They might have been bound. I don’t remember wanting to walk, but being forced to. I thought it was weird that no one seemed to notice the faces and thought maybe I tend to look up more often than others…maybe because I’m short.
The dream turned into another one that took place in a large warehouse store. The inside aisles all had pets, including tiny goats and deer. My hands were no longer bound and I went around petting the animals. I started to worry because I didn’t wash my hands and wondered if I was spreading disease between animals as well as myself.
I ended up where I needed to be – in an office supply area. I looked for note cards or Rolodex cards or something and found some. I ended up buying them for Sean, who I met (with Kara) at what I think was Perkins in London.
I remember a vague scene where I was being interviewed by a woman and man in suits in a room with large glass windows overlooking the interior of a building. They were excited about “storage options” as in data storage. I worked for a software company in the dream and they were excited about the possibility of using me to get their hands on the storage. They asked me about how I use their storage. I said that I didn’t and use a different company. Their mood changed and I obviously didn’t say the “right” answer.
This started out in a dream where I was doing some kind of surveillance in a dark room with blue and red lights and monitors that showed basic graphics. I remember having large headphones on watching a waveform as I listened to grainy audio. I remember text being on the screen, but I didn’t read it.
I started to daydream a story idea and it turned into another dream.
I and Charlie* (I think) were helping some human-looking aliens that were helping Earth people develop space technology lead a tour of recruits. The interior of the spaceship was similar to the room I was working in with blue and red lighted elements. I also remember trash bins being in good locations and I remember eating and getting rid of the trash quickly. I remember thinking it’s good I got in the habit of throwing away trash quickly, otherwise, I’d have too much crap in my hands.
At one point of the tour, we all had our innate superpowers activated (one per person). To demonstrate this, I flew. I thought the scene of me, a short person, rising above the small crowd would be an interesting scene. Charlie (or Tim*?) pulled me back down because I was wearing a black dress that was too short to really be flying above people’s heads.
Also, flying wasn’t my power. I was a “Spiegel” or “mirror” and was using someone else’s flying power. I flew later, but I had to keep up with the person who was the flyer because I would lose that power if I got out of range.
Note: This continues the idea that I need a reason to ever fly in a dream.
* Names were changed.