Wake up mid-dream
only to fall right back into it except now: “Oh GOD WHERE ARE MY PANTS?”
My sleeping “clothes” got transferred into the dream after I woke up for a second…
A Young American
Quite Possibly a First
So, often in dreams some kind of theme comes up about stuff that’s been worrying me. This time it was theater. But I don’t think ever before, and if so then rarely, have I ever dreamed about something that I was hearing in my sleep. Today I did that one.
Recently we had a little weather incident where some ice covered everything (that means encasing cars too) so everyone who wants to drive now has to break the ice off of their car which is what was happening right outside my window. What was happening in my dream however was that I was crushing ice in a bucket with a tube in it to take out the crushed ice and water.
I think the implication was that it was one of those symbolic, performance art type things and it stood for something really artsy and lame and “meaningful” and then also that we needed ice for a party so someone had to crush it… yes those two things at the same time.
I’ve been remembering so many dreams lately
Last night I had a dream that I went to a party at my friends house because I thought it would be a regular party but then it started getting crazy and there were all these people that I didn’t know and it was kinda like a scene from a movie when they have lots of creepy people doing drugs and at party type thing so I started to leave and as I was walked out the door there was a huge crowd and police people with guns and my friend Kelsey was there across the street with the rest of the crowd and she yelled to me something like “GET OVER HERE” or “FUCKIN RUN!” because I guess everyone out there knew the whole house was going to explode I didn’t know that was why but I what like “OH THE FUCK?” and ran and I had to like wave my arms and yell I’m just running away because one of the police people had a huge gun pointed at me but then they stopped and noticed that the house was exploding and threw the gun down and grabbed me and shielded me, also like in movies. and I was like oh what? and talked to Kelsey for a bit and then we went into this nice old timey hotel building (and this is where we get into some recurring dream territory because I’m sure this has happened before) so she goes on inside I guess but I notice in the lobby hall that like there are some drugs and prostitution things going on (like in an organized crime, ladies kidnapped, drugged and held against their will kind of thing) and so I’m like oh? weird so I don’t go into the main room. I should mention at this point also that everyone and everything is styled as a mix of victorian and old western style like I’m in the US around the 1900s but I never did figure out if it was just a costume party or it was supposed to be around that time. I don’t even know if my clothes were contemporary or that time period but I know that I got to wear pants and my outfit was vaguely sepia toned. So I go outside and I wait for people around the pay phones to leave while I find like three quarters to make a call and I look up in my planner the phone number of the police to report this when all of a sudden, while I’m making the call a Mexican drug lord kind of mob boss drives up and parks in the parking space behind the bushes that are behind the payphones that I’m at. So he kind of figures it out but acts like he didn’t and I have no idea but I walk back inside to try to act normal so that he wont suspect and I’m expecting the cops to show up anytime and I walk into the main room and it’s like this huge room with tables and hundreds of people all dressed like a fancy victorian party and they’re all drugged and i’m like whats going on but I try to walk around and blend in and find some kind of back door out but I end up sitting down and getting drugged and just being powerless while everything explodes as the mob boss walks in. This is where I restart, I’m in the lobby again everything the same as last time. It all seems a little like deja vu. This time I’m more urgent in my call and it’s an Italian-American mob boss that pulls up. I walk inside realize what is going on when I see all the drugged people in that big room and turn right around and try to walk out but the mob boss and his body guard catch me and push me back inside and everything explodes as the mob boss walks in the room. Again I’m starting over in the lobby same as before except this time I remember. I go to call but this time the focus is on the numbers I am dialing. I dial one number different from my own cell phone number and I get the actual mob boss who threatens to kill me because, even though I don’t speak, he kind of knows who I am. I hang up, the car parks. This time it is a Japanese man, Yakuza style mob boss. I try to call the police unsuccessfully because I have to hang up as he gets out of the car so he wont know. I hurry inside the building and inside that big room. This time I know that they’ve been drugged by something released into the air and I remember that I can’t just walk out the front so I’m like CRAP and I start running, action man style, across the room only to find that any of the doors on this level only lead into an enclosed courtyard so I go up one level and run past people walking happily and I have to go up to the third level. At this point I think my plan is to get onto the room and either jump off or climb down on something but as I’m running I start to get drugged too from the air and I’m feeling slower and relaxed and happy and I’m just like noooooo. I don’t actually know what happens next because I woke up. Maybe I jumped off the roof and that woke me up but I don’t remember it or something? who knows. As a side note, I’m pretty sure that the body guard was the same guy for all three mod bosses. Maybe secretly he’s the guy in charge, who knows?
This morning I dreamed my boyfriend turned into a bunny…
More specifically, I dreamed that he turned into a bunny because I wasn’t paying enough attention to him. So I left because I had to do stuff and I feel like it kinda went like “ok bye I’m gonna just hang out and be a bunny until you get back” but then when I came back they we’re performing complicated bunny heart surgery on him and it was like some kind of video game with lots of arteries sticking out and veins being weaved through them, and I was crying because I thought it was my fault because I left and let something scare his bunny heart into needing surgery (whether its true or not I’ve been convinced since childhood that rabbits have weak hearts ever since I read something fictional where a bunny got so scared that it’s heart exploded) And so finally it was done and I went to go find him to make sure he was ok but I got lost and then when I finally did find where he was supposed to be in general all the bunnies were escaping and I couldn’t figure out which one was him and I thought maybe I found him and these creepy guys (one of them looked like an awkward teen version of Adrien Brody) were gonna catch bunnies and hurt them so I made them stop and then they started creeping right behind me and awkward teen Adrien Brody was all up in my face so I elbowed him in the stomach and I was going to punch him in the face also because he was getting mad and then my mom woke me up… so there you go, as far as I know my boyfriend is still a bunny.
Sorry, can’t go to school today.
I need to catch a giant cube of ice falling from an airplane in Antarctica to extract a teddy bear from it and gently defrost it in my refrigerator before I can wake up…
