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Dream Post: A wedding, roller skates.

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rollerskatesI had a dream:

I was at my friend Bec’s house, and we were getting ready for a wedding for one of her friends. We were getting dressed, and knew it was time to go to the wedding. So we headed to the church or the hall, which was very close to the house we were getting ready in, and I went over with my roller skates. That apparently I was OK at. Then there was an African American man who was standing in the middle of the street, who was very nice but apparently dangerous. He was talking to me without moving his mouth, so I thought he was telepathic with me, but apparently everyone could hear him. Very strange, indeed.

Then I got to the church and we were taking pictures of the bride alone, and we were all laughing, and I realized that my camera’s battery was dying. Then I realized the camera I was holding wasn’t even mine. So I went back to the house, on my roller skates, to get my camera. On the way back, I realized I was driving a car but I was in the passenger seat, so I went to climb over and drive and suddenly Jeff was in the car with me. He kept driving past the church, saying he forgot something, and he was driving to Hartford. I don’t know why I knew it was Hartford, but it was. Meanwhile, I guess the wedding must have been somewhere in Virgina, since that’s where Bec is from.

Then he kept saying he’d get us back to the church before the ceremony was over, and was explaining to me why he had to break up with me, and used the roller skates as an example.

Then I woke up.

Reasons? I have no idea. And, I must say that after such a dream dry spell, although these dreams are weird, it’s kind of nice to have them back.

Dream Post: Africa

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I had a crazy dream last night!

I was on my way to work  (I still worked at the Toy Store) and I was on the subway, and when I got to work it looked like a different store.

Then I was working with my friend R, who turned into my sister. She and I were going somewhere suddenly we were in Africa with a group of people, including a coworker, E. He was making sure we did what we were told, because apparently we weren’t approved to be wherever we were. We were traveling to a village, and my sister mentioned that no one had told us, but we had to leave right away because there was going to be an attack on the village we were in. We were in a building that was made of straw and had two floors,  and we were trying to get to the second floor when we heard commotion and a crowd outside. We ran to the second floor, which was the out, and there were US soldiers there who were going to help us get out. We were so relieved to see those soldiers, and the one who opened the door had been a lovely young woman. They were all dressed in camouflage but their name tags looked old, as though they had been printed in the 50s or so.  As we were meeting with the soldiers, my sister turned into my friend Cor.

THEN: Cor and I were then sitting in a room with her husband. We were explaining the event of escaping to him, but we knew it had been a dream, and we had both had the same dream. He didn’t believe that we knew all these things about each other’s dream, but as we continued on we convinced him that we had actually had the same dream.

Then I woke up.

Reasons? I was setting up “faces” last night on my iPhoto, which lets you put people’s names into iPhoto and then it finds other pictures of that person, and iPhoto kept thinking Cor was my sister, and vice versa.

Also, I am reading The Poisonwood Bible which is about a mission to Africa.

Dream Post 15: Eyeball.

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Guys, I am having more gruesome dreams, I apologize. Most of the time, I wake up and think, “Eww I can’t post that, they will think I am a freak.” But this one was weird and I hated it, and I have to share simply to lessen the grossness.

I had a dream:

I was at a party with Jeff and a bunch of my friends, and it was late at night. I was in the bathroom, and I looked in the mirror and realized my eye was hurting. I looked in the mirror, and it turns out my eyeball was rotting. There was a giant hole in it, and you could see inside my eyeball, and it was bloody and gushy. (I realize this is impossible, and that your eyeball does not rot, because it’s not skin. But it was rotted, none the less.) It was still chilling it the socket, just rotting away. I was astounded, and I ran to Jeff and showed him my eye. He was like, “Well I guess we should go to the Emergency Room.” So off we went. But on the way, we kept running into situations that did not allow us to get anywhere. For instance, we didn’t fit in the car, for some reason, and then other people like my mom wanted to see my eye, and then the road didn’t allow for our car to pass. My mom said “It looks like there is a bubble in there” and out popped 2 old contacts, as though I just had forgotten to take them out and kept layering them on my eye. We still couldn’t get to the hospital, and no one thought to call an ambulance. The whole time I was hoping that someone would realize how important this was, and I was terrified because this was the first emergency medical care I needed.

Then I woke up.

Dream Post 14: Phones

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I had a dream:

I was getting my new phone (my contract is up in July) and I was signing paperwork, and when I looked at what I had been given, I realized it was the same phone I already had in another color! But I had already signed, so I couldn’t get a new one.

ALSO yesterday I had a Déjà vu that lasted for about 1 minute. It was weird! It was during a phone call, and I knew everything the women was going to say to me BEFORE she said it. Very strange.

Dream Post 13: Lifting a car

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I had a dream:

I was in Jeff’s car, driving, and he was there, too. We were getting off a highway and onto an on-ramp, when I noticed the accelarator wasn’t working and we could only go 40 mph. There was a lot of traffic on the off-ramp, and I was worried I’d add to it by going slowly (I don’t know why this made logical sense) and so I got out of the car, with Jeff, and lifted the car to carry down the ramp. Then the ramp turned into a very steep staircase, but the kind that have no backs to the stairs, basically a cross between a staircase and a ladder. I was walking down it, carrying the car, and there were tons of people around, standing on each step/rung waiting their turn, like they were in traffic. I excused myself and cut them, because I was worried I wouldn’t be able to stop, and then I knocked a kid down a few steps by accident. So I lifted him up and threw him up to where he was before, and then kept going, all the while holding my car.

Then I woke up.