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Dream Post 8: A witch and a baby.

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Well…

I was in my house and I was pregnant and another couple was there and I was having stomach pains and my husband (Jeff?) check my temperature and I had a fever so we called the doctor and apparently my baby was dead but then he did all these things to make it alive one of which was cut a hole below my left breast with a saw with no numbing but I didn’t end up feeling it.

Then my baby was still dead but I was convinced it was alive and my husband was going through all the things he could have done wrong to kill the baby and my mom and I were trying (silently?) to convince him he didn’t do anything wrong.

Then there was a witch and she was going to kill me and take my baby and she said I could destroy whatever I wanted in my house and there were certain things I could kill to get back at her and I tried to figure out the right things but I was having a hard time figuring it out, and then she told me to jump out a window and the left was something and the right was something so I jumped out of the right and I don’t know if that was the right one or not but then she was laughing. So then I had to watch as my husband came back and I was gone and it turns out he was planning with this witch (I think he was under a spell) and they were trying to rid my things of the house, and meanwhile he slowly forgot who I was.

The end.

Dream Post 7: Bonus Dream

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I found this dream recorded on my desktop. Enjoy a bonus round.

I had a dream. I was on the T with Jeff going home from somewhere on a street that looked like San Francisco. I was getting to the T and the Red Sox were playing so everyone was asking how to get to the game. I was telling people how to get there and this one kid was like “No, that’s not how you get there” and I was liike “YES.” And he wasn’t even from the city. then we get to the T and Jeff’s gone and I am waiting for the T and the kid is like “Want a ride?” and he has a car and even know he was a tool I was like “sure” and so he’s driving me into the city and its raining and we’re driving across a bridge that is just the road and nothing else and he hydroplanes a little into the water and I’m like “slow down please and don’t kill us” and then he’s like “yea sorry i’ll be careful” and then he hydroplanes again and crashes our car into the water.

Then I wake up and I’m in the car getting to my house. Someone helps me out and then I’m inside and I can’t figure out how to work the phone and all I want to do is call Jeff and I can’t for some reason.

My dad calls and says they are on the way home, and then I am with someone and they’re telling me to calm down but I just want Jeff.

Then I’m at a mall talking to someone who is my youth leader asking them about my injuries and what happened because I can’t remember anything from before to the day of the accident and she’s reassuring me I’ll be OK.

Secretly, in my mind, I know that I am not going to get to go to China now.

Dream Post 6: Yoga?

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I had a dream:

I am with my friend Jen, the other Jen, and I am going with her to her apartment (her families apartment?) in “the city” which is either a) a second city that lives in my head that I’ve dreamed of before or b) a borough of the city that is already in my head. I haven’t decided which, yet. She is showing me her apartment, which I have been to before in my dreams (once) and I remember it, but it is very dusty and dark, like no one ever opens the windows or turns the lights up past “dim.” Then, I am going to yoga in this old building, but I remember being in my jeans, which is not helpful for yoga. Some woman has brought her baby, but it’s only the head of a baby, not its whole body. This doesn’t frighten me, because apparently this is normal. I comment on the fact that the baby has an excellent laugh, and his mom is like, “Well too bad you can’t see his smile, but I left his mouth at home.” It is very bizarre. Then the baby is a regular sized toddler, and apparently everyone has brought their children to yoga class. So someone gets the idea to have a babysitter take all the children to another room while the parents do the yoga. I help bring the children over to this room, and one little boy says he thinks I am fun and wants to play with me. I am torn between going to the babysitting room and going back to yoga, but in the end, I go back to yoga. Jeff is there, and we begin yoga, but the room we are in is apparently outdoors, and I am covered in bugs, and the ground is very uneven, so it’s hard to do the yoga. The ground is all moss, instead of being grass, and I find it very hard to get comfortable.

Then I wake up.

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Dream Post 5: Pickle factory?

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I swear, they get weirder and weirder.

I was in a square that looked like Stars Hollow (from Gilmore Girls) but it was Boston or somewhere simliar. I was walking and ran into Barb, my coworker. She and I walked for a bit, and chatted, ending up in a video store. The video store was having a wicked sale on Disney movies, and I was very excited because Disney movies go back into the vault, which is stupid, and I wanted to get any ones I had missed. But as Barb and I looked, we realized that all the videos they had were Little Mermaid, which we both already owned. So we left, singing the tunes of Little Mermaid, and I picked her up and carried her (piggy back style) to my dorm (the LB, as we called it.) It was a different building, looked much older, but it WAS the LB. Anyways, so we were going in, but there was a really long line to sign in, because apparently it was the first weekend of school and everyone had guests. So I went up to the check in counter, where Jeff was sitting reading a magazine. I yelled at him, because he should have been helping the other person checking people in, and then I skipped the line because I was a RA. So then Barb and I were joined by Cor, one of my friends from NOT college. She and I and Barb got into this elevator that probably could have held 20 people but was more of a room–with its own bathroom off to one side. A bathroom. In the elevator. So we rode the elevator to the third floor, but apparently I had pushed the wrong floor button, so when the doors opened we were overlooking a pickle factory. Like, a big room flooded with pickle juice and pickles floating on the top. To the right hand side of the floor there was another building within the bigger factory building, and you could see a library inside. It must have been where Cor’s room actually was, so we were aiming for there. But suddenly Cor was on a pulley system with me, and I had to try to swing her back into the elevator. We tried for a bit, but I wasn’t paying that much attention and I was eating something, so she got annoyed and swung herself up to a beam above the elevator. Once there, my high school choir teacher whisked her away with promise of getting her to the correct room. Then Barb and I were back in the elevator. And we woke up.

WHAT?! I am weird.

Things: 1. Jeff had mentioned to me how he hates when cashiers don’t jump in to help check out people when grocery stores are busy. 2. Cor mentioned she wanted to go rock climbing, AND she hates pickles…

That’s all I got.

Dream Post 4: A fake proposal, a postponed wedding?

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ugly-ring

I have had two weird dreams this weekend.

1:

I was on the beach with Jeff, and we were on vacation. He was talking about how much he loved me, and then got down on one knee to propose. I was about to say yes, when he says: “JUST KIDDING!” I was very upset, and he was like, “I can’t believe you didn’t realize I was joking. Look how ugly the ring is! I would never give you such an ugly ring.” And I looked down, and it WAS ugly. But, not funny.

2:

I was at a church, waiting to get married to Jeff. I was with Nikita, my sister, and she and I were getting ready, and I realized I had forgotten to ask Jeff whether or not it was OK that we were getting married at a Catholic church. So I had someone go ask him, and he said, “sure.” My dress was long sleeved, and terrible, but I was excited, anyways. THEN I realized I had forgotten to tell my BFF, Lauren, that I was getting married. And so I call her up to tell her, and she is VERY ANGRY and tells me she can’t believe that I would not tell her. So we had to postpone the wedding.

Influences on the dreams? Could be watching the Godfather last night (hence ugly dress) or it could just be I’m crazy.