I love 2 dream. I like trying to remember my dreams. Dreams are portals!


Sunday, 10/6/24, 8:43 am
Wow I've really been remembering my dreams since I started writing them down again! I love that.
It was Halloween and me and my four roommates decided to go trick-or-treating. We were just getting started. We were on our like, 5th house, and the lady at the door asked for our ID's. We started to pull them out and then a bunch of cops showed up. Like 6 cops. They had their guns drawn and told us to get on the ground. They peppersprayed us. They took everyone to jail except for me. They left me on the ground. I must have fallen asleep, but when I woke up it was daytime. I was surrounded by everyone's candy and lots of little toys. I scooped everything back up into one of those plastic pumpkins for collecting candy and walked home. Home was an amalgamation of my childhood home and the trailer my mom and I lived in for a brief stint when I was a sophomore in high school. Shortly after I got home everyone else got home from jail. We were all sitting in my childhood living room. They told me they had all done drugs and I was furious. I figured that's why the cops showed up but I was more angry because drugs are dangerous. I scolded them and told them they needed to be more careful in the future and to always test their drugs.


Saturday, 10/5/24, 7:47 am
Hard to remember. I was in a costume shop run by a flamboyant gay man, and I was with some other people. The song "Messages From the Stars" by The RAH Band was playing, and there was a baby skunk with us. It kept peeing on the floor.

Friday, 10/4/24, 9:12 am
This one was a lot of little dreams strung together. A little dream necklace.
I was driving around lake Eerie. I've never been there. There was one extremely steep hill and all the locals were talking about avoiding it. I drove up it and it was pretty crazy. There was a cute boy in a convertible.
Me my mom and a bunch of older ladies were in a white 90's Honda Civic just like my mom had when I was little. She was driving and she was drunk. We pulled into a motel. I moved the car over two spaces while she was inside, presumably to fuck with her. It worked and she was mad. When I pulled into the space I hit the headlight on a pole.
My coworker and I were in an antique shop. This old woman who looked like a witch was looking for my coworker. She was crawling around on the floor army style trying to get away from her. My hoop earrings kept getting tangled in a bunch of costume jewelry necklaces.

Wednesday, 10/2/24, 8:01 am
Work dream yuck!
I was working at an amalgamation of my current job and a previous job. My mother was working as a waitress, and some of my current coworkers were there. The girl who sucks at her job was there. We were very very busy and she was going very very slow. I watched her try to make a mocha and it was so embarassing. Half the cup was full of chocolate. I grabbed it out of her hand. My mother started to yell at me and told me to go to the kitchen and help the cook. The cook wasn't there. The kitchen was outdoors and a total mess. It was disgusting. All the sinks were full of giant silver frying pans and pico de gallo. Someone who reminded me of Elon Musk brought his gross family to the restaurant. They wanted things that weren't on the menu. When I opened the sandwich bar, all of the tubs were full of very wet egg salad.

Tuesday, 10/1/23, 8:00 am
I was driving in the strange dream version of the next town over, which I have dreamt of before. I saw my old baby blue 1991 Geo Metro convertible parked on the far side of town at a salvage/antique shop. I pulled over to talk to the guy. He had bought it from the kid I had sold it to for $100. He fixed it up real nice. I was trying to get him to let me take her for a spin now that she was all fixed. He was very resistant. I even offered to leave my wallet as collateral. He wouldn't let me. I was so sad. There were a lot of beautiful primitive pieces of furniture outside. Lots of antique wood benches. I tried to buy one. He told me they were sawhorses and not for sale.


Thursday, 9/26/24, 9:00 am
I was at some sort of ski resort with my family and some people I used to go to community college with. I was hesitant whether or not I wanted to try skiing. Then I decided I wanted to. But the people working would not give me any of the gear I needed, even though they were giving everybody else their gear. They were being very rude. And the people I was there with were kind of laughing at me. It made me feel really bad about myself. There was this big pond outside behind the lodge, and I went on a walk around the pond. I didn't see any snow. I went back to my room at the lodge, and a previous boyfriend was there. I was happy to see him. I think we took a shower together.

Sunday, 9/22/24, 9:20 am
I was at a friends house, very run down, and in the bathroom I found a tiny wounded puppy. It had a plastic leg and was he was very dirty. I washed him in the sink and wrapped him up in a towel. I brought him back inside with me, and said look everyone! At my new puppy!
I was driving, and there was this tall building on stilts. I have dreamt of this building before. There was a bathroom there I wanted to use, because there wasn't a bathroom around for a long time. Previously, this bathroom was very dingy, and had a hole in the floor. You have to climb up a tall ladder to get to the building on stilts and to use the bathroom. I climbed up the ladder. The bathroom had been remodeled. The entire room, floor to ceiling, had been painted lime green. There was a purple and blue circle painted on the floor where the hole used to be, and it was painted in such a way that it looked like it was glowing. The toilet was also painted green and had the same glowing circle painted inside of the bowl.
This building on stilts is also a thrift store. I was with two of my roommates and we went inside. It isn't a very good thrift store but the ladies working there are nice and the proceeds go to a charity. I wanted to buy a slutty gray top but it didn't fit well. One of my roommates bought a carpet bag.