It was a really freaky dream I had last night ... I had bought a new house that was huge, so many different rooms and so many open spaces. Then it dawned on me I wanted the laundry room downstairs so we moved the washing machine and dryer from upstairs to one of the 'halls' downstairs and accidently we ran into an open space (everything was made from steel there) that had dead bodies lying there in water ... it apparently had been some sort of meatball factory because there were also still meatballs lying around. Too weird. My brain barfs up the weirdest stuff at night.
I dreamt that I was in school, and went to a classroom. The teacher was cool, knew everyone's name, but I didn't have a clue what was going on. It was like everyone had been in the class for 6 months and I was brand new.
Usually I don't remember dreams, but... I was able to sneak into a high school in which was a secret professional multi track recording studio where I worked on something or other (Very important stuff I'm sure) before I snuck back outside and meandered my way back (presumably) home through aneighborhood I lived in between ages 7-15. It involved negotiating lots of stairs and brick walled corridors.
I had a dream just last night about Bella getting out and getting hurt. :( It's probably because there was a dog that went on a busy street here and almost got smacked by a car. We live on and near a busy street, so I'm constantly worrying about her getting loose and getting hit. :(
I don't really dream when I am here where I live. Maybe once in a while. Yet while in New York, I would dream every single night. They were odd dreams too. This "woman" who would send demons out of her eyes at mean people. Weird crap like that.
I wonder why I would dream when I was there, but not much here at home. Not all the dream in New York were odd, but most of them were. Not bad really, just odd.
That I was in a hospice, dying. Each day, someone would come and take me down to the water where I would paint. Then one day, I was too weak to go and half-way there, asked to go back to my room. When we got back, my family was there to say good-bye.
I dreamt that my family went to Maine (I think?) and on the way home my dad decided to detour through NYC. Where he'd set up an interview for me at some posh school to teach. It was snowing and there were leather couches - inside, not in the snow. And the guy interviewing me said I needed to decide my direction in life and commit.
Then I grabbed smaller, presumably to find an apartment, and we ate chocolate chip cookies (warm).
I dreamt that I was driving through a town that doesn't exist and for some reason, I couldn't keep my hands on the steering wheel. They would spontaneous slip off and I'd veer off the road.
Then I dreamt about cussing profusely at one of my friends, whom I have no reason in real life to cuss at. :D
James dumping me for an old high school friend that I didn't keep in touch with, only to wake up and find out she's added him on Facebook! I'm DOOOOOOOMED!
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I wonder why I would dream when I was there, but not much here at home. Not all the dream in New York were odd, but most of them were. Not bad really, just odd.
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uh.. yeah. DIdn't enjoy that one too much.
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Then I grabbed smaller, presumably to find an apartment, and we ate chocolate chip cookies (warm).
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Yeah..... one of 'those'.
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love and blessed be
xxx
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Then I dreamt about cussing profusely at one of my friends, whom I have no reason in real life to cuss at. :D
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