What did you dream? Tell it in five sentences or fewer.

For my whole life I've had a recurring nightmare of flashing coloured lines. There's no intent to it or other scary content, just some lines.

Maybe I got a papercut from a graph as a kid or something.

Yeah, I remember we've talked about our dreams before. I actually thought of you when I woke up. :)
 
I was using my phone. Texting. Or trying to. I awoke to the realization there was no phone. This is a recurring snippet.
 
That my electric toothbrush ran out of battery mid-brush. Though as of this morning it was in fact not out of battery.

Even my dreams are mundane.
 
I dreamt my little dog barked from the other room. Just one bark. In real life that's how she barks. Just once.

The dream was real enough to wake me up and want to check on her.

Turns out she was asleep, next to me.
 
Last night bright red pinwheels flew at my face and body as I floated in a pitch black void.

I woke up screaming when one hit my eye. Fun times.
 
That everyone in my building was watching a film in some room somewhere, but someone whispered that film-maker should be killed because of their race. With most people untroubled, I made a scene, taking the argument out into other parts of the structure we were in, leading to people breaking into groups and going into various subterranean, cavernous rooms (in some cases with rivers flowing through). Some went higher, where the building became castle-like but where there was no electricity or even light fittings.

Then, I was suddenly in a chair with a small dog trying to jump on my lap, except it was too small so it just ended up resting against me.

Then I was suddenly in a cafe where I finished a weird breakfast of a full English with black cherry jam.
 
I had a big, long work related dream, which was mind numbingly mundane and realistic. Except at one point a platypus attacked my ankles with its beak/bill/whatever the right term is. I had to step on the beak/bill to make it stop attacking me and it was awful, because platypus is one of the coolest animals ever.

I was lucky it didn't hit me with the poison claw.
 
I was ice skating on a pond. The ice was too thin, it was unsafe, I knew it ,and skated anyway. Sure enough, I broke through.
 
I was organizing an event. One of the people invited there was Scatman John and I had to figure out what to address him as when I welcomed him, because I didn't want to use his official title: scat artist, but it had to be said with some scat syllables thrown in for good measure.
 
Another movie-like dream of a nun trio whose job was to wash corpses.
 
A nightmare that I intentionally murdered four people. They were all men, and I had shot a couple them, but don't remember anything else.
 
I was in New York and bought a black ankle length pleated leather skirt. I couldn't find Fara. Then a turtle bit me.
 
Just woke up from one where I was on Lit in the middle of a church council meeting and found my ex on here. She was not happy at all to hear from me.
 
A woman covered in sand, geese, on a spaceship, except everything was outside?
A weird one.
 
I was a city planner and to get ideas for better city planning I had to visit other towns. So I visited a city where there were rats walking on two legs and dressed like people, doing all the human things, going to work, shopping, driving cars etc. Everything was built to the rat-walking-on-two-legs scale and I had a hard time trying to figure out where to put my feet when I walked.

One of the stranger dreams I've had.
 
I was a city planner and to get ideas for better city planning I had to visit other towns. So I visited a city where there were rats walking on two legs and dressed like people, doing all the human things, going to work, shopping, driving cars etc. Everything was built to the rat-walking-on-two-legs scale and I had a hard time trying to figure out where to put my feet when I walked.

One of the stranger dreams I've had.

Plenty of rats on two legs living here in New York -- I bump into at least one every day. ;)
 
I was in the US and was taken from place to place blindfolded and I had to guess where I was in based on what I could see when the blindfold was removed. For every wrong guess there was a punishment. The group driving me around got bigger and bigger and they laughed at me when I couldn't figure out where I was and cheered on the person dishing out the punishments. I got turned on and my brain got all slow and I couldn't think straight anymore.

I woke up more aroused than I probably should have.
 
It was raining a lot. A deluge, really. There were a few people in the world who could bend the rain and make it fall in specific spots rather than all over. I was one of them.
 
I went to a kid's birthday party in a foreign country. The house was huge and beautiful. I gave the kid a gigantic pumpkin for present and it was a huge hit. All the other parents didn't like me and made rude comments during the dinner which was a white tablecloth affair. The guy sitting next to me told me I'm the least fun person he's ever met and then refused to talk to me further in a language I would have understood.
 
Something quite disturbing.

My mother calling me, but I’m busy. She’s waffling and my responses are curt and annoyed. She finally manages to spit something intelligible out. I don’t remember the exact words but it involves her being accosted in a parking lot by teenage boys... she’s in tears, and minimises what happened saying it was over so quickly... I have the distinct feeling she’s trying to say she’s been raped. I wake the fuck up.

I clearly managed to drift back to sleep because the next dream is me, her and her partner in a kitchen I’ve never been in before. I’m loading groceries into a fridge and my mother is verbally abusing me. I reason to myself that it’s because I never brought up what she told me on the phone (it feels as several days have passed between the two events). There’s a head of broccoli in the back of the vege crisper that looks near mummified. I wake again.

I have no idea what to make of this AT ALL. And I also don’t know how I feel about getting in touch with my mum...
 
I had my hair cut short. People were disappointed by my decision and let me know how bad I looked with short hair that was badly cut too. It was PLP who cut it.
 
I shot a tiny elephant out of a tree in my backyard. You can't make this stuff up...
 
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