Saturday, April 30, 2011
Graduates
Not many details of a dream today, just general musings. I finished my second year of law school a week ago, and since then I've had several dreams about the people a year ahead of me who are graduating, about them graduating. Last night they were giving gifts to each other. I think a few nights ago they were taking their last final. In all of the dreams, it rarely looks like the law building, usually some other strange place. I have no idea what it means.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Mountain Lion Attacks
Last night I was going to get eaten by a mountain lion. I was in this huge building with stone rooms, and just outside were these animal cages. I don't remember what all the animals were, but one of them was a mountain lion, and it escaped and was in with some of the other animals (maybe a crocodile, but I wasn't worried about the other animal eating me). I was trying to calm it down by putting something over its eyes, but that only sort of worked. It still wanted to eat me, and may have had hold of my arm.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Season 3 of Burn Notice
More Burn Notice dreams. It was like watching season 3. You don't need more details than that, you can watch it yourself.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Creeps in the Woods and NCIS-ish
Stress must definitely induce weird dreams. I have a paper due today, and what was one of my dreams about? Yeah, that class, and all the people in it, and turning it in.
In my dream (and in real life), several of the people in the class stayed up all night working on their papers. One person in the class who has several kids realized after pulling an all nighter that her home wasn't in nearly as safe as a neighborhood as she thought. It seemed so nice and secluded in the woods by day. But by night? All sorts of creeps surrounded it and looked in on her children. One of them actually came inside in the morning and got one of her children to run off. It was really scary. Most of our class gathered at her house for support (and to turn in our papers) and several of us were making huge batches of cookie dough (I have no idea why). I called my parents to tell them there'd been an incident but I was safe, and they didn't hardly ask me any questions about it, even though they'd heard a news story about police in the woods going after a prostitute who preyed upon children.
My next dream still took place in a cabin in the woods, and my professor from the class the paper is due in was there, but those are the only similarities to the previous dream. It was an NCIS dream, where Abby installed a scale in the elevator so that anyone who got in could see how much they weighed, and she decided she was getting fat, so she was going to go on a church retreat to lose weight. Tony and McGee went to see her off, where Tony convinced McGee to ask Abby out, which turned out to be really awkward but she went for it anyway. Then we were up in the cabin (we being McGee and Abby, me, my professor, and my professor's mom, and maybe my dad). My professor's mom was doing a presentation, or recapping a speaker she'd recently heard, and mentioned that she knew me or had met me or was related to me somehow (or all of the above). I didn't remember this until she said it, and then I had vague memories of driving someplace with her.
And with all that, I woke up with a pounding headache (probably from the stress and not enough sleep).
In my dream (and in real life), several of the people in the class stayed up all night working on their papers. One person in the class who has several kids realized after pulling an all nighter that her home wasn't in nearly as safe as a neighborhood as she thought. It seemed so nice and secluded in the woods by day. But by night? All sorts of creeps surrounded it and looked in on her children. One of them actually came inside in the morning and got one of her children to run off. It was really scary. Most of our class gathered at her house for support (and to turn in our papers) and several of us were making huge batches of cookie dough (I have no idea why). I called my parents to tell them there'd been an incident but I was safe, and they didn't hardly ask me any questions about it, even though they'd heard a news story about police in the woods going after a prostitute who preyed upon children.
My next dream still took place in a cabin in the woods, and my professor from the class the paper is due in was there, but those are the only similarities to the previous dream. It was an NCIS dream, where Abby installed a scale in the elevator so that anyone who got in could see how much they weighed, and she decided she was getting fat, so she was going to go on a church retreat to lose weight. Tony and McGee went to see her off, where Tony convinced McGee to ask Abby out, which turned out to be really awkward but she went for it anyway. Then we were up in the cabin (we being McGee and Abby, me, my professor, and my professor's mom, and maybe my dad). My professor's mom was doing a presentation, or recapping a speaker she'd recently heard, and mentioned that she knew me or had met me or was related to me somehow (or all of the above). I didn't remember this until she said it, and then I had vague memories of driving someplace with her.
And with all that, I woke up with a pounding headache (probably from the stress and not enough sleep).
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Burn Notice at the Lake
I had another Burn Notice dream last night. (And I haven't even watched an episode since Thursday! Withdrawals?) During the dream, I was either helping Michael and Fiona help someone, or being helped by them.
One person lived in this house on a lake, and were being unfairly persecuted and prosecuted for something little like dog poop being where it shouldn't, when they just hadn't had the chance to clean it up yet. So he was trapped inside this house with a bunch of kids. I think we were trying to get them out by taking a raft over the lake, because I remember laying on the raft with a kid, trying to get to the other side.
One person lived in this house on a lake, and were being unfairly persecuted and prosecuted for something little like dog poop being where it shouldn't, when they just hadn't had the chance to clean it up yet. So he was trapped inside this house with a bunch of kids. I think we were trying to get them out by taking a raft over the lake, because I remember laying on the raft with a kid, trying to get to the other side.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Ghosts
I don't remember all the details of last night's dream. It seemed that there were these ghosts, and they were only visible to those people who had known them before they died, or something, or I was just special to be able to see them all, thought they were see-through. I was sorting them somehow, getting some of them to leave this room of this big cabin. One of the ghosts fell in love with a girl who was still alive. We figured out how to make them all come back alive, but some of the ghosts were really hostile to this couple that was in love. They might have interfered so that they all came back to life except this one ghost, and then we had to decide if we wanted to do it all again, or just have the girl die so they could be together.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
The Most Beautiful Room
Last night in my dream I was visiting Nick at his work. The facilities were really nice. There was a woman there who thought she could get me a job there. After trying me out on a few things, she took me into this beautiful room that looked like it had crystal windows everywhere showing the most beautiful scene and sunset and you could see the temple, and there were pews everywhere, kind of like it was a little chapel the employees could meditate in whenever they want. There she whispered to me that the only job she could offer me was to clean the paintings/artwork in the building, but for $50 an hour. I told her at that pay rate I would only have to work 1 day a week, which was great because I already have 2 jobs lined up. She said it probably wouldn't take more than that anyway. Later I learned that the beautiful room wasn't really full of crystal windows, but rather crystal panels that could show any scene. I was a little bit disappointed with this. In the building, I also found a lounge that was set up as a poker lounge, with decks of cards and gambling chips and statues that I needed to clean.
I don't understand it at all, I'm still just struck with the beauty of that one room.
I don't understand it at all, I'm still just struck with the beauty of that one room.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Studying Induced Dreams
Last night I stayed up late studying for a final, and then woke up early to continue studying for it. Too early, perhaps, as I took ten minute naps ever twenty minutes while studying. But these brief naps led to strange dreams, mixing the truth of what I was doing with the dream world of other people and places.
In one of these mini-dreams, I was surrounded by my former roommates, talking about something I don't remember anymore. In another one, I was back home in California, dreaming of doing what I was really doing (namely, waking up early to study for a test, interrupted by many a cat nap) when I realized my youngest brother had literally stayed up all night playing computer games or something. What was more, he somehow managed to persuade my gramma to stay up all night with him, and I couldn't believe it.
In one of these mini-dreams, I was surrounded by my former roommates, talking about something I don't remember anymore. In another one, I was back home in California, dreaming of doing what I was really doing (namely, waking up early to study for a test, interrupted by many a cat nap) when I realized my youngest brother had literally stayed up all night playing computer games or something. What was more, he somehow managed to persuade my gramma to stay up all night with him, and I couldn't believe it.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Burn Notice Around Worktables
Would you believe that I had another dream starring Mike and Fiona from Burn Notice? Awesome. No explosions though.
Mike and Fiona were in some sort of class, it might have been a strange music class where everyone sat around worktables. This class was on the first floor of a building. Mike was always late, it seemed there was someone on the top floor of the building who wanted to coerce him into doing something. and he was always trying to run up and down stairs between the two rooms.
Mike and Fiona were in some sort of class, it might have been a strange music class where everyone sat around worktables. This class was on the first floor of a building. Mike was always late, it seemed there was someone on the top floor of the building who wanted to coerce him into doing something. and he was always trying to run up and down stairs between the two rooms.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Jeans and Gang Kids in Detention
Nick and I were going to church at the stake center in Valencia. For some reason, we had decided it was fine to go dressed in jeans and sweats. About half way there, i got a really bad feeling, like if I were going to wear pants to church, I should at least wear nice ones. I got Nick to turn around so we could go home and change, and maybe make it on time.
Then I was at some sort of youth detention center, though it might have been at the stake center and mixed with mutual. But there was a detention center part of it. There was this gang kid, and he thought one of his friends was dead but he wasn't. All the kids had books with drawings of their tattoos, and we were trying to find this kid's book to see if he really was in the gang or if he was the innocent twin.
In both dreams, it might have been a holiday, like Thanksgiving or Christmas or something.
Then I was at some sort of youth detention center, though it might have been at the stake center and mixed with mutual. But there was a detention center part of it. There was this gang kid, and he thought one of his friends was dead but he wasn't. All the kids had books with drawings of their tattoos, and we were trying to find this kid's book to see if he really was in the gang or if he was the innocent twin.
In both dreams, it might have been a holiday, like Thanksgiving or Christmas or something.
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