I've been so busy today, I thought I would finally sit down and discuss what happened in my mind last night. Occasionally I have dreams about the end of the world, Armageddon, the end of days, however you want to put it. The world never ends in my dreams, but they come close. For example, last night's dream was damn near close. I guess it wasn't really the end of the world, but working on getting there. Let's start with the first part, where I was with a group of friends, and we had to run through Wal-Mart to get away from a gang or something, and we ended up going through the back door of the store, looked like the loading dock (I have a lot of dreams like that, going through the back part of a store, coming out at the loading dock). But once we went out the back door, we ended up in an alley in the Bronx (yes, New York), and we walked out unto the streets, only to find ourselves on the strip in Las Vegas. Craziness, I know, but that's where we ended up. So we were walking down the street, and we had to go upstairs to this loft, where one of our professors was hanging out. All of a sudden, it got dark. We were all like what's going on, and the professor started talking in Bible verses, talking about the starts falling from the sky, angels of darkness and death were coming, and the goblins across the street were going to get us if we went out after dark. So we were like what are you talking about? We looked across the street, and there was something flashing a mirror and a light at us. We were freaking out because it was just so dark out, no stars in the sky, no moon, nothing. It was literally pitch black outside, but we were still able to see the outline of these goblins that were feeding off of the humans that were dumb enough to venture out after dark.
So we had to wait out over night in our buildings, something like safe houses for the remaining humans. We were able to get out the next day, like any other day. One of my co-workers and her husband were walking around with me. This time, we were walking down the streets of St. Louis. We spent the day shopping, having fun, but then it started getting dark. We had to hurry up back to the Regions Bank building (our loft was in there) before 7:00. Once it turned 7, the guards would lock the doors, and anyone left outside had to survive the darkness. Some homeless guy who was trying to rob my co-worker got trapped outside, and he was yelling for us to let him in, or he would kill us. We were like no! Needless to say, the goblins got to him pretty quickly.
I ended up waking up from that dream, but then going right back to sleep to start another quick dream. This time, we were at the renewal of vows ceremony for one of our choir members. It was strange because they were all being introduced like it was a play - the bride, the groom, the maid of honor, the best man. It was crazy. And then while the bride was up on the stage, renewing her vows, why was she sitting right next to me in the audience? I was like why aren't you up there? She said that was her twin sister - the girl doesn't have a twin sister, but she does have a younger sister. Anyway, my mom for some reason what just talking so loudly through the ceremony. Finally I asked her to talk softer, but that seemed to piss her off. She started screaming, yelling at everyone. Finally my brother and I had to escort her out of the sanctuary. I took her to her room, and she just kept screaming. I shook her, asked her to stop, and she looked at me like I was wrong (she actually does that sometimes, but I've never shook her - that would be death for me). After she finally calmed down, I woke up.
Now, let's go back to the first dream. Usually in my end of the world dreams, I try to make sure that everyone I care about are safe - friends, family, the usual. It was the same in this dream - had to make sure my baby was safe, brothers, mom, dad, nieces and nephew, several of my friends from high school, those I meet after high school, and so on. I swear that loft was crowded! We survived though. I guess I'm always thinking of ways to try to make sure everyone I care about is safe, thus if the world ends, everyone needs to meet me at the Regions building on Poplar. Now, if they don't have a loft, we'll just have to build one.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
A Little Light on the Dreams Last Night
Ironic right now that I'm watching Dora the Explorer with my pumpkin, and they are talking about the dream fairy. I would have needed her last night because I didn't dream about much last night. Basically Kayla and I were hanging out with some of my church members, singing and dancing, and Kayla kept trying to destroy my homework. So not cool, kid! Other than that, nothing much happened in my dream last night.
I guess I could talk about some other dreams that I've had. Right now, I can remember bits and pieces of dreams I've had several years ago. One that really comes to mind is the ones I had about Kayla - well, sort of because I had the dream several years before I had her. I was in a car accident and I was in a coma for several years. When I woke up, I saw my niece holding this little girl that looked just like me. I was like wow, of course my niece would have a child that looks like her aunt. Nothing out of the ordinary because I look a little like my aunt(s). Well, my niece told me this little girl was my child, not her's. I was like how? I didn't know I was pregnant when I had the accident. Now all of a sudden I have this little girl. She was such a little doll! I had several dreams like that in the months that followed. When I found out I was pregnant, my dad told me I was having a girl. Grant it I was only 8 weeks pregnant, so how would he know. Needless to say, I have a little girl, and she looks just like the little girl in my dream. I do believe that some dreams a premonitions, but that's just me. May be there are others out there that think the same, but I thought it was fascinating that this little girl that's in my life right now, I meet her in a dream.
Enough with the mushy, I will try to have something better tomorrow. If not, I will write about some other dreams I've had - like the one with the tornado that was nothing but a column of hair, or the dream I have about Summer Avenue is this huge bridge, almost shaped like a roller coaster. Man, I have a lot of crazy dreams. Oh, yeah, I think I'll talk about the one I told my boyfriend about the other night. That one was crazy. But now, I must go - my dream baby has an appointment.
I guess I could talk about some other dreams that I've had. Right now, I can remember bits and pieces of dreams I've had several years ago. One that really comes to mind is the ones I had about Kayla - well, sort of because I had the dream several years before I had her. I was in a car accident and I was in a coma for several years. When I woke up, I saw my niece holding this little girl that looked just like me. I was like wow, of course my niece would have a child that looks like her aunt. Nothing out of the ordinary because I look a little like my aunt(s). Well, my niece told me this little girl was my child, not her's. I was like how? I didn't know I was pregnant when I had the accident. Now all of a sudden I have this little girl. She was such a little doll! I had several dreams like that in the months that followed. When I found out I was pregnant, my dad told me I was having a girl. Grant it I was only 8 weeks pregnant, so how would he know. Needless to say, I have a little girl, and she looks just like the little girl in my dream. I do believe that some dreams a premonitions, but that's just me. May be there are others out there that think the same, but I thought it was fascinating that this little girl that's in my life right now, I meet her in a dream.
Enough with the mushy, I will try to have something better tomorrow. If not, I will write about some other dreams I've had - like the one with the tornado that was nothing but a column of hair, or the dream I have about Summer Avenue is this huge bridge, almost shaped like a roller coaster. Man, I have a lot of crazy dreams. Oh, yeah, I think I'll talk about the one I told my boyfriend about the other night. That one was crazy. But now, I must go - my dream baby has an appointment.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Last Night's Collage
Well, last night I had a myriad of dreams that ranged from weird to almost normal. Let’s begin with the first one, where I think I was cheating on my dream boyfriend with my real boyfriend, but the real boyfriend was Ben Stiller in the dream. Side note: some of my dreams may have a celebrity or two in them, so just deal with it.
So I was dating a friend of mine – an actual real life friend of mine, but he will remain nameless to keep him from being embarrass, knowing that he haunts my dreams. Anyway, he was a real jealous type, always doting over me, but not liking the fact that I had other male friends. So what do I do but go and get a roommate, who happened to be a guy, which the boyfriend didn’t like. I mean why couldn’t I be roommates with the boyfriend (that was the question I was asking myself when I was seeing all of this)? Anyway, we ended up doing bad things to each other, and the boyfriend didn’t know about it until one morning, he came knocking on the door. We were rushing to get dressed when suddenly, he opens the door, all sad faced and everything. I felt bad, and then I woke up. That was a pretty short dream. I Didn’t like that dream at all.
The next one I can remember, again with the weird, just a tiny bit of it was a take off the movie “Secretary”. Some little guy was trying to be all bossy, trying to audition me to be his live in assistant. He wanted to test me, to see if I would do what he said without any argument. For some reason, he wanted me to cut his hair. He had such pretty hair, and I didn’t want to cut it. But I did, and all of a sudden, dude turned into a chick. She wanted me to come live with her, and help her break up with her boyfriend. There was no real reason for her wanting to break up with him, other than she was selfish and didn’t want to spend her money (actually, her parent’s money – millionaires or something, didn’t really get into all of that). He was such a sweet guy – apparently she talked a lot about him, and in my mind, I was saying “But he’s such a sweet guy, don’t do it”. So as we were leaving her office, I was trying to think of a way to turn down her request. Suddenly we’re inside Raleigh Springs Mall, and it was all nice and neat. It actually had a Macy’s inside of it! I remember I wanted to go and try on some of the dresses that were in the window, but the lady wouldn’t let me. She wanted to continue to talk about her plan to break up with her boyfriend. Then we saw a bunch of couples running around doing some sort of scavenger hunt. It was a bunch of engaged couples that were competing to find some items that pertained to weddings, and the first couple to get all of the items would win the wedding of their dreams. This one couple, they were ruthless. I mean tearing up kiosks throughout the mall, yelling at folks, it was crazy!
The remaining dreams were just a bunch of clips of me flying, hiding in supply closets from big girls trying to hire me to be their assistants, and trying to hide from the boyfriend in the first dream. I eventually woke up, but ended up going back to sleep and picking back up with the first dream. This time, the roommate and I were fighting over who would get to use the shower first. After a few hand slaps and towel pops, I beat him to the shower. Now I didn’t get the chance to take a shower because I was finally awakened by the alarm clock.
Honestly, I don’t know why I have dreams like this, but I have them. I really do believe that some of the dreams are brought on either by what I’ve seen during the day, like walking around Jo Ann’s yesterday and seeing some bridal magazine with the ugliest dress I’d ever seen, or what I've eaten before heading to bed, like that nice yummy donut. I would have thought that I would have dreamed about a dragon after seeing this really horrible movie Saturday night, or watching Narnia last night. But no, I dream about a friend I haven’t seen in a while, Ben Stiller, and some crazy girl I don’t even know. It’s funny, I can dream about people I’ve never met. My imagination runs a little wild sometimes. Oh, but wait, there is more to come! Hope you all stick around to see what else I can conjure up.
So I was dating a friend of mine – an actual real life friend of mine, but he will remain nameless to keep him from being embarrass, knowing that he haunts my dreams. Anyway, he was a real jealous type, always doting over me, but not liking the fact that I had other male friends. So what do I do but go and get a roommate, who happened to be a guy, which the boyfriend didn’t like. I mean why couldn’t I be roommates with the boyfriend (that was the question I was asking myself when I was seeing all of this)? Anyway, we ended up doing bad things to each other, and the boyfriend didn’t know about it until one morning, he came knocking on the door. We were rushing to get dressed when suddenly, he opens the door, all sad faced and everything. I felt bad, and then I woke up. That was a pretty short dream. I Didn’t like that dream at all.
The next one I can remember, again with the weird, just a tiny bit of it was a take off the movie “Secretary”. Some little guy was trying to be all bossy, trying to audition me to be his live in assistant. He wanted to test me, to see if I would do what he said without any argument. For some reason, he wanted me to cut his hair. He had such pretty hair, and I didn’t want to cut it. But I did, and all of a sudden, dude turned into a chick. She wanted me to come live with her, and help her break up with her boyfriend. There was no real reason for her wanting to break up with him, other than she was selfish and didn’t want to spend her money (actually, her parent’s money – millionaires or something, didn’t really get into all of that). He was such a sweet guy – apparently she talked a lot about him, and in my mind, I was saying “But he’s such a sweet guy, don’t do it”. So as we were leaving her office, I was trying to think of a way to turn down her request. Suddenly we’re inside Raleigh Springs Mall, and it was all nice and neat. It actually had a Macy’s inside of it! I remember I wanted to go and try on some of the dresses that were in the window, but the lady wouldn’t let me. She wanted to continue to talk about her plan to break up with her boyfriend. Then we saw a bunch of couples running around doing some sort of scavenger hunt. It was a bunch of engaged couples that were competing to find some items that pertained to weddings, and the first couple to get all of the items would win the wedding of their dreams. This one couple, they were ruthless. I mean tearing up kiosks throughout the mall, yelling at folks, it was crazy!
The remaining dreams were just a bunch of clips of me flying, hiding in supply closets from big girls trying to hire me to be their assistants, and trying to hide from the boyfriend in the first dream. I eventually woke up, but ended up going back to sleep and picking back up with the first dream. This time, the roommate and I were fighting over who would get to use the shower first. After a few hand slaps and towel pops, I beat him to the shower. Now I didn’t get the chance to take a shower because I was finally awakened by the alarm clock.
Honestly, I don’t know why I have dreams like this, but I have them. I really do believe that some of the dreams are brought on either by what I’ve seen during the day, like walking around Jo Ann’s yesterday and seeing some bridal magazine with the ugliest dress I’d ever seen, or what I've eaten before heading to bed, like that nice yummy donut. I would have thought that I would have dreamed about a dragon after seeing this really horrible movie Saturday night, or watching Narnia last night. But no, I dream about a friend I haven’t seen in a while, Ben Stiller, and some crazy girl I don’t even know. It’s funny, I can dream about people I’ve never met. My imagination runs a little wild sometimes. Oh, but wait, there is more to come! Hope you all stick around to see what else I can conjure up.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
What Dreams May Come...In My Mind!
I am in no way, shape, or form a dream expert. I just have a lot of dreams where I can remember them in great detail the following morning. I have the tendency of telling my boyfriend about them whenever I get up the next day, or during dinner. He finds it very entertaining that I can recall the dreams so well. It's just that I can recall some parts of it because those parts are, well, memorable. For example, my very first dream that I can remember was when I was in Germany (actually West Germany), I was probably 4 or may be younger, and I had a dream that I was being chased by Darth Vadar and Luke Skywalker, running around our apartment complex. It was strange and so vivid, like it was just yesterday. So at the request of my lovely boyfriend, I decided to go ahead and create a blog based on my dreams!
Let's go ahead and start with last night's dream: If you know me, and hopefully some of my friends are reading this, I am a huge Harry Potter fan. I am anxiously anticipating the release of part 1 of part 7 of the Harry Potter movie on DVD and part 2 in the theatres in July. Well, with all of the excitement, I wasn't surprised that I had a dream about part 2. Now it's not like I don't know what happens in part 2, but I don't know what it would look like on the screen, so queue my dream and my interpretation. Please be advised that this is in no way a spoiler to the books or movies, for those of you who have not read or seen part 7 yet.
Harry, Hermione and Ron are on the last leg of finding something to destroy Voldemort, so they have to get through a mall outside of Atlanta to get to Peachtree Street, where the final showdown will take place. So I'm following them, helping them out, and the guy who played Ed Rooney in Ferris Buller's Day Off (Jeffrey Jones - I blame the boyfriend for putting that movie into my head), was some sort of ghost trying to help direct them onto the right path. So we're rushing to get down the escalator, and out the door, but we were blocked by some chick who was trying to stop us from destroying Voldemort. We got passed her, and we were running through the parking lot when Tisha Campbell (My Wife & Kids, Martin, and other shows) was standing out in the parking lot, screaming about she got her ticket to go downtown on the MARTA, and Ron was like do we need a ticket, and I was like yeah, not a ticket, but a coin. We didn't even go get the coin, so we just started running through neighborhoods, trying to avoid being seen by Voldemort's followers. We start running down one of the side streets close to Peachtree, and Harry ends up tripping and twisting his ankle. I'm like dang it, we've got to wrap his leg, Hermione wanted to get him to a hospital, but that would mean him being recognized and us all getting caught. Then some dude who was a tattoo artist found us, helped me carry him to some secret building where there were Harry Potter supporters, and we wrapped his leg. The ghost of Principal Rooney comes back, and points us to the right direction on Peachtree to meet up with Voldemort so that we can finally destroy him. The whole batch of Death Eaters and those who were backing Harry Potter were there. Before we could start fighting, I was awaken by my mini me.
Now, I'm not looking for any type of interpretations in any way, but if you think you can interpret this mess, be my guest. I hope to continue this. May be in some way this will be therapeutic. It would help to get a lot of stuff off my mind. But this is just the beginning. It's going to get weird from this point on.
Let's go ahead and start with last night's dream: If you know me, and hopefully some of my friends are reading this, I am a huge Harry Potter fan. I am anxiously anticipating the release of part 1 of part 7 of the Harry Potter movie on DVD and part 2 in the theatres in July. Well, with all of the excitement, I wasn't surprised that I had a dream about part 2. Now it's not like I don't know what happens in part 2, but I don't know what it would look like on the screen, so queue my dream and my interpretation. Please be advised that this is in no way a spoiler to the books or movies, for those of you who have not read or seen part 7 yet.
Harry, Hermione and Ron are on the last leg of finding something to destroy Voldemort, so they have to get through a mall outside of Atlanta to get to Peachtree Street, where the final showdown will take place. So I'm following them, helping them out, and the guy who played Ed Rooney in Ferris Buller's Day Off (Jeffrey Jones - I blame the boyfriend for putting that movie into my head), was some sort of ghost trying to help direct them onto the right path. So we're rushing to get down the escalator, and out the door, but we were blocked by some chick who was trying to stop us from destroying Voldemort. We got passed her, and we were running through the parking lot when Tisha Campbell (My Wife & Kids, Martin, and other shows) was standing out in the parking lot, screaming about she got her ticket to go downtown on the MARTA, and Ron was like do we need a ticket, and I was like yeah, not a ticket, but a coin. We didn't even go get the coin, so we just started running through neighborhoods, trying to avoid being seen by Voldemort's followers. We start running down one of the side streets close to Peachtree, and Harry ends up tripping and twisting his ankle. I'm like dang it, we've got to wrap his leg, Hermione wanted to get him to a hospital, but that would mean him being recognized and us all getting caught. Then some dude who was a tattoo artist found us, helped me carry him to some secret building where there were Harry Potter supporters, and we wrapped his leg. The ghost of Principal Rooney comes back, and points us to the right direction on Peachtree to meet up with Voldemort so that we can finally destroy him. The whole batch of Death Eaters and those who were backing Harry Potter were there. Before we could start fighting, I was awaken by my mini me.
Now, I'm not looking for any type of interpretations in any way, but if you think you can interpret this mess, be my guest. I hope to continue this. May be in some way this will be therapeutic. It would help to get a lot of stuff off my mind. But this is just the beginning. It's going to get weird from this point on.
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