Dinner for Breakfast

I can't remember all of my dream last night, but at one point, I went out to an Italian restaurant with my sister and boyfriend. But it was odd because it was first thing in the morning. We had a long, leisurely meal, but then I realized that I was already an hour late to work and got all panicky. Wes said it was no big deal, that my mom was coming to drop me off. I relaxed, and he went off to work. Mom came and we dropped Kathy (my sister) off at school. Then she started driving me to work and I got anxious again because I realized I had no way to get home. She was going to go home, Wes worked too far away to pick me up, and I was freaking out. Then I woke up... I hate it when there's no resolution!

Trains and Sets

This is actually my dream from the night before last, but I didn't remember it until I laid down to sleep last night.

I don't recall the set-up, but Wes and I were on a relatively slow moving train that was winding its way through some kind of movie studio or something. It went slow enough that you could get off and look around if you wanted to, but nobody really did... except Wes. He kept insisting on getting out, walking around, touching things (while I yelled to him from the train to leave the stuff alone). The last set we saw was all ready for filming, and it had been flooded with a few inches of water on the floor for some reason.

And that is officially all I remember.

Cows & Bodies & Porn

I had a couple of dreams last night, though I don't recall them in their entirety.

During the first, Wes and I were driving down the road talking about looking for Christmas lights. He was wanting me to go scouting for good ones, and I pointed out that I'd probably get lost (we were driving past neighborhoods we didn't know well. All of a sudden, we were walking down the country road instead of driving. Wes pointed out a steer on the other side of the road and I pointed out that there was a little calf coming up to us. I started petting the calf, and it lay down and rolled over onto its back just like a puppy would.

The second dream is even fuzzier, though it had a lot of bizarre imagery. This one was more like watching a movie than participating. I was driving through a strange town and saw a funeral procession. But it was strange because the procession was being led by people walking. Then I looked to one side of the road and there was a run-down black hearse there, but it was open. Lying on the ground were two bodies. They looked as if autopsies had already been performed (you could see the Y-incisions, unclosed) but there were birds and such crowding around the bodies. None of the townspeople seemed to find this at all unusual, and I started rolling up my windows and freaking out. Eventually the crowd thinned and I was able to drive away.

In the third dream, there was the movie factor again - but in this case, I was watching a movie. I don't remember much about it at all save that there was a scene with a little boy paddling across a massive river or lake in a rowboat with an older man who was trying to teach him to row properly. The boy kept talking about some legends he'd been reading about. Later on, I was looking through some other movies with Wes, and we found two porn movies starring Glenn Quinn (y'know, a "before they were famous" kind of thing that doesn't actually exist).

And that was my freaky night last night. Enjoy!

Lots of Dreaming

...but very little remembering the last few days. I always find that frustrating. I've been dreaming literally almost every time I drop off even if I don't sleep for long, but I'm having trouble hanging onto what the dreams were about. I'm hoping that by trying to focus in a bit better after I wake up, I can fix that!

Back Entries

I added in a bunch of back entries from my LiveJournal so that all my dream journaling is together. I think I may have written entries somewhere too, and I'll type them up and add them if I ever find the journal. I know I HAVE all my old journals... I just haven't a clue where they are. rofl

Hanging

I had a dream the other night where I was getting together with all my guy friends from high school. It was me and Paul, Cody, Shawn, Joey, Tony. It was actually pretty damn awesome. And I felt guilty cuz I didn't keep up with Joey and Tony at all. Damn them for not being internet addicts! Shit, how do you keep up with people without MySpace? I got an address for Tony (I think) in Missouri from the WhitePages and might try writing, see if he'll actually reply or if I'll be writing some total stranger who thinks I'm a psycho. lol

Interesting

I had a dream last night where Wes and I met my boyfriend from high school when we were out somewhere. Apparently we were where Cody (another friend of mine from high school who rocks some socks) lives because we were all gonna go over and have dinner at his house. Tony (the high school boyfriend) said he'd ask Joey (another of our friends from high school) to come along too.

Hey, I didn't say it would be interesting to YOU, but it was fun for me. I have no idea where either Joey or Tony is. Yay for MySpace since I DO know what Cody's up to now, and that's awesome. Last I heard, T & J were just kinda getting high all the time, and that depressed me quite a bit. I think they're both too smart for that crap, but I know neither one of them seemed to have a ton of hope about improving their lives. Anyway, any of y'all from the old alma mater know what's up with them?