Scenes from my Dreams

Notes: Active brain last night, don't quite recall what connected where. The Dream: ..I was in a room, sitting on a bed. Unsure who's room, but it seemed like a hotel room layout. The bed was a double and there was a second double bed to the right, and a mini-kitchen past that with counters along the far wall. I was wearing a wedding ring, but after having a conversation with my dad, I took the ring off and threw it in a nearby trash can. It didn't seem to be a sentimental or emotional moment. At some point I ended up with another wedding ring on and Ivan Moody of Five Finger Death Punch walked in the room to tell me that the person I had just married had died. I removed the ring and threw it in the trash, as well, proclaiming that it must not have been meant to be. -- (I woke up, shared the briefs of that dream with Trevor, then fell back asleep after he left for work.) I was driving in a bright yellow Challenger on an interstate. It was at night and another car w...

Notes: One of my goals for progressing my photography this year is better engagement on Instagram... as such, I've been spending too much time scrolling on my phone paying attention to it. My cousin called this dream a "middle schooler's nightmare." The Dream: I was laying in bed as if I had just woken up. It was still dark out, but I rolled over to pick up my phone. The screen lit up the room and I unlocked the phone and opened Instagram. I clicked to my profile page and my number of followers just started dropping. Slowly at first, one at a time, but then the speed picked up and I was just left to watch my number of followers drop down to zero.

Notes: Having lots of dreams with band members in them lately. Clearly excited for ShipRocked. The Dream: I was at an Amorphis concert in an unknown venue. Papa Roach's vocalist Jacoby was off to the left of the stage, on the general admission floor, rocking out with everyone else. I noticed him and went to talk to him, subconsciously thinking about the photo book I made that I wanted to show him. He was excited to see me, gave me a hug and proceeded to talk to me in his typical, over-hyped manor. The conversation didn't feel like it lasted long before he said he had to go, but that we could catch up later. I debated following him out of the venue and running to my car to get the book to show him before he totally disappeared, but I didn't want to leave the show, so I stayed through the end. I'm pretty sure the "venue" ended up just being in someone's actual house. I vaguely recall talking to a few women while I was hanging around after the show, but ...

Notes: Not feeling great, took a random afternoon nap... The Dream: (I'm pretty sure the beginning had to do with a conversation at my boyfriend's parent's house last night... his dad wanted us to check on his sister because she hadn't replied to any texts that day.)  I don't know where I was to start, but I had my phone in my hand. I just received a text from Trevor's dad asking us to check in on his sister Sandy. I had this terrible feeling in my gut, like something was really wrong, so I did a quick Facebook look up and saw people were commenting things like heart emoji's and "We'll miss you," on her profile photo. I decided I needed to go check on her. Although I don't know how I got there, I ended up walking down a long gravel road, clearly in the middle of nowhere and surrounded by forest. I could see a small little house through the woods in the distance that resembled Sandy's house, but something got jumbled along the way. ...