Scenes from my Dreams

Foods Eaten: A couple jalapeno-pickle chips as a midnight snack and a cup of chai tea. Notes: I had this one between 8:00 and 9:00 am, after my alarm went off. The Dream: I was in a small house, more like an old trailer with wooden walls, floors, and decorations from the 80's. My family was there, I had just given dad a gift. It was a large photo print, though I don't remember what it was of. He had sprawled it across the floor and as he was looking at it he asked if I could get some paint to fix some spots. When I went to look at what he was talking about, I saw that some areas that should've printed green had printed with pinkish-red spots instead. I blamed it on the printer... I know there was more to this snippet of dream as I remember being in a parking lot full of cars with my sister and I remember being on a bed in a bedroom with someone but I don't remember any other details... ...Next thing I know,  I was at a party in a familiar house (I now recognize it to...

Notes: More from an active night of dreaming, and no surprise... another band involved. Foods Eaten: Taco Salad The Dream: I arrived at a concert venue I'd never been to before to see/photograph Bring Me The Horizon. It seemed like an upscale theater, there was a main level, but credential pick up and entry for photographers was on a lower level. The box office was surrounded by glass windows. I don't remember actually asking for my credentials, but I remember walking down a hallway with more glass windows and opening up a white envelope that had my photo pass inside. The hallway led straight into the photo pit in front of the stage. It was a massive pit, too. The floor was a light hardwood and there was even a small barricaded pathway through the center of the crowd to the soundboard like there would be at a large festival. I dropped my camera bag under a barricade to the right of center and went to pacing around the photo pit as I usually do before a show starts. Event...

Notes: One of many dreams last night... Foods Eaten: Taco Salad The Dream: I was on Discord talking to a friend of mine who goes by the screenname Sarvar. Mid conversation, he quit responding, which is a pretty normal occurrence with him, so I thought nothing of it. I don't recall what else I was doing, but I saw the red notification light up by his name after a few minutes so I figured he'd returned. The message exchange looked like: Sarvar: Hahaha, he fell asleep. Sarvar: This is his brother. Me: ...which brother? Sarvar: I don't know, one of them. We continued exchanging messages for a few minutes and eventually he said his name was Chris, although I don't think he (Sarv) actually has a brother named Chris. Somehow I became convinced that he was Chris Brooks from the New Zealand band Like A Storm and Sarv was actually his brother Matt... the conversation continued on until I eventually found it weird that I was talking to the brother I didn't know, so ...

The Dream: I remember being outside somewhere and walking in the opposite direction from a really massive line of people. I passed by the guitarist of Killswitch Engage (I think) and for whatever reason, swapped earplugs with him (it was a quick swap, like we were both already holding them in our hands and just reached out and did a high five exchange when I walked by). Continued walking, go to the end of whatever road we were on and it went from being in a populated and well taken care of city to being some desolate looking street. I remember a school bus across the middle of the road and a McDonalds that looked like it had been abandoned. Looked like video game graphics when there's a war going on, basically. There were other people with me at this point and they started pouring oil on everything... like we were running from something and creating blockages/deterrents. So the school bus gets set on fire, along with various other objects and buildings in the perimeter. We had p...

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: 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. ...

Notes: It's getting annoying that I can remember so many different parts of a dream, but not the bridges that connect one part to the next. Foods Eaten: Greek Salad The Dream: (Everything is out of order, I don't know what came first in the sequences, going off intuition...) I was standing in a dirt parking lot. There didn't appear to be any major buildings around, and didn't look like anyone had parked in the lot for years. I was with a group of people (friends, I think) and one of them was leading a horse. My sister was standing far opposite us, on the other side of the parking lot. She was riding one of her horses and a few of the other girls that work at her barn were with her, also on horseback. The person near me that had a horse wanted to let it go check out the other horses. Somehow my sister heard and advised that it was a bad idea and not to do that. The person let the horse off its lead anyway and it bolted across the parking lot toward my sister. There ...

Foods Eaten: Apparently Mint Cookies & Cream Milkshakes make for some impressive dreams. The Dream: There's a lot I seem to remember, and a lot I don't seem to remember, and some parts that are out of order or I don't know if they were connected to the same dream or if they were completely different. I'm starting at what I think came first, and would make sense in logical world. Trevor and I were in my car. He was driving and I was trying to use my phone as GPS and relay the directions to him. The GPS image had done that thing where it flips you around before it knows what direction you're really headed, and because of that I told him to turn the wrong way. I didn't immediately realize my mistake until we were a mile down the road and I said, "I think we went the wrong way." Trevor made an annoyed sound and gave me a frustrated look to go with it, but I told him to just keep going. He argued with me for a minute, but I urged to just go the new...

Notes: Went to a bar with a couple members of Papa Roach after their show in Orlando on Tuesday this week. Foods Eaten: Shrimp, Spring Rolls, Carrot Cake (odd combo resulting in dreams. I'll take it.) The Dream: (I recall there being more before this, but my dream memory isn't clear of it...)  I was driving in my car, it was relatively late at night - dark out, probably around 11:00 PM. I had been in touch with the drummer of Papa Roach, Tony, and was on the way to his house. Somehow I knew when I got close, slowing down to a crawl as I drove by a few small townhouse/apartment looking complexes. The buildings were all on the left side of the road, one story, four houses per complex. All the buildings were painted white and definitely didn't look well kept. When I thought I got to the right building, I called Tony to verify. He told me to go one more building down and his would be the first house in the complex. He then said that he wasn't there yet, but was on hi...

Notes: The Butcher Babies have been interactive with me on social media lately and I wonder if seeing a notification from them before falling asleep influenced this one at all. Foods eaten: Quesadillas The Dream: ...There was context prior but my memory isn't sharp on what it was...  I was sitting outside at a picnic table - there was a group of picnic tables, maybe six of them together. It must've been a pool party or BBQ of sorts, people were in bathing suits and towels. Heidi of the Butcher Babies was dancing around on top of the picnic tables, bouncing from one to the next. I also recall the guitarist, Henry, being there. I vaguely remember someone offering me a can of coke to drink, and me accepting after some argument and discussion, insisting that I don't drink soda. At some point, I needed to use the restroom. I don't recall walking there, I just remember being in a very elegant mansion that I just knew belonged to one of my family's longtime friend...

Notes: I feel like I've been having some intensely long, random dreams recently. It's kind of weird. Especially given that I'm remembering them so well. The Dream:  I was in a large room, with numerous other unidentified people around. We were about to start some sort of game. I seemed to understand what I was doing in dream state, but now that I'm awake I have no idea what the rules or objective were - I can only assume it was akin to a scavenger hunt. I headed out of the room, which lead directly onto an outdoor cement sidewalk. It seemed like it was on a college campus. I followed the sidewalk, which lead down a slight hill into an area heavily shaded by large trees. I continued following the path, until I was lead right into a house. I automatically knew my way around the house (though I cannot relate to it in waking world) . My sister and mother were there, and acting strange. They very vaguely told me I needed to help them dispose of something. They climbed ...

Notes: Uh... I didn't seem to have any concept of time or order in this dream. I can recall "scenes" in detail, but I have no idea what sequence they happened in. Foods Eaten: Chai Tea The Dream: I was in a very dimly lit room. The wall to my right was lined with bookcases of varying heights. There were two other people in the room, but I'm unsure of who they were... and then there was Marilyn Manson standing on top of one of the shorter bookcases. He was dressed in his typical black, with large platform boots on. He had a pair of sunglasses on as well, and was holding a microphone. I don't really recall him "singing" but I do remember he became the focus of my dream, and he moved his face within inches of mine. His head was tilted down, so I could see his eyes peering at me over the sunglasses. He stared directly and said something in his raspy whisper voice, but I can't remember what he said. I remember it struck me as strange and I gave it a...

Notes: I'm beginning to think I suffer from mild depersonalization disorder, and every now and then I will have one of those days or moments of symptoms. Yesterday, my drive home from work randomly spurred one of those moments. For some reason, I suddenly felt as if I had fallen asleep while driving - crashed my car - and was either now living in some alternate reality where I HADN'T crashed my car, but I was dead in some parallel universe OR I was in a coma and dreaming about what would be happening if I hadn't crashed my car. It's a weird sensation, because even though you are completely aware that you are still alive and in reality, everything has a surreal feeling to it. So when I got home, I immediately went to be (6:30pm) to sleep the feeling away. The Dream: I was in my living room with my boss Casey and coworker Nadia. Nadia got a phone call from a member of the band Black Stone Cherry, who she was apparently in a relationship with. She walked out my backdoor...

Notes: This one seemed pretty random. The Dream: I was standing in a parking lot, near a car. A friend who is also a band member appeared near by and walked over to me. We engaged in conversation that I can't recall. I remember seeing a group of people in the distance - some that I could put a name to and some that seemed unfamiliar. I don't remember getting there, but the next thing I remember is laying on a bed with the friend. He was semi-propped up on a pillow and my head was on his chest. It seemed to be a somewhat affectionate moment, but he was crying quite heavily. I seem to remember wondering why, but I'm not sure if I asked or found the answer...

Notes: Very random celebrity appearance. I must be excited for his new album? Foods Eaten: Salad, a few rum and cokes The Dream: I was at my office, in a room with my boss and coworker, Nadia. I recall asking permission to take an extended lunch hour, which my boss was fine with. I somehow ended up sitting in my car in a parking lot outside of a mall. Mark Tremonti (guitarist for Alter Bridge/Creed) was now in my passenger seat. There seems to be a large gap in my memory but this is what I can recall... It had gotten late, and I'd forgotten about work until I got a text message from my boss that read something like, "When are you coming back? There's a lot to do and I'm really stressed out..." I replied to her with a lie of, "Sorry! We are on the way." But at that point,  Mark got out of my car and turned his attention to a crappy white car parked next to me - which was apparently his car. It was having troubles starting, and he had the hood up ...

Notes: I really don't remember much of this dream at all. I know I had another dream (or perhaps a further continuation of this dream), but I forgot it promptly after I woke up. Foods Eaten: Spaghetti Dream Location: I very specifically remember this being on N. Greensboro Street in my town, at the apex of a turn right before a grocery store. The Dream: I'm pretty sure I was in a car, and I don't think I was driving. But I was on N. Greensboro Street, looking out my window. As we went around an all too familiar turn in the road, right before the grocery store, I saw the drummer of the band, deepfield, walking out of a house on the right.

Notes: I can't remember if this dream was from last night or the night before that. I remember thinking about it, but then forgot, but suddenly it popped back into memory. Foods Eaten: Eggnog and grapes (I am SO excited eggnog is back!!!) Dream Location: It was at some unfamiliar one story, looong house. The Dream: I was in a room of a house. The room was plain white, with a white tiled floor and high ceilings. The only thing odd was that instead of the ceiling being slanted, the floor was slanted - like a lowered platform sort of thing. There were shelves on the wall, stocked with boxes, like a warehouse. There was a door to the right that led to the rest of the house, up a small set up stairs. On one side of the room was the main entry door to the house, and opposite that door was another door that lead into what was apparently a concert venue. The venue door was under a canopy type cover, making the area around it dark, but lit up by blacklights. There was an old schoo...

Dream Location:  Unfamiliar concert venue The Dream: I was in a small concert venue, though it wasn't one that I'm actually familiar with. I don't remember what band I was there for, but I was at the barricade in the front. After the show, I went to leave, but noticed the members of Crossfade sitting at a merch booth table near the venue exit. I went up to talk to them, and got in conversation with Les Hall. He ended up asking me about doing some web design for them...

Notes: I must have went in to REM sleep quick last night, because I woke up at 1:00am thanks to a stomach ache and remembered this whole thing. Amazingly, I still remember it the actual morning after. Foods Eaten: Tuna Cerviche Salad Dream Location:  On a highway? The Dream: TJ was driving my 350z, I was in the passenger seat. We were on a highway, though not one I recognized. There weren't many cars out, and it was broad daylight. Suddenly, one of the few cars in front of us slammed on the brakes. TJ did the same, angry about the seemingly unexplained breaking - until I looked out the window and saw a severed arm laying in the middle of one of the lanes. I gasped and did a double take, while pointing it out to TJ. We both cringed, thinking about what kind of accident had to have happened for that, but tried not to stare too long, as there were no other cars fully stopped. There wasn't even police or an ambulance anywhere in sight. Continuing down the road a few miles, we we...