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...

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: I had this dream quite a while back and only vaguely remember it now. The Dream: I don't recall the surroundings or exact people aside from Derek. I saw someone through Derek to a paved surface with a curb, presumably in a parking lot. The group of people shoved his face against the curb and violently began to literally stomp on it. I was bawling, and yet somehow unable to interact with my surroundings to help.

Notes: Seriously weird. Don't remember much, but what I do... was not normal. Foods Eaten: Don't remember Dream Location: No Clue The Dream: I was in an unidentified building, it was definitely dark and creepy, and I was with someone else, though I don't know who. I don't remember much more than I looked into a pinball machine and there was a horribly disgruntled, disfigured, twisted, bloody, dead body crunched up inside of it. I recall being slightly phased, turning away, and then something about werewolves... no clue.

Notes: Slept like crap last night. Surprised a dream came out of waking up once an hour. Foods Eaten: Chicken, Rice, Brocoli Dream Location: In a handful of houses in a seemingly random neighborhood The Dream: I *know* there was something going on before where my memory really kicks in, but I don't know what it was. I was walking up some steps built into a rather steep hill, that apparently lead to my neighbor's house. I'm not really sure what the purpose of my journey was, but when I got to the top of the steps, I was in a dark, dreary, and foresty backyard. The house was hidden from view of anybody looking from the bottom of the hill I'd just climbed it, it was behind a thick line of trees and bushes. The backyard seemed almost like a blacksmith's shop. There was a counter with a woman pacing behind it. She ignored me. I kept walking until I ran into a person I knew and haven't seen or talked to in years, John Palumbo. He appeared to be actually black...

Notes: I'm going to guess this was my pre-Halloween dream... Foods Eaten: Chicken Fajitas Dream Location: No where in particular The Dream: I was back in high school... but it didn't look remotely close to my high school. It was the first day back, I was carrying around a schedule with my classes written on it. I think I was sitting in an Earth Science class... looking at my schedule, my next class was with a teacher named Mr. Davis (this was actually a gym teacher I had in middle school) . When the science class ended, I didn't want to go to Mr. Davis' class because I thought it would be boring. A few other kids with the same class had the same opinion, so we all just stood around the science room trying to decide whether to go to the next class or not. Finally, the Earth Science teacher came up to us and we asked him if he knew what the next class was called. The Earth Science teacher said, "Verizon." We wondered what on earth a class called "Ve...