Scenes from my Dreams

The Dream: I was standing in a hall with a guy figure that I could not see in detail, but I knew was not my fiance. Though I don't directly recall it, my brain wants to say  he was "holding" me in a romantic manner. The guy gently took my hand and walked me up to an elegant bar down the hall. He took a seat at a bar stool, and I sat down next to him, noticing that his figure now looked like a real life version of the cartoon character Cyril from TV show "Archer". Though there were no other physical interactions with him, our togetherness was assumed to be a date. My phone was now sitting on the bar counter, and it vibrating gently, signifying a text message. I opened the message, and it was from my mom. The text read, "Is his [presumably referring to the guy I was with] car at the house?" I gave the question a significant moment of though before coming to the conclusion that we had driven "his" car, so I responded with an nondescript, ...

Notes: Another one I had a while ago and failed to transpose. Only details I remember are because of a text I sent to someone special. The Dream: I was standing in a mildly wooded area that was sort of the backyard of a house, which seemingly belonged to my parents (it was a familiar house in the dream, but I don't recognize any aspect of it in consciousness) . It was early evening out and there seemed to be a small get together going on at the house. I'm not sure what I was doing out in the woods, but an acquaintance of mine, Chris, suddenly appeared and approached me. He made small talk for a moment, but I zoned him out as I saw Derek walk out of the house. He took up conversation with some people that I didn't pay enough attention to to notice who they were, but I could see all of the silhouettes lit up as they were standing outside of a window. Chris was still trying to talk to me, I'm pretty sure he was making suggestive comments, but all of my attention was foc...

Notes:  After previous dream, and before waking up, I had this one. And don't read if you have a fear of losing teeth. Or don't like gross things. Even writing this grossed me out a little bit. Foods Eaten:  Pretzels dipped in aforementioned cream cheese buffalo crab dip. The Dream: (Previous dream was me waking up from a dream...)  I fell back "asleep" , in the same single bed in my old bedroom at the house I grew up in. I again, went into the state of half awake, half asleep. As I gained some level of consciousness, I felt some strangeness in my bottom left canine tooth. I pushed my tongue against it, only to realize the tooth was loose. Of course, this caused considerable raise for concern, and I got up to go find my mom so she could take me to a dentist. Even though I don't recall being able to justify what time of day it was, I "just knew" it was in the middle of the night, and chances of a dentist being open were low. As I talked to my mom, ...

Notes:  Glad my dream recollection seems to be quickly kicking back into gear now that I'm focusing on it again. This one really seemed to lack plot. Foods Eaten: Taco Casserole The Dream: I'm standing on a paved road, headed towards a house that is built into the side of a hill. I know this house belongs to an old friend, Tana. This is all I seem to recall about this portion of the dream... I've ended up headed down a longer paved road - it's kind of dark out and surrounded by forest. The road slopes steeply downward, and when I get to the bottom there is a large hill with a tall house built on top. Subconsciously, I know that this house belongs to my family and that we had just moved in. Again, this doesn't seem to have any further significance to the overall dream... Now I'm in a small room, set up to hold an audience for a performance. I take a seat in a fold out chair near the back of the room. The lighting in the room dims, but a few more people c...

Notes: This was obviously influenced by watching TJ get his hair cut last night... Foods Eaten: Steak Dream Location: I think it was in my parents bedroom? The Dream: I was sitting on a lounge chair in what appeared to be my parent's bedroom. There was a guy there, though I didn't recognize him. He was standing at the end of the bed, and my mom was behind him cutting his hair into a mohawk. When she finished with his hair, he walked right past me. I remember thinking the finished mohawk looked hot on him, though I never had any interaction with him. The only other thing I recall was taking some scissors and giving my own hair a trim, but it was colored different than what it actually is right now.

Notes:  I woke up and remembered this one in strangely vivid detail, and as usual, failed to write it down quickly and forgot 90% of it. Foods Eaten: Steak Dream Location: Some movie-like park The Dream: It was some time in the evening, in a park - like Central Park in New York or something. I was walking around, when I spotted Jessica Alba. I went to go talk to her, she said, "Hi!" in a very bubbly tone. Her hair was a brilliant blonde, and had shimmery metallic strands of gold and silver in it, it was very magical looking. The tips of her hair were also dyed a bright sky blue. I remember trying to talk to her, but she simply just kept saying, "Hi!" in the same bubbly tone. I concluded that she was dumber than a rock. I ended up going to a car (did not make note of who's car or what kind) , but TJ was sitting in it. I told him I met Jessica Alba, and also informed him that she was dumber than a rock. He still wanted to meet her. Don't remember th...

Notes: Another very vivid one, but I seem to be unable to remember some key details in it. Foods Eaten: Alfredo Dream Location: In a house in the middle of a field, in a different house, in a candy factory and in a restaurant/bar. The Dream: It all started in a little house on the prairie. The house was old, typical white sideboards, and located in the middle of a very large wheat field. I think TJ was working at the field as a job, but I don't really remember seeing him there or conversing with him. In fact, I don't remember much about being in the house, except that there was a violent thunderstorm... And then I ended up in another small house. Apparently TJ had gotten a new job, working for an older man. TJ let me tag along with him to his first day, where the man was instructing him on how to build something. We were all standing in what seemed small enough to be a little hide away in a basement. The ceiling of the room was slanted, and there was a storage door. ...

Notes: ... Foods Eaten: Pizza Dream Location: I think at a beach? The Dream: I recall laying out on some blankets in the grass, but for some reason I also recall it being a very tropical atmosphere, like we were at the beach. My sister and TJ were sitting on a blanket with me, and the drummer from the band Souls Harbor, Justin, was sitting on the other blanket with another guy that I didn't recognize. We were chatty, Justin was acting strangely hyper and bubbly. He and the guy he was with disappeared for a minute, and my sister, TJ and I got up and walked around. Eventually we walked back to the blankets we'd been sitting on, and across the way I saw Justin sitting on a different blanket. My sister pointed at him and said, "Look, he has blue hair!" Sure enough, I looked closer and saw he now had highlighted blue streaks in his hair.

Notes: I can't seem to sleep long enough to really have a dream, thanks to the cold I'm currently suffering from. Foods Eaten: Chicken Noodle Soup Dream Location: Moshi Moshi Hair Salon The Dream: I've just walked into the hair salon I went to to get my last hair cut/dye, Moshi Moshi. I'm sort of nervous, because the last hair cut I got from them I hated. I see the lady who works on my hair, Julianna. She had a much shorter, but prettier hair cut than the last time I saw her. She saw me and shyly waved hello, motioning for me to go sit at her spot. I sat in the chair, she came up to me. I complimented her new hair cut. She thanked me, then asked if I was ready. In my head I assumed that I was only there to get my hair lightened, so to confirm, I asked, "We're only bleaching my hair, not cutting, right?" She nodded. Though I don't remember this part happening, it was assumed that she had taken me back to shampoo/condition my hair before worki...

Notes: Slept like crap last night, I kept waking up because of heavy rain and wind. Foods Eaten: Pizza Dream Location: Not Enough Info to Identify The Dream: The first thing I remember is looking in a mirror and pulling the front of my hair back. I had apparently just bleached that part of my hair, and I noted it looked a lot more white than it did the last time I bleached it. The second thing I remember was myself laying in my boyfriend's bed. An old aquaintence from grade school, John Holt, grabbed a sheet from the floor and threw it on top of me. The end. I know, pathetic.

Notes: I woke up knowing that there was WAY more to this dream, but for the life of me, this is the only part I can remember. And this is gross. Foods Eaten: Don't Remember Dream Location: Not the slightest clue The Dream: I was standing over a stove, boiling water. There was a tray on the counter to the left of me, there were Macaroni noodles on half of it and human hair on the other half. I poured all of the noodles into the boiling water, then I picked up a pinch of the hair and added it to the boiling noodles. I remember thinking inside the dream that something didn't seem right about what I was doing, but I kept adding more of the hair anyway.

Dream Notes: Nothing to mention... Foods Eaten: Maggianno's leftovers Dream Location: Weird museum-like house The Dream: I walked down a dark blue hallway, blue walls, blue carpet. The top of the left wall was made of glass, and a little further down I noticed a white piece of paper taped to it. I walked up to the paper and started reading it, a list of the names of the kids of all the people that were apparently there. I noticed that one family had probably around 20 kids, all with the same name. (I can't remember the name, it was something short and started with a C, for some reason I keep thinking the name was Cody). A woman appeared next to me, I asked her if this family really had that many kids with that name, and she replied with an affirmative. I continued to walk down the hall, and encountered a young girl... maybe four or five years old. She looked similar to me when I was that age, except her hair was longer. She was wearing it up in pig tails. I asked her...