Merry Christmas!

Hey everyone, just wanted to post a little something for the holidays. I had a great Christmas, and I hope everyone enjoyed themselves! I should get back into the swing of posting updates more often, so keep checking for more stuff. In the meantime, I need to sleep off my food coma. Take care, everyone!

Dream Log #7

I haven't updated this in a long time, but I hope this one will make up for it a little bit. So, this dream (which I've just woken up from) starts with me going off to ride a bike around my city, even though my parents didn't really want me to. At first, everything was normal. Other than a small feeling of being lost, nothing much was happening. Then, I decided to try and take some sort of shortcut through what appeared to be a construction site. There was gravel on the ground for a mile or so it seemed, and I figured that it wouldn't be such a good idea after all, but before I could turn myself around, a bunch of the men working there came into view. I immediately got this sinking feeling in my chest as they started smirking at me. Then two girls came up near me while this one man tried to approach and I begged them to help me. They seemed nonchalant, but they told the men to back off before disappearing somewhere behind me. That seemed to stop him for a moment until I got up - I don't remember how I'd fallen - and made for the door. He tried to grab me and I somehow jumped up into a top shelf of a closet that I guess was next to me, kicking my legs and lashing belts and anything else I could grab at him. After a few  minutes, he sort of fell over and I ran back out the door I'd come in from, only to find that I was now in my neighborhood. I could hear my mother calling my name as I tried to get to my house. I saw flashing lights as I turned the corner to my driveway, but instead of a regular police car, it was a limo with a bunch of lights attached to it. Then, I noticed that Lady Gaga was standing right in the middle of my driveway. I ran up to her and she hugged me before stepping back and beginning a speech that I couldn't seem to make out. As if that wasn't strange enough, Wanda Sykes and Barack Obama joined her. I was a little stunned that these people knew about me being lost for a day, let alone would come to my house right as I returned.

And that's when I woke up. It was the clearest dream I've had in a while, and I literally woke up ten minutes before posting this, so it's definitely fresh in my mind. As always, feel free to comment or ask questions below, I'll make sure to answer!

Holidays

It's been a disgustingly long time since I've updated this, yet again, and I apologize for that. To be completely honest, I haven't been having very many dreams lately and I've been busy with some other things. While I still don't have anything to report now dream-wise, I thought I'd post since Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Are any of you looking forward to it? Who are you spending it with? Leave a comment below, and as always, questions and comments are deeply encouraged.

Have a good turkey day tomorrow!

Dream Log #6

Last night's dream was another weird one. Sort of funny, but weird. I was in some sort of classroom, no one really doing much of anything, when me and a few other girls randomly transformed into Pokemon. From there, we all began to fly around the room, screaming and laughing. It seemed to last for quite some time, at least a few hours.

I know it's a little short, but there wasn't much else that I remember aside from that. Has anyone ever dreamed something weird like this? Ever turned into your favorite Pokemon? Leave a comment below!

Dream Log #5

It seems that lately I've been going back into my pattern of not dreaming a whole lot. When I first started this log, I was dreaming almost every night and had at least something that I remembered to write down. Apologies for this, as I've noticed quite a few people are interested in this subject. A bit of good news, however,  is that I do remember a little bit from last night's dream.

The first thing that comes to mind is seeing and hearing a lot of birds. It wasn't for very long, barely a glimpse, but I noticed they were black and irritatingly loud, most likely crows. I also recall being in the back parking lot of my dad's apartment complex looking at the sky, which seemed unusually gray, as though it was about to rain. It was one of the few times out of these logs that I was actually seeing things in the first-person perspective, as I normally see myself in the third-person.

I know it's not a lot, but I didn't want to go a week or more without at least a small update, so here it is. As always, thank you for the interest and support. If you have any questions, make sure to leave a comment below and I'll answer it.

Dream Log #4

Last night's dream was a little weird, even considering the others I've posted on here. It's also a bit brief, but I remember a couple things from such  a short amount of time.

The first thing that comes to mind is that I'm suddenly on a ship. A big ship, filled with pirates. They didn't seem to be the pillaging sort, though, and instead they sorta just mulled around the deck and sang songs. None of which I remember, of course. All of a sudden, the waves start to pick up and the waters turns to this ominous gray color. We're all holding onto a part of the ship, and for whatever reason, I decided it was a good idea to cling to the mast and throw this big sword into the ocean. Almost immediately after this, I hear a crazy techno song playing, though it doesn't seem to affect the pirates in the least. I can also vaguely remember some sort of accident that involved a larger type of car and me somehow pushing it off of the harbor that it crashed near to.

Despite not remembering a whole lot from this dream, I can somehow feel that there was a lot going on. Tell me what you think. Thanks for all the support.

Update

Apologies for not making a new post in a while. I've been preoccupied with some other things, along with not really remembering much of my dreams lately. I'll start to post again on a regular basis with what I can remember, even if it's just little unimportant bits.

For instance, last night I could swear I remember I was shaving an orange. Make of that what you will, and thanks for following.