06-11-2013, 03:14 PM
I was cleaning out some computer files and found a dream log which had just this one entry, it's from a year ago, almost to the day:
Wednesday June 13, 2012
First dream was strangest. The world was in some sort of peril and everyone knew it. I kept having to turn off some timer on my truck and it bothered a man, Martin Sheen. I invited him back to my place (and some other actor I can't recall - John Cusack, lets say). Zack Galifianakis was laying on the couch when we got there. I introduced Martin and John to Zack and had trouble remembering Zack's name. Zack stayed laying on the couch, barely looked up and said "Hey guys. Has the world ended yet?"
[Setting change - old college house] a guy needed a cup so I invited him in for some water. He wanted to hang out, I was apprehensive, so were the housemates. I again had trouble remembering their names during introductions. I think my Grandmother was there too. I remember saying, "My life is increasingly strange". Then the setting changed again.
[family home] family and old friends. People I haven't seen or heard from in years having reunions, pets too. My cat and I were "talking". He knew how to point and was trying to tell me something about a squirrel that was sitting at the dining room table. At one point I was in the basement and a young cousin had an ice cream cone that he chucked to the ground because he knew I had to pick it up. To teach him a lesson, I rubbed the ice cream into his head. He bawled and I felt bad enough to clean it off. Then he turned into a premature baby that could talk. Everything I did to make him feel comfortable made him cry harder. It was disturbing.
There was another fragment where a cottontail rabbit was under a bed. It would come when I called to it, every time. It would then spin against my finger, faster and faster, until it was break dancing.
I wonder why I ever stopped the dream log?
Even after a year of learning how to interpret dreams, I can't make very much out of this one.
Wednesday June 13, 2012
First dream was strangest. The world was in some sort of peril and everyone knew it. I kept having to turn off some timer on my truck and it bothered a man, Martin Sheen. I invited him back to my place (and some other actor I can't recall - John Cusack, lets say). Zack Galifianakis was laying on the couch when we got there. I introduced Martin and John to Zack and had trouble remembering Zack's name. Zack stayed laying on the couch, barely looked up and said "Hey guys. Has the world ended yet?"
[Setting change - old college house] a guy needed a cup so I invited him in for some water. He wanted to hang out, I was apprehensive, so were the housemates. I again had trouble remembering their names during introductions. I think my Grandmother was there too. I remember saying, "My life is increasingly strange". Then the setting changed again.
[family home] family and old friends. People I haven't seen or heard from in years having reunions, pets too. My cat and I were "talking". He knew how to point and was trying to tell me something about a squirrel that was sitting at the dining room table. At one point I was in the basement and a young cousin had an ice cream cone that he chucked to the ground because he knew I had to pick it up. To teach him a lesson, I rubbed the ice cream into his head. He bawled and I felt bad enough to clean it off. Then he turned into a premature baby that could talk. Everything I did to make him feel comfortable made him cry harder. It was disturbing.
There was another fragment where a cottontail rabbit was under a bed. It would come when I called to it, every time. It would then spin against my finger, faster and faster, until it was break dancing.
I wonder why I ever stopped the dream log?
Even after a year of learning how to interpret dreams, I can't make very much out of this one.