I was at a couple meetings with Joe from work.
Then we went outside and the clouds started sparkling, falling and exploding.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Last night
I dreamt I was at some kind of event with Yana and Shawn. I told them I was going to the "rest-stop" to sleep. I think it was probably some kind of music festival and there was a hostel type situation where you could recharge.
Yana comes with me and as we are walking away we pass some kind of plaza (Olympic Plaza maybe?) and there are some fire trucks and fire men around. They start taking their uniforms off and we're laughing and watching and then I notice they're peeing all over the place because there are wolves coming towards us and the firemen are trying to "mark their territory."
One wolf comes really close to us and I jump behind the firemen and start saying "What are they doing here?"
There are wolves surrounding the entire plaza but nobody is running away because somehow we all know if we do they will come after us.
Two people get attacked by wolves and I wake up.
Later in the night...
I dream about a meeting with people from work. We all go over to the music programmers house to meet but I fall asleep on the couch and miss half the meeting. I go downstairs to meet and they all scowl at me.
Also, I wasn't wearing pants.
Apparently, sleeping on the couch is the best for dreams.
Yana comes with me and as we are walking away we pass some kind of plaza (Olympic Plaza maybe?) and there are some fire trucks and fire men around. They start taking their uniforms off and we're laughing and watching and then I notice they're peeing all over the place because there are wolves coming towards us and the firemen are trying to "mark their territory."
One wolf comes really close to us and I jump behind the firemen and start saying "What are they doing here?"
There are wolves surrounding the entire plaza but nobody is running away because somehow we all know if we do they will come after us.
Two people get attacked by wolves and I wake up.
Later in the night...
I dream about a meeting with people from work. We all go over to the music programmers house to meet but I fall asleep on the couch and miss half the meeting. I go downstairs to meet and they all scowl at me.
Also, I wasn't wearing pants.
Apparently, sleeping on the couch is the best for dreams.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Last night
I had a mixture of a Gossip Girl/America's Next Top Model dream.
There was some kind of fashion show event going on and Celia (although her name wasn't Celia) was in it. My mom was there and I told her something bad was going to happen and she asked why and I said
"Mother, it wouldn't be Gossip Girl without a fashion disaster!"
She then said how Celia was an awful improvisationalist, or something.
I also had a dream about the art department, but it wasn't the art department. But we were all (literally everyone I know) working on projects and whatnot.
I'm surprised I remembered the first dream. I woke up from it around 6am and didn't want to get up to write it down. As soon as I woke up, about three hours later, I tried really hard to remember it...and I did!
I'm getting better at this.
There was some kind of fashion show event going on and Celia (although her name wasn't Celia) was in it. My mom was there and I told her something bad was going to happen and she asked why and I said
"Mother, it wouldn't be Gossip Girl without a fashion disaster!"
She then said how Celia was an awful improvisationalist, or something.
I also had a dream about the art department, but it wasn't the art department. But we were all (literally everyone I know) working on projects and whatnot.
I'm surprised I remembered the first dream. I woke up from it around 6am and didn't want to get up to write it down. As soon as I woke up, about three hours later, I tried really hard to remember it...and I did!
I'm getting better at this.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Lately
I've been dreaming a lot. More than usual. And they are intensely vivid and I would say bordering on lucid, but I've never had a true lucid dream so I can't say for sure.
I remember bits and pieces, albeit very strong bits and pieces, of these dreams. I also remember that they are extremely long (in terms of dreams) and complex.
At this point, all I remember from last night is an old friend wearing a pair of cowboy boots and being shut down repeatedly by Serena Van Der Woodsen's father about what I was going to wear to a particular event.
I hope to start remembering longer pieces of my dreams or at least writing down, immediately, whatever fragments linger when I wake up.
Sweet dreams.
H.
I remember bits and pieces, albeit very strong bits and pieces, of these dreams. I also remember that they are extremely long (in terms of dreams) and complex.
At this point, all I remember from last night is an old friend wearing a pair of cowboy boots and being shut down repeatedly by Serena Van Der Woodsen's father about what I was going to wear to a particular event.
I hope to start remembering longer pieces of my dreams or at least writing down, immediately, whatever fragments linger when I wake up.
Sweet dreams.
H.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Last night
I dreamt about everything.
I woke up every few hours. I was like a kid on Christmas Eve.
Naturally I had a dream about Factory Party.
Naturally I had a dream about some kind of rehabilitation place on a tropical island (I watched a film last night called Boot Camp with the same kind of plot). Naturally Leonardo DiCaprio was also on this island and I was telling him how amazing I thought he was in The Departed and then (naturally!) it turned out he started falling in love with me. Leonardo DiCaprio is in my dreams a lot...but don't tell him that.
I woke up every few hours. I was like a kid on Christmas Eve.
Naturally I had a dream about Factory Party.
Naturally I had a dream about some kind of rehabilitation place on a tropical island (I watched a film last night called Boot Camp with the same kind of plot). Naturally Leonardo DiCaprio was also on this island and I was telling him how amazing I thought he was in The Departed and then (naturally!) it turned out he started falling in love with me. Leonardo DiCaprio is in my dreams a lot...but don't tell him that.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Last night
I dreamt of vampires.
I was in a hotel with a family of vampires, a father with graying hair, a son who was actually Cristian Bale, and a young girl.
The young girl was dying and as the father and I took the elevator down to the lobby, he was telling me how he never had the time to teach her anything. He said he was always too busy.
When we got to the lobby, which was grandiose and had gold pillars and tiles, we found out that a man named Mac had been killed in the bathroom. The father knew it was his son who had done it but didn't seem too bothered by it. I didn't seem too bothered by it either. I'm not sure why I was there. It almost feels like I was shadowing this family as research for an article or something.
The daughter and some other people were outside and as the father stepped out the front doors to say goodbye, he changed into an old woman.
Then I woke up.
I was in a hotel with a family of vampires, a father with graying hair, a son who was actually Cristian Bale, and a young girl.
The young girl was dying and as the father and I took the elevator down to the lobby, he was telling me how he never had the time to teach her anything. He said he was always too busy.
When we got to the lobby, which was grandiose and had gold pillars and tiles, we found out that a man named Mac had been killed in the bathroom. The father knew it was his son who had done it but didn't seem too bothered by it. I didn't seem too bothered by it either. I'm not sure why I was there. It almost feels like I was shadowing this family as research for an article or something.
The daughter and some other people were outside and as the father stepped out the front doors to say goodbye, he changed into an old woman.
Then I woke up.
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