roller skates

in my dream we were all sitting around outside talking about how cool the past was, how we wished we grew up in the 70s and everything. we decided that we were just going to make it the 70s, and we weren't going to mess around anymore just wishing. i jumped on my friends back in excitement and when i opened my eyes, everyone had different outfits on and the world looked like it was a different color. my friend chris and i were in disco outfits and we had roller skates on. we also knew a choreographed dance to "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee-Gees, and performed it for everyone. There were a lot of hand motions and spinning.

one from summer

good real life|dream life day:

awake: i was taking a walk around grand rapids by myself, having a great time smiling and seeing and feeling beauty. i was outside of a house with white picket fence in the front yard and came to understand why it is a dream of many humans to live with one in their future. i was repeating the words white picket fence out loud, not realizing everyone driving by was probably wondering why i was talking to myself. a butterfly flew in front of my head. i said hey! then, a bird sat on a fence post and it was the most beautiful bird i've seen. it was loaded with the color that i feel is really important to have in life. the body of the bird was bright green/yellow. it had black wings with white stripes on them almost in the shape of bones. then it flew away and i wondered all the way home about what i had just seen. apparently i wondered about it so much and so long it was in my dream.

sleep world: i asked everyone around me if they had seen this kind of bird before. i used big hand motions to try to describe it's beauty but i couldn't figure out how to explain the color. finally someone said "yes! i have seen those, there is a whole field of them under a tree in the park down the road. they fall out of the trees though, and most of the them die on impact. it is very sad, i'm surprised you saw one, they are very rare because they die so young." i ran to the field where my friend said the birds were. i didn't see any bird except one, and it was falling from the tree, which was actually the sky. when i looked up the tree trunk i realized the whole sky was one big tree branch and the whole air above me was covered in a ceiling of green leaves. it wasn't sad though, all the dead birds. because they had all come back to life as bunnies. so the field was full of bunnies hopping around. and i started hopping around and clapping my hands because i couldn't believe my luck!

brain thoughts

does red dye really make your dreams more intense?

is it possible for a reoccurring dream to happen in the same night and with two separate people. as in, could two people have the very same dream on the very same night?

we should have tapes that record the songs that we make up in our dreams.

we should have tapes that record the smiles we make in our dreams.

we should have tapes that record the dreams that we have about other people having funny haircuts so they can see it for themselves

we should have tapes that record the dreams we have about perfect dates so they can publish it for all the people out there wondering what a perfect date would look like

we should have tapes that tape up the good dreams on the inside of our brains for later use.

i think it could be a rule that if you do something stupid in real life, you are allowed to do the same thing but in a smart way in your dream and see what the different outcomes could be.

dreams involving water are really good dreams.

back to school

back back back. 

had a dream last night that i was wearing a huge basketball jersey as a dress and had a lid on, basically i as dressed like a fool. i was running to the administration office and was really nervous so i was curving and uncurling the rim of my hat and it was making really weird shapes. everyone was staring at me telling me to slow down but i was in a hurry and really stressed out. i ran into the offices and this lady yelled at me and said i wasn't allowed back there. i said "excuse me but i just have to look at this list so if you could just please fuck off." she was very angry with me and stood right behind my back, breathing down my neck the whole time. the person i wanted to see about my schedule was gone and so i stormed out of the building. i went to our cottage and started to fill up the bathtub with hot water. i wanted really a really long bath so i turned the water on as hot as it could go so it would be hot for a long time. i took all the honey we had in our cabinets and poured it in the water. all my friends were at the house and i said i was taking a bath if anyone wanted to join me. turns out everyone did. so while the water was filling up i was thinking, debating the whole time if i should just go in naked or if i should wear a bathing suit or if all of that was too much of a hassle to think about and i would just go in my underwear. the bathtub morphed into not a bathtub so that everyone could fit. the structure of it was made out of furniture. couches lined up together forming a rectangle, and the water was staying inside of it fine. except for the part that i was going to be in, there was a gap between the couches and everyone said if i turned the water off it would all slosh out my side unless i used my body as a barrier. this was stressful to me because all i wanted was a nice honey bath by myself. that room disappeared, and the next thing i knew i was eating dog food reading a book My Friend, The River. i was surprised in my dream, because i was aware that wasn't an actual book and those words belonged in my real life somehow. but the book was beautiful, one of the best i had ever read, so i started eating the pages and they tasted like a combination of flowers, sunlight, color, and sugar. i kept looking around me and noticing we had all this storage space, but weren't using it to it's full potential. i kept saying those words aloud, "full potential, full potential" until i woke up.

sorry

to anyone who actually reads this but mostly just for me to read later:

living in grand rapids this summer. we are too poor to afford internet. sometimes i go to a coffee shop and check my email. basically i won't be writing my dreams this summer through internet form, but i still have them sometimes. and i still write them down if they are funny and good.

oh another chris thile dream

i took nyquil last night because i am sick. i slept a lot longer than normal, i think that is why this dream is so long, and annoying.

my friend marlee and i bought tickets to see chris thile playing with a full orchestra. the website we bought the tickets from said he was opening up for fergie at our rival high school in new york. we went to the show at 7:30 and were ready and preparing ourselves to watch him play. when the show started it was actually just high schoolers doing covers of fergies songs in really stupid outfits. i said, i think we missed him opening for her- or are we in the wrong building or something, this is all just weird. marlee said we should wait it out and see, so we stayed a few more songs and it was horrendous and putting me in a terrible angry mood. i walked out and looked for the ticket booth sales showed them my ticket and said, where is chris thile playing. he is not in that auditorium with the fergie wanna-be's. the two older women in the booth smirked and said oh yeah its fine, don't worry about it he will be playing. so i went back and watched some more from the back, realized they were lying to me and went back to the ticket booth. there was one semi nicer lady and one lady that was an evil bitch. i was talking to the nicer lady saying listen, i paid money to see JUST chris thile, not fergie so i really am wanting to make sure i get to see him tonight or else i will be really pissed. just tell me whats going on and then everything will be fine. the evil one said if you bought your ticket to support the arts, you should be doing that and just wait around and maybe you'll see him later. i said shutup. i was getting angry. the nicer one gave me a slip of paper and told me that this would help me figure it out. i was angry, i took the paper, went to the auditorium opened the door and yelled for marlee. the whole place looked at me, they were angry but i didn't care because i was more angry. i said CHRIS THILE ISN'T PLAYING HERE SO LETS JUST GO, WE'RE DOING THIS TOGETHER. i didn't know what that meant but i said it anyways. marlee was angry too but confused about what was going on, so she followed me. i read her the paper and said it was going to be fine, but then realized it was not going to be fine because of what was written on this thing in my hands. i ran back to the ticket booth and pushed everyone out of the way and started yelling at the ladies. they had sold me a treasure map, and basically i had to drive my car around the city collecting clues and filing out puzzles in order to then come back to this very same book and then receive my ticket to see chris thile opening up for the 'real' fergie. i was yelling everything i could at these ladies i took my shoes off and threw them around the room, i started panting and cursing, and they were stone faced behind the booth. 'yeah thats what you have to do these days, sorry' i was livid and marlee was angry too. we could not believe this. i was about to throw punches. i woke up. my nose was full of snot.

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no remembered dreams lately

its fine though.

bus rides

in my dream i was sitting on a bus in a bus seat. in front of me was my friend from college. he was sitting in a seat too. we were both on the left side of the bus. then some girl from my highschool came over and started kissing his neck and giving him a hickey. i wished that the seat was higher so i couldn't see the whole thing.