11.8.2007

I was at my mom's house again but this time it wasn't her real house but one out in the woods somewhere. There were beautiful huge trees all around and the ground was over-run with the greenest ivy. My mom lived up on this little hill in a lovely wooden house with big windows. She wanted me to call my friends and invite them all over for a barbeque. I never actually saw my mom in my dream but I knew that she was there and that that was what she had told me. I thought about Gordon and how I haven't seen him in a while and so I figured I would walk over to his house. Apparently his house was on the front of our property so I'm not sure why I never saw him? Anyway, his house was nestled at the bottom of the little hill and I could see into his house through his windows if I stood up on the slope. So I did and I could see him sitting alone in his room with Bella the dog (who, in real-life, is his roommate's dog). He was talking to Bella and she was just sitting there looking at him. He looked up and saw me looking in on him and came outside. I guess it didn't bother him that I was peeping on him. We stood at the bottom of the hill talking about my mom and her plans and all the while I kept thinking "I wonder if Gordon would help me move those cans?" When I looked at the hill, there was an old rusty truck stuck in the ground as if maybe once there was a mudslide and all the mud and earth got dry and hard and the truck was stuck there forever. Around it were all these rusty cans. They were all red from the rust...just like the truck. I don't remember what else happened but I do remember thinking that the air was good and that I missed Gordon....

Song in my head :: "Lucas with the lid off" by Lucas

danny & his watermelon car

One of my favorite dreams happened a couple months ago. I actually can't remember most of it now but I know that it involved my friend Danny and his car...which was a giant hollowed out watermelon. I drew a picture which I will upload now...

Yes.

11.07.2007

So, my friends are always telling me that I need to write my dreams down... so I'm doing it...here...now. I realize that this is a fairly public forum, but then I also think to myself "who's gonna read this really?" Plus, I'm gonna say that I most likely won't post anything super-personal on here. Unless it is also funny. Then maybe.

Okay...

My brother and I were at my mom's house just hanging out. I think we were upstairs, actually, in the hallway. We were talking about something that I can't remember now when I noticed something on the wall. Little flickering pieces of red light were forming like condensation on spots of the wall. I realized that they were actually tiny fires ...so controlled and small though like water drops. They were starting to show up all over the house. My brother looked out a window and announced that our neighbor's house was completely ablaze. I thought that the little fire drops in our house were actually flying embers from the neighbor's. I told my brother that our house would soon catch on fire too and that we had to pack up our valuables and get out. I went to my bedroom and started throwing things in my overnight bag... the only thing I now remember taking is jewelry, which I have hardly any of in real life. My brother and I evacuated the house and went somewhere (I can't remember where). When we came back to the aftermath, our neighbor's house was destroyed. But also, it turned out that they lived in the middle of an amusement park... like Universal Studios or something similar. And we were wearing fanny packs. We went to the mall after that.

Song in my head when I woke up :: "My Moon My Man" by Feist.