Dream Journal 6/10/18 | Weird Mall

I was in an elevator, I think in some sort of massive spermall, trying to find a specific floor. Continue reading “Dream Journal 6/10/18 | Weird Mall”

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Dream Journal 8/7/17 | Strange House

I was sitting on a quilt-clad bed with my toddler, who was cuddling an old teddy bear. We were in a very large room, adorned with furniture and toys for young children. Continue reading “Dream Journal 8/7/17 | Strange House”

Dream Journal 8/24/16 | House Hunting

Suddenly, a large, white snake came slithering toward us through the grass. The snake’s belly was lime green, and I commented that I had never seen anything like it.

[Dream 1]

Kyle, Liam, and I were driving on a winding road, through a rural, wooded area, trying to find a house that we were supposed to be looking at, to potentially buy. Continue reading “Dream Journal 8/24/16 | House Hunting”

Dream Journal 7/21/16 | Yard Sale

City Hall was closed, and we didn’t want to bring everything back inside, so I shooed everyone away, and slept on the lawn in a tent, protecting all of our things.

I was pulling an old couch out of a large house, which was presumably mine, and dragging it to the curb. A woman asked me how much I wanted it, and I told her it was trash, and she shrugged and started dragging it away. I starting calling to her, telling her that she couldn’t just take it, but she ignored me. My mom walked out of the house behind me, and asked me what happened. I told her, and said that maybe we should have a yard sale to get rid of all of our old junk, since people apparently wanted it. Continue reading “Dream Journal 7/21/16 | Yard Sale”

Dream Journal 7/16/16 | Murder At A Concert

As they shoved me into the back of the cruiser, the others moved to the lawn, and started shouting and protesting my arrest, but the police did not care.

I was waiting backstage, holding my clarinet, getting ready to go out on stage to perform with people from my childhood and high school years. I recognized several people from high school, some from middle school, and some from district music festivals, even though we were all adults, and I hadn’t seen any of them in eight or more years. Continue reading “Dream Journal 7/16/16 | Murder At A Concert”

Daily Prompt 7/12/2016 | Home

Until then, I’ll keep making up excuses to keep guests, and all other people, on the other side of these boring, white walls.

[In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt 7/12/2016 | Guest]

I don’t let people into my home. Ever.
Seriously, I avoid it at all costs, if possible. Continue reading “Daily Prompt 7/12/2016 | Home”