Date of dream: Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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Just a brief memory: An old girlfriend i haven't thought about in years showed up in my dream... we
were in a hotel room in NYC. She was being sweet to me, as if to make up for 18 years of lost time.
In fact, her new name was Andrea Fenceshifter.
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Date of dream: Thursday, March 23, 2006
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I am parachuting. I fall right through the rotor blades of a helicopter, into the hull of the chopper. I am
unhurt! I guess it must be my spirit or dream self.
I look over to the side door of the copter. At the foot of the wall is a spot where an equipment box
might be stored. There are two contoured shapes that would hold it tightly in place. When an airman
comes by and slides a metallic, strangely shaped box into the slot, it fits perfectly between the
contours.
I become aware that this metal urn contains the ashes of dead soldier(s).
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Date of dream: Monday, March 20, 2006
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My overweight friend Tammy approaches me in the white, brightly lit waiting lobby of either a train
station or an airport. It's busy: there are lots of people milling around. She announces, "I have some
work for you." She pulls me over to a less crowded spot. Then she hands me a folded up newspaper.
The paper is open to some kind of puzzle, one that I've never seen before. It involves numbers and
words. "If you finish this, I win and get to go!" she whispers excitedly. No mention of where the
winning destination would be.
Well, paid work is paid work, so what the heck.
I find myself a seat. I try to read the instructions. I try again. And again and again and again. It's
like my IQ has dropped to 15! I can't understand it at all and I can't figure out what the hell I'm
supposed to do with this puzzle. I look around. There's a lady to my left who has almost finished hers;
she is working on the last clue. She asks the guy to my right about that remaining clue. He's like, "Oh
it's very simple you just..." To demonstrate he starts drawing and writing right on my newspaper
copy!
"Ahem," I interrupt him. "You're gonna have to find your own copy of this puzzle, buddy."
2. I am at a French seaside village. I'm lurking in wait behind some doors. My brother should be
exiting shortly, and when he does I am going to beat the living shit out of him! (IRL that would never
happen.)
3. Just a quick scene, as if from a movie, or even a music video. The scene is Madonna on a chair
doing high kicks, dance moves and splits and such. Matthew McConnaughy, dressed in t-shirt and white
briefs is in seduction mode perhaps and is trying to work his way in to sit on her lap. There's a voice
behind me, probably the director, "Cut! His erection is too large through his underwear, we might have
to get someone else."
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