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beach is antarctica

Date of dream: Saturday, September 13, 2008

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

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... i am in a house with at least ffour ffloors. it is a ffriends' house whom i am visiting. my ffriend has many brothers and sisters - there are at least ffourteen of them. i have to pee. some of the kids are watching a movie downstairs. they are sitting on a brown leather couch. i don't want to use the downstairs bathroom. i go upstairs to the ffourth floor and end up in a very large room like a den where the ffather and one of his ffriends are. also one of the boys is up there. they are on the lefft side of the room watching a game on television - the washington redskins i think. they are laughing and shouting at the tv and generally having a good time. the little boy is imitating their every move. he's only about nine i think, but you can tell he just wants to be one of the adults. i walk in the room and over to the right; there is a walk in closet with a toilet in it. there is also a small safe open on the ffloor. as i am sitting on the pot peeing, the ffather's ffriend  walks into the closet. i hold up a big poster or something so that he can't see me and say "i'm in here!" he says "sorry! i didn't realize." i say that it was the cleanest toilet in the house and ffinish peeing. i  go back out into the room. the ffamily has a little kitten; i pick him up and start playing with him. he is so cute ...

[transition]

... i am at the gulf with Brian. we go out onto the beach and play in the ocean ffor a little bit. then we are inside again. we want to go back out onto the beach but when we get down there again, we notice something seems wrong. there are large sections of sand taped off so no one can walk through them. we tiptoe between two taped off sections and get down to shore and notice that not many people are even trying to squeeze down between the sections to the beach. there are very ffew people playing in the water. we walk out into the water and realize that the tide has come up really ffar and the water is really deep. i see dolphins playing ffurther out in the ocean. we don't stay in too long; we ffigure out that the beach police are trying to keep people away ffor saffety. there must be a storm coming. the sky looks very dark and ominous. i notice in one of the taped offff sections are some little navy converse lowtop shoes sitting in the sand. i go back up the beach, walking through the grassy dunes.

melanie L says i can borrow her fford explorer. i am a little apprehensive to drive it, since i have never driven an SUV, only compact cars. i drive it to the beach. Brian is there and he backs it up on the sand. then i drive again, i end up in the driveway at 209 west mcGinnis circle in Virginia. melanie L pulls up in a VW bug and pulls it up the liitle hill on the grass in the yard. i can't believe she just drove on my parents lawn! she gets out of the car and looks up at me and says "don't people park on the lawn here?" and i say "no; you are the first person who has ever driven on this lawn." i want her to move the bug ...

i am on the beach again, but it is different now

... we are in antarctica. Brian and i are getting on a ship that is going to be exploring around the antarctic ocean. one of the ship's crew members is being interviewed ffor a national geographic show or something. he's balding and he's not wearing any kind of hat or gloves or anything. just a coat. in ffact, all i am wearing is a pufffy coat and jeans. i have on my doc marten's which are pretty warm, but i want to change into my sperry's in case i get my ffeet wet. i do think it is a little strange that it is SO cold and i manage to stay warm in just a good puffy coat and jeans. i go back inside the ship and take my coat off, because i don't want to adjust to wearing it inside and be cold when i go back out on the deck. there is another girl there. she is making coffee and scrambled eggs or something. Brian asks iff i am about ready to go back outside, because we are going to see some really neat stufff. i tell him i have to pee and i'll be right there. i go into the little bathroom (like on an airplane). the seat looks kind of gross so i line it with toilet paper, but i use a ton. while i'm in there, someone knocks on the door, trying to get in. i say "just a minute." i notice some ffeminine products set out on the counter, and i think that it's weird that they are there; they just seem oddly out of place somehow. i get my coat on and go back out on the deck with Brian. we look out and see a group of seals playing in the ocean. i am sure one of them is a silkie ...

 

Additional Comments:

[there was so much more to all of this, little intricacies that made the dream so interesting and ffeel so tangible. things that are hard to describe with words. but i've been up an hour now, and they are slipping away] 

it's intriguing to me how i can wake up in the morning and reflect on my dream and ffind all the things ffrom real liffe the previous day or week that played into my dream.

thursday evening i watched cheaper by the dozen 2 and nanny 911. the first one, course, is about a family of fourteen. and the episode i saw of the latter involved a man who would order his wife around while he watched football, and his obstreperous eldest son who was learning to be just like his dad. (thankfully, this had a happy ending, in true nanny 911 ffashion).

brian and i went to the beach a ffew months ago, and the entire time we were there, the "no swimming" flags fflew. there was a square section of sand taped offf to keep people out, apparently protecting the hidden sea turtle nest there. and of course, we did see a school of dolphins playing in the gulf. 

yesterday we met with a wedding photographer. she brought her two children with her, who played on the playground as we talked. the little boy took his shoes offf and left them out on the playground; they were navy converse lowtops. affter the meeting Concetta, Brian and i were driving home and talking about cars. i mentioned that one of our coworkers drives an explorer, which was surprising to us. i said i only like to drive compact cars.

just before i went to sleep, i was thinking about how soon we'll need to turn off the AC and switch to heat.

and then we went exploring in my dream

ha!

two disjointed dreams ffrom the bedside notepad

Date of dream: Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

This dream has been viewed 1761 times.

Colleen has a tree trimmer. 

i take two [surgical] knives to Mom's house - a #10BP and a #15BP. 

i am in an unfamiliar house being held captive by a [couple of strangers]. the captors have to go out to get or do something. we [i can't remember who the other person with me is] are locked in a big walk-in closet. we have an escape plan: we will lock captors in instead. ffirst, i hide the blades in the back of the top dresser drawer. [the chest is in the closet]. somehow we are able to get out of the closet. we are going to get some supplies - like the knives - and take them back in the closet, and when the captors come check on us we will ambush them. we are waiting ffor the captors to get back so we can enact our plan. we turn a little light on and i am reading [or was Brian reading?] to a kid. the captors get home, but we aren't ready yet; the light is still on and we aren't back in the closet. but they don't do anything. 

Brian and i start to mess around ffor a just a minute.

we ride a bus but it's a train. i'm ffrench and so the english can't sit with me. but i am crying so one comes to sit with me anyway. [i can't remember if it was a brother or sister of someone i was crying about]. i explain that i hate ffebruary because this change happens with the ffrench and english. it's okay in autumn and even in january, but in ffebruary this war starts between us. i don't know why the war is going on. but i am comforted by the company of my seat partner.

i am walking in the woods. i am marching through a swamp. i walk along a bank. i walk down in the creek but i don't get wet. i have a bear cub on a leash. it is running. i am afraid that the mother bear will see and charge me. i let the bear go and he runs up a tree with the other cubs, just in time. it is close; the mother bear almost sees me. there are some other people around. i ask them iff they saw what a close call it was.

i walk out of the fforest to a car show. there is a new silver BMW in ffront of a building where the expo is being held. it is a prototype. Concetta gets in the driver's seat. i get in the passenger seat and Shelly H had already driven, so she gets in behind Concetta. i lean the seat back. the material is luxurious and it reclines with the feet up, moving like a craftmatic-adjustable-bed commercial. the head even moves. the seat ffeels velvety. i suggest that we should drive it through the woods and maybe we can see the bears! it is late afternoon, just dusk. i want to go to sleep in the car. i am very tired

[transition] i don't remember much of the ffollowing:

i am black. i'm in a house with wooden stairs and orange carpet that goes around the corner. 

movies 

i can only see scary neon signs where i am

hank hill fffrom king of the hill ( but is named carl ffrom the simpsons) is ffighting with quagmire ffrom ffamily guy

go up in planes

ffalls out - lands on carboard - steers it down power lines to land. bill dauterive ffrom king off the hill wins the bet on how he will land: iff he lands bouncing into net, if he bounces, or iff God's hand catches him.

bill's bet is written in red on dry erase board

Additional Comments:

[Concetta had long hair]

i wish i could remember more, especially the last bit

eagles on fire

Date of dream: Sunday, September 07, 2008

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

This dream has been viewed 1236 times.

... i am running late to class. Tasha wants me to not wear "revealing" clothes, because i am in my gym clothes. we have to be there at one PM. she goes on without me. i screech in and park really ffast in a spot against the brick wall; i'm just in time. a gay guy with his ffriend kisses me on the cheek in the hallway. i ffeel confused. i get in a spinning shower. it is sort of like a revolving door. it usually teleports us places. but this time that i am in it i say "no water, right?" and it just sprays us (me and Tasha) with water. my clothes get wet, so i jump out. i have to go to class. 

in the woods at Mandi B's old house. there is a stealth helicopter hovering over the ground. it is camouflage and it makes no sound. a mini-plane fflies by, noisily. another slightly larger and even louder plane is fflying by. it looks crooked somehow, and i know it is about to crash. i think the left wing is on fire. i run along the ground because iff it does crash (which i don't wish it to - i just know i'm powerless to stop it) i want to see it when it happens. 

it goes down behind some trees and i lose sight of it.

coming ffrom the opposite direction than the plane, in the woods uphill,  on the ground i see an eagle with its right wing on fire. i want to help him. he is ffighting with another eagle. then i see a third eagle that is completely on ffire. i run down the hill (there is a path) and get a big styrofoam bowl of water. i run with it up the "steps" (shaped into the dirt) to throw the water on the ffirst eagle's wing. i help him. i run back down to get some more water. the third eagle's ffire is already out, but i think he needs some water to make him feel better and help him heal. he is skittish and tries to run away. i bring the ffirst eagle down to drink some water. as he is drinking, i let him stand in one off the cat kennels that are there so that i can coax the other burned eagle down. he sees the ffirst eagle drinking and comes to me. i look at the bowls and notice that they look a little mildewy. i try to spray them out with a hose. the eagle is very cautious - afraid of the hose- but he is grateful ffor the drink.

i put in my nose ring (which i no longer have IRL). i think i also put in my tongue ring?

Additional Comments:

the order of all this seems wrong, but i wrote it down exactly how i remembered it when i woke up ...