Date of dream: Monday, July 18, 2005
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I dreamt I was about town at night. I saw some people carrying away the handlebars of bikes,
complete with teardrop lights. I followed in the hopes of scoring some bikes but realised they were
saving htem, not thwoing them away (at first I had seen garbage trucks). Actually, before that I was
talking to xxxx from my old home about some incident and with yyyy, who was using asthma
medicine. "Looks like fun," I said, then thinking it was a dumb thing to say.
I dreamt I was with my mom in the park near our first house, the one I can't even consciously
remember.
I dreamt the family was going to Oshawa in our light blue GMC Jimmy (which we don't have). I had
tentatively decided to come with (as for a bit I was thinking I might go with my parents to the cottage
instead of to a new city). My mom was wearing all this out-of-character spandexy stuff. I sister had a
hash joint with I almost smoked by accident. My dad came into my place here and made fun of me for
sleeping naked -- I stood up and gave back verbally to what turned out to be a picture of my old boss,
who is quite nice.
We were in the train station. My mom went to the bathroom for a long time. This German lady who
was running the station was very upset. When I asked her what was wrong she burst into tears. I was
trying to talk to zzzz on my sister's cell phone but couldn't understand him. I somehow played beautiful
music on a plastic container (I don't mean drumming, I mean melodic tones plastic could never make).
I made a lot of noise about how it was good and then realised I was narcissistically seeking praise.
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Date of dream: Sunday, July 17, 2005
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I dreamt I was travelling far from home -- I was with someone like Milhaus from the Simpson's. We
went to a toystore on a street called "Brunwsick." It was number 18XX and felt suburban. I saw many
of my old toys, like a model destroyer I put together once and had a brief look at before I left home.
I was in a futuristic city like in Equilibrium trying to order food. One thing I wanted was not available
and was not on the way.
I dreamt about someone who wasn't me but was in my home at one point. Something was wrong with
his brain. He had been a scientist or astronaut or something like that, but for mysterious reasons he
couldn't access his own brain properly. He started getting very agitated because the other scientists
were on the wrong track or were about to give up on him or something. I watched pictures of fluids
moving through his brain and places where it wasn't working.
All my dreams had a futuristic concrete quality like the nearby university campus here.
I dreamt I was at another place, a home not my old one that lay in a field of identical homes. My dad
and xxxx's cat were there. yyyy showed up while I was in an embarrassing situation. We played and
recorded music, but actually it was zzzz and me singing. I sang some more and yyyy halted the
recording. I thought how I would like to live in one of the identical houses. Their basements had doors
opening onto a field. They reminded me of aaaa's house.
I dreamt I was working a second job at a grocery store with a guy who cooks at my real place of
work. He explained to me to watch that the customers don't get too far with their groceries without
paying. I think aaaa's friend bbbb was there too. He asked me not to mop before he had swept. I was
glad he was there so we could smoke together (this was when I was thinking of not smoking alone). I
kept trying to get a smoke ready -- it broke, I tried to fix it, I lost it, I couldn't find another... I went
home to bbbb's or somebody's family and found buritos and other food on the doorstep. I asked if it
was for the animals. I thought I was naked but I actually had my clothes on. I sat at the table. It was
Easter. Another family member, peraps an uncle, lectured the youngest male about LSD and drugs,
saying how each drug had a rule (like Castenada would say).
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Date of dream: Friday, July 15, 2005
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I dreamt I went with xxxx to some place out in the country but I didn't trust it so I left on bike (they let
me). Before I left, I found out yyyy was a computer! He had a little screen between his eyes. Then
their big friend chased me through the trails and by accident I went off a jump and found myself flying
through the air -- oh shit I thought, and relaxed my muscles so as to minimise injury. I woke up with
zzzz nearby and we went to fetch the bike. It was in the river, there was also a sweet mountain bike
and a motorcycle! Score. Then I think I was explaining it all to aaaa, but it was more complicated than
what happened -- I was showing her nooks and crannies of an old riverfront castle-like building.
I dreamt I was back home at an intersection not far from my house, at night. I was driving my
parents' old car when it started running out of gas. With the last little bits I pulled into a station. There
were some bums around. I started handing out money hoping they'd leave me alone, but more
showed up. This skinny young dude sat on the car, then in the car, and took out a little knife. I broke
down sobbing and offered him my tips. He showed me a little bump of crystal meth he was about to
snort. "Please take your trip somewhere else!" I sobbed. He laughed at my cowardice. "I'm
reasonable -- nobody wants to die." Then I said to him "are we in bbbb(city)?" He couldn't believe it --
was I out of it or what? "This is a dream," I told him with a sense of elation. "I'm in cccc."
I went over to the gas pump and filled it with premium after handing over half my tip money. I swiped
my parents' credit card or so was my intention. I fiddled a lot with the car -- it had a cream-coloured
replacement hood and the gas tank seemed to be in an odd place with an odd cap (I think once it was
replaced). I had to move the whole engine for some reason.
Next I rented a movie after walking past a young woman -- the last person there. The movie was
about a couple who used to be together. "How's the apartment?" the man asked. "Don't even ask me
about it," she replied. In the movie they get back together.
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