Date of dream: Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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I was walking through town with my friend Shell, on the way to a pub to meet our friends. There was
some sort of festical going on, and there were loads of stalls and floats in the town centre. There was
an old man running a stall and he called to us as we walked past. We went over to look at his stall, and
he was selling hairbands and earrings. They all looked kind of rusted and dirty, so we said we weren't
interested and we left.
We went into a pub and met our friends Sam and Ceilidh. The pub was really busy and smoky. Sam's
mum Elaine walked in, and I was trying not to let her see me, but she walked straight behind the bar
and started serving people. She came over to me and asked to take my order, but I pointed at Shell
and said she was ordering. I really didn't want her to serve me because I was worried she would do
something to my drinks. I went to my handbag and pulled out the phone from my desk at work, and
tried to phone Elaine's boyfriend, my friend Shaun, but he didn't answer. Sam and Ceilidh told me
Elaine hated me but I said I already knew. Suddenly, two Indian women and two men in suits
announced that they'd broken a world record and eaten everyone in the pub's lunch, and raised money
for charity. Another man in a suit said he'd broken the record first, but they said it was cancelled out by
their record.
We left and walked past the same stall, and the man called out to us again. He looked at the tattoos on
my arms and said he had temporary tattoos, which we should like because we were "tattoo freaks".
Shell pointed out that she had no tattoos and didn't want any. I realised he'd never let us go until I
agreed to have one, so I looked through all the designs, and they were all rubbish - really stupid
designs and really badly drawn. I eventually found a tribal style one which was ok, and I told him to put
it on near my elbow. He tried to apply it, but when he pulled away the paper it hadn't stuck. He started
licking the paper and stuck it back on my arm. I thought it was gross, so we left.
I bumped into my friend Rich, and he invited me to his house. He started driving home, but he drove to
my old house on an estate nearby. He told me that I had to make lunch while he went ot smoke
outside. I was really worried because he always made me good food, and I knew I was totally
incapable of making anything worthy. I decided to attempt a cheese sandwich, but I knew it wouldn't be
good enough and I was really worried.
Date of dream: Saturday, December 23, 2006
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I was on my lunchbreak at work, but I was working in a city I didn't recognise. I also didn't know any of
the people I was working with - I think I may have just started a new job. I'd made friends with a man
in my office, and a group of us were going to walk to the shops. Although we were all in a group, it was
as though the man and I were a seperate group which didn't interact with the larger group - we only
spoke to each other, and the others only spoke to each other.
We got to a main road which we needed to cross, but there was loads of traffic. I had this weird
flashback that we'd been there before, but in my flashback we were all about 6inches high, and had to
climb down the curb and make our way across the road. When I came round from the flashback, I saw
a break in the traffic so I ran across. The others were still stuck, so I waited. There was a woman with
a pushchair standing near me, and she asked me to help her friend. She pointed across the road a little
further on, and I saw Milhouse from The Simpsons, and he had a big red and white pole (like a barber
shop has) sticking through his head. It went in one side and out the other, and he was clearly dead.
The others eventually crossed the road by moving down the street a little further, and we met up again.
We carried on walking and eventually we came to a little closed in shopping street. All the shops were
foreign, and most of them sold food. I was really excited, and made a note to come back here again
and try all the different food. While I was looking round, the man bought me some bread from a shop
which was either Greek or Spanish. It was round, about the size of a dinner plate, and was made up of
lots of small balls of bread put next to each other. One side looked like normal focaccia bread, but the
other side was white, like the crusts had been cut off, and the bread inside was fluffy. I thought it
looked odd, but when I started eating it, it was the most amazing thing I had ever tasted.
The man led me through the shops, and eventually they opened up into a normal town area. I
immediately recognised it and I knew I'd been there before. I was also really aware of the fact that we
only had a limited time for lunch, and we'd walked a really long way.
Additional Comments:
This was really weird. The road seemed familiar, but I don't know why. The shopping street I saw at the
end, i have dreamt about before, I can't remember which dream it was, but in it, I was Christmas
shopping, so it's weird that I would dream about the same street again 2 days before Christmas.
When I saw Milhouse, he was still a cartoon, and I recognised him, but it didn't seem odd at all.
Date of dream: Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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I was on my lunchbreak from work, and I'd gone home for lunch with my friend Phil, who for some
reason worked with me in the dream. We were sitting on the sofa, and he kept trying to hug me. I was
moving away from him and telling him to stop it, but he wouldn't leave me alone. The doorbell rang,
and I got up to answer it, and Phil went out into the back garden.
I opened the door, and my friend Joe was standing there. I saw him for the first time in ages recently,
and he said that had made him want to come and visit me. I was really happy that he was there, so I
invited him in, and we both went to sit on the sofa. Phil was still in the garden. Joe sat next to me and
put his arm round me, then he hugged me. I was really happy that he was hugging me, then suddenly
he kissed me. He kissed me a few more times, and I was still really happy, although I was really
worried what his uncle, my friend Shaun, would think about it. Then we remembered that Phil was still
in the garden, so we went to say hi to him.
We both went out into the garden, and Phil was really annoyed when Joe went to talk to him. Suddenly
my mum came home, and said something about me having two men in the house, and wasn't I lucky.
She left, and we went back into the house. For some reason, loads of people I work with were in my
house. I sat on the sofa with Joe again. He took his shoes off, then put his feet up on the sofa, then he
kissed me again, while everyone made whistling noises. I realised that we were late back to work. One
of my colleagues, Wayne, was supposed to drive us all back, but he was asleep on the other sofa, and
we had to wake him up. I wanted to give Joe a lift home but there was no room in the car. I asked him
if I could text him, but he said no - he said his girlfriend had been away at a confernece this week, but
she'd be back next week, and she doesn't allow him to text me. I gave him a hug, and we left and went
our seperate ways.
Halfway back to work, we drove past Joe, and I demanded that Wayne stop the car and let me out. I
got out and ran after Joe, but it turned out it wasn't him, it was one of his friends. The friend told me
Joe had gone to university because he had an exam, so I ran into town and found the university, and
ran towards the exam hall. I was speaking to a friend - I can't remember who - about how I could get
in contact with Joe if I wasn't allowed to text him, then I decided I should do his exam for him. i ran to
the door, but they wouldn't let me in, so I gave up.
