Date of dream: Monday, February 26, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
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I'm climbing on a rocky ledge near the college I went to in real life. But as I'm climbing it, I realize that the fractured
rocks are barely held together with melting tar -- as a result, the rocks are falling apart as I step on them. I get tar on
my clothes and shoes and start to worry that I'll fall off.
I finally make it down, and some confusing things happen [forgotten]. The next thing I know, I'm meeting with M___, the
guy I had a crush on back in the 1980s. We're in a house down in the valley from the same college.
I don't tell him that I used to have a crush on him; rather, I just politely talk to him about the lecture he gave years ago.
We have a nice conversation.
But then we see Queen Elizabeth II coming out of the woods nearby. We laugh about that, because how often does that
happen?!
Suddenly he seems interested in me -- he's looking into my eyes in a rather intense way. It kind of takes me by
surprise.
Additional Comments:
Last night, I think I activated the memory of this crush I used to have by typing up the dream from my old dream
journal,
undated, probably summer of 1984
. What the situation was all those many years ago was that I was very much in the closet; and this guy I had a
crush on was impossibly distant from my ever finding out if there was a mutual interest. Not only was I afraid to come
out of the closet by admitting that I liked him, but I also was too shy even to make friends with new people. So I think
my mind found a way to create something in my dreams that wasn't there in real life.
Date of dream: Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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In the first dream, I was once more in what's becoming a recurring theme. My
work place was being renovated, and I had to move my things around so that
the construction workers wouldn't get them lost. Also, as in the other dreams,
it was the night shift (which I actually haven't worked for many years).
One of my work boots was missing. Frantically I looked for itâ?¦I didn't want
to lose it! I found a boot that was similar, but I knew it wasn't mine
because the upper part of it that wrapped around the ankle was not made of dark
brown leather (false memoryâ?¦my boots do not have this darker band on them). As I
wandered away from the main lab in search of my boot, I saw I__ and S__, who
were also working the overnight shift. In another room, I saw the construction
was far more extensive than I had realized. It was then that I stepped in
some black tar and got it all over my stockinged foot that was missing the boot.
I also got it all over the sole of the boot on my other foot. Still
searching, I went through room after room under construction. I wondered if the area
being worked on could be measured in acres! I came across a small structure
made of short pieces of wood held together with more of the tar. I
accidentally bumped into it and it fell apart. I woke up, ate breakfast and went back
to sleep.
Now I found myself in a dream where I gazed at an outdoor pool at a hotel.
Only there were weeds growing up out of the water. The ones that had set roots
on the bottom of the pool stood straight up, while the ones that hadn't lay
at funny angles on the water's surface.
Mom wanted me to walk B__, our poodle from many years ago. So I did, not
recalling that he had been long dead. He was happy and energetic, pulling so
hard on the leash that eventually I lost my grip on it. He ran off in the
distance. Futilely I called after him, but he did not come back.
Then I found myself in some sort of gondola traveling cross-country on power
lines. The car was open on top, and I actually had to pull it along by
grabbing the high-tension line in hand-over-hand fashion (no electric shock came to
me, though). At one point I gazed at a passing billboard that had a whole
line-up of super heroes illustrated on it. The only one that sticks in my mind
was a Scandinavian-looking superhero with long, curly hair.
The dream changed so that I was at my ex-sister-in-law's house and I was
looking at a flash attachment for an old style camera. The attachment was
rectangular shaped and gray.
I woke up.
