Date of dream: Friday, February 23, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
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I was outside in a heavily wooded area that was supposed to be our property. There were separate
buildings linked by paths, some looking like barns, trailers, and that sort of thing - Not really
resembling our actual property. My father was there and we found parts of an old junky four-wheeler.
Some guy offered to fix our four-wheeler up, and said he could do so for 200 dollars. My father gave
him the money and he overhauled the four-wheeler, giving it a roll cage and new components. It
worked great afterwords, and we were happy to take the guy up on his offer. When my father and I
were walking back to the trailer/house, my father got disoriented and asked where we were. I told
him we were next to the trailer, but we needed to make more direct and better paths.
At another part I come upon Gary cooking breakfast in the kitchen-type building. He is frying
miniature burritos in a skillet, and cracks eggs over top of them to fry. He has some hunting meat
there in the kitchen, apparently as bait, but I asked him if I could have that on top of my burrito
and egg sandwich.
I also talked to Laurette at one point, and she was telling me about how she had slept next to her
ex-boyfriend in order to have "alone time". She asked me if this was not cheating, and if it was
within the bounds of our relationship.
After discussing this with her, and possibly before, I went riding on my new revamped four-wheeler.
It was incredibly fast, and I got an extreme rush from driving it through the trail in the woods. I
would go so fast that my surroundings would blur and I feared for my safety. At one point, I was
riding and a pretty blonde girl rode up directly behind me. We were both riding very quickly, but we
were going the same speed, so she was perfectly clear while all of the other surroundings were
blurred. I told her that we were sharing a special moment, because relative to the rest of the world
we were standing still.
Additional Comments:
This dream was recorded at about 6:30 am after falling asleep at about 1:00 am. I have recently
desired to take the snow blade of the four-wheeler (overhauling it) and take it for a ride in the
woods. Gary is a hunter. I eat burritos and eggs every day. Recently my father and I took a hike in
the woods and he got disoriented, we also discussed improving the trails in the woods.
Date of dream: Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I was smoking a cigarette on the front porch of my parents house. All around me were several bags of
all different shapes and sizes. They resembled bags that we actually have around here. The bags were
supposed to be from previous years at Camp Ondessonk. Inside of the bags were rubber boots, among
other random things. It was dark outside and I heard and saw someone driving up our driveway on a
four-wheeler. I didn't know who it was so I ducked behind the railing of the front porch and watched
the person from hiding. Soon I was able to determine that the person was our old neighbor Jerry
Simo. I kept hidden, smoking my cigarette, and watched him drive by the front of the house. He drove
over toward the studio, and ended up driving over a big log with his left wheels. This set him off
balance so that he was riding on his right two wheels. He over-corrected, causing him to roll the
four-wheeler on top of himself. He landed flat on his back underneath the quad. Jerry was in a lot
of pain and was moaning and wailing. After he wrecked he was lying on the ground where the studio
addition is being built. I kept telling him not to move. He wasn't listening to me so I raised my
voice and started yelling and cursing at him. This caused him to listen. My mother was suddenly
there too. I asked him if he was drunk, and he replied that he had been drinking. My mother
corrected me and said that he was "tipsy", but he seemed pretty drunk. He kept repeating that he
needed someone, either his mother or his wife. Eventually my father was there and he said that a
motion detector light should have been triggered when Jerry drove by but it wasn't.
After this I partially woke up, enough to know that I needed to dictate my dream. Still asleep, I
described what I had just dreamed in great detail. Whenever I was talking about the bags on the
porch, it was like I was talking to Laurette. I told her that the bags had stuff from Camp Ondessonk
in them, much like the ammo box that I had emptied out for the gazebo. While I was describing what I
had dreamed, it was almost like I was dreaming the dream again and narrorating it. I imagined myself
being over by the studio and talking to Jerry. In my recount it seemed a lot lighter outside, and I
remember looking down toward the pole barn (something I didn't do in the original dream). Instead of
the pole barn I saw a funneled spillway full of water. It looked kind of like a weir. The water was
flowing swiftly and there was a waterfall drop off to a lower layer. I think seeing this helped me
to realize that I was still dreaming, and I woke up for real.
Additional Comments:
Jerry used to ride his four-wheeler up on occasion to talk to my father. A friend told me about a
dream she had recently where I smoked a cigarette (i don't smoke in reality).
Date of dream: Sunday, November 19, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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Our neighbors were two kids, a boy and girl, aged maybe 10 and 7, respectively. They were riding
around on four-wheelers on the property right next to us and maybe on our property. The next thing I
knew a man wearing all black came up riding on another four-wheeler. The two neighbor kids starting
chasing him and beating him with wooden boards. They continued this until he slumped over on his
machine. Casie was at the house with me, and we were a little worried to be outside. I remember she
ended up taking a shower toward the end of the dream.
Additional Comments:
In the dream it was like I could see the imaginary property line hilighted through the woods. The
board reference may have been due to the long 2X4 that we used to pack mud around the cement posts
the other day.
