Turquoise Dreams

Very long and detailed dream. Didn't write it down when I woke up from it at night, just retold it to myself with words.

I'm something like a guest in this huge house. I'm walking through it, trying to get someplace. I meet a house owner half way through and I tell him jokingly, that everytime I walk through, I see rooms I have never seen before. And I see new rooms even on the way back. It's a maze. Finding all kinds of rooms. All very nice, clean, very nicely furnished and decorated, all different. When I was talking to the owner, he was about to walk into his room. It had a huge, very nice wooden door of darker color. Old looking, like on a castle. It opened not at the edge, but swung open in the middle, like a secret door. But it was only made to look like that. Small part of the wall right next to it was glass. Super modern classy, l was impressed. He closed the door a bit while talking to me, so I don't see inside. I recognized him as this gorgeous actor.

It was time to leave and my partner and I went out to valet underground garage. It was for secret agents. They showed us an old looking box car, like UPS truck. Asked us if we want that as a getaway car. We said nope. So they got us this super sleek ride. I think it was yellow and it had two seats like in a fighter jet. He sat in the back and told me to sit in the front, I'll be steering, he will be pushing the pedals. Boy, it took me forever to squeeze into that tiny seat. But I did it and I was wondering if there will be steering sticks or a wheel.

Pretty good feeling from this dream, especially from the house. And the end was surprising.

Thank you, subC!

This was a few days ago, I forgot to type it down, but it seems resurfacing.

It's at night. I walk into a house. I walk fast through a room. I need to get to the other side of the house to pick up what in my mind looks like my work bag. All the rooms are illuminated, but as I'm going without stopping, I'm turning on all the light switches. Lights turn on. I'm scared. I know I can't let that be known, or that scary thing will know that I know and it will show itself. I walk through 4-5 rooms in a straight line. When I get to my bag in the back of the last room, I realize now I have to make the same trek back and I'm struggling not to run and scream in fear. I'm kicking myself why I even went there, why I didn't prepare my bag at the front door, why I waited till night time to go get it, why I even agreed to go and get it. Why didn't I just said no.

I get out and my mom, who was waiting in a car is already coming towards me. Looking for me, because I took longer than she thought I would. When she see me coming, she turns and I'm following to the car. But it's harder and harder for me to walk, as if invisible force was drawing me back to the house. I reach my arm and cry for her help to grab it and help pulling me forward. I was so scared.

3.10.16

Last night bed 10:30 - 7am

DR 1 3:04am

Some kind of invasion, I'm hiding in rooms.

DR 2
I'm standing in a metal bar door in a very busy, large, one story house. Guy comes through those doors often, throws wad of money into the opened safe in the wall.

I figure, there is some non-legal action going on and in case of robbery or police raid, I'll just slap the safe door shut and close and latch the metal bar gate and we don't lose any money, only what is on the floor.

Sun is setting and the glow of the sun is getting darker through the windows. I see some shadows and police badges. I walk to the back of the house from room to room, looking for a window or door to get out. I find one and walk outside. I'm walking through this huge compound of buildings, equipment, by other room full of people. More like a small village. I lay in grass behind some water tank when I see police approaching.

This was quite detailed.