Brigid

Two dreams from last night ... Both of them pretty long, neither of them lucid. But they were pretty memorable and detailed, at least.

DREAM #1

Time: 1:05

I'm with my family. We're staying at a huge house in Cape Cod with really large windows. In part of the dream I have to sleep somewhere weird like on a chair in the kitchen. I wake up there and think it's the middle of the night, but then my mom is in the kitchen and tells me it's 7 AM. Everyone else in the family is in the living room, which is joined with the kitchen, watching TV.

Then there's a huge lightning storm outside. I stand next to Milo (my little brother), and we watch the storm. We can see the ocean from our house, and it's getting closer and closer. Waves start coming in under the door, and Milo starts screaming and freaking out. I keep yelling at him to calm down, but then I'm secretly worried that the house is going to collapse.

So we all run around the house for a while, admiring all the beautiful lightning outside, and stuff.

After the storm is over, my mom is telling us about how there's going to be a photography competition for people who took pictures during the storm. My sisters and I plan to go to the awards ceremony for this contest, because apparently there are going to be cute teenage boy photographers there or something.

I'm sitting on top of a large bouncy ball during this conversation. The ball has a map of the world on it, drawn in blue and white.

My dad walks in and hands me a really beat-up envelope with green Crayon drawings on it that I assume were drawn by Teddy (my other little brother). Inside is a letter telling me I got into Ithaca College. For some reason everyone in my family seems to find it hilarious. It's either because the letter is old or because it got sent really late, after I've already been through a year of college. Don't know. Anyway, I feel disappointed because I thought the letter would be something more important.

Side note: my sister woke me up from this dream asking if I was okay...apparently I was moving around a lot during the last 30 seconds of the dream or so, and she thought something was wrong with me. Ah haha.



DREAM #2

Time: ~7:30

I return to Hampshire (where I go to college). When I get there, none of my friends are living in the same hallway as me like they’re supposed to. So, everyone else is a complete stranger.

I go into one girl’s room. I sit on her bed with her. She has really curly brown hair. She asks me what I’ve been doing lately, and I tell her I’ve been doing a lot of writing and drawing.

No one else in our hallway is there, because apparently they’re all on “Project Runway” and are off designing clothes all day, and don’t come home until late at night.

The curly-haired girl and I decide to go to some party or something that’s going on. It’s this outdoor event where everybody is sitting at round, black tables on some kind of patio or something. There’s a guy giving a speech, and everyone gives me and the curly-haired girl mean looks because we walked in on the middle of the guy’s speech.

The girl and I sit down at a table. The guy giving the speech says that there should be a bowl of fruit at the center of our table, but the bowl on our table is empty. When I look around, I see that all the other tables have huge bowls of blueberries and strawberries on them. The curly-haired girl is very upset that we don’t have any fruit.

After that, I go to talk to my mom and Fiona (my sister) who are apparently also there. They’re standing next to this pile of what looks like Spanish rice, with tiny mussels in it. It looks really nasty, but my mom says we have to eat some of it. I pick up a handful and eat it, and discover that the mussels just kind of taste like black beans or something, so it actually tastes quite good. So, I keep eating the stuff. For some reason, as I’m eating I think about a time someone apparently told me that you could survive if you only ate three grapes a day––which I’m pretty sure is not true, but in the dream I’m like, “That’s such a fascinating fact!” Fiona is still reluctant to eat the rice, but she eats some of it anyway.

I decide I’m going to go make a sandwich, because apparently there are sandwich-making materials around. I have difficulty finding two pieces of bread, for some reason. The bread is kind of dark … whole wheat, I guess? I put several pieces of orange-colored cheese in the sandwich––and I want to find some turkey, but I can’t find any.

I find a row of fruit, and I’m excited because I decide I really want some fruit. There’s a different set of tongs for each kind of fruit. I want strawberries, but the strawberries don’t seem to have their own set of tongs––so I use the ones that are supposed to be for cheese. Some lady––who looks like my 11th-grade Chemistry teacher––comes up to me and starts yelling at me, saying I’ve made the strawberries taste like cheese or something. I also feel guilty because I realize that, if someone was allergic to strawberries, they can’t eat any cheese now.

I go to look for some coffee, and I find that there aren’t many coffee cups left. There’s this hippy-ish guy with a long, pale beard cleaning out all the coffee mugs in a sink, but he’s not doing a very careful job. He’s just kind of carelessly rinsing them out and putting them on the counter. I pick up a mug that he just rinsed out, and it still looks dirty. But the other mugs left are weirdly-shaped and I don’t want to use them.

And uh, that’s all I can remember.

Not much to report today. When I woke up this morning, I couldn't remember any dreams. I went back to sleep for about an hour ... I think I had a brief dream in which I was watching "Dance Moms" (which I'd watched the night before, before I'd gone to sleep). And some of the moms were complaining about some weird screeching noise that one of the other moms kept making, or something. Very hazy, don't remember much of it ...

I recall four dreams from last night:

DREAM #1

I go to some village with my family... I guess it's kind of like Old Sturbridge Village or something. We don't have long to be there because it's about to close. They make everyone take out their phones and iPods and leave them at the front entrance on top of a blanket. I felt self-conscious because my iPod looks really small compared to everyone else's.

In the village place, we go to a bookstore. I dance around in the bookstore singing a song about Pinkie Pie. ... Yup.

DREAM #2

I'm at a library, and I'm helping a woman return her materials. But then I'm not sure where to return the CDs because I can't find the slot for audio/visual returns. Suddenly there are like a hundred different return slots at the library desk and I can't figure out what any of them mean. So I just leave the CDs lying around and hope one of the librarians will find them. The woman I helped sends her son to find me, and he gives me a card with money in it. Then I go outside and my dad is there to pick me up. I'm still worrying about the CDs.

DREAM #3

Brief dream about some kind of family reunion, I think at my grandma's house. My mom is complaining about how she doesn't like one of her cousins, which I find shocking since I thought they were friends.

DREAM #4

I'm being forced into a Hunger Games type of competition, where a bunch of kids have to fight with each other and one kid has to kill everyone else. Except, we all have to wear ridiculous outfits while we're fighting. We each have some kind of personal assistant who shows us what we're going to wear. My assistant is this kind of chubby bald guy, and my outfit is this ridiculous Victorian-looking yellow dress with a lot of buttons up the front and a tiered skirt. Then I have to wear a yellow leather jacket over it.

We all get changed in the same room. I change next to Fiona (my sister), because she is also in the competition. She has to wear a purple dress. The bald guy is in the room with all of us, but he politely turns and looks at the wall so he doesn't see everyone naked.

I'm already starting to plan how I'm going to kill anyone who tries to attack me. Apparently I will have a sword for my weapon, and I plan to throw it at anyone who comes near me, and I think this is a totally foolproof plan.

Later on, I'm doing my hair next to some girl with pale, short blond hair. For some reason I know her name is Juliet, and I'm convinced that she used to go to Hampshire (where I go to school) but then dropped out, even though she doesn't exist in real life. Anyway, she says something to me like, "Everyone who dies will be a ghost. And the person who wins will be a monster." And in my dream I think that's the deepest thing ever.

Afterward, we all get a last dinner with our families. So I'm sitting at a table with my family, but I'm still thinking about what Juliet said. Fiona is like, "I have so much energy right now!" And I'm like, "But Fiona, we have to kill people!" And that's about where the dream ends.

I had three dreams last night (that I can remember):

DREAM #1

I am semi-lucid during this dream.

Kermit the frog appeared next to my bed. And then we both float up into the air and start flying down the stairs and out the front door. I decide that I wanted Kermit to glow, so he starts glowing. Then we’re just flying through the sky and singing together, and that's about where the dream ends.

DREAM #2

I'm sitting in some kind of loft type place, with some guy with a beard, and we're watching soccer on TV. I have a feeling I don't like this guy. Not a very long or detailed dream.

DREAM #3

I'm in my backyard, and Acacia and Abby (my friends) are there. I'm commenting on Abby's hair because it has all these weird braids in it that you can somehow see from the back but not the front.

Suddenly, Acacia decides that she really wants coffee, and we decide to go to McDonald's to find some. There's this random McDonald's window near my house. The lady working there is one of the cafeteria ladies from my school. Unfortunately the McDonald's is closed. I check the time on my iPod and see that it's almost 9 PM, when for some reason I thought it was only around 5 or so.

Acacia and I go to a different McDonald's, where we have to stand in line for a minute because there are a few people ahead of us. While we're waiting, I notice that Acacia is wearing a black hat and sparkling purple lipstick. So I'm like, "Ooh I love your lipstick!" And Acacia is like, "Thanks!"

So I try to decide what to order, but I can't see the menu from where I'm standing. Plus there's all this random stuff piled up behind the counter. Acacia tells me they're selling one brand of coffee called Coldwell Scent that only costs a dollar, so that is what we both decide to order. The lady who takes our order has black hair pulled back into a messy bun, and I think she seems nice.

I wake up before we actually get our coffee.

... Well, at least I was kind of lucid during that first dream. I realized I was dreaming and controlled one small thing. Not much, but it's a step forward I guess.

I've been awful at writing down my dreams for the past couple of months, so I'm trying to get back into it again. Here are the last three dreams I've recorded:

Dream #1:

Really brief dream which I don’t really remember. Something about watching an interview with some singer or something. I think he has red hair. And he talks about how he likes to hang out near dumpsters.

Dream #2:

I’m part of a group of kids and we are all troll hunters. We are summoned to a town that has some kind of troll infestation. We have special troll-killing weapons that we always refer to as “troll-floggers.” These weapons are basically just sticks with a spiky ball at the end. So, I guess they’re kind of like flails.

Anyway, we go into this one house that looks like my grandparents’ house. And then we’re like, “Oh no, we forgot our troll-floggers! … Oh well, we can fight the troll with our bare hands.”

But then we get to the bottom of the stairs (we’re walking downstairs for some reason … I guess the troll is in the basement or whatever). And the troll there is SUPER GIGANTIC. So we’re all like, “Shiiiiit!”

Then one girl in the group jumps over the banister holding a hammer and I guess she’s going to use it to kill the troll. But then, the troll turns into a glass measuring cup. And she keeps smashing and smashing it. And then it like … turns into a dog … and she stabs it in the neck. I don’t know, it doesn’t make a lot of sense.

Dream #3:

I'm in a room with my sisters. There's bookshelf in the room and we're all discussing books. I see a book I've been meaning to read on the bookshelf and I'm like, “Oh, I didn’t know we owned that book. My mom must have bought it at the used book store.” And then I'm telling my sisters about a series I'm reading. It involves a bear and a dog who are friends, or something. There are four books in the series, but each book is actually made up of several shorter books. I'm trying to convince my sisters that these books are good, but they don't believe me. (It's kind of like trying to make them read books in real life...)

Haven't updated in a while, so here I am to post my latest dream!

My sister is about to go to a costume party, and she’s walking around our room dressed as Groucho Marx. And I’m like, “Oh, nice costume.”

In another part, my sister is watching a video on YouTube of this girl singing karaoke. And she’s like, “Oh, I know that girl. She’s a terrible singer.” The girl is singing something by Vanessa Carlton or Michelle Branch or something along those lines––can’t remember what song it is. But anyway, she’s not as bad at singing as my sister had said.

There’s a panel of judges watching her, and they all have to give her a “grade” on her singing. So, all the judges give her an A except for one judge who gives her an F. And then everyone boos her for giving the girl an F.

(By now I’m kind of … part of the scene instead of watching it. So yeah.)

The girl’s father walks up on stage and he’s wearing these ridiculous knee-high boots. And he starts talking about how his boots are “traditional” of his culture or whatever. Then he talks about this traditional suit that he has, which for some reason I know looks like a red elf suit. Apparently this suit is some important family heirloom and it has never fit any of his children, so he’s upset about it.

The scene morphs into a family reunion type thing … I think a Christmas party. Someone brings out this weird decoration, which is this Christmas tree with Santa’s head on the top, and it sings and dances. And my mom is like, “Oh, I made that a long time ago and then I left it behind somewhere.” So I start playing with this thing with a baby who’s crawling around on the floor––an imaginary cousin who I think is named Tim or something like that. That’s about where the dream ends.

I’m going on vacation with my family, I think to Cape Cod. The rest of my family is riding in one car and I’m going in a car with my dad. While my dad is driving along, I think I see my 9th grade English teacher out the window, but then it turns out to not be her after all. We stop at some movie theater because for some reason, we’re going to a movie before we leave. But then I’m like, “Or, we could just go.” So then we agree to skip the movie and just leave.
We end up in some vacation house, and I think my aunt and uncle are there, too. At some point while we’re there, I watch “How I Met Your Mother” on a tiny TV in the house’s kitchen. Eventually everyone joins me and they’re all sitting around the TV.

There’s some other part where my family and I go to some carnival. There’s this guy dressed as the Cat in the Hat who is going around making everyone sign his hat. None of us actually want to go on any rides, so instead we all sit in front of this glass class filled with … something. I don’t remember exactly what. I want to say it was sea shells, but that doesn’t seem right. Oh, well. It was something shiny.

I remember another snippet of a dream where my friend and I were running down the stairs of our dorm building, and I was wearing my slippers, and I was telling her about “My Little Pony.”

Wow, one of the most detailed dreams I’ve had in a while…

It’s one of those dreams where it’s like, I’m kind of watching it but I’m sort of a part of it also. I don’t know, it’s confusing. So, I’m supposedly watching a Harry Potter movie or something. There’s some part where Harry Potter is standing on this big stone wall and looking around, and he’s talking with this guy in a yellow raincoat. But that seems to be the only part that’s actually about Harry Potter.

Then it switches to some subplot about some love triangle thing. Like, there’s this goddess lady and her husband is cheating on her with this other lady. So like, the three of them are in a bunk bed. The goddess is sitting on the bottom bunk, while her husband is making out with his girlfriend on the top bunk. So, the goddess lady gets super pissed and catches the house on fire with her mind powers. And her husband is all like, “Oh no! My beautiful mansion!” And she’s like, “I’m going to burn this whole house down unless you come down here right now and make sweet love to me!” And he’s like, “Uh … no.” Then he and his girlfriend jump out of the top bunk and run away.

The goddess lady is very angry about this and jumps out of her bed, too, and starts chasing them. I’m chasing after them, I guess, but I’m not really a part of the story. The goddess also has a younger sister apparently, and she starts running around with all of them, too. She has this magical glowing purple dress, and it’s the only way they can all find their way around in the dark. So, I’m going after them but then I lose track of them and go into some random room, where I run into Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. And somehow I know that the house is full of “Alice in Wonderland” characters, and that they were supposed to be kept in captivity but now the goddess lady has freed them all. So, it’s absolute mayhem and whatnot.

I run out of the room and across the hall to this other room, and go inside. At this point the dream seems to change plots or something. Basically, there are all these people in the room throwing toys at each other. The whole floor is absolutely covered in toys. And somehow, I know I’m supposed to join in. So, I go to one side of the room and start throwing toys at the people on the opposite side of the room. I’m standing behind this dollhouse for protection, but it falls down. Then I find this plastic Pegasus toy, which I used to have when I was younger. Just like in real life, its wings are always falling off. Only the dream version of the toy is much more complicated and the wings have like, multiple parts. And I can’t find all the parts to put it back together again.

Maybe another dream? Or just another part? I’m at this My Little Pony fan club, and I have this miniature figure of Sweetie Belle that I’m playing with. I’m sitting at a table with some other girls and we’re all talking about the ponies and which ones are our favorites, etc. We get into a conversation about some robot pony that doesn’t actually exist on the real show… (I knew it was only a matter of time before I started having My Little Pony dreams.)

Another part, or another dream maybe … I go into my grandparents’ house while they’re on vacation. I go upstairs and open the attic door. I notice that the stairs are suddenly different; they’ve been replaced with this blue, spiraling staircase. And I’m like, “Huh, that’s new.” Well, then I call upstairs for their cat, because I know she likes to hang out up there. I hear her meowing and she comes running eagerly down the stairs. I pick her up and start petting her, and I take her downstairs to the first floor.

When I get downstairs, I find that my grandparents have gotten back from their vacation and are sitting in the living room. My uncle is with them. He starts this conversation with me about all these stupid books he’s been reading. But I haven’t read any of them so I’m just like, “Uh huh…”

Then I have to go, so I go outside. I step right onto my college campus. I realize I have to go pick up a package, so I head towards the mail room. But, then I realize I don’t have my wallet, which has my I.D. card and other such important things in it. And I figure I must have left it in my grandparents’ house, so I try to go back there.

And, that’s all I can remember.

It’s sometime near Christmas. But there’s this Halloween movie coming out … which kind of looks like The Nightmare Before Christmas, only less Christmasy. And my mom is complaining like, “Why would there be a Halloween movie on Christmas?” But then she and I decide to go see it anyway.
While we’re getting ready to leave I write down a bunch of ideas I apparently have for poems. I don’t remember what they all are, but one of them was going to be about Nicolas Cage. Ha …
My mom gives me and my little siblings these chocolate milk box things. I start drinking mine, but it tastes funny. I look at the label to see if it has an expiration date on it. I can’t find one, but it has this thing on the back which tells you what color the milk turns when it’s rotten. Apparently if it’s rotten, it turns yellowish green or something. But it’s still a normal color, so I figure I’m safe.
And yeah. That’s about it.

Dream #1:

I’m supposed to be going to see “Beauty and the Beast” (the musical) with my sisters, my mom, and some random guy I don't know. But when we’re getting into the car, I realize I don’t have my ticket. I go back into our house (which looks like my grandparents’ house on the outside, but on the inside it looks like the house we lived in when I was 11) to look for my ticket, but I have no idea where it is. I go into a room and start searching. There are a lot of folders piled around on the floor and I’m sorting through them all trying to find the ticket, but I can’t find it. I go into the bathroom. I can hear the rest of my family talking outside, all of them also looking for the ticket, but apparently they can’t find it either.

Dream #2:

I have another dream where my dad and I are looking at pictures of my grandpa and talking about him.