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    1. 2-26-12

      by , 02-26-2012 at 06:35 PM
      Last nights dreams were a mess of fragments and crazy, completely random stuff I could hardly remember any of it. This entry isn't going to make much sense

      Dream One (fragments): I'm watching in third person as my son and his friend O are in a time machine going back in time to year 0. They look older, like 7 or 8, and I wonder why I'm not actually there. The time machine arrives in a desert looking area with lots of huge rocks, like you see in SUV ads sometimes. The boys don't seem to know what to do, they say they were sent back in time to do something important, but they can't remember what. So they decide to buy themselves sometime by going back in time again to year 0 because they are afraid that standing around thinking about it wasted too much time. When they go back again, I start feeling light headed, dizzy, and like I'm going to pass out in general. I think to myself the time machine might be dangerous and they shouldn't be using it. Then I try to force myself into the picture to set the time machine to send them home where they'll be safe. When I try, the only option I can select is Lunar something or another. My mind immediately thinks of the new sims world Lunar lakes, and I wake up.

      Dream Two (Fragments): We're baby sitting my husbands ex's kids for some dumb reason. My husband is complaining that He didn't want to watch them because he hates his ex, I'm saying to stop complaining he may hate her but she's nice to me. The kids are playing in the living room with our kids, and we're in the back room with the door open so we can hear them, cleaning up legos. There are tons and tons of Legos, all over the floor. I can't believe the sheer number of them. It's like the number of legos my brother and I had growing up after collecting them for years, I have no clue how my kids could have amazed so many, especially since my husband usually refuses to buy toys with lots of small pieces because he worries the kids will make a mess. After we clean up all the legos, my husband is fussing because the kids parents hadn't come to pick them up yet and they were late. I offer to call and ask them why they're running late.

      (Missing time)

      There's a girl who looks like Aqua from Birth by Sleep. She's claiming to be a shape shifter. She is bragging that the original girl thought her father had died when she was a kid, but the truth was the father died right after she was born at the shape shifters hands. Then the shape shifter changed into her father to use his political influence to her advantage, then when she no longer needed his form, she made it look like she/he died in a mud slide. I see the mudslide scene in my dream. Then, the girl opens my closet and moves all my clothes, to reveal a secret area. Inside the secret area there's a really big plastic tote. She opens the tote and the real Aqua/girl is there. She's wearing a lacy wedding dress and looks like a doll. She falls forwards and then comes to life and catches herself on the sides of the tote.

      (Missing times)

      I'm a pirate, but my house is the pirate ship. We're being attacked by other pirates. They're firing at the walls, but from the knee level down only. We're jumping around like crazy trying not to get hit in the legs by these shots. Then a short bald pirate bursts in, he reminds me of Schmee from the Disney version of Peter Pan. He's really mean though, not a push over like in the disney movie. He bursts in and starts trying to kill me, we grapple on the ground a bit, and then I manage to wrestle him out the front door. Suddenly he turns into the neighbors kid and I'm yelling at him, "We don't want you around anymore! GO AWAY!" he starts crying and I tell him that we don't want him around because he'd mean. He needs to get lost, and I'm sorry we ever took him in! Then he suddenly looks like my son and I feel really sad because I feel like I'm telling my own kids I don't love them. I wake up nearly crying.
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