dream fragment

I had the tetris effect occur with some guitars. I found one that I felt was perfect.

We released these balloons.

There was a sense of betrayal I think.

My uncle gave me the last of his tomato soup.

I haven't been sleeping too well lately, so I haven't been waking up feeling rested.

My coworkers worked at a craft store instead. I found some cat food in the craft store to buy for this kitten that was found running around at the Supernatural set.

This spreadsheet kept zooming in until it could zoom in no further. The smallest point was atom small.

This little girl had a hard life. I remember that this man was trying to persuade this lady to take her in, but she wouldn't. As he couldn't keep up with her outside in this snow, he started to weep and I started to tear up and cry until I woke up.

Scanning groceries, carding people.

It starts out that I was going to call one of my coworkers for some reason. What happened is that when I clicked redial and wound up calling Misha Collins instead. I think I instinctively knew that it was Misha, but I might have asked who I called. Even though the conversation was short and I sounded like a bit of a fan (I wasn't sure what to say, or explain why I was calling,) he was nice about it. I kept trying to figure out how his number was on my redial, since I hadn't called or texted him before. Somehow I did have his number. I was also trying to create a blog post of the experience, but it wasn't working out. I think celebrity interaction should be counted as one of my dream signs.

The architecture and path in one scene, in order to go down, you must take the path that travels up first.

This little girl, her mom was making her a pink, felted sweater with thin, black detailing.

I could drive this big pickup truck with no problem. It was red, called an F20 if I remember correctly.

There was this man who could not see, but he could hear. I think he ran a stone shop. I was asking about hematite.

This crazy, bipolar lady murdered 90 people over a long period of time. It started with the alignment of the planets, I think.

One of the men murdered was this artist that reminded me of Thor. He was creating some sort of large pottery clay-work.

There was also a team aboard a spacecraft that suffered a hull breach. Most managed to survive, but they lost one or two.

My friend from college changed the time on my computer as a prank, but I couldn't get it to change back. I couldn't replicate what he did.