I had a dream last night which made me a little confused. I don't remember everything, but I do remember this fragment. For context, I go to an art academy, and there's a person in that class I don't like. Nothing against them, they're just not my type of person. I am neurodivergent, and VERY sensitive to specific sounds. Loud people can be literally painful for me sometimes; and the person I don't like is extremely eccentric and loud. VERY loud. They talk non-stop, and pisses off everyone because they keep disrupting our classes. They're also kinda mean and arrogant. Let's call them M. THE DREAM: I'm at some restaurant with my close friends and the people from art academy. M and their friend group is in the same room of course. M is being all loud and over-the-top, which pissed me off. I keep staring at them, thinking to myself how annoying and disrespectful M is. Meanwhile, one of his friends notices I'm staring and starts staring back at me. I quickly look away and pretend nothing happened. I turn to my friend, who was next to me the whole time, and ask them to come to the bathroom with me. We go to what's supposed to be the bathroom, which is actually just a tiny room with yellow walls, a big round mirror with a little sink under it, and a small wooden chair in front of the sink. My friend sits down on the chair, and for some reason, I start doing her hair. While doing her hair, I vent to her about how M is bothering me. While talking to my friend, I hear M's friend's voice behind me ask: "Why do you hate M?". I turn around and stare at them for a few seconds, as I was startled. But the thing is, I don't hate M; I just don't like them. So I ask them what they mean, and tell them that I don't know what they're talking about. They give me this intense deathstare, and ask me again with a pretty monotonous voice: "Why do you hate M?", and then out of nowhere, they pull M next to them. I'm even more surprised, so it takes me again a little time to answer. I answer "I don't hate M, I don't know where you've gotten that from!". The friend tells me to prove that I don't hate M. I stay frozen for a while, trying to think of something. Then, awkwardly, I give M a hug. I was very uncomfortable, and hated it. But M seemed happy about it, which made it even worse for me. But the friend seemed content with my choice; they just nodded, and then both them and M left. I was left very confused by the interaction, just staring off into the wall thinking: "What the hell just happened?". Yeah, I wouldn't call this a nightmare but it was a VERY uncomfortable and awkward dream. Very unpleasant. I hope this won't ever happen in the waking world lol. I'm never afraid of confrontation as I'm very confronting myself, but this was just terrible.
15th April 2022 9:45 Dream: In a somewhat surreal place. Daytime. There are some platforms? Doesn't seem like there's anybody else around. (recall gap) I'm at a dinner or lunch. It's sunny and bright outside, it looks a bit cold actually. The room isn't very big for a dining room and looks kind of bare apart from the table which fits in lengthways with the room. The window is a bit like the ones we have at home, double-glazed I think. Mom, dad and sibling T are sat at the table and I think I take a seat or am already sitting down too. Then some people enter the room I think, a man in his sixties and one in his fourties; the younger man is the other's son and has a wife who is also in her fourties. All of them are naked from the waist down and have unusually large genitals, two or three times what should be average. The wife has male genitals too, of such a size though she's otherwise average and modest. She has a faded blonde-ish-ness and her hair is tied back. I see all of this while being sat down but they are standing up and talking to us. The couple sits down next to T. Dad is sitting to my left and the other "dad" is serving me bits of food. It looks like we're mostly having meat, possibly mostly charcuterie at that. My small plate has some paprika-ish looking meat and then the older man cuts me some of those thin and long ones. Dad steals it from my plate and then the other guy makes a mock complaint while serving me some more, sitting down himself afterwards. Not sure what happens next, short gap in recall. I'm in the bathroom now, with T? The bathroom has a big double-glazed window down to ankle level or so, with no frosting or anything. I need a wee and try to do something about it but I also watch outside and see a doing being walked just near the window. There are other houses with large front-yard gardens very much like this one, no fences. All grass is neatly mown. After something, we're all leaving for us to go somewhere else. For some reason however, I stay behind and I think I watch the outside some more. It's different now or I'm at a different window, and see a street sloping down. Cobbled? I see them all go down this street, I think the hosts are actually fully clothed by this point. Eventually, as they get just about out of view, I decide that I should come with them too. Another short gap in recall. Then, we're at some kind of restaurant-like place. There are large tables and we walk over to one with six seats ready, but which would have room for eight or more people. There are other people in the restaurant and they're just sitting there. They seem to be staring at us and smiling slightly, I feel a little observed I think. The older man from our host group asks me if I want any crackers and I say yes. It looks like he's made himself a cracker with peanut butter on it. T seems to think this is a bad idea. I don't care and want to eat something, I think after having drunk some Schweppes or something. I'm about to eat the cracker, but my alarm goes off and I wake up.
Long dreams but poor recall again. Dream vividness/in-dream detail has been fairly high. 29th December 2020 Fragment: Was getting out of a house, getting ready to go somewhere. I climb some roof or something like and for some reason I get something really bad in my left leg, it's very painful. My leg gets amputated below the knee. Then I'm in a classroom? I walk around, dealing with phantom limb sensations. I tell some therapist I'll try the mirror box theory later when I get a chance, to try and teach my leg/brain that things are different now. I see B from school and talk to him about some drawings he'd made. The phantom limb can somehow still hold or move a sandal at the end of where my foot would actually be. I can see the old missing bit of my leg, as if it was phasing in and out. 30th December 2020 Dream, fragmented: Driving on a motorway/highway. J and my siblings talking to me in a street? I'm in a city of some kind, it's day time. It seems quiet but not overly so, just like not a lot of people actually live here or lead peaceful lives. J was comforting me in some kind of parental way, but I don't remember about what. At some point my view changes and it becomes top-down. Things look a bit like Factorio. I launch a nuke ICBM from a silo and after going up out of sight it comes back down only a few structures away from the silo. The silo is OK after this but most of the rest in the area gets destroyed; robots quickly start replacing most of it and I try to manually place some alternate structures. (transition gap) At a castle, there with mom and T. We take a walk around the outer area of the castle, close to the walls. At some point I climb up some tower. It's really high up and I can see the sky and the sun, as well as distant mountains. Sunset. Later in the same area, something about a couple of roofers. I take away a couple of carrier bags and T helps me. I ask if they have some drinks because I'm taking the cola away with me. I accidentally lose grip and drop the carrier bag with it down a flight of worn stone stairs. I don't worry and let out an "oops". T gets slightly upset, or annoyed. Then at ground level in an inner courtyard area. I look around and see limestone? yellow-ish stone, into which there are relief carvings and sculptures. I feel compelled to clean these carefully, they're covered in moss and general dirt. (transition gap) Then I'm on a bus with aunt B and mom. B is telling a story about ravines in Germany and how they are very popular attractions. The bus driver is sort of at the middle/back of the bus. It has a weird layout but looks standard otherwise. I think the driver struggles with seeing where he's going and it feels like there's a lot of traffic around us. It's an overcast day but I remember we go through a tunnel at some point. I remember seeing the ravines my aunt was on about, but partly in my mind, but as vividly as if real? (then, many fragments) Views of animated scenes with M/M themes. I think something to myself, a kind of feeling of envy (about the authors?) but the specifics are lost. I look up images of Zor'Drak for some reason. The same themes again, explicit in some cases. One picture is of him with an open maw and a tiny creature on his tongue, pleasuring itself; they both seem to be enjoying the activity. There's a light and warm glow coming from deeper inside the mouth. The description mentions "Ezekiel" and it seems this has something to do with the smaller character.
DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTOINLUCID In this dream, I start out in a theater, and am with two people I know for real. One person is about to go onstage to do a ballerina type performance. I was watching from kinda the backstage, side of the stage, but far enough away that no one in the audience could see me clearly. It was a decent sized theater. So, one of the people I was with went on stage to perform, she wasn't quite dressed for the part. She had this fancy gray tank top on, kinda like what ballerina's wear, but only the top part. She was wearing shorts on stage-she had no time to change. Her routine seemed simple to me, but nevertheless, she did pretty well. The crowd loved her, regardless of her outfit. Then I saw her and the other person I was with go backstage. I went there too. Now, it doesn't really LOOK like we are back stage. We are in this large bedroom type thing, with a good dozen girls in it. There are many beds. The room looked drabby to me. I lay on the bed with the girl that didn't perform. I think she had some sheet of paper on her...She out of the blue mentioned how I don't speak very nicely...That hurt, because I speak quite nicely, I think. I think this happened because I like her and everything, but she just seems SO nice, and like a goody two shoes. I thought I kinda was, but multiply me by 5 . This is kinda a different dream, but it is the same idea, unfortuanatly. I was in this bedroom with one of my friends IRL, and her best friend. My friend tells me how she doesn't like my 'inuendos'-I think that is what she called it...like, some of the ways that I say things. I don't swear or anything, so I wanted her to elaborate....I am quite confused, I think I talk just perfectly fine! They have this book with them about 'inuendos' . Like, a paragraph story as to how they're 'bad' and can be 'taken the wrong way'. Some of the things she mentioned is that I say 'heck', and 'hot'-the story for that one was a goat dying of heat on the sun . There were a couple others that I don't remember. Her friend said some of the things too (even though she doesn't really know me), but wasn't as nice about it. When I asked about the last one, I was getting teary-eyed, she hesitated in continuing, but I told her too. They have this chalkboard and start to do some math, adding and subracting, fractions...to see how much they liked me still! My friend was at 2, and her friend lower then that somewhere...I even saw as a joke 2 people wrote -2 and -3...some people I probably know IRL that used to tease me... That was when I was starting to think about writing into the magazine I read, Girl's Life, and ask them what was wrong with saying 'heck' and calling guys hot now and then .
24.06.2010Two No-Sense Fragments (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID These 2 fragments seem to be completely unrelated. I was in a bus, I noticed the C was sitting with L, they hate eachother. L is a complete idiot, he does things like squirting everyone with water, making a million gay comments a day, and shoving mandarins in my face...i'm allurgic. I was wondering, so I looked for a bit, I noticed that L was flirting with C, and she liked it. I'm amazed I wasn't instant lucid, C at one point tried to set him on fire at school...not kidding. I asked what was going on and C just laughed at me, which I also found wierd. C and I are actually pretty close to best friends. With the second one, I was on the oval and C needed to do something. Same C from above dream. She asked if I could hold her jacket, a normal thing to ask. She then asked if I would hold onto her shirt...(...what?..)...and then she wanted me to hold onto her skirt. No comment, she also hates skirts in real life. I was just confused as she run off to her locker nearly nude.
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