Xanous' Dream Journal

Aids:1/8 tea peppermint oil before bed
Methods:DEILD/WILD - FA
Morning Supplements:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Heavy, Ignored WBTB alram. Very tired from the night before.

Lost 1:23AM

I am lost in the woods. I seem to have been backpacking alone. I am somehow able to send my wife a text message but the words are displayed on the side of a mountain. It looks as if someone chiseled it. I don't remember the words but I am calling for help.

Then I notice that I can easily walk down a slope and find an easy way back home. At the bottom I look back and see some text on a mountain side. It is a small and strange mountain. I decide to snap a pic with my phone.

As I am doing so I see a large bear coming to attack me. I quickly throw out all my food from my pack. A partial loaf of bread and some random snacks. I think If I let it have the food that I can climb a tree and it will forget me. So I quickly climb a tree but the bear follows. I go under a large branch and cling to it like I have claws. I can feel it like I am clinging to soft bedding. The bear is right on me. It claws me in the back. I feel a very slight and dull pain and I am hooked. I am able to wiggle away.

I drop down to the ground. And now I am pissed. I find I very heavy and very bulky and thick ladder carved of logs. I see the bear is half way down the tree. I smash it in the head. The impact feels soft like pillows. I hit it again and again. Over and over. I win bitch.

Zombies 6:00AM - ish, between snooze alarms

There are zombies everywhere. People are in groups and are totally overwhelmed and cannot move. I walk among them unseen. The thought occurs to me to help. So I yell at the zombies and taunt them. They can speak too. They mock me and throw something like white paste at me. Then I too get overwhelmed and buried in zombies.

I wake up on top of a phone booth. I briefly wonder how I got there. Then I imagine that climbed on it at the last second and waited for them to leave.

There was something about papers and a bad grade.

Now I am on a porch swing at my parents house with a laptop. It is sunny and bright. I see a girl walk down the street to the neighbors house. She is wearing a white skirt and a dark top. She is excited about something. And talks to another girl about it.