Just Another Dream Journal

I laid down after a bath some time after midnight and I woke (grudgingly) at 2:25AM. I slept at a bad angle with the lights on.

They were all horrible, horrible dreams.
Rabbits was the main theme as was delinquent behavior from my children.

I was living in a large house. I decided to reclaim one part of it for myself because the kids had thoroughly destroyed it and they had too much access to come and go as they pleased. The area was almost square shaped, but divided into 4 sections. At the bottom of the square was one bedroom. My 15 yo daughter was hanging out with a much older guy (19-22 or so). Every time I tried asking questions, he acted grossed out, as if I was hitting on him. That bottom room was my daughters.
Above it, to the left, was a door to the outside and a stairway to the attic. To the right was another room, though small. At the top of the square was another bedroom- unclaimed and used as storage for the most part.

The dream began as drama from my daughter. She wanted me (expected me) to drive her here and there, but I told her she HAD to get back to the shelter NOW or else she'd get into even more trouble. It dragged out for awhile, as I was trying to clean messes and piece together broken furniture and torn papers.
Then I go back to the room that was actually mine and looked like mine IRL. At some point, I acquired 4 or so rabbits. I kept yelling at my kids and scurrying after them to close all the doors and windows so the cats and dogs wouldn't eat the rabbits. I was late a couple of times. A larger bunny laid in halves at the entrance to the door. The cats started the job but the dogs were trying to finish it off. The rabbit was reddish colored with the sweetest disposition. There was nothing we could do for it, so my oldest son carried it outside so the animals could finish their meal and the rabbit wouldn't have died in vain.
But when I got back to the room, Brooklynn (dog) had a teensy bunny in her mouth. I wrestled with her and eventually pried her jaws open, but not before I heard a very loud crunch as the babies skull was penetrated.

At that point, I left. I laid the baby with its family and started changing rooms again. My oldest son said he thought the bunny would be okay, but it sat up at one time and blood gushed everywhere.
I was enraged and very sad.
I grab the rabbits container and carry it to the new room. 15 year old daughters guy friend had to make a phone call. There was a devise on the wall- like a network box for computer cables with a little plastic applicator that looked like large tweezers, which he was using to place the call.
While he did that, I transfered the rabbits into 2 larger containers, but later realized the containers were full of water. I dumped them and the rabbits poured out. I quickly tried to gather them, but the littlest one (with her head chewed) was absolutely nowhere to be found. I focused on the others. They then resembled stick figured dolls with absurdly long feet and legs which could twist around each other.
I did infant CPR on a couple of them then put them up to my ear to listen for breath sounds. They were going to live.
The cats and dogs kept breaching the perimeter and I was majorly stressed, trying to figure out how to keep them out. One of the main doors was broken, so I tried coming up with a way to jamb it shut.
I became increasingly enraged as I took in the extent of the damage. Many things were broken beyond recognition and almost all of it was my stuff- useful items as well as keepsakes from my past (not IRL though)

I was griping about everything my kids were doing, I hated the other animals and eventually, I woke up in pain over my neck.

Two other dreams occurred alongside the above. In one, people were getting in trouble for stealing electricity. They'd be in power wheelchairs or other electric-powered vehicle. They'd approach people and ask for just a little electricity to help them get home. But it was some sort of scam and the government was getting hard on the thieves. I thought the law was silly because so long as I paid for the power, what did it matter where the power went.

In the other side dream, someone was murdered in the large house and I was tracking the killer down. I found a mattress and when I moved it, it fell apart from underneath. One of my kids had started a fire and used the mattress to drown the fire.


That's all I can remember at this point. Some aspects were triggered by movies I watched throughout the day as well as an annoying phone call I received from my 15 yo daughter while shopping earlier this evening.