I just got back from our band's pre-festival concert... My instrument wasn't working for all of the first song and almost all of the second. The band still sounded great, though, so... It's all good, I guess.
~~~J~~~
I know there were two dreams here, but I only remember one. Grrr! I know the other one was important!
-AP fail-
I was in my house, and there was someone who was either trying to catch or kill me and my friend who I'll just call J. I ran upstairs to my room and pulled the door back like it was made of elastic, getting ready to snap the crazy person with it when he came after me. J came up, and I almost hit him with the door. He ran into my room and I slammed the door and told him to help me hold it shut. I think his sister might've been there, too.
~~~Zippy's Puppies~~~
-AP fail again-
-Zippy is my grandma's dog. He's a german shepard/rotweiler mix.
I woke up from the last dream(s) and had another AP fail; fell back asleep.
I was outside my house, playing with Zippy's puppies. They were so adorable and fluffy!! It was raining a little. Then I went into my grandma's house, and my aunt said something about how she wondered how I could be outside when it was so cold out.
(The puppies looked like that.)
~~~Music~~~
I was kind of half-awake, half-asleep during this one. I don't even think it's really a dream--more like the start of one.
There was some kid singing a song, and I remember thinking I needed to pause it and write down what he was saying. But I didn't, and in my half-awake state I marveled at how beautiful the music was.
~~~Wood Spill~~~
Two men had to deliver wood somewhere. They had to test it before the sent it out, so they both headed in different directions. One of the men got into a white truck and went down a dirt road that ran alongside a river. There was a sign on the side of the road, but I can't remember what it said. It was about the name of the place; I think the word 'Timber' was in it. The man stopped the truck suddenly and the wood went flying out all over the road.
Then, the truck and the man were gone and there were 7 or so kids who looked like they were in their late teens. I was also there. We all started picking up the pieces of wood, but some of them had gotten into the river. There was a long piece that was apparently important, because everyone was going, "No! Not the big piece! Stop it!" as it went down the river. I dove into the water to get it, but couldn't. I swam over to a pole that was sticking out of the water. All of the other people were there. One of them handed me a piece of paper and said it was my essay.
Then the scene... Hm. It kind of fell/dissolved/faded into another, but it was still the same dream. The pole in the water stayed, and was then helping to hold up the roof of a small gazebo-type thing that me and the rest of the people were in. It was dark out. Another group off to the side was gathered around a cell phone that had pink and green lasers coming out of the screen.
"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me," one of the guys in the group I was in said. He took out a phone and even more lasers came out of its screen. I guess it was some kind of laser show competition. I walked out of the gazebo and the scene shifted a bit again so the place I was in changed to the inside of my grandma's house. The rooms were all weird, though, and the stairs were in an odd position. I went up them somehow and found that someone else was living in my room. There were a few thick books on a shelf. I remember one of them was Bambi.
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Something I've noticed is that locations/houses never stay what they are for long. One house tends to become another, and one place can turn into a different one. That's definitely a dream sign for me, but I'm not entirely sure how to use it to my advantage. RC every time I go near a building?
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