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Dreams 3/24

 

3/24

  I swore I wrote down this first dream, but I must’ve dreamed that too. Let me see what I can recall. It took place in a dirty old derelict house in the country with a young man or two. I hitched a ride in the back of a pickup truck, but they didn’t want me coming along. Ron kept waking me up telling me about Fentanyl Barbie. I freaked out saying that I’d cursed Mattel for giving Skeletor tits and a miniskirt. I didn’t know that my curses worked so quick. 

  I fell back to sleep at 5:30 am. This dream took place at Wicks-n-Sticks at Christmas. My boss was Pam from Job Corps. I thought this meant that she was dead and discovered that Job Corps closed. It was an infectious haunted pit. I loved Pam. She was way better than Patti, my crazy boss from Wicks-n-Sticks. Back to the dream. I don’t like to elaborate, but I discover a lot of things from my dreams. The place was heavily decorated with snow houses and animatronics. All kinds of adorable stuffed owls were all over the floor. A tent was set up for crafts, and a very nice older gentleman, Tom, was going through a big colorful pop-up book. A woman reached over and tore off the head of a big pink TIKI looking god by accident. Then she left the tent with a younger girl saying that she wanted to invite Tom to the airshow but did not want to pay for him or buy him a pretzel. A young lady gave me an enormous brownie. It was very thin, like pizza, with a crusty bottom. I shared it with my ex, Paul, who was sitting in a group. 

  My third dream was about aquariums, but Frankie woke me up. Ron had put him in the garage, and he was tearing up the door. It sounded like somebody was breaking sticks. That’s what woke me up.

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Dreams 3/22

 3/22

  I was going through my Easter basket; Mummy was with me. She asked me what I was going to do with my hydration station and the twenty-five dollars that she had given me. I told her that I’d probably buy more clay. She asked how many dolls I could make with a block of clay. I told her, three. She said, “That’s good!” Then Ron woke me up banging on my door with Frankie. I gave him the finger and slept on the couch. 

  The second dream took place at an aquarium. Mummy and Becky Galbraith were there. Becky and I had made up. There were enormous hatchet fish, and I showed Mummy how big they were with my hands. I was looking for a bathroom when a guy from the group pointed out some barbs, sleek black fish. 

  The third dream should’ve been epic, but I am so sleep deprived. It began alongside the car in a parking lot on a class trip to a fair. I had lots of girlfriends along, but none that I recognized from real life. I wanted to make an old-fashioned plastic mermaid. The female vendor told me that it would cost ten to thirty-five dollars. I said that my money was in my bag in the car. My girlfriend said that she’d lend me the money. The vendor was showing me plastic bags filled with odd things: emblems, Mucha sorts of designs, and other old-fashioned stuff, but nothing like the little mermaids that were supposedly do-it-yourself from a pressed mold, I presumed. The last bag had a polished bronze relief of Neptune fixed to a piece of clear turquoise plastic, something like a little fishing rod, a tiny compass, and other brassy fixings. I took that one. My teacher or chaperone, a tall white middle-aged man, was talking to somebody about canceling a loan. I passed a big bin full of things like a navy-blue wool stuffed elephant. We were heading towards the car when Ron had the actual gall to wake me up again. Then he asked me for breakfast. I told him that I’d fix him a middle finger sandwich along with a thank God Dana isn’t running away omelet.

 

Dana's Dreams

Dana's Dreams Two 

Revenge of the Dream Hog