(I mean, a lot of stuff definitely happened in my dreams, and I can’t for the love of me make any sense of it.)
Author: Decade Dream Journal
Don’t Read While Eating / Gross Content Ahead
I dream that my Gran comes over for lunch and she’s wearing a tank top, a mini skirt and high heels. She’s also dyed her gray hair dark brown. She explains that now she’s vaccinated she wants to live life to its fullest! I’m both amused and uncomfortable.
After lunch we sit to watch a Ben Stiller movie. He’s depressed because his girlfriend left him for another woman. He joins a theater group, they’re on stage with a magical gnome that looks like a dog but is a person. The gnome’s face gets grumpier and grumpier, he starts shivering and finally explodes covering the whole stage with poop. Ben Stiller yells,
I have shit on my teeth!
In Which I’m Stingy
I dream that I’m walking in my neighborhood, an old man stops me and asks me to return his Peanuts comics. I tell him honestly that I don’t remember him ever lending me any comics, when was it? 14 years ago, he says. His mom tells him to stop bothering me; she’s much younger than him, but I don’t find it strange at all. I take out my journal and say I’ll give something else in return, a sticker sheet, maybe? I regret suggesting it right away because all my stickers are precious to me. What about trading cards? I grab a deck, does the old man likes Lord of the Rings? No, he doesn’t. What about… I look through my cards frantically. What about Clint Eastwood? Yes, he does like him!
I give him two Clint Eastwood trading cards.
Kinda Ruined The Whole Room There
I dream that I need to take a bath so I fill the living room with warm water. Eventually my dad opens the door, all the water flows away and I find myself on the cold floor. My cousin arrives, she’s mad at me because she’s a witch and I won’t join her at her fancy European magic school. (Not Hogwarts, she points out. Everyone’s a racist fraud at Hogwarts.) She teaches me how to turn things into gold dust.
Is This Totally Untrue Or Spot On? Guess!
I dream that my high school best friend, after not talking to me for 15 years, starts DMing me about her current life and husband and career. I hate it. I hate that I was in love with her and I never had a chance. I hate that she’s rich and successful. Why did she forget about me?
So Very Godzilla Of Me
I dream that I’m being burned on a pyre because I tried to kill my sister at her wedding. Then I’m a giant destroying the city.
Finally, after two sleepless nights…
I dream about an elegant house built on the sea, where you can go swimming and look for sunken treasures. Then I dream about a 6 foot tall chocolate egg.
Embarrassing.
(Couldn’t sleep last night. Took a nap in the afternoon, can’t remember any of it.)
Science Fiction
I dream that I’m signing up for Facebook, which is something I’d NEVER do IRL.
Fun Times.
I dream that my brother wants to go to Kpop idol college (HILARIOUS). I dream once again about needing to get my high school diploma (I GOT IT TWO DECADES AGO GIVE IT A REST BRAIN!!). And I dream about an old man watching me poop (TYPICAL).
DECADE DREAM JOURNAL 