Can’t remember much today. Something about travelling in space, and something about being cooked to death in an oven.
Author: Decade Dream Journal
The French Actor
I dream that I’m at the mall with my dad, we just had a fight so now he’s trying to be nice to me, and very motivated to help me pick some bed sheets.
It’s dark and pouring rain outside. We see the police in the parking lot handing out speeding tickets, so we run back inside the mall, getting thoroughly wet in the process.
The stores inside are all in the process of closing. Dad sits at s cafe table, looking miserable. I see two girls pointing at him, whispering and laughing, I go right to confront them, they say,
Don’t you know ge was nominated for an Oscar?
I go back to him and now he’s not my dad at all, he’s a man with a round face, glasses and chestnut hair. I tell him the news, we try to Google his name (I can’t remember it exactly but it was a French name). There’s quite s lot about his acting career, but nothing about an Oscar nom. It was only a cruel joke, abd now the French man looks disappointed.
I Do Feel Guilty Now Because I Didn’t Feel Guilty There.
I dream that I come across the old neighbor lady who always takes shortcuts through other people’s courtyards and parking lots. A man asks her what she’s doing, she mutters something about being lost. I exchange a glance with the man and roll my eyes, to let him know she’s full of s***. As I walk away, the man yells at the old lady to go back to her country (!!). I figure, maybe she’s got senile by now and was really lost? Whatever. None of my business.
Same, Girl, Same.
I dream that it’s the last day of school (but it’s May! I think privately); some sort of guerrilla is once again happening outside the building. I go home and I’m welcomed by a basket of rescue kittens: oh, right, I should bring them to the vet at some point. I sit down to play Sims, my current family has a child with green skin and a “hate teenagers” personality trait. Indeed, she kills a teen, and I have to move the whole family next to a beach amusement park.
Snippets! Or Maybe One Long, Disjointed Dream
I’m watching Smallville with my neighbor. He tells me he’s in 7th grade.
My dad goes to the hospital. Nobody can figure out whats wrong with him because they’re so overwhelmed and understaffed.
I find my brother installing Sims mods on my computer. “How the hell did you get my password?!” I demand. “I used Laura’s account” he says. Who the hell is Laura?
I sneak into a building to try and steal a key. An old lady notices me, I pretend I live there and just lost mine. She helps me search until I pretend to give up. I leave and she leaves too, we both walk in the same direction which is embarrassing, so I start running.
I’m playing Papers, Please but now it’s an elaborate Japanese RPG, there’s a king and queen and generals I can romance. I’m trying to operate a cannon and struggling with the controller when I wake up.
A Woman After My Own Heart
I dream that I’m playing D&D with the Critical Role cast. We hear noises and a door slamming open, Matt looks sheepish. He says we gotta stop for today because a friend is coming over.
Maya Rudolph walks in with her assistant, acting like she owns the place. She calls me by my name (I’m honored she knows it) and tells me to keep my cat away because she’s afraid of it. I assure her I never let my cat out of the house.
“Gosh, I wish it was Christmas,” says Maya, “It should be Christmas every weekend.” I absolutely agree with her. She says we should all go on a New York shopping spree, she’ll pay. That’s a magnificent idea, but I need to run home to change first, will they wait for me?
In my bathroom at home I try to put on a pink sweater, but I’m so impatient I tear holes in it. Oh well, this old blue hoodie I’m wearing will have to do. I look in the mirror and see I’ve somehow grown a mullet, but there’s no time to fix that now. I’m putting my jacket on in a hurry, ready to leave, when my dad grabs a pair of scissors and cuts my hair. He’s given me a fairly good pixie cut in under two seconds, but now I’m covered in my own hair and I’m mad at him.
It’s too late, Maya and the others have already left on a plane. Apparently my cousin knows where they went, we track her down in a crowded village, we look up at her balcony and yell her first and last name…
I wake up, for a moment I’m devastated that I’m not actually gonna go shopping in New York.
Hey, At Least School Is Over
I dream that it’s the last day of school, I stay behind with a visiting student from West Asia; his name is Ana and he’s really sweet, I feel we have a connection. We watch several Person of Interest episodes until he says it’s time for him to take a plane and leave. I give him a book about the history of religions as a partying gift.
I want to go home too but there’s unrest in the streets, guerrilla fighting and things are on fire. Some boys shoot and miss with a sniper rifle from a balcony, they’re giggling. It’s pouring rain.
I Wish
I dream that I came in second at a photography contest, everybody is complimenting me and I feel very accomplished. Before going back home I stop at the beach, it’s dark and the moon just shines over the water. I strip naked and walk into the sea, I close my eyes for a while and just relax.
Super Low Stakes
I dream that I’m playing Legos with some girl friends, we have a big, yellow tent and we’re supposed to play camping with, but nobody is really committing. I send everyone away because I just want to play on my own at this point, and now I’m the one on the mountains, sleeping in the yellow tent.
In the morning I see a woman cutting down grass from a meadow, she’s working hard and I want to help, but she says she’s good on her own. I insist, eventually she says I can go with her to the store. We climb down to the village, the woman apologizes because it’s summer and too hot, but I don’t feel hot at all.
I want to buy snacks, but the village store is so small there’s barely some chips. The shop keeper wants to sell us pizza, we don’t know how to tell her we already made our own from scratch.
An Eventful Day I Guess
I dream that I’m at school, it’s a three hour class and everybody else is tired and bored, but I’m very excited because the teacher started writing in Japanese on the blackboard and I want to show off the little Japanese I know. Finally it’s time for a break, but before recess all the girls have to go through an ob-gyn visit. When it’s my turn I tell the doctor I have my period, he says “You’re excused [dramatic pause] this time.”
I go to my cousin’s house, bringing a stray mama cat with two kittens I found. Brie Larson is there because she goes to my school, I think this is an important fact that I’ll need to write on this very dream blog, even though people could just google where Brie Larson goes to school and find out where I’m from. Later I go back to collect the kittens, I kinda don’t want to separate them from their mama but she died in the meantime, so everything turned out okay.
I go to the supermarket with my cousin. I’m wearing only flip flops on socks and it starts raining outside, so I sit in a corner and start putting on my shoes. Some old ladies start teasing my cousin because her mom died. I tell them to fuck off. My cousin thanks me.
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