I dream that I’m staying at a woman’s house in northern Europe, this woman might or might not be Meryl Streep. She speaks something similar to French, but not quite, I think I might like to learn this language. In her bathroom the sink, toilet and bathtub are navy and yellow, her hall is carpeted like a hotel. I spill trail mix all over the carpet and frantically look for a vacuum cleaner.
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I Wish I Ordered Pizza TBH
I dream that a new stationary store opened in the bad part of town, and I decide to walk there. I go halfway before realizing I forgot to wear my mask, I run back home and by then it’s five in the evening and it’s getting dark. Streets are dangerous in the dark, maybe my mom wants to come along?
What about dinner, I ask. We can order pizza, she says.
Some Mornings I Struggle To Remember Anything, Others There’s All These Vivid Details That Have No Logic In Them Whatsoever
I dream that I’m a Hobbit, but Middle-Earth is empty and destroyed. My friends and I fought the Nazguls, our throats were slit and we woke up as modern humans. Our land is still there though, in a parallel dimension at the other side of my school. Sometimes when students ride their horses they can see the horses of Middle-Earth running on green meadows, alone and free, like they’re on the other side of a mirror.
Desperate for a way back, I locate a portal in NYC. My friend C. is there, she wants me to read her new novel. I tell her the story is a bit offensive towards Boris Johnson, doesn’t she know he almost died of Covid? Now she’s (UNDERSTANDABLY) mad at me. I take her back to my house and introduce her to all my cats, including a playful black kitten and two white and gray old fellas, they knocked over their litter box and it gave them a pink eye each.
My mother announces that my sister, her boyfriend and our neighbor S. (who as usual looks like a child) are all moving in. That upsets me so much I start insulting my sister via texts. I need to shower but I waste time being cruel to her, it gets late and people start coming inside the bathroom, because school is about to start and looks like this bathroom is the way in. I can’t close the door because the lock is a broken zipper and my cousin laughs at me for it.
I decide to use the smaller shower at my house. I throw everyone out, start to undress and feel a small hand grabbing my waist. I’m freaked out because that’s not my hand. It’s my neighbor, so small I didn’t notice him, hiding in the bathroom and being a creep. I throw him out too. Then instead of showering I grab my dad’s hair trimmer and give myself a haircut. The result is ridiculous, but I reason it’ll look okay once I get a perm.
This One Left Me Vaguely Unsettled
I dream that I’m watching a movie, or a series of movies, about a girl with… superpowers? No, that’s not it. Some connection to the ground, a tether to the earth’s core? The more her strength grows, the fatter she gets. These are popular movies, there’s even a French remake, but for the life of me I cannot make sense of the plot.
I Was So Smug Right There In The End
I dream that I’m lured on a ship with a group of friends with the promise of ice cream. The ship is rather big and looks like it’s made of metal containers welded together. It can travel on road and also jump over hills, which we do.
My friends tell me they need to hide, so I suggest my uncle’s mountain house. We’re already nearby so we get off the ship and start to climb, arrive in the middle of the night. I say everybody be quiet because he’s sleeping. We hear the sound of a toilet flushing and my uncle appears on the door, he says we woke him up anyway and let us in. My friends are hungry so he says they can eat anything from his vegetable garden.
At this point I see my friends as if through an anime opening, and I realize we are indeed in a cartoon episode. I read online that fans are debating about the setting and I’m fuming because, of course it’s set in my town! Didn’t they see the buildings, the architecture? I go back and rewatch the flight of the container ship, yes, see there, how it jumps over a castle? That is my town’s castle, no doubt.
I’m looking forward to share my knowledge to the rest of the interenet, when my alarm rings, leaving me disappointed.
One Minute Before Waking Up My Mind Gives Me This Mental Image, This Parting Gift
I dream that my cat is with me under the bed sheets. I realize there’s also a broken glass under the sheets, I yell and shove her out, but I’m not quick enough and her paws are now bleeding and full of glass shards. I start to delicately remove them with my thumb and index finger, her meows sound like long and pathetic howls, like she’s in unbearable pain.
It Has Been Warm Here Lately
I dream that I’m at the ice cream parlor, there are so many flavors and I can’t decide. I start with mint, the ice cream man says mint is a complicated flavor, do I know what to pair it with?
Chocolate chip? I suggest. No, he said very seriously, you need something with chemical balance. I end up letting him decide, “as long as it’s crunchy”.
The moment I get my cup I drop it to the ground. Now it’s covered in hair and I try to clean it with tweezers, I waste a lot of time and everyone’s annoyed at me.
That Is Just Cruel
I dream that Biden won and we celebrated the blue wave all night.
I Just Want To Go Out And Take Pictures, Man
I dream that I’m watching a TV show, it’s a love story between a model and a producer. He’s got nice eyes but ugly teeth, he’s old and bony, but surprisingly I’m into it. He looks sweet and melanchonic. In the scene I’m watching they’re talking about Hamilton, specifically praising Renée Elise Goldsberry’s performance, I wholeheartedly agree with them. I want to watch the whole scene again, but I wake up.
Now I’m on a school trip, we walk on a long, white bridge. In front of us there’s a beach, behind us a rocky, misty hill. I take pictures to send my dad, even though he’s also here with me. I explain I’m sending them to the version of him that is sitting home on the couch. Eventually he’ll join bodies with that version.
We climb the hill, there’s an equally misty village on top. We spot a comic book store but it’s closed, maybe they’re on a lunch break? No, someone reads out loud the sign on the door, they’re on vacation on November 1st, 2nd and 3th. All my schoolmates grumble, just our luck.
The sun is setting, now we’re all sitting on the beach around a fire. I take more pictures of my friends, they turn out pretty but too bright.
Just A Little Blood, Really, It’s Fine
I dream that I’m sitting in a classroom during a test with a nice sub teacher. I waste a lot of time trying to copy down the questions, my handwriting is really sloppy. My mother is at the door, she says my brother has a headache and he’s being rushed to the hospital, they’re afraid it’s a brain tumor. That gains me a lot of sympathy and enough time to somewhat finish writing down my answers. My brother turns out to be fine, it’s only a little blood clot in his brain, nothing a headband can’t cure.
There’s other, fuzzier dreams. My sister going to therapy and insisting I come along to listen; a couple in a tragicomic car chase that feels like a Woody Allen movie.
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