I dream about fighting with my dad because I don’t want to go to school. What’s the point, I yell, they’re never gonna let me graduate! It’s December 24th, the universe keep sending me signs that I should look up a certain nonprofit. I finally do and read the story about a young man who dreamed of opening a bakery, invested money with the wrong crowd and was arrested. I manage to save his last creation, a cream snowman standing on a red table entirely made of chocolate. The cake has crumbled and the pieces are covered in cat hair, but I think it’s still salvageable and bring it home for Christmas.
Tag: Christmas
This Is Gonna Be A Recurring Thing Huh?
I dream that it’s December 24th and our Christmas tree isn’t up yet, we go to the basement and rummage for decorations, but all the while I’m uneasy because how did we get to December? I’m pretty sure it was July just a moment ago. I “wake up” into another dream and now it’s the right month and I feel vindicated.
The Ceremony Made Me Cry BTW
I dream that I walk into the living room and find my family decorating the Christmas tree. I’m sure it’s summer so I must be dreaming. I start to panic because if I’m asleep I’ll miss the Olympics opening ceremony, and I won’t be able to go to the pharmacy either. I decide to jump out the window, hoping the shock will wake me up. It’s night outside, and I land on a layer of snow; I don’t feel cold at all though, I don’t feel anything. People are pointing and laughing at me from windows and balconies. I spot a man holding a rifle and beg him to shoot me. He fires three times, I don’t know if I’m hit because I still can’t feel anything. I wander into the streets and grab people by the shoulders, begging them to wake me up because I need to go to the pharmacy. They ignore me.
It takes several tries of waking up in my bed only to realize it’s not real, but I finally make it out.
I’m Actually Enjoying This Summer Tho
How many times this week? Well, I dream that it’s Christmas and we’re all together next to the tree, and my sister’s there, and I check and double check that summer is really over.
Oddly Satisfying
I dream that I’m home celebrating Christmas with old friends, as always glad that Summer’s over. My old best friend M. teases me about crushing on cartoon characters when we were children, and how she already knew I was gay back then. I tell her I’m bi actually, even though I like women better.
Some black haired guy arrives, flirts with my friend. Everybody is amused because they know I’m gonna be jealous. I try to ignore him as he goes towards the bedrooms, then we hear screaming: I find him on one knee and my sister outraged, she threw a box of pencils at him because he proposed after meeting her for the first time. I grab him by the collar and drag him back to the living room, throw him on the floor, straddle him and start throwing punches. My technique isn’t too effective, but it feels good.
Happy Summer!
I dream that I’m looking after a neighbor’s adorable baby girl, she starts throwing up and I call a doctor. I go out for a bit she’s dead and they’re holding her wake.
Then I dream that we’re about to sit at Christmas dinner with the whole family in our mountain house, I also invited a few friends, four girls from the early 1900s who are studying to become career women, lawyers, scientists etc. The table is outside and it’s night, a bunch of people arrive singing carols. My late Grandpa P. gets up and throws a golden key at the crowd, a man catches it and demands to sleep with me. I tell him to go to hell. We all go home on a rented bus, I’m distraught because I can’t find my jacket.
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.
Xmas Again??? Star Wars Again???
I dream that I’m watching a Christmas movie with my siblings. There are three happy children living in a really cold place, shopping at the local market. That night they fall through a mirror and end up on a sunny mountain, surrounded by rocks and strange mushroom. I recognize the place, it’s Naboo! Queen Amidala approaches, but she’s a CGI cartoon, like in Clone Wars.
Typical Mom
I dream that it’s Christmas Eve and my mom has prepared nothing. No lights, no food, no presents. I’m heartbroken.
Sushi Lovers I’m Sorry
I dream that it’s Christmas, and I’m having dinner with Laura Bailey and Travis Willingham. Laura gets a box of sushi, asks if that’s okay. I’m not particularly fond of sushi but I say, sure. I open the box and there’s only shrimp in it.
DECADE DREAM JOURNAL 