Tag: Legos

Catching Up

Posted on by Decade Dream Journal

I dream that I’m watching a movie with Brad Pitt. He shrinks into weirder and less intelligent little creatures, looking like those ugly gargoyles on top of medieval churches. He gets tiny and bony with long limbs, and he moves around rolling. Eventually he turns into a long thing with short legs, similar to a dachshund, with tiny wings on his back. “I’ve regressed back into my purest form: I’m now an angel,” he says, and flies away.

I dream that I have three feet, two of them facing opposite sides at the end of my right leg. It suddenly occurs to me that this isn’t normal and most people only have two feet. I go to God and explain him the situation. He sends me to the Divine Supermarket, I check through the isles and pick up the Toothpaste of Sexual Prowess, then put it back; it’s not gonna help me, nothing here can. Eventually mi sister cures me with phoenix juice.

I dream that my sister is leaving for a fancy foreign school and needs a place to spend the night before boarding her plane. We look into renting a Lego house: this is not a regular sized house made of Legos, but a tiny toy house that she will fit in somehow. We contact a guy but the price for his Legos are really inflated, so I decide to just lend her my old toy house instead.

That night we are celebrating at a food stall, the cook immediately recognizes us as the cheapskates that didn’t rent his Legos. A fight ensue and we are all arrested. Now we are a family of redheads at the police station, our mom is a Mediterranean-looking woman who can slow time, but just for a little bit. We are tasked with searching tokens and puzzle pieces around the room, if we can complete the puzzle we’ll go back to yesterday before being arrested. The stakes are high and we’re all sweating and panicking, but we complete the puzzle just seconds before the guards arrive!

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Super Low Stakes

Posted on by Decade Dream Journal

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.

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Quality Sibs Time

Posted on by Decade Dream Journal

In this dream I’m getting along with my siblings, for a change. We’re playing with our Legos, I’ve put together a big sister and a little brother with pig ears, nose and tail. He needs surgery! I yell. I scratch away his eyes, but then I drop him and can’t find him anymore.

My brother starts turning purple and floating against the ceiling. I google his symptoms, and yes, it’s Covid! What am I gonna do, I need to go back to work, I can’t be quarantined. I call the hospital for help, Sandra Oh answers the phone.

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