I dream that my sister is back home and miserable because she just had an abortion; I still won’t share a room with her. My cat dies because I’ve fed her a sponge from the kitchen; when I realize what I’ve done I try to get her to throw up, but it’s too late. I cannot stand to be alone, I decide to buy a cream colored kitten named Beatrice.
Tag: sister coming back
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.
Anxiety Really Does Feel Like You Can’t Breathe
I’m about to wake up, worrying I don’t have any dream to write down. I can feel my blanket covering my face, I open my eyes and can only see a close up of the fabric with red light filtering through it. I feel like I can’t breathe and that’s silly, because it’s summer and I sleep with no blanket at all.
Now I’m in my mom’s bed, I can hear her talking from the living room, but when I turn she’s there on the other side of the bed. “How can you be in two places at once?!” I ask. She silently rolls over and smothers me (my mom’s quite fat.)
Now I’m back in my own bed, I can see my sister sitting on the floor, giggling. Is she really back, or am I still dreaming? I poke her with my foot. She’s still giggling. I’m still not sure, but I kick her for good measure.
One part of my brain is taking notes to write this all down on my dream blog. Actress Katy Manning is narrating my thoughts; she’s walking down a beach wearing a big red flamenco dress. it’s night and the sky is covered with a myriad of starts, and the Aurora Borealis too,
When I wake up for real it takes a few minutes to convince myself I’m not still dreaming.
Meeting People
I dream that my sister came back home and we fight fight fight. I’m in town sitting on a bench, talking about it with my dad, when the Queen of England sits on my other sides. She thanks me for helping her the last time, and I absolutely don’t remember ever meeting her before. She needs my help now because she wants to show Hercules, the Disney cartoon, to Prince Louis and doesn’t know if it’s appropriate for his age. I assure her I used to love Hercules as a child. We speak in different languages and she compliments me on my pronunciation. She notices I’m looking dejected, she learns about my sister and nods gravely. Okay, she says, early tomorrow morning we leave from Bangkok and you’re coming with us. I say no, absolutely no, I can’t travel, I don’t even have a swimsuit. It’s out of the question. The next morning I’m on a Thai beach.
Then I dream that I’m Lady Gaga trying to infiltrate a Nazi stronghold. Hitler himself is there and he’s looking for me, but thankfully with a surgical mask on my face, no eye makeup and a fake accent he doesn’t recognize me.
As Usual
I dream that my sister is back; I want to go buy a new planner because mine has ran out of pages, how did I not notice? But I need to go to the bathroom first and my sister has locked herself in it. I try to poop in an empty cereal box on the balcony, but there’s a hailstorm and it’s just too much.
What’s Funny, I Haven’t Seen My Sister In A Year Because Of Covid
Once again I dream that my sister is coming back home. She has two friends with her, whose only job is to make fun of me. Sis is determined to share our childhood room with me this time, I’m determined not to give it up. Horrible fighting ensues. The neighbors hear me yell and I know they are judging me.
Summer Is Looming
I dream that weather has suddenly warmed up, to the point it’s now summer. My sister is back home and we’re sharing a room once again, like when we were children; for once I’m not angry about it. She wants to go to sleep and I do too because I’m exhausted, but my pajamas are too warm and I need to find a t-shirt, also I’m 1000 steps short of my daily pedometer goal. I lay on the bed and start kicking my legs in the air, hoping it will help.
Another One I Have No Memory Of So I’ll Just Paste My Notes
I dream that I’m playing a complicated quest game that has real consequences with my siblings. We rummage through a box of old photos to find a code that will open an obelisk. We have to compete on a cooking contest. An old man appears from nowhere and asks for a cup of tea. In the end I have a teary heart-to-heart with my sister; I still wouldn’t let her back to my room though.
I’m Not Even Bothering
to write this all down again. My sister comes back home. I’m upset. I don’t want to share a room with her like when we were kids. We fight. I’m a ball of rage and anxiety. I’m convinced it’s all real and only waking up brings some relief. I’m so sick of dreaming about this.
Also My Building Was A Hospital Again But Who’s Counting
I dream that my sister has come back home. I’m minding my own business, looking through a bunch of socks I ordered, and her bed is made and here she comes. Like always I grab her sheets and toss her outside the door.
DECADE DREAM JOURNAL 