I had a dream that I was scooterring from California to Oregon.I almost got run off the road,but the barrier saved me.And it so happened that the semi (that almost ran me off the road) picked me up (scooter and all). The inside of the semi was more like a train or a bus. I sat down and across from me were my two lovers. An older man and a young stud.(who had been driving the semi) I had no idea that they were friends. The older man turned around first and said my name, followed by the young stud. They both got a look on their faces like...what is going on.. I started to tell them,but the older man quickly said something about his wife..or that he was getting married SO it saved me the embarrassment of having to tell them that I was two-timing them. So I was happy because that meant I could be with the younger man.
I told them what I was doing and they were both very impressed that I would scooter all the way. I told them that I had done it before one time before. Apparently in a dream that I had before my mom, my brother Brett, and I had driven the same way, except that we had started off in Utah instead of California. I'd told them that I needed to get to such and such a place, Oregon to stay the night, but that I hadn't reserved a place to stay the night yet.
They didn't really help me...cause the dream switched to another part of the semi. A young girl was practicing dancing. I joined her practice and it was really fun. She was practicing her dance that she would be giving the next day for your grandmother and her family. The older man from before was in her family. They had a family get together the next day. The girl told me that I could stay with her grandmother for this night, but that I had write two copies of a letter asking her grandmother for permission. To get the paper for the letter, we were out of the semi and she was telling me about this man that dumped a whole lot of trash underground. We waded through all the garbage and found writing pads. She took one out and had me start to write the letter. For some reason I was having a really hard time with it. We were back on the semi by this time. Then I was worried about getting there in time.
Then I woke up.THE END>
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
What a Dream!
Do you ever have those dreams that wake you up because they are so disturbing you have no choice but to wake up, and when you wake up that dream is so potent that you begin to cry? You are at the most raw vulnerable state. Last night I had one of those. I was staying at my sister house on her floor. I went to sleep. I began to dream. I had a dream that I got into a yelling fighting match with one of the old teachers that I used to work with. Except the fight wasn't private, everyone was there to see it. After we were done fight, I went around asking people's forgiveness and trying to explain myself. I couldn't really explain myself at all. It was like there were no words. I felt this deep sadness and panic. Some people were okay with it. And some people would not forgive me. Someone said to me, they will forgive you in time. I was really mad at myself as well and couldn't believe the type of person I had become.
I woke up and for a brief second didn't remember my dream. Then it all came back to me; rushing back to me! I began to cry. My sister shifted in her bed and asked, "Are you crying?" I answered back, "Yes, I am..." I began to cry more and she turned completely in my direction. She just held my hand while I cried. And then asked me what was wrong...I told her it was a bad dream. She asked, "What about?" and I told her the story. She told me that those people who truly love you, will forgive you.
I think she was right about that. I am thankful she was there and that she just let me cry. She didn't tell me to stop crying, she just asked, and listened.
I woke up and for a brief second didn't remember my dream. Then it all came back to me; rushing back to me! I began to cry. My sister shifted in her bed and asked, "Are you crying?" I answered back, "Yes, I am..." I began to cry more and she turned completely in my direction. She just held my hand while I cried. And then asked me what was wrong...I told her it was a bad dream. She asked, "What about?" and I told her the story. She told me that those people who truly love you, will forgive you.
I think she was right about that. I am thankful she was there and that she just let me cry. She didn't tell me to stop crying, she just asked, and listened.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Take Off Your Pants!
Sitting in the car after getting home from Taiwan. We are about to go somewhere. My mom, my dad and I. And my mom turns around and says to me: Take off your pants! I reply with: What? Then she answers: yes, I wanna see if you got a tattoo. Are you serious? Yes, I am serious. Then they weren't going to take me anywhere unless I showed them if I had a tattoo or not. And my dad was in on it, too! I was so outraged that I left the car!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Organ Donation Day!
I must be in need of money.
Y'know how there's "Ride Your Bike to Work Day" to help the environment?
Well I had a dream there was "Organ Donation Day" to help people on organ donation lists. On this day, every single person who wanted to donate an organ, did so all at once, at a specific time, on one day (obviously, whatever controls the "well-organized charity planning" part of my brain isn't active when I'm asleep).
I've always wanted to donate a kidney to a random person in need, and in my dream, I also decided to give someone half my liver (I specifically remember laughing with the doctor about something because "the liver regenerates itself, right? haha"). So why not take both out at once? Plus, as I was being wheeled into the operating room, and as they were applying the anesthesia, they told me I was going to get $100,000 for my organ donations. It turns out, that was one of the driving forces behind me donating all along.
Y'know how there's "Ride Your Bike to Work Day" to help the environment?
Well I had a dream there was "Organ Donation Day" to help people on organ donation lists. On this day, every single person who wanted to donate an organ, did so all at once, at a specific time, on one day (obviously, whatever controls the "well-organized charity planning" part of my brain isn't active when I'm asleep).I've always wanted to donate a kidney to a random person in need, and in my dream, I also decided to give someone half my liver (I specifically remember laughing with the doctor about something because "the liver regenerates itself, right? haha"). So why not take both out at once? Plus, as I was being wheeled into the operating room, and as they were applying the anesthesia, they told me I was going to get $100,000 for my organ donations. It turns out, that was one of the driving forces behind me donating all along.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Unrequited Love Requited??
A few nights ago, I had a dream that I ran into my first love. This dream is one of those reoccurring dreams that always seem to pop up from time to time. I ran into my first love and we got to talking and chatting. I thought of what a fool I had been to leave him all those years ago and how blind I was. And that there never would be a better guy for me. Then he confessed that he was still in love with me and had just been waiting for me to be free. He said that he was going to leave his current girlfriend to be with me. I couldn't believe it and I was unbelievably happy. We were going to get married. I still couldn't believe it.
Well, it felt so real, but when I woke up I knew it wasn't the case. My first love is getting married in less than two weeks to a really great girl. I have never met her, but I know they are perfect for each other.
So why these dreams now? Probably because deep down inside, I still love him. I admire the person that he is. Also probably because he is getting married in less than two weeks.
Okay, I have to confess that this isn't the first dream I've had of this situation.
Well, that's a wrap. I will try to dream of guys that are available next time. ;)
Well, it felt so real, but when I woke up I knew it wasn't the case. My first love is getting married in less than two weeks to a really great girl. I have never met her, but I know they are perfect for each other.
So why these dreams now? Probably because deep down inside, I still love him. I admire the person that he is. Also probably because he is getting married in less than two weeks.
Okay, I have to confess that this isn't the first dream I've had of this situation.
Well, that's a wrap. I will try to dream of guys that are available next time. ;)
Sunday, June 20, 2010
The Jumper
*Why is it that the people I haven't seen in years are the most frequent visitors to my dreams? Childhood friends from Alaska are always there in my dreams. This time it was a red-headed kid that I haven't even thought about since the fifth grade. I had this dream a few days ago. Last few nights have been stressful.*
I knew someone had jumped from this building.
It flashed blue neon lights, shining almost obscenely into the comfort of the night. The night smelled like wet pavement, and incense.
I casually pointed it out to you as we walked towards the building. That's the building he jumped from, I said to you. But you already knew about it. It was going to be our hostel for the night.
I had seen the jump from his point of view. I felt the anticipation, fear, and helplessness in the moment that his feet left the roof and he hung, suspended briefly in the air before the sharp and quick descent. I knew the certainty, as heavy as the thud I had landed with, that I was dead.
Jump.
It was a dorm-like hostel, and like many hostels in Asia, we had to remove our shoes before entering. There were dozens, if not hundreds, of shoes thrown carelessly in piles outside the door at the end of the stairwell. My eye caught the dirty yellow converse high-tops. We had to share the beds with strangers.
Then suddenly during the night, we both woke up with no apparent cause. But we both knew we had to go save the jumper -- he hadn't jumped yet. We were early to the event. We could stop him. We ran downstairs, but I couldn't find my shoes, so I grabbed the first pair of shoes I could find, the yellow converses. They were about 3 sizes too big and hung off my feet like clown shoes but I wore them anyways.
We ran out into the cool night air -- but we were too late.
He had already jumped.
The End.
Haiku
The night is silent
Expecting only the dawn
Yellow Converse shoes
I knew someone had jumped from this building.It flashed blue neon lights, shining almost obscenely into the comfort of the night. The night smelled like wet pavement, and incense.
I casually pointed it out to you as we walked towards the building. That's the building he jumped from, I said to you. But you already knew about it. It was going to be our hostel for the night.
I had seen the jump from his point of view. I felt the anticipation, fear, and helplessness in the moment that his feet left the roof and he hung, suspended briefly in the air before the sharp and quick descent. I knew the certainty, as heavy as the thud I had landed with, that I was dead.
Jump.
It was a dorm-like hostel, and like many hostels in Asia, we had to remove our shoes before entering. There were dozens, if not hundreds, of shoes thrown carelessly in piles outside the door at the end of the stairwell. My eye caught the dirty yellow converse high-tops. We had to share the beds with strangers.
Then suddenly during the night, we both woke up with no apparent cause. But we both knew we had to go save the jumper -- he hadn't jumped yet. We were early to the event. We could stop him. We ran downstairs, but I couldn't find my shoes, so I grabbed the first pair of shoes I could find, the yellow converses. They were about 3 sizes too big and hung off my feet like clown shoes but I wore them anyways.
We ran out into the cool night air -- but we were too late.
He had already jumped.
The End.
Haiku
The night is silent
Expecting only the dawn
Yellow Converse shoes
Saturday, June 19, 2010
The Seven Shades of Insanity--Dream Blog!!
Okay, this blog is ours!!! Ha ha hahaha! Connie and I's awesome dream blog is about to explode on the scene. We have both been having crazy dreams, why not share?? ;)
We are basically going to share our dreams when we feel like it! We are very excited. Also if you want to share your dreams too, you can just ask us to be an author on this blog! We are more than glad to accept.
Dream away!
We are basically going to share our dreams when we feel like it! We are very excited. Also if you want to share your dreams too, you can just ask us to be an author on this blog! We are more than glad to accept.
Dream away!
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