sleeping in the top bunk inside a yurt at nehalem bay i have another dream of a house with odd doors and passageways and corners including a cellar stairway with some sort of bubbly glass shower door rigged across it with inner tubes and baling wire- someone opens it for me and i feel delighted- special! Continue reading
Dreamblog MVP Gina writes:
Driving in the country, there was a man I admired very much, but I was also afraid of him. I was in pain somewhere. We arrived at a house. We were in the kitchen – something I remember about something he said – about helping me. About cleansing.
In the kitchen I was hurting and he took a pair of scissors and sliced the inside of both my upper thighs. Continue reading
Rachel writes:
I’m in the bathroom of my grandmother’s house, trying to kill all the mice that have moved in there. It looks empty, but apparently you can’t put down a bowl without catching several mice, so I’m doing just that. I put down a bowl in the empty bathtub and suddenly it’s full of tiny mice scratching around and trying to get out. So, I pour them into a paper bag at my side, and keep scooping them out. Inspired by what was apparently an iron and wine song about killing mice in the bath tub (it started playing in my mind and I thought it’d be a great idea), I take the little mice out and throw them against the tiled wall. They leave red smears of blood where they hit. Continue reading
Filed under: Dreams | Tags: animals, bathrooms, relationships, travel, vampires, werewolves
Max writes:
The dream begins with me wandering through post-apocalyptic NYC- nobody’s around, all the buildings are ruined and dark, and it’s a very cloudy night out. I go inside the building that I live in, chat with some of the people around, and notice everyone looking hungrily at this one blond girl. It turns out that we are all vampires and she used to be one, but is now human. Of course we have to control ourselves, as there are very few humans left to feed on. I don’t think I can handle it, so I tear out of the room in a quasi werewolf form and head to the roof. Continue reading
Emily has sent us the following two dreams:
1) My dream involved a trip to the Body Shop (a strip club on Sunset Blvd. in Hollywood, CA) specifically, the ladies room, which was still left in 1970’s decor style – wood paneling and avocado green carpet. There was one area of the bathroom where the walls were literally about one foot apart and as I walked through I got stuck. There was an older Asian lady walking by with a cleaning bucket and I asked to give me a hand. She giggled and said “in a minute” then I managed to squeeze my way through that tiny hallway, but not without a moment of feeling claustrophobic in my dream, all the while thinking “so *this* is how they keep all the dancers thin…this is SO not up to building code. Continue reading
I dream of dada 