Upsetting...

Upsetting dream. Another in the series where Mother is upset at me. Was working at Tulsa Adjustment Bureau and Mother decided to tag along. Her and I got into an argument and it escalated to the point where we took it to Beverly Ryan to bring her into it. I told Mother that she's been deceased for four years and that she's not really there. I even told her that day's date, and Mother didn't believe me. Mother got violent and I had to call the police. I ran and hid. I was in the middle of the street, surrounded by oncoming traffic. Two people came to rescue me, pulled me up by my arms and dragged me back to where TAB was in my dream. Along the way I recited the rosary.

Been A While

Well it's obviously been a while since I've posted anything on the topic of my dreams, but that's not to say that I haven't been dreaming.

Last night I had a dream about Mother being very cruel to me, so much to the point that I was crying in my sleep. I woke up briefly for the UPS guy (my light therapy device arrived), and went back to sleep. Had a dream about talking on the phone with Brianna and singing "Gypsy" by Fleetwood Mac to her, as she laughed uncontrollably.

General Update

It's been a while since I've posted, but not because of a lack of dreams remembered. I've just been lazy. A few days ago had a dream about Josh Jones, that I had done something really awful to him, but he blamed it on someone else. I kept my mouth shut. Cut to me and him in bed together, which was rather unpleasant. There I told him that I was the one to do the horrible act, whatever it was.

Planetarium At Mayo Meadow

Disjointed dream that I had to get a job at a planetarium within a library located at the old Mayo Meadow. The hired me on, and asked me to copy some detailed text, using onion-skin paper cut into small squares. I apparently didn't do this correctly, as the male head of the library was upset with me. I had much trouble fitting in with everyone else, and few were sympathetic with me. While all this was happening, we were also trying to avoid certain people that were like zombies, who were very dangerous.

I went back home to the house on 22nd place, and went straight to the kitchen where I had to fold a section of cloth in a certain way to fend off these zombie-like people. This all passed, and I was in the living room with Mother. It was late at night and the living room was quite dark, save for the television. She asked me to play a DVD for her, and explain the concept of anamorphosis in detail.

Boyfriend, Religion & Brother

Unusual dream about having a fling with a beautiful guy, in college and too busy to fit me in his schedule. Within the dream I had "memories" of making love, spending time together, etc. I had to go to great lengths just to get to his dorm. Richard was waiting for me in a truck down the road. I was pulling a small wagon with some sort of material inside, and approached a gated area with a security guard, just to get to his dorm. (Author's note: the guys was definitely influenced by Lorne Little, a guy I "dated" for a while, but was too busy to really see me.) Somehow I wound up in a stadium-like cathedral, in the middle of mass. (I watched a program about the Colosseum, which probably influenced the dream.) I went downstairs, below the altar and found a woman who rented cars, so I could drive to see this guy. I had him on a cellphone and tried arranging everything. I had to rent the car because otherwise I'd have to walk a great distance, in the middle of summer heat.

At the moment I can't recall any more of the dream.

General Dream Update

Yeah, haven't been posting my dreams regularly these days, but that doesn't mean I haven't been dreaming. They've been a bit difficult to remember lately, I think partly because of the CPAP I wear. But a running theme has been me moving and losing things along the way. Running into Heather Hill, then things go awry. Some dreams of being pursued by "thugs", barely avoiding confict and violence. No medical dreams recently.

Party, Corwin

I'm at a high-class party, with Brianna at my side. The party takes place in a very posh hotel. At some point I'm alone and find a bag of pot sitting on the floor of a balcony. I take it. Somehow Brianna later finds out and gets really mad at me. I recall her saying "fuck off".

Cut to living at the Corwin's. The second floor add-on is my living space, but several rooms are off limits. It's much more akin to living in a loft. Getting up the stairs requires a great deal of climbing, with the risers of the staircase being of large proportion. There's a lot of tension and anger between me and Linda. Shelli tries to mitigate, and the two of us have a heart-to-heart. I go between milling around the first floor to going to the second floor to try and get some privacy. I wind up petting a rabbit on my bed.