Category: Dreams

In a math class. The prof is really mad because no one has done any studying. He yells very loudly, then calms down. I go to my locker to get my notes but they’re missing. I talk to a small cute girl about it. She’s flirting with me. I walk with her to the security office and we have to go through a set of gates.

A couple of fragile things fell off a table. Look and they’re all ok. Look under the table and my Doulton is there. Turn it over and it’s missing the hand. Look around and find a hand. Discover that the kids have put a Mickey Mouse doll in the Doulton and it’s using those hands.

Hanging out with Kendra. Talking, I lean my head on her shoulder and she gets pissed, tells me to stop. I do it again and touch her arm.

Getting ready to evacuate, at the gym-it’s flooding. We all get into a big warehouse. It’s tight, and I leave and go back. The flood is all gone. Walk over to an apartment building and there are people moving in. I ask where they’re from and they’ve been planned to move there. The girl says I’d better leave, and guys with masks and guns start towards me. I leave and go across the road.

Hanging out, getting ready to leave. A guy pulls out a blanket from an empty fish tank and there are a ton of bugs everywhere. They’re crawling around and getting everywhere..

Walking into a building, there’s a big glass wall on one side with an open waiting room and a big stuffed giraffe. I’m confused then see an etched label-it’s a dentist. Walk past and through, then go back to eat some clementines naked. A woman walks up and we talk about how hard it is to navigate-she’s a human factors person. I say I’m a UX guy. I think about getting my Masters as I’m driving on an overpass.

At home, trying to drain our septic tank. The hose is funny and I have to move it around. Matt comes to help at the other hole and his shoe drops in. I tell him and he goes in to get it. He gets out and we start the big hose.

Driving down a dirt road, go up and around to use the shortcut. The car behind us goes straight. Make a turn and the snow is deep. Go back the other way, the car is gone and it’s a huge drop instead of a road. Start climbing down the vines that are there. There are lots and it’s pretty easy.

In a tiny fast food place. Try to get by, fight with a couple of people-I’m hitting them hard and nothing happens.

Loading our stuff up to move. Going through boxes, tell someone that that’s not going, put it in another box. Try to load it into the truck, need to back the truck more. Jump up and help.

Trying to help someone with a problem person. Go to grab them and they disappear, just the clothes. Walk around trying to find out what happened.

Hanging out. Someone brings a cute puppy that they want to give away. It sits with us, but wants to go with its owner. Finally it wants to stay, but we’re leaving.

In a meeting room, waiting for dessert. Chatting about stuff. Some of the people know people I used to work with, and we talk about that. We get in line for the table, and I walk over and look at them. I get one that looks like a rose in sugar. Walk over to the lunch tables.

Riding a bike down a path and to the end. Turn around and come back the other way.

Working in an office with some other guy with some design thing.

Look across the landscape towards Long Beach.

Going up to the pole to see how the sun behaves. Get close, and the globe tips and wobbles.

Hanging out with friends, I left a joint lit like incense. Walk around, come back and breathe in the smoke. It goes out. Shot and look through the records I got. Tell them I’m going upstairs to listen. Go up, and Gamelan is playing. Shut down the automatic and chase the kids around the stairs.

Moving to Tokyo for work. Grab a bag that mom made and leave. Get there, going to a hotel-get into a van and go to the hotel. Get out, go in and it’s clearly the wrong one. Go back and talk to the driver. He tells me I picked the wrong van. Go through the bag to find the address of the hotel and the office. Think about where to look for an apartment.

Talking with some guys about updating my resume and a new job. Start making categories and tell the guy to start thinking of categories and lists. Get on the phone with someone and he mentions Scott Wagner. I say that I know a Scott and tell him to ask if he worked at Fabco in the 90’s.

Sitting onstage at a Peter Gabriel concert. He’s playing Steam, and I’m supposed to eat soup. I don’t, and PG is upset.

on top of a building, watch a car run over some people and a building collapse. Run down to help, lots of people there already.

some girl comes into the room with boxing gloves on. Ask her if she wants to spar , I say I’ll go easy. Rummage through a chest to find my gloves.

driving, try to get in the main lane but cars are there. Slow down to wait, there’s a car parked, swerve to miss it, barely clip the left rear corner. Turn around.

Walk down Concord to Walmart. Go in and it’s changed-go upstairs. Turn around and it’s a Target instead. Start down the stairs and some kid tries to fight me. I turn him around, flip him and walk out.

Going to get lift tickets. Climb the stairs, then have to climb up onto a platform to get to the cashiers. Slide over, the one gestures me to stand next to the counter. I chat with her.

In a classroom, we’re going to go out and look at mushrooms. I look at my neighbor and I say “special mushrooms?” He leaves and comes back with a handful. I take half and put it in my pocket. He takes his to the teacher, who takes them and puts them in her desk. I go outside and walk along the sidewalk, looking for mushrooms. Don’t find any. Walk back with Judy B., we stop and she wants to do a trust thing where she lies down and I fall on her and she puts up her knees or not. I try it but get scared to hurt her. I ask a guy to help and lies down and I say that’s not the help I need. She lies down again.

Hanging out on top of a building. Hear shots, look over the edge, and people are coming out of the next building shooting. A couple of people get shot and everybody runs. There are guns dropped everywhere and the cops arrive.

Walking through a ren faire site. Run into Beth F., and we talk about what she’s doing. We sit together.