What dream did you just have?

[Alex K]

Mine involved a chemistry teacher, drugs, the police and secret passages. What the fuck. Doesn't help that I just woke up.

To ask the obvious... too much breaking bad?

[Norman Humann]

Lol. Could be, if I watched it :p

I was being accused of smoking pot in the chemistry lab in the night and then I woke up.

[paulpablo]

This dream was so mixed up.
I was in work and for some reason doing a historical dig to get artifacts, I was in a team of three and one of the members was a guy in work who's always doing some sort of deal and he made a deal that whatever we find we split it three ways.
I got lost and ended up playing basketball with 2 black guys and a white guy with dread locks, one of the black guys attacked me but I remember doing some sort of headlock on him and he ended up crying.
But then it turned out I was watching a guy get put into a headlock by another guy on TV, I was sat in my house with a fat girl I wanted to get rid of, anyway she left.
Someone called Betty Jake was somehow hacking my parents home phone and I was getting blamed for it, by my parents. The name Betty Jake was turning up on the phone bill and it was costing them a lot more than usual.

Anyway then I left my house on a bike ride with my friend Trevor, someone called Jason from my old school began following us with a knife, which didn't bother me cos he was quite harmless while he was in school, and I just assumed he was joking. Then a pitbull began chasing me and I remember someone saying "He's only doing it because he had a hard life when he was young". And I shouted back something about that being what everyone says about the worst horrible vicious dogs.

It's crazy how much detail I can remember when I get them down straight away.

[Norman Humann]

I can't remember much of tonight's dream. Something about the gym in my school. And a priest, I think.

[Norman Humann]

It was one of those dreams tonight. I wrote it down shortly after waking up to get all the details.

It all started with a school trip to some foresty place. We were staying at a resort in the middle of the woods. Somewhere in the dream there was some interruption about air planes and lifeguards and a special offer with which you can save money on both.
We were picking some stuff in the forest, which felt kind of like a jungle. Then we went back to the resort, which windows were somehow facing a river and a harbor, where I had to wake up three dumb blondes. Then I somehow found myself in a patio filled with pot plants. For some reason there was an empty plastic bottle there and the rules on the wall, which said no smoking. And the best part of the dream was me making out with my crush from a previous school on the patio. The dream cut off when I was sitting with my crush on the sofa in the next room (with one empty space between us, in accordance with the rules) and a teacher I couldn't recognise blabbing about something and one of the blond girls sitting on an armchair next to us.

This dream literally made my day.

[paulpablo]

I was in work and everyone was slacking, hardly doing any work.
My friend came in and asked me to check something but the computer system was messed up.
Then my friend asked me to go out with him so I went barefoot for some reason, there were goths and punks everywhere, even a gothic band playing in a sort of parade float type thing that was riding by.

Amongst all of this I also remember freddy from nightmare on elm street making an appearance, he trapped me in a room and there was a diary in a glass case, for some reason though I had powers like the main evil guy from baldurs gate 2 irenicus.

I'm glad I started this thread, it's made me realize just how many dreams I have about goths and punks. It's strange really.

[dyresand]

I was working in a Japanese style food stand late at night and i was sitting on a stool reading serving the random 1 to 2 people that would walk by and soon i looked around and seen no one was walking and i though i would
close up and head home as soon as i got up a few guys with katanas and swords walks over and stairs at me looking pretty angry. So i go and say do you guys need anything a menu perhaps and i hand one over and they cut it and i am like not...tonight and crack my neck and i take out a butcher knife and start to fight them off. Pretty much my lucid dream from last night.

[*Deidre*]

I had a dream last night, that I was shot...and the doctors couldn't remove the bullet. No matter who I went to, they told me I needed to accept it. And they told me that I had perhaps one day to live or lifetime. I would have to make the most of the time I have.

I woke up sweating, and all day long I've thought of this dream...thinking that it's poignant considering how I've been fretting over the dumbest things lately. So, we only have today is the moral.

[paulpablo]

I stopped taking my anti-psychotics for a couple of weeks and since that time have been having weird dreams, filled with emotion, like a family member suddenly attacking me for no real reason. It would be nice if I could go back to not remembering my dreams, but since I started a new med, I haven't been as affected by the emotion in my dreams, so I suppose that's better than nothing.

I didn't want to start going into my previous dreams cos I wanted to keep the thread about dreams I've only just had, but what you said here reminds me of my dreams when I was on strong painkillers for a weird wisdom tooth I had that was growing sideways under my jaw like some sort of weird tusk.

I had two dreams in a row that my grandad was trying to kill me, in the first he called the house phone and said my parents have had enough of me and he's going to come down to my house and take care of me (in the al pacino sense not in the nursing back to health sense).

And in the second dream he was outside my work asking to come inside but I could see through the door he was holding a garotte type weapon behind him so I didn't let him in.

[paulpablo]

Ok tonight, I remember the first dream I had which disturbs me now to remember it but at the time it seemed normal, I was in bed with both my parents for some reason, next I wasn't and I was on the floor and my auntie was nudging me and saying "Paul isn't really asleep." This was while my cousin was playing an annoying pop song she wanted to play to us all.
Next......
I was in work, but work was in a field. I was with two old friends from school and an old angry bastard of a manager from work.
I remember the set up was there was an arena for something at one side of the field and that's where I was working I can't remember what I had to do near the arena now, but it was old and medieval looking with wooden sides that I had to sit on at one point.
Beyond that my old school was there for some reason in between two huge phone booths.
My angry manager was walking with me and my two friends and asking what had we been doing all this time and we told him.
He then took us to these phone booths at the end of the field but they were more like massive green houses, in the shape of mini fridges but with see thru doors and walls, with wild plants inside.
My manager opened the doors which I remember thinking wow those doors must be light because they were the size of houses but he was moving them open quite easily.
When we got in there he phoned an operator and was asking could he have milton bearls phone number if he needed to tell him something because his life was in danger, then the manager put the phone down and just said to us "There, that was just to show you that you can get someones phone number if their life is in danger"
Then we were talking through the wild plants and he was talking about milton bearl doing things for the company, and for some reason I got the idea that we were connected to the sewers while we were in the green house and it was the same sewers where the clown lived in the story IT by stephen king so I was asking him questions about that, surprisingly the clown didn't make an appearance in the dream though.
Then the manager asked us when our band was going to start finishing our recordings and I said something like "I didn't know you were into music I just thought you were like an angry bastard."

The weird thing about this dream is that I didn't even remember who milton bearle was so it's weird his name should come in my dream. Apparently my computer says I have googled his name before though so I must have looked it up for some reason in the past.

And that was it.