Saturday, December 27, 2008

X girlfriends

Dreams of X-girlfriends are sometimes the worse. I have dreams about everyone of them and it's not much fun.
Friends,family and people I don't even know are at this party having a great time. But I'am not because my girlfriend decides shes going to sleep without me. Not sleep with someone else, just go to sleep by herself and I'm not invited to go to sleep with her. Turns out she doesn't go to sleep at all but is dressed in sleepware, red stretch pants and a white shirt looking good and making me jealous. She was talking with different people amongst the party but it really got on my nerves because she wanted to go to sleep so bad but instead she stays up to ignore me and have fun without me.
One of my sisters came up to me and I told them I wasn't having much fun. She agreed with me.
Thats when I was done with it. I went out the front door it was dark but there was a street light and I started walking to the right when I noticed I was walking towards the house I grew up in untill I was a teenager.
The house I came out of was Traceys about seven houses down across the street. But I never dated Tracy. It was weird.

I'm sure my X-girlfriends would be pleased to hear I still dream about them?

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Like the "Fugitive"

I'm the bad guy in this one. Or at least I'm wanted by the police for something I didn't do of course.
I was trying to convince the cop I was innocent, ending without much sway.
It seemed like it was right out of the movie "Fugitive" if you've ever seen that movie?
Anyway, instead of a bus it was a subway train we were in. But we were outdoors and we were derailed. Unfortunately we were still in the way of the locomotive that was coming at us. I took that as my chance to barely escape.
Unlike the movie though, I didn't save the guy who needed to be saved.
I narrowly got out between two of the subway cars and ran for my life.
Not ever looking back.

A very small part of my dream but thats all I can remember.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Chris Osgood

The only thing I can remember about this particular dream is that Chris Osgood The Detroit Red Wings Goalie was in it. But when he took off his goalie mask, the back of his head had another face sunken in on his left side. A mutated gross looking face that was looking at me. Everyone acted like it had always been there.

I thought it was a very odd dream, considering I have never met Chris Osgood?

Thursday, September 11, 2008

I awoke, and then quickly wrote this down

"Banquet hall pushing
chairs at the robot
collecting blue life/energy
the only thing that saves
me is a bunch of people
show up"
(make sense to you?)

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Killer Pterodactyl's
A bunch of huge flying flesh eating pterodactyl things is the only way for me to describe these things. Burt wings like they were straight from Hell...
To say the least I was freaking out!

My Mom was there though, telling me how to kill them. That, was the weird part?

Monday, March 10, 2008

Are dreams meant to be interpreted, I'm not so sure? I have had dreams of people I have never met yet? Dreams of things that might never happen? Bad people or even good people fill my dreams every night?
Worse case scenario, would be a killer trying to kill me of course. That happens in my dreams plenty enough.
But not as much, as the good people that I meet in my dreams and I will never meet in real life. Great people in my dreams. Where are they? If they actually resided in real life some where?
I would like to run into them all the time...

Sunday, January 20, 2008