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Post by Nalkarj on Nov 26, 2019 11:56:56 GMT
From a few nights ago:
I am on a train, going from Washington, D.C., to New York. It starts out as a Washington Metro train and turns into an Amtrak train. I’ve been reading, or something, and then I look around. I’m the only person in the car. I kick off my shoes and lie back. All of a sudden it’s my stop, and I have to get off, even though Penn Station now looks identical to Union Station back in D.C. I’m going up an escalator now, and then I realize, shocked, that I’ve left my shoes on the train. I rush back, but the train’s gone.
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Post by Catman on Nov 26, 2019 12:44:25 GMT
Something involving Goa'uld, Jaffa, and Jack 0'Neill.
A bit out of left field considering Catman hasn't watched any Stargate SG-1 for quite some time.
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Post by twothousandonemark on Nov 26, 2019 15:03:03 GMT
I drove to a former campus to buy popcorn, & was stopped by security on my drive out. They asked for my I.D. & reason for being there, like a border stop.
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Post by Nalkarj on Dec 9, 2019 12:20:40 GMT
I am at a small, independent movie theater (not the one I went to in real life over the weekend, though!), watching the Shining sequel that recently came out (which IRL I wanted to see but didn’t get a chance to).
I and the people I’m with get in late. As we come in, in the movie a grown-up Danny Torrance is back at the Overlook and going into Rm. 237, but when he enters the room it flips upside down and sideways and all other kinds of un-Shining-esque things. For some reason I decide that’s a good time to get popcorn, so I leave the theater room and go to the concessions counter, which is staffed by an elderly man whose hands are trembling. I ask for a small popcorn, he gives it to me, but he puts on so much butter that the bag is leaking.
He then says in this theater he brings the popcorn to the patron’s seat, so he hobbles around the counter, but I tell him not to worry and that I’ll bring it to the seat myself. Which I do, except now it’s leaking butter all over me!
Finally I get back in, except that people in Halloween costumes are walking around the theater while people are watching the movie, probably as a weird William Castle-style gimmick, which I think is a terrible idea.
Then I woke up.
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Post by Catman on Dec 9, 2019 12:43:08 GMT
Catman remembers only one thing: A some point, a young woman asked how to thaw frozen salmon steaks.
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Post by doctorstrange on Dec 9, 2019 19:23:00 GMT
Hulk was chasing me. True story. lol
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Post by Nalkarj on Dec 18, 2019 0:42:54 GMT
Two nights ago:
Was at some fancy hotel; for the most part I recognize where my subconscious came up with it (conflating a few real hotels I’ve been to), so no mystery there. Originally, I think it was winter, but over the course of the dream it turned into summer. There’s a lot that I don’t remember, unfortunately, but there was an elevator that went backward and forward as well as up and down (“sideways, and slantways, and longways and backways, and frontways and any other ways you can think of”) that I had to take to my room.
At one point I was in one of the beds in the room, which then turned into a chair at the bar, so that now I was sitting at the bar. There was a waiter who looked exactly like my uncle’s partner, but then my uncle’s partner showed up sitting across from me at a table. (Very confusing, yes.) So we got to talking, and he said, “I’m so sorry about Barb.” I don’t know anyone named Barb, so I just said, “Uh-huh,” and he said, “It looks like her husband’s cheating on her again,” and I said, “Uh-huh,” and the whole time I kept wondering if Barb were someone from his family, and I’d be embarrassed if she actually was and I’d forgotten, so I never told him I didn’t know Barb.
Weird, mixed-up dream.
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Post by Nalkarj on Dec 18, 2019 0:47:38 GMT
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Post by marianne48 on Dec 18, 2019 0:56:07 GMT
You were in it.
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Post by Catman on Dec 18, 2019 1:11:26 GMT
Catman does not recall much except that someone gave him a length of chain-link with the qualifications for getting a degree in computer science written on it. Damned hard to read.
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Post by darkreviewer2013 on Dec 18, 2019 6:03:24 GMT
Last one I remember was really weird. I was a female criminal (I'm a guy, just to clarify) and together with my female accomplice we were plotting to rob tourists. We ended up accidentally killing someone and fleeing to our hideout - a cave high up in the mountains.
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Post by JHA Durant on Dec 18, 2019 6:36:15 GMT
I went on a road trip across Australia in a car with two flat tyres. Didn't change them (I tried at one point, but the act of changing the tyre was equivalent to solving a very complex math question in the dream). Finally, somewhere in a large town in northern Australia, the car sank into the sand beside the road and stayed there. I decided to go back home, so I just left the car where it was. Also at this same time, I became convinced that I had somehow broken the law due to the ability to hear conversations in passing cars, and almost all of them were very negative about me. I decided to leave town by taxi, but the driver didn't know where I lived let alone how to get there. My bags left with the taxi for home, while I stayed there. I think I walked out of town, and that's where the dream ended. When I woke up, I lay awake wondering if I was a wanted fugitive.
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Dec 18, 2019 7:22:41 GMT
The only thing i remember is that it has many tiny cats and dogs in it.
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Post by maxwellperfect on Dec 19, 2019 4:04:48 GMT
I was possessed by evil spirits and walking on the ceiling.
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Post by klandersen on Dec 19, 2019 19:58:06 GMT
Had a long strange one. First i was on a trip with some immediate family and maybe some cousins. Near the start of the dream I was riding on the back of a motorcycle behind a dark haired woman who was either supposed to be a cousin or just some woman I "knew" (someone else in this thread had mentioned something about people in their dream who they didn't know in real life but supposedly knew in their dream.) We stopped at the hotel we were staying at. The room (or the hotel lobby) had some stained glass maps on the wall, that I think were also interactive, showing the hotel and a route of some kind that I think was were we were going to go. I studied the map(s) the dark haired woman went to the hotel's restaurant and that was the last I saw of her in the dream. In another room that was like a basement or warehouse but still supposedly part of the hotel, I noticed a small water leak in the ceiling from a skylight or some kind of shutter door. I started climbing a small ladder to get to the leaking but about halfway up the 10 or 12 foot ladder it was way too rickety so I had to climb back down and abandon the leaking. Suddenly I was surrounded and was captured by some kind of military tactic team of 5 or 6. The female leader was saying something to me. I started saying things like "Why am I being arrested?" "What is going on here" "Who the hell are you guys?" "Why am I being arrested?" they said "You aren't being arrested". The "soldiers" took me to some kind of town with specialized stores and shops. The shops were in groups of 4 or 5 per "block" it was like a shopping mall or amusement park. Each store was completely different and the customers were all alike. All the guys at the letterman jacket store were in letterman jackets, the nerdy guys were at a nerds store, Some guy was coming out of the letterman jacket store and the store was changing the front wall of the store scrolled down with a new type of store in it's place. A guy coming out of a store was wearing one kind of jacket and when the store changed his jacket now matched the new store's jacket. A little down the street my sister came out of a store with another lady and they were dressed like Jessie from the Toy Story Movies the lady called my sister Jessie. At some point I am sitting at a table. In a mall of stores there is a caveman restaurant. The customers grunt their order and make hand signs to tell what they want. I try to order a water, but am ignored as I am not a caveperson. sitting at one of their tables are two modern cave women who are talking. Somehow i am understanding what they are saying (as if they are movie extras who are quietly adlibbing a conversation) they are talking about their husbands or significant other man. The military people that were holding me were still there, their leader was now a tall blonde (or white/silver) haired guy who was a Cmdr. Striker from UFO, James Coburn type wearing a gray uniform similar to a Regular German WWII uniform. He said something I have since forgotten. I started looking for a car to escape in. There were tiny toy and kids pedal cars and an occasional regular car but they were occupied and I couldn't get to them. Next the leader is driving some kind of vehicle with me in a passenger seat behind him. It is now nighttime and all around the vehicle are rock/stone walls the stones are irregular and a dark reddish brown in color with a very glossy shine to them. The walls are all around the vehicle so I can't see any kind of path but somehow the vehicle is moving. We are now in some kind of office that morphs into some kind of museum. I start looking at the interesting displays. It is somewhere around here that my alarm clock in real life goes off waking me from the dream.
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Post by Vodkie on Dec 22, 2019 14:24:53 GMT
There's a grocery store here in Pennsylvania with only 5 stores called Landis. They have a club card to get the sales price.
in my dream, Their new 6th location was in my hometown in California. I went in there grand opening day, 10 minutes after they opened and the employees were just complexly shocked that I shop at their Pennsylvania locations
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Dec 28, 2019 21:45:44 GMT
A while back i had a dream that i was an actor and i played in an episode of Bones doing a crossover episode with Law and Order: Special Victims Order and Criminal Minds.
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Post by Nalkarj on Dec 30, 2019 15:15:34 GMT
Those who post here may like this Neil Gaiman line; it’s one of my favorites:
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Post by Jep Gambardella on Dec 30, 2019 16:43:54 GMT
I had a weird one last night. I was in Greenland for tourism. I was staying in some kind of hostel, sharing a large room with strangers of both sexes. There was a sink in the room that was always flowing. When I tried stopping it I found out that stopping it on this side meant starting the shower on the other side of the wall, which was the men’s shower room, and vice-versa. There was no way of stopping both – either one or the other was always running.
At midnight an alarm clock rang and everyone woke up and went out to visit the town’s Christmas market. I really didn’t feel like getting out of bed but since everyone was going I figured it must be really worth it so I ended up going as well. At first I was surprised to see that it was still daytime, and then I realised that we were so far up north that the sun probably never set (which was a plot hole that I am only now noticing – the midnight sun happens in the northern hemisphere summer, not at Christmas time).
It was a small town but the atmosphere at the midnight Christmas market was great! Lots of stalls selling all kinds of good stuff, and lots of visitors. At some point it got dark, and then the Northern Lights appeared. I was in total awe!
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Post by Nalkarj on Jan 3, 2020 14:16:59 GMT
Last night: My cousin and I are the ages we are now, but we’re sitting on a carpeted floor, cross-legged, like little kids. More of that vibe: my uncle, her father, has just done a moving job (he used to be a mover IRL before he retired), and the people he moved have given him huge bags full of copies of the same two books, The Collected Winnie-the-Pooh and a “ Great Illustrated Classics” version of The Count of Monte Cristo. My cousin and I go to bring the two books to another cousin, who’s 11, but on the way we go into a room where my uncle is sitting on a stool, looking down at us like he’s a teacher and we’re students. He says, “What’s Magellan’s last Magellan?” With dream logic I realize that the second “Magellan” in that question refers to an expedition or journey, like the one the real Magellan took, but that the whole thing is some kind of riddle or something. So my cousin and I go through tons of possibilities of what kind of expedition my uncle could be talking about—going to outer space? Under the sea? On the tops of mountains?—but my uncle says no to all of these. I woke up racking my brain for an answer.
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