Alys in Dreamland

This shall be a dream fest of a post. Which should alone serve as a warning for the fact that this post will be quite all over the place, incoherent, repetitive, and even confusing.

One morning I woke up around 7am, well I forcefully woke myself up because it was an insanely repetitive dream of myself serving hookah to customers. It was just like work, in a never ending loop. I realized I was just dreaming, woke myself up, told myself I'm at home sleeping and I don't need to be working. Then I went back to sleep and had the following dream.

This occurred over a week or so ago, thus details are fuzzy. But the dream is interesting to me that I want to write it down. It mostly consists of a friend of mine, NI, and a bunch of other people that don't exist in reality for me. There were most likely more to this dream than I currently remember, but it was setting in a nice dinner/lunch reception area. It was reserved for us, as if it was a wedding party but not nearly as fancy. It was day time, and everything was white and well lit by natural lighting. There were a handful of tables, high tables with high chairs and all white table clothes and other decor. I think I had some sort of position in the planning of this little get together in some way because I was setting one of the tables with the intention of a specific group of people [including myself] to sit there, someone messed up what I was trying to arrange. I wanted to sit next to NI but some idiot[s] took my seat. I ended up sitting a few tables over, with direct view of his table. At his table sat his ex-wife, which is funny because in waking life he does not have an ex-wife. In the dream, I'm meeting her for the first time. I'm slightly jealous of her, and watching her...because I like NI although no one else knows this. She is tall, very thin, slender, within his age range, but older than me, olive toned skin, possibly of Italian descent, black short hair, with a dominant personality. She may or may not of sensed my feelings for her ex-husband, I'm thinking she did. Which made me feel both thrilled but very cautious. Unfortunately I don't remember beyond that.

Still on the same morning I had more dreams that I am going to continue to describe. The next one involved me in my bedroom, alone. My room was completely different than it actually is. It was far larger, still rectangular, still cluttered, and with a much larger bed. I believe I lived out on my own but may have had some friends as roommates. I believe this dream started off with me waking up to an alarm, throwing my blankets off with great force that I messed them all up, something I hate in reality. I jumped out of bed and I was getting ready for something really fast. I also had two cell phones for whatever reason that I kept sporadically using. Despite that my room was a bit of a mess, the furniture arrangement was really cool and in my mind while I was dreaming I was thinking up ideas of how to rearrange my room in waking life. However, I didn't realize that my room and furniture in the dream were different than in real life. This was a bit disappointing when I woke up. Tied into this dream, I think one of my friends, M, was my roommate and she suddenly got into photography and I was looking through all the photographs. All of them were black and white and only of objects. Although they were good, they were repetitive and not exactly original. Some of those images are still in my head, butterflies are one of them.

And lastly, of that eventual morning/afternoon of dreams I woke up with a familiar feeling that I know means I may have had a dream of whatever felt familiar but I don't remember the dream itself. I was thinking I had a dream about Charlie Sheen. It's quite possible. Luckily I actually don't remember it.

This next dream involved me sleeping and waking up in my bedroom which appeared exactly as it does in reality. I was looking past the head of my bed, as I usually do to surf the Internet on my laptop located on a chair near my bed. However I noticed a very large winged bug flying about. I'm not particularly scared of insects, but this bug did make me a bit uncomfortable. It was just tiny bit smaller than a carpenter bee but looked like nothing I've ever seen before. I believe it was black and red and maybe with a little bit of yellow. As I was watching it, I noticed Sparky is lying near my left shoulder and he too notices the bug. He's scared of it, as he generally was scared of bugs. In my usual duty to protect Sparky I was scheming of a way to kill it. I grabbed a handful of tissues and started following it about in my room and into my hallway. Eventually I squashed it with my tissue filled hand against possibly a glass surface. As I killed it, a pool of red blood accumulated around his body. It was far more blood that one would think would fill up this creature. I disposed of his remains and attempted to clean up the blood. It was much compared to his body size, but not much in terms of clean up by any means. However, it was very difficult to clean, no matter how much I kept wiping it was still there. It just kept smearing everywhere. I finally cleaned it, and woke up. I woke up with this intense feeling to wash my hands because I had yet to wash my hands in the dream. This feeling was exactly like a recent dream experience.

Another noteworthy dream I had is very bizarre and gory. First I need to provide a background story. It's roughly 3 or so in the morning and I'm in bed finishing up The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo before going to sleep. Pretty much everything I do in my room at night involves the television being on for lighting and some sort of background comfort. I didn't bother to pick a channel or anything but CSI: New York was on. Several times I looked over at the T.V. while I was reading and caught some scenes of the episode. So what I grasped from the end of the episode was that a girl's brother was murdered in his fancy New York apartment which has an entire wall of glass windows overlooking the city skyline. At night those windows become reflective and all you can see is yourself. This girl was at the scene of the murder and reported the murderer having the very same physical specifics as the girl herself. So basically she murdered her brother but she didn't know it was herself although she saw herself in the reflection [thinking it was a different woman]. She even destroyed a mirror in the process, because she was trying to destroy the 'woman'. Most likely there was something wrong with her mind but I didn't watch enough of the show to get that explanation. My dream featured Christina Applegate. My only guess as to why she was in the dream was because I saw a movie with her in it several weeks ago, and saw her name and photos on a list of top Internet searches within a week ago. This dream was her alone, I wasn't in it at all but had an third person view of the whole thing. She was in, what I assume to be, her house in the bedroom. In some inhumanly possible way she was completely mutilating her body. She was pulling out her intestines, her trachea, and possibly other organs of her abdomen. The odd thing was that there was little to no blood at all. Although she was alive, completely functional, her injured areas looked like those of a corpse. The organs had this old, lifeless, stiff, bluish look to them. The trachea was the organ I saw with great detail, in which upon it's removal, she was still completely able to speak. She was yelling and thrashing around the whole time. No in pain, but in this possessive desire to destroy herself. And it wasn't suicidal, but schizophrenic. Similar to the girl in the CSI episode. Christina was thinking through other voices in her head, it was someone else she was essentially destroying. She was standing on her bed facing towards a mirror, shotgun in hand. She was screaming, as if to men that have taunted her in her life. Asking them if they would be happy as she was shooting the gun towards the mirror. I eventually forced myself awake because it was getting too intense. Although the visuals don't disturb me now, I can still see them vividly.

I had another dream where I was working at a hookah bar, except it was very large and mostly outdoors. It seemed that a large majority of the customers there were older men that rode motorcycles. There was a group of about 20 or so of them lined along the borders of one of the outside area. It was intimidating because they were all dressed in flawless black leather and every single one of them was staring at me. I was incredibly busy working although I don't think hookah even existed in this dream, but I still had the same boss and had to serve people in some way [nonsexual of course]. It seemed most customers were men too. Everyone just stood around or sat down...it was kind of odd actually.

I had another dream of working at a hookah place two or so weeks ago. The difference was that my boss was a manager of a different hookah bar I frequent in reality. The building/room I worked in was especially interesting looking and not much of which I feel like describing well in writing. But the interesting part of this whole dream was that the room I was in was filled with various dogs, puppies. This definitely stemmed from the fact that my friend's mom got a new puppy. But these dogs were just so adorable! There was a dachshund that was laying under a table staring happily at me.

I've been remembering my dreams everyday, at some point, but eventually forget some of them. As for now, I believe that's all I wanted to share. I also apologize if there are some typos or grammatical errors in this post, I will have to get back to it at a later time to edit for my time is running out.