Had a strange sensation this morning. My sleep was “confused”. It is hard to describe, like my thoughts didn’t fit together. There was something obstructing the flow, if that makes sense. It was weird and uncomfortable and I don’t want to spend any more time there
it has been crazy windy for two days now. This morning the wind is warmer than it has been, so maybe calmness is in sight.
i dreamed last night I was a gangster in a shootout with other gangsters. It was a bloody dream. We were shooting wash other through the walls of a house, but I was up on a ladder so everyone was missing me. Not a pleasant dream.
Last night I had a couple of memorable dreams. I dreamed I was out on the road for work, and found a Cayman Islands $2 bill. (There’s no such thing, I don’t think.) I put it with my stack of money and noticed a thread hanging off of it. I tried to burn off the thread with a lighter and all my money caught on fire and I threw it on the road to try and stopm it out and it smooshed like shaving cream. Then there was nothing left but ash.
The other dream was I was in a big work truck, and the driver parked and I mounted a boxlike object on the side of the truck. Then the driver started moving the truck and I voiced my concern because he might hit something with the box. Then he parked, and I could feel that the truck was right on my tool bag. The driver was my brother Bruce, but I never realized it was him until the end of the dream.
And now it”s almost sunrise, I’m waiting for the tile guys to arrive and start the back. After today I should have a good idea of when they’ll be done.
When I was very young, in my grandmother’s apartment there was a painting that I thought was spooky. It was a river in the woods with some girls in white standing by the water. There was a dirt embankment between the river and the woods and on the horizon beyond the woods far far away looked like a field. To me the whole thing was creepy but the worst part was that field. I felt like if I ever found myself in that field I could never find my way home again and would be gone forever.
Last night I had a very similar dream, sort of. I was in a building and I could look out the windows. Far far away was a very remote parking lot, full of cars. All the cars had people in them and they couldn’t get out of their cars. I knew that if I was in one of those cars I couldn’t get out either, and I would be gone forever. It seemed like, in the building, I could look towards the parking lot and be there. I could instantaneously travel from the parking lot to the building without ever really leaving the building. Throughout the night I kept going back and looking at the parking lot and it was scary, like my grandmother’s painting.
Last night I had a dream about a spooky space suit. It was my space suit I guess from the days I was an astronaut.
There was something wrong with it. It was haunted or something. The suit part was fine, it could hang in the closet and wasn’t really in the dream much. The helmet was just in the way, and there was something wrong with it. It seemed like a repeat dream but I don’t really think it was. Just a weird dream.
Tonight is movie night, I want to go but the movie’s not that great. I’ll probably go anyway.
Last night was a rough night. Woke up about 2:10. Then I was in and out all the rest of the night. Twice, I dreamed I forgot how to breathe and woke up gasping. At one point, I was laying there, seriously wondering if I was asleep or awake. And not sure of the answer. Sometimes I think I’m awake all night, but my sleep function on my watch says I was asleep.
I turned in an essay for a course I’m taking. I was going for the Ace, 100%. I worked hard, I thought it was good. I got it back, she didn’t even finish grading it and she wants to see me after class.
I got super angry with a driver on the road yesterday. Yelled and cussed and laid on the horn. Scared my passenger I think.
I have become the exact person I didn’t want to be as a child.
I sometimes feel like I’m on a different planet than everyone else.
I had dreams last night. First, I was on the beach, at my normal lunchtime spot, but there was a cave or small round door in this erosion wall that’s been there for a while. I was getting ready to crawl in when I saw my indoor cat, Ashy,, laying on a towel on the sand in front of the door. (Ashy kept trying to go outside yesterday while I was unloading groceries.) Then I looked down and discovered I had barely missed stepping in a huge pile of horse crap. I mean huge, so huge, the “h” is silent.
The other dream I remember is that I was on a small balcony, with a small table, like a hotel. I was laying out my dive gear. I looked over and on another balcony was a girl in her swimsuit, laying out her dive gear too. She gave me an unfriendly look. l reached into my pocket and pulled out an orange, wrist mounted electronic compass that didn’t work. (Which is why I took it off) but for the first time, I noticed it had a small magnetic compass on the wristband too. I watched the arrow-needle swing back and forth as it came to a rest on north.
And that’s my dreams of last night. It feels like Friday but it’s not, it’s prefriday. Have a wonderful day!
She started moving out. Her clothes are gone, plants and pictures gone. We’ll see what more is gone when I get home from work today.
I wish her well!
Had a dream last night, there was a main hallway, and a back parallel hallway. The (ex) Wife’s best friend wanted to, but was aftaid to go down the back hallway by herself so I went with her. I don’t know what she was afraid of, it was a well lit, nice hallway. Reminded me of a school hallway with doors and windows to rooms. She seemed really happy I went with her, I never got the feeling she liked me very well in real life.
It was very hard to get up this morning. I was dreaming that my wife, and a navy friend were driving in San Francisco (I think) when I saw a friend of mine from here in Cayman. I said pull over, and we parked illegally and were walking over to the sidewalk where my friend was when the alarm went off.
Went running this moning, I tried to take Sheba but she couldn’t keep up. Didn’t go very far when I turned around and came back.
Right now I just feel tired, and want to go back to bed.
Not much more than that to say this morning. There’s not much more than that in my brain.
It”s very cloudy, and very windy, with the clouds travelling against the wind.
Had a weird dream
I was in a car, with a little white dog, and our new cat, Ashy.
I pulled into a store parking lot (the store I really wanted to go to was aroud the corner from the store we were at, but I didn’t want any body to know I wanted to go to that store)
I got out of the car and took this big tractor tire out of the back. I was rolling it across the parking lot, toward the store door. I was thinking “I should have left this in the car, heck, I should just throw it away, It’s a pain in the ass, carryng this tire everywhere.” But I knew I wouldn’t throw it away because that would be littering.
I looked back at the car, and saw a place in front of the car, where I could ditch the tire. I saw the dog and cat, playing. The cat was biting the dogs tail. I thought to myself, “At least the cat’s finally gettig along with the dog.”
I also saw a picnic table, in pine tree woods, On the table were playing cards, and a whole bunch of empty bottles and cans, like there was a card game there last night, and everybody just got up and walked away.
I walked over to the table, (with my tire) and looked. The cards were huge, more than twice the size of regular cards, all face up. There were a lot of them, and I turned some over and some were red, and some were blue. Two decks of cards. They were cool, and I wanted to take them, but I thought “that would be stealing” although they were clearly abandoned.
The lesson I learn from this dream is that I carry a burden I don’t want to carry, because I worry what others will think (ditchig the tire/littering) and I don’t do what I want to do, again, because I’m worried what others will think (not going to the store I wanted to go to, and not taking the cards, although they were clearly abandoned, laying with a pile of trash)