Sleep, but Never Rest

I remember going to Axel’s* new place, which ended up being some municipal building in a public park. That’s all I really remember on that dream.

In the second dream, I remember swimming in an indoor swimming pool with a large group of people ranging widely in age. My dad was there, having fun with some younger kids (supposedly, my cousins). I remember one guy (maybe between 16-20) who was playing pranks on some of the girls by hiding underwater and grabbing their feet.

I wanted to dive down and smile and wave at him, but then remembered I had contacts in my eyes. So I did it with my eyes closed.

I remember the pool had a 1-ft. platform that lined the pool and it was covered in slippery, blue tiles. It was at the 4-ft. level so I could walk along it with my head above water, which was nice since I suck at treading water.

I remember grabbing ahold of something outside the pool to pull myself out and it tore from the ground. That’s when my dad jumped into action and made us get out of the water. I think the loose piece on the ground was electric and he was worried about it hurting us.

We somehow ended up in an elevated platform in the center of the pool, out of the water. We had a bag with food in it - sliced bananas and uncooked curly noodles. I grabbed a dixie cup and put them both inside. Although the noodles were a bid hard, the banana and noodles were delicious.

* Name was changed.

I remember being in my parents’ house (pre-2004 renovation, as usual) and there were large explosions outside. My mom and I went to the window and saw smoke rising from areas around our house.

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I remember painting a tar-like paint onto pennies at the kitchen table and my mom was washing dishes. There were strange sounds outside. My mom would normally go investigate, but she didn’t. I thought that was weird and she tried to keep me from looking out of the window. I remember seeing people driving cars way too fast down the street (that ends in a dead end) and people parking in neighbors’ parking lots and walking to their doors.

An older woman in a dress from the early 1990s came to our door and walked in. I tried cleaning the bananas and half-full water bottles from the table. She ignored my mom and my mom just let her enter the house. I knew right away, this person was one of the invading aliens and they were going to do something bad. I backed away, knocking things in the alien’s way, but it didn’t phase her.

One of the parts I remember from my dreams last night was a co-worker from a past job walking up to me on the lawn in front of a one-story brick school building. He had some kind of diamond-shaped device/amulet in his hand that had a blue jewel in the middle. He held me in a half hug and said that the device would allow me to see the future.

He asked me what I saw. I saw (as if going into a dream) waves hitting a beach, the water line (and how weird it is to appear to be higher than the land I’m on), my feet sinking into the wet sand, and how when I picked up my foot, the print only stayed there for a short time because of the way it sucks the sand inside the print when you lift your foot and then the water comes in and erases it completely.

My co-worker was surprised it worked. His surprise made me think I was going crazy and hallucinating.

Last night, I remember bits and pieces of dreams.

One of the weirder things was being in a house that had way too many restrooms (I actually might have been there in another dream).

I remember Charlie* showing me artwork he did in a digital tablet that was huge and had two sides so it opened and closed like a book. Some of the artwork moved and looked similar to the style of A Scanner Darkly. However, he gave the tablet to me and no matter what button or icon with a “play” triangle symbol I touched, the images wouldn’t play. He had to eventually point out a large button on the bottom left of the left side. I complained that the obvious buttons didn’t work and the device was poorly designed.

The artwork was awesome, though!

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There was another dream where Kara, Sean, Matt, Grace, and I were staying in a hotel-like building. Kara and Sean walked down some steps - Kara had bright blue walking shoes and Sean had bright green ones. They all (Matt and Grace included) were going walking on the grounds. I decided to catch up with them, but thought it would be best to get some water first.

I ran upstairs and there was a meeting going on. I asked where I could get some water and one of the women got a water bottle from a pile of boxed lunches. She kept making assumptions about me - not all true - and I didn’t know if I should have played along or correct her. For some reason, Arabic letters appeared in the air and more would appear over the others every time she asked a question.

Found out it wasn’t a hotel - it was a mental institution.

* Name has been changed.

I remember looking out a tall building overlooking a lake or pool with a lot of swimmers. A couple of helicopters dropped into view and I waved at one of the pilots. He was a hot brown-haired guy with a beard. He recognized me, smiled and waved back.

The helicopters landed in the pool and a couple of the pilots (in swimming trunks) got out and walked into a common room where I was now hanging out with other college students.

I asked them if they were the guy I waved to and they both said no.

I was trying to figure out why I was living in almost a dorm situation when $605/mo. could have gotten me a one-bedroom down the street. Later on, I could hear people practicing musical instruments and singing and everyone around was doing something artistic. I realized I chose to live there for the inspiration.

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That merged into another dream where my dad, uncle, and half-sister were cleaning out an apartment I was moving from and I was mad that they almost threw away two important papers.

I remember traveling to different beaches with some guys and part of me realized I was dreaming. I remember feeling the texture of the sand under my feet and thinking, “I haven’t been to the beach in a long time. I miss the beach.”

I remember there was some long thin rod that went from a pole near the main land area to a pole near the guys at where the waves come up to them.

I moved it around in a circle and it made a weird noise at my location and one coming from the far part. One of the guys told me to stop.

Later, I remember carrying a wooden seat that was contoured to be comfortable for sitting a long time. There were names and dates written on it. The oldest one was some guy named Larry from 1998. I thought, how awkward would it be to be Larry in 1998 being the first to draw his name on a pristine piece of furniture? After that, others wouldn’t care too much. It would take guts to be the first.

I remember sitting on a porch step at night in a bad neighborhood in Columbus. The house was falling apart and the wood that the porch was made of was rotting away, water-damaged, etc. but painted over a few times in the past with gray paint.

Some guy was looking at my car parked on the street in front of me. He broke into it and somehow drove it down an alley near the house I was at. Someone there tore the van apart for parts. I spent at least a day telling people how pissed I was that someone stole my van because now I have to walk in the cold to take the bus to work, etc. etc.

Then I woke up and told people how happy I was that it was all a dream. We (my family, their friends, and I) were vacationing somewhere and I had my own hotel room. It was in a hotel I dreamed staying in and forgetting to pay for before. This time I was in room 507 (or 508?) and I remember thinking about writing a review online saying how some of the rooms were not that clean.  I found leftover food, etc. (like I did in ANOTHER dream). I remember swimming in some pool with my dad and we were petting dolphins and he commented on their skin texture. Later, I was changing clothes in a public bathroom and couldn’t understand why I wasn’t wearing a swimsuit when I really wanted to hang out with the dolphins some more. For some reason, I used a pair of scissors and cut off the ends of my jacket/fleece sleeves.

I told my family I REALLY wanted to go to a particular pizza place for dinner, but one of their friends said it was too far and we ended up going to a different pizza place. It was near a place I remember going to for Halloween decorations in another dream.

Then I woke up.

Dreamed I stumbled upon photos of some Teays Valley football game, but it was under 3 feet of flood water. They were pretty neat photos.

In my dream last night, I remember..

• white and pink water weaving together
• red car
• me standing in a line with a bunch of people