Only two dreams for this entry. If I can start dream logging again, maybe I will remember more of my dreams--even if I do not get enough sleep at night. I've had dreams three consecutive nights.
In the first dream, I was in my backyard, at home, next to the old orange tree. Suddenly I heard some noises coming out from underneath the house, close to the soil. I saw my sister there, on the ground and on the dirt. She was covered with the dirt, and looked distinctively ragged. She started gibbering and smiling and saying insane things, and a few authorities arrived to sort out the problem. Strange as this sounds, they started to throw her away into the garbage while I, shocked beyond belief, tried to stop them. They kept on trying to reassure me and to hold me back, and after a while I woke up.
The second dream was at the park, and I was standing on a high concrete ledge. I saw a man with dogs coming over, and one particularly big golden retriever caught my eye. He handed the leash over to me and I started to run with the dog. I was laughing crazily, laughing very hard. I couldn't stop laughing, and after a while I woke up.
The third dream revolved around a social taboo, and I'm not going to document it here.
In my family, I think I am the one with the strangest dreams. My sister always gets hilarious dreams. This was one of them: Our family was at a mall, and the store sensors went off as we tried to leave. Then I randomly started stripping in front of the security guard. XD
What.
What is that, I don't even--
My mom always gets dreams that centers around her dreams. She has dreams of moving to Taiwan, getting a decent job, saving up money by herself to buy a humble little apartment. She's always dreaming that she would be in Taiwan with my grandma when my grandma would remind her that she has a flight back to California. Shortly afterwards she might lose her ticket and miss the flight, or get numerous calls from her many students telling her that she has been gone for far too long.
I wish I had more flying dreams, like my mom. Instead, I'm always having dreams where I am being chased down. For instance, I had a dream where a large unfathomable "blob" was chasing down people at the mall. It was havoc, and everyone was running away. Then there were the countless ones where I was running around a large mansion, trying to find places where the killer wouldn't find me. My sister got disturbed last time when I told her about my dream that followed the story of The Orphan, especially at the part where I was desperately holding down the door against the Orphan. The scariest dream my sister had was when she was being chased down by Voldemort. I've had two dreams about Harry Potter before, and that is simply not enough. I want more fandom dreams! D<
I never have much fun dreams. The reason why I stopped documenting my dreams after summer was because they were just bits and pieces from my recent life with no meaning whatsoever, and they were extremely dull. The dreams I dream are either strange or substance-less. But I am not giving up! Maybe I can, I don't know, even start lucid dreaming or something. >D That would be so rad~
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