| The Unknown |
[Jun. 26th, 2007|09:07 am] |
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I can't remember my dream last night. I have a faint remembrance of the emotion associated with it, but no distinct views. It's gone I'm afraid. I can almost remember spelling something in my dream, words or a word - but that's all. It feels like Doug was there, I remember feeling like he was there. Right now he's sleeping...shhhh |
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| School Again |
[Jun. 25th, 2007|01:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
This is the second dream in two days I've had involving me going to high school.
1 Act
I'm in high school, the art room. I'm supposed to be working on my art final, a huge packet of some kind of art bullshit I'm supposed to know from high school. Anyway, the teacher is the one I worked with this past year. She's very into the test and wants me to do it, I think she yells a little.
Instead of doing the test, I'm doing research on the internet. I'm investigating a crime, some kind of murder I think.
In an instant I'm in another room, a conference room. My boss from the high school is there, he wants to know what I've discovered. I'm talking about a suspect and about the evidence I've uncovered.
Now I'm back in the art room, asking the teacher when our final is due. She tells me it's due that period, in a few minutes. I struggle to get it done in the remaining time, but can only think of getting home on time.
I keep envisioning Doug at home alone waiting for me, except that what I'm really picturing is him at my mom's house alone - eeeek! I keep looking at my watch.
The End |
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| Naked at School |
[Jun. 24th, 2007|10:30 am] |
Act 1
I'm in the trailer where I used to live. Getting read to take a shower. It's nighttime, and feels eerily like someone's watching me.
Now I'm outside looking at a pond. There are tall grasses throughout the pond, like a marsh. Several cops are lying upside down in the water, but they're all alive. They're trying to save someone.
Act 2
I'm a student in high school, except I'm sitting in a desk at the school where I worked. I'm naked, sitting on someone's lap. We have laptops on our desks and we're looking up something for an assignment. The lights are off and a movie is playing.
The teacher comes up to the desk and gives me a wristband, she's handing them out today. |
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| Escape from California |
[Jun. 23rd, 2007|09:56 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | groggy | ] |
1 and only Act
I'm in California with my boyfriend, to visit my Dad. Something happens while we're there that causes me to leave in a hurry. I'm scrambling, trying to get our things together. Looking for our tickets, where are they? I throw our things into a bag and we're out the door. I don't even say goodbye to anyone. The house isn't my Dad's, but in the dream it is.
Outside the house we find my Aunt (who actually lives in WA), she's agreed to lead us to the airport. I look at my watch and see that it's 11am. Our flight leaves at 11:30am. I'm telling her to hurry, but she stops along the way to shop at several boutiques. I'm pleading with her to hurry.
We're in a car now and I ask my boyfriend if he has his ID. He says no. I panic. I tell him to look in our backpack, dig if you have to. He does and finds it.
We're walking now, on a street. We come upon a stadium with the steepest narrowest stairs I've ever seen. I know we're going to be killed jumping from one staircase to the other. My aunt looks at me and tells me telepathically that we have to go over the stadium to get to the airport in time. I plead with her some more. She and my boyfriend start jumping in huge leaps through the stadium.
I start looking around for a cab. Then I wake up. |
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| Work and Sex |
[Jun. 22nd, 2007|09:39 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | satisfied | ] |
Act 1
I'm at work, with the kids. Going from building to building. My boss asks me to call the bus garage and arrange for the kids to be picked up. I go into another room, in another building. I'm there for a long time before returning. When I get back to the first room, my boss wants to know where the bus is. I forgot to call. I panic and pretend like I did it anyway. My boss and I are looking out the window for the bus, which isn't coming. It gets to be late, maybe 7pm. The kids are anxious and want to go home, as do I. Finally we see the bus. We load the kids on the bus.
We ride the bus for-EVER. It starts snowing. The kids are unbelievably quiet, eerily so. Finally the bus comes to a halt and my boss tells me to get off. He says I can have the next day off.
Act 2
I'm in a room surrounded by people I know, random people. Friends I haven't seen in a year or more and some I see everyday. There is a girl, she's naked, she's a virgin. We all know it's going to be her first time tonight and we're all going to watch - and join in. She's picking out panties, some are stained. I don't know with what. The panties are sheer, silky, with bows, and all manner of decoration. Some are ass-less.
We're all picking out sex toys to use on her. People keep coming into the room. We're all anxious, the tension is horrible. No one is having sex, but it's definately a sex dream.
I decide there isn't a enough lube to last the night. I text a friend to bring more lube, except I'm texting from a bottle of lube, not a cell phone. I click "send" and realize that instead of sending it to my friend, I sent it to my mom. I'm horrified and wake up in a cold sweat.
Then I get laid... |
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| sex with JFK |
[Jun. 21st, 2007|09:00 am] |
Act 1
We were lying in bed, he and I. His girlfriend lay on the floor. Quietly we giggled to one another about past indiscretions. "We can't do that again," he told me. Of course I shook my head yes in agreement. His girlfriend got up to go to the bathroom. As she closed the bathroom door no more than a few feet from the bedroom, he came closer to me.
We started kissing, softly at first. He started grabbing my body, touching every inch slowly as if drinking in the curves. For some reason we were naked. Our legs began to touch, caress the other. He got on top of me, spreading my legs with his own. Using his penis he teased me, I was surprised that now it seemed bigger... He thrust it between my legs, as if a dare. Until finally he was inside me, moving over my g-spot. It seemed he knew exactly where it was in the dream (though in real life he was not as lucky). My hips moved in unison to his movements. He moved rhythmically, but just enough to make me want more.
He looked at me then, asking "Do you have any carnations?"
Act 2
It was the same man and I, running towards a warehouse. To get inside we had to jump and duck, to avoid detection. There were others with us as well, running and hiding to get inside. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I followed them. Someone in charge had seen us! We ran to escape out the same way we'd come in. He yelled for me and I jumped.
Act 3
I was texting Jen about my sexual experience. She wanted me to come to her house, and in an instant I was there. Sitting around me were Jen and Zach, listening to my story from Act 1. I asked them if I could stay there, without saying anything, they said yes. |
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