We are having guests over. So someone dismantled my bed and put a
sleeping bag inside the frame for me. The guests will apparently get the
rest of my bed in another room. My dream self thinks this is extremely
illogical!
I'm on the roof of a tall skyscraper with a small boy. There are toys
everywhere. One toy falls off the roof, and the boy says he will fetch
it, and jumps off. I remember I can fly, and leap off to get the boy.
Michael bought me some pretty dishes with lovely patterns on them. A
teapot, a plate and a heart shaped covered dish with an owl handle.
I'm picking up hundreds of little toys off the street: lego, plastic animals, tiny cars, marbles, etc.
Two grandchildren are playing with an immense prehistoric insect, as if it were a pet. I'm taking a photo, while Ringo drums in the background.
Riding on an extremely large spotted galloping horse.
I'm on a spaceship, rolling out dough for pasta. I'm using a rocking
chair to help with the back and forth movement. I hope the aliens like
pasta!
We are driving down a road, when it suddenly ends, and becomes a bumpy dirt road through broken cars and tractors and junk.
I'm having tea and chocolate chip cookies with an old deceased friend of
mine. As we chat, I'm embroidering an image of a paper clip.
I'm in a sack race, in the midst of flames and fire.
My husband Michael and I have gone to that small island from a previous
dream (day 16). There was another tiny island far away, with a mazey
path through the water. We saw some bicycles for rent, and I thought it
would be fun to cycle there. But Michael didn't want to.
My brother is sleeping with an umbrella
I'm a cross stitch. I use a seam ripper on myself to make myself slimmer.
My Mom and I are getting ready to go shopping. She wants to put on a
little bit of lipstick first. The lipstick turns into a snake, but she
doesn't seem to notice.
I'm inside a rosebush, drawing in my sketchbook. Very careful not to move too much to avoid the thorns.
I'm at a picnic or outing, wearing a mismatched hoodie and sweatpants
with a tutu and a frilly purse. There are parents in the sky with their
children, making patterns. I wondered how they stayed up there. I looked
for my camera, but I had left it in my other purse.
My laundry line had disappeared, but I found some birds to help. They grab the laundry and fly in circles.
We were in a house that had a giant gaping hole on the main floor. Heino
(the singer), my brother Pete, and I have to swing across and leap off
to get to the other side.
I wanted to show my grandson Dooley my animation studio. To get there,
you had to climb onto the wall handrail and pull yourself into a hole in
the ceiling. Dooley got up real quick and was saying "come on! hurry,
come see.."
My daughter Michelle, her dog Luke, myself and some other young lady
were traveling through mountains. The young lady had been carrying a lot
of large packages belonging to Michelle. Michelle was annoyed because
now she had to carry all those packages back thru the mountains to her
house.
