No.1437
1) Here's one I had last night:
I was at some kind of university or institution, and I somehow ended up in possession of a rather large bird that was apparently rare or otherwise valuable. After running around this place with this bird in my arms for a while – I seemed to be evading some administrative woman who was trying to take it from me – I ended up dropping it off somewhere safe. While taking a breather from all of the running that I had been doing, someone – I don't remember who – informed me that my mom had been brutally murdered. I fell into such an intense state of shock and grief that I woke up, still feeling terrible.
2) And another one from a couple of days ago (I don't remember it too well, since I tried to forget it):
I was at a friend's house – that was the impression I got, at least; it wasn't a house that I recognized – and I was hanging out with Kyoko Sakura herself (or, at least, someone who looked exactly like her; they didn't act all too similar), with whom I was apparently close friends. However, for reasons that I don't recall, she grew more and more emotionally aggressive and hostile as the dream progressed, eventually reaching a point where she was openly attacking my emotions, who I was, and everything that I had done. The hurt and emotional stress from all of this woke me up, with the stress lingering after the dream.
3) After falling back asleep from 1), I had another dream; thankfully, this one wasn't bad:
I was at my house, and Kyoko and one other person that I don't remember – some friend of Kyoko's, I think – were there with me. Apparently, Kyoko was royalty, and she was in an arranged-marriage type situation, with two potential "princes" that she could marry. The rules of this marriage seemed to be that whoever had the larger collection of riches and heirlooms would be the groom. After a little while, the two princes – Kururugi and Lelouch from Code Geass, IIRC – arrived at my house, and presented their collections of riches (I guess I was the judge of who had more nice things?). The collections consisted mostly of old, over-sized silver coins, but Lelouch has some other stuff on top of the silver coins – I think it might have been religious objects and other stuff like that – so I decided that he had the nicer collection. The two princes and I stepped out for further negotiations or something, but my alarm clock woke me up before the dream got any further.
4) Here's a dream from several months ago; this one was rather unpleasant:
I was waiting out in front of some mini-mall/boardwalk with some friends and acquaintances, as there was some sort of big get-together arranged. After several minutes of waiting, my first ex-girlfriend approached the group of waiting people; apparently, she had been invited as well. Out of a desire to avoid causing tension and thus ruining the get-together, I left, and I ended up wandering around the place entirely alone. I felt lonely even after waking up.
No.1723
A long-overdue update:
5) I was part of a two-person performance, but I don't remember who the other person one. We were giving said performance in what looked like my grandparents' house, if you took out all of the furniture and converted the main room – which is at a lower elevation than the rest of the house – into a pool. I was dressed up in a tacky Bowser costume and would roar every now and then, while the other person would talk about random other stuff.
At some point, as part of the performance, someone put a muzzle on top of the costume's mouth. As I sat there waiting while the other person jabbered on, I noticed that there were three kids standing on some kind of skateboard on a balcony overlooking the pool/stage. Just as I realized that they were probably going to fall off, they fell off, and at least one of the kids broke one of their legs. The performance was cancelled, and the crowd filed out.
After everyone had left and I had changed out of the Bowser costume, I saw that there was someone who looked like a little girl in a swimsuit standing on the stage, facing away from me. When I asked her what she was doing there, she informed me that she wasn't a little girl and in fact was 19 years old. I expressed skepticism, but was startled out of it when she turned around to reveal that, despite looking no more than 8 or 9 years old in terms of physical development everywhere else, she had enormous breasts.
Before I could say anything else, she dove into the pool and seemingly vanished. I swam around looking for her, but I couldn't find so much as a trace of her. At that point, I woke up.
