01.29.07

I only remembered two dreams this time. Bummer that I wasn't lucid in either of them, I could have tried to go through my Crows & Rats dream again [I wanted more material for my pending little book I'd write about it, not to publish but because even a month later it still plagues my mind and awes me as well, I might post the dream sometime, if I'm motivated to]. Oh well, I'll have to live with those two dreams.

Dream 1-
Another Animal Crossing related dream, man I must really want that game... I was a new person in a town with a coast South of the main gate [located in the North at the mouth of a Valley, two Mountains surrounding both East and West sides of the town].

The place stunk, not literally, it's just that the town had a population of 4. Yes, a town made up of 4 people. The mayor [Tortimer I think was his name], Tom Nook, myself, and some blue sea lion/walrus guy. I have to say that this dream was blah. I was devastated to find that not only was I the only human in town, but I was the only woman too!

The spring green cartoon-ish trees greeted me as I sprinted [for no real reason] to Tom Nook's store, which for small town, was actually hard to find. I wasn't panting by the time I found Tom's shack of a shop, but I was relieved to have accomplished my task...

In the end, that was a waste of my time. I ended up doing something dumb. I was catching butterflies for him with a red butterfly net, all to aid in paying back my debt. Funnily enough, I didn't even go to, look at, or check out my home. I didn't even know where it was and I here I am trying to pay back money to a raccoon who probably gave me a shack for a house.

It was then I met the cretin of a sea lion/walrus. He was playing in the butterfly field, near his blue metal roofed home, when I realized that he was the only 'resident' in the town. Then my dream came to an abrupt end, thank goodness.

Dream 2-
I remember being at my step-brother's house, which was on the second floor of a brick apartment complex, fire escape stairs right next to the window, loathing the fact that I was there after a day of, unwillingly and for free, watching my step niece and nephew. Man was that a bad way to start a dream, bitchy and angry for watching two toddlers [who were acting like brats].

I'm not sure whether my parents permitted me to leave or I just left on my own free will, as how it usually is in a dream, but I exited via fire escape, letting them know I'd call them when I was done at the mall. Shockingly, this was the same mall that has been bugging me for the past two weeks [bugging as in being in my dream] in about three other dreams.

I found myself there, the whole entire trek their had eluded me, happy to do some shopping, which I did, though I didn't buy anything. The mall lacked the buzz of the crowds and people it normally had [at least, that's what my dream life in that dream told me, all the times I've been there it has been relatively slow], so I clacked around the mall, walking through uncommon paths of blue-gray stair wells with bland white walls.

After doing that, I decided to call my parents to pick me up, so I went through my phone book, deciding who I should call [I do remember some names in there, a Frank I've never met, a Jaime I don't know, and a Sam I used to know]. I clicked on my dad's page and, though it didn't register in my head as an obivous sign that I'm dreaming. The first 1 in my father's cell number was flickering between a 4 and a 6. I neither acknowledged the dreamsign and couldn't remember my dad's number in reality, and called those numbers instead. A woman's voice on the answering machine greeted me and I mentally cursed the woman and the bad number while trying profusly to remember his number.

I gave up, went up another stairwell, and ended up watching some weird junk on chocolate cakes in other countries. The last one I saw before waking up was one about Poland and a little Polish boy, it was kind of depressing, but I don't remember what was it that made me depressed.