I just remembered my dreams from last night. Though only portions. The first part of the night I kept hoping I would fall asleep since I’m not taking Trazodone anymore… and I realized, when the dogs woke me up to go out, that I was sleeping while thinking that. Very odd.

I was also in my ex’s sister’s old house. Well, they never owned a house like this. Similar, but the one in my dream was really big. Lots of old furniture around and old clothes, including a corset on a mannequin. I kept getting lost and I was looking for the ex in this house… the attic was full of boxes. But the attic was open so if you looked up, about 4 or so stories up in to the attic, you could see the boxes up there balancing. But they were secure.

Next dream was about Battlestar Galactica, the old one, the good one. Starbuck looked very young despite being about 60. We got separated somehow and I was looking for him, too. But now I don’t remember much more of that dream. Maybe more will come back to me. I was dreaming about that just before I woke up. Hrmph!

He he fun title eh?

Last night my dream started in a house… my house… similar to my other house dreams. And there were a couple of other people there and we were kinda trapped in the house, it was dangerous outside. There was a man there… he was very attractive and soft, I can only describe him as soft, and just because he had a gentle, wonderful personality. He was strong, distant, yet gentle at the same time. Dark hair, not much taller than me, and extremely good looking.

I think some of this dream came from watching Desperado last night with Antonio Banderas. That man is total eye candy.

I wanted to dance with this man, he didn’t have a name I remember, and we danced around the kitchen and living room. Almost tripping into another room. He liked me as well as my liking him, too. And we danced around and it was wonderful and sweet.

Then afterwards we went to a movie with friends in a huge theater (that sounds familiar from another dream) and sat in the chairs. It was a huge dome that was opaque, but a little bit see through. You could see shadows beyond when no light was shining on it. I checked my pocket watch to see what time the movie was gong to start… but the movie didn’t start. Instead something happened and I’m not sure what caused it…

Suddenly we were all on another planet, or the outside of the theater was all dead and we had to live in the theater. Maybe this is from watching Life After People on the History Channel the other day.

So we all had to live in this theater and it was cramped and odd. Me and this man and some other friends lived in a certain area. It was our apartment. And outside people were living in the rafters that were open, on the grass (like the cats in Life After People).

Eventually there were dinosaurs that appeared, too, and would chase us around. Kinda like the movie Godzilla. Man, I watch too many movies. LOL. And there were little ones that chased us through the theater. And at the end of the dream we were looking up at the opaque theater screen/ceiling, and there was a silhouette of a very huge Tyrannosaurus Rex up there, and we were terrified, and didn’t know where we could run to.

We managed to get out of the theater and found that the planet had recovered, and was green and flowing and wonderful and beautiful. So we made our way out there. And the man decided he had to go off on his own, so he sailed down a big river and I watched him leave, but I was okay with it because we both had our own paths to follow.

Hrmmm…!

I hope I will remember more of this as it comes back to me. I woke up to a very lengthy and involved dream. And a pretty interesting one. Not bad at all.

I remember being in a really large house. It was our house, I think, and it was long. As long as a warehouse and I think it used to be a warehouse. It was so long that we had to take a little cart from one side to the other, because it was just too far to walk.

And I remember going to the warehouse part (as opposed to the living quarters part) though an underground tunnel. And reaching the other end there were some friends of mine. My old friend Ken, who I really want to call and just keep forgetting to do so. (My anxiety kicks in too though I know it’s silly.) And the dogs were there too, but now I don’t remember what we all were doing.

Okay and now the other part of the dream is kinda coming back.. the dream before that dream. I remember driving. Or riding in a car with someone, and getting lost. And the roads were strange and the onramp and offramp to and from the freeway was confusing.. but I don’t remember more details than that right now.

Hrmph. There was much more to the house part… there was an RV parked underneath in the underground. And.. hrmph. Well, I wish I remember more. When I woke up I tried hard to repeat the dream to myself. I should have done so aloud, that helps better. Then all day I was at a party so it faded. Maybe more will come back later!

Last night my dreams were odd.. but of course they always are. The good part was Duncan and Leo and Me… Duncan and Leo were a couple of gay men, but I kinda think Duncan was bi.. anyway Duncan was very good looking and Leo was pretty fem. But they were very nice and I was great friends with them, and maybe something more? It didn’t really develop there. I was a woman in my dreams. I have never dreamed I was a man… well but then again maybe I have.

Earlier in the evening I remember being in my old house in West Jordan with my current husband. We were fixing up the spare bedroom and I accidentally tipped over a huge bucket of water, probably 20 gallons or so. I had to drag out the shop vac to vacuum the water up. I stuck the exit hose (didn’t know they had them, that was not weird until I just wrote it now) out the window as I sucked up the water. But the water kept getting higher and higher outside, not from my vac. Until the room was flooded and suddenly the house floated away and was going quickly down the street. I was scared that we would crash!

I’m now in Pahrump, Nevada. Last night I dreamed that my husband and I sold our house and moved out. And I kept thinking that was the worst decision we had ever made. I have had this dream before, haven’t I? Why am I always dreaming about selling the house and what a big mistake it is?

Weird. I should look that up. I missed our house and wanted to buy it back.

Another odd dream again last night. Not sure what the deal is.
I dreamed that my Husband and I had to move. I have had moving dreams like this before. We moved into this house way out on the west side, it was huge and had a long and narrow yard. Too may hills for agility, I remember thinking. My Dad visited and he wanted to secure the fence because the bottom seemed like the dogs could dig under, especially Tatum (funny she is in a dream already).

So we were looking through the house that we had bought and the south side was a normal house, but large. Big rooms, nice kitchen. As we were moving through the house we found that the north end was nicer. It had 4 kitchens and the bathroom was all granite. The TV rooms were also amazing. And it was on a circle. Like the house I lived in out in West Jordan years ago.

Eventually we were told that only half of the house was ours, but the papers we had signed said it was all ours. When we looked at the house from the outside there was definitely a difference between the south and north sides. Brick, windows, and the north side was much fancier, like a fancy hotel even.

Anyway then suddenly my husband and I are told that since we live in the house, we are now Emperor and Empress. LOL. So cool, we are okay with that. We go in the limousine and we are taken to a place where they give us oil baths and treat us special. We are able to go home afterwards but we go to the oil place a few days every week for our treatments. I don’t think the positions came with any money.
It was not a bad dream this time, thank goodness. Not all that great, but not bad, either.