Last night I dreamt that Cillian had made little dots on the carpet with a permanent marker. I took some bleach and a rag and tried to get the spots out but every time I cleaned a spot there would be little blue action figure legs sticking out. I would pull them out of the carpet. One particular spot had several action figures in it. I think this is just a dream you have when you have boy children.
I also dreamt that I had to help a friend perform a tooth extraction on an elderly man’s mouth. It was weird though. Me and like five other people had to make a star shape while holding string in our mouths to balance out the string she was using to pull out the patient’s tooth. I can’t explain it properly but all the strings in our mouths were all connected up above the patient. The strings were all tied around his tooth and my friend, who I really didn’t know in real life she was just a dream person, had the strings in her hands and would do the pulling. It was weird. There was also a ceremony and a Harry Potter play afterwards that turned into chaos and everyone in the audience was running while flashes of light and explosions were happening. I don’t know, man.
This dream really bothered me. I dreamt that I had reunited with an old friend, one that ended on bad terms. We started hanging out again after a tearful reconciliation. We went to a festival in a park. It was a whole weekend thing. My parents were there to, they were together. My parents have been divorced since 2009 but every time I dream about them, with the exception of one time, they are still together. I think the reason I dreamt about the old friend is because her birthday is coming up and it’s the anniversary of our break up. I’m not going to get into why we aren’t friends anymore, that’s another post for another time, but I still think about it a lot. I’m not sure why because I don’t feel like I was in the wrong. Maybe I was, but I don’t think so. I’ll let you guys be the judge when I post about it.
I dreamed that I came upon two dressers full of stuff, my stuff. They were in a parking lot and I had two shopping carts. I had to get all my stuff. I was picking through it all and deciding to leave some stuff. I finished with the first cart then started on the second one. I took a small break and when I came back all my stuff was being thrown into a garbage truck. I had to stop them and they told me I had to dig in the truck to get all my stuff back. I had worked so hard to pick all the stuff out the first time, only to have it all thrown away and I had to do it all over again.