Two-Part Dream

Part One:

I was coming home with a man. She was an FBI agent. His girlfriend was also an agent, or a cop, and they weren't allowed to see each other. I had figured out a plan to get them together. I hadn't counted on what happened next. I walk into my bathroom (or maybe my bedroom - I don't know if the guy was on my bed or in my bathtub) and there's a man sitting there pointing a gun at me. He tells me that he's going to teach me how to protect myself and keep my apartment safe and then goes to try to shoot me. I scream, the man comes running and cuts off his head. The police come - and the woman, his girlfriend, is there. I need to hide the fact that this guy is here until I get them together. I figure out a plan but then I wake up too much to put it in place.

Part Two:

I'm in a debate. It's a contest. We have to talk about ourselves and a topic and then the winner will get $1,000. I am asked questions about my previous jobs. I talk about being a legal secretary and wrking at Bloodview. There was only one other contestant. We had to wait a long time to get the results. Then we were brought in front of a large crowd and we had to make a 3 minute presentation on a topic that was given to us last minute. I met past contest winners. There were at least three of them there. Dave was with me to give me support. It wsa 3:00 a.m. Parking was difficult. The street was empty now but there had been no close parking earlier in the evening. I won the contest. Not only did I win the $1,000, but I won a total of $10,000.

Hair - Again

So I just got my haircut Wednesday and in my dream I dreamt I didn't really like the cut and went somewhere else the next night to get it cut again.

BOG's Big Move

I dreamed:

I got into work on Thursday morning. Everyone was in a tizzy. We were moving. It was a last minute decision, but we had to move right away. The office space where I worked was bigger then where I actually am in my awake life. The bosses were going through the library and throwing away items they didn't need. JB was packing up all the stuff that is usually just sitting around his office. I was unprepared and unwarned. I needed to order boexes. I needed to create a system. I had one, but it wasn't ready yet. I went around counting the file cabinets to figure out how many boxes I would need. Two people who rented office space, one of whom had just moved in, was perplexed and unnerved. (In my awake life, there are 2 people who do rent office space, but neither of these people were in my dream.) She had just moved everything to the office and didn't know where she was going to go. I kept trying to tell my bosses that I still needed to take Friday off, but no one could stop and listen.

I told Dave what was happening and he started yelling at me that I ordered too many boxes. I told him I hadn't, that I had counted, and even so, if we didn't use them all they'd still be usable for something else later on, but he had headphones on and wasn't really listening to me. So I took off his headphones, yelled at him and then pinched him. He pinched me back and I woke up.

Yes, Molly, this was a distressing dream to me.

Odd, odd and odd

I was on base, trying to see Sarah, but she was sleeping. I kept coming close to seeing her, but kept missing her. There were steps to where she was and I just couldn't get up there. I tried to get Dave to see her too, but he just wouldn't come.

I was in a military hospital ward. It was cold, dark and grey. There were lights flickering and not many people around. I was pregnant with my third child, a girl. I was put in a room with 3 other people who were pregnant. They were all at different stages and we were talking about our pregnancies. I kept talking about my first two kids. There was this one who was 9cm dilated and I looked. It was incredible. You could see the little baby inside the hole. Then she said she needed to push and I caught the baby, but the baby was white (as in white as a sheet - not caucasian) and the baby was small and odd looking, almost like an alien, and then it turned out that the girl was really a guy and I have no idea how a guy was pregnant with a little baby.

Then I was in a room with a few friends and a tv. We were going back and forth between watching Amadeus and another movie. We would be in this scenario a lot and we would always start at the same part of the movie and end at the same part of the movie each time. One of the movies was with a house and then I was in the movie, talking as well. The house was big and beautiful. It had vines growing along the flat rooftop. I was in a big wooden, swing, swinging along the side of 2 or 3 other people, also in big wooden swings - all lined up in a row. On the lawn in front of us were fall leaves, 3-4 inches thick. They weren't in piles, but they were even on the lawn. At one point I dug down to see how thick they went. They were big and gorgeous - like a bed. Along the side was a river and people were walking past.

My friends got mad about the movie situation. They were getting sick of the same old thing happening on tv. I went upstairs to blog on the computer (I think to blog the dream I was in) and Dave had moved the computer in a way that I couldn't type on it. He was made at me.

The Boy

So there was this guy that I knew a long time ago. We were in a village that had a lot of hills and grass everywhere. We had dated a long time ago and he wanted to start dating me again. (In the dream I was not married.) He was very, very tall. I met his family and everyone in the family was very, very tall. My friend Phil was one of his brothers. We were in a mall, but it was very narrow. There weren’t any stores, but this was his house. There was a man there who was trying to quit smoking but he was joking about it and he had a lit cigarette in his neck and a lit cigar in his bellybutton. We were going back to my house and he had to get ready, but things kept coming up. He gave me a big hug and didn’t let go.

Note: The dream had a good feeling about it.

Work

I was getting my bonus from my bosses. It came by messenger because they didn’t want me to have to pay taxes on it. I got a nice check, over $3,800. But my ex-coworker got $1,900 and for her 6 weeks, it made my check look like it wasn’t as great. She wasn’t even working there anymore. My boss started explaining to the messenger the discretion he needed to take with the checks.

Then I found a new room in the office. It had 3-4 video games in it, one of which was Frogger. It didn’t quite look like frogger. You could never go back to the beginning because you could never lose, but the level you were on was impossible. We started talking about how it would be great if we could put more files in that room instead of using it for old junk, but that we needed to keep some space available for storage other then files.

Then my mom was in the room with a whole bunch of other people. She was handing out Channukah presents. She took a picture I had made for her out of the frame so that she could put something else in. It had crocheted items and painted items. It was an art piece. Rachel had spoken up, she had wanted it, but it was too late, my mom already took the items out and she only wanted

And it continues . . .

Saturday morning, and it wasn't even his... Saturday evening (still not his)...

Mine and His

So in my dream last night, I was watching a reality show not unlike Tila Tequila. There were guys and girls vying for the attention of one person. I don't know who that person was. I was an outside watcher in this dream. There were just a mass of people and everyone kept saying that no one was right for the one dater.

On G's side: He dreamt of school and it was a good dream.

Beauty Pageant

I was in a beauty contest. There were different entries, a kid's division, an male division and a female division. Guess which one I was in??? Ha ha. Anyway, in each division, it was more of a contest like a reality show. The contestants sat on a stage and had to perform a variety of beauty pageant related tasks. One of the tasks of the female contestants was to apply makeup to a clear bra strap so you couldn't see the clear plastic. You should have seen the women trying to put makeup on their backs. One of the contestants had a big scar on their face that they had to try and cover up - but it was more like a fake one that you would see at the haunted house - made out of latex and difficult to cover with regular makeup - so the judge's were forgiving on that.

Then, while we were waiting for the judging, we had to learn a really cool dance routine. It was awesome. We were all moving around each other and up on this system of bars, like a spider web made out of metal. It was really, really cool.

The judging took forever. I couldn't believe the audience was able to sit through it all. The whole thing lasted more then 12 hours.

Surgery and a Helicopter

I needed to have surgery. I was being prepped. I was on the gurney, but I wasn't in a hospital. My surgeon was playing cards and games with other people sitting at a table. I had to have a notebook updated in my back. (A three-ring binder) I was told that I shouldn't keep updating the first few pages because they change so frequently it would require many surgeries to stay on top of it so I opted not to have those pages changed. (You couldn't see the existing binder normally, only during surgery.) All my friends and family were around me, but they weren't necessarily helping me get ready for surgery. They were just in the building that I was in. Just after the surgery I had to fly in a helicopter. I don't know where we went, but I knew I was well enough to fly in it.

My Dream and G's Dream

I was at a rock concert. I was there with the band. The guy I was with played guitar. They were setting up. Usher was there as a special guest. He wouldn’t give me the time of day. He’d only look at the cute girl holding a drink. The drums were being set up on stage and I thought they should get moved over, but if they did, no one would be able to walk around them. The club had different rooms in it and I was walking around, checking them out. I think there was a drag racing strip running around the outside of the room.

I started walking down a street, with a child. We were in an opulent neighborhood. There was this one big, beautiful house and in the back was an open patio. It was down the hill and completely separate from the rest of the house. It was a room, but it had no walls. The room itself was as large as the footprint of my house. There was a large screen tv and bar. It was an old boss of mine’s house – Steve. He was sitting there, in a suit, with his wife and one of his kid’s (though she was much younger in the dream). I peaked my head around the corner and surprised him with a hello. We sat on the couch catching up. I said he was doing well for himself considering the circumstances and we started talking about his different business ventures.

Then G woke up and wanted to tell me his bad dream:

The man took away his food. He was a bad. He couldn’t remember anymore. He said it was too hard to remember.

Just trying to get a new picture, and xs.to isn't working for me right now.

Hat Boy - Photographic Montage

Day 1 - Thanksgiving
Day 2 - Day after Thanksgiving

Day 3 - Day after day after Thanksgiving

Pres B

Note: I don't want people doing a search for him to find my site necessarily, so I'm just calling him Pres B. Also, I would have remembered more about this dream but my Map Dot Fingerprint Dystrophy is completely acting up and it's taken over my emotions and thoughts this morning. Plus, It's still hard to see this morning.

I photocopied a paper that I had signed for him. I wasn't supposed to have. He was coming to speak to a group in a small auditorium and I completely evaded secret service to do so. They were chasing me and trying to find me but I kept eluding them. I redid the paper and fixed the mistake I made on it.

Then I was driving down a lane. It was a very country type of road. This part of the dream is eluding me right now. I was meeting a group of people.

Then I was at a circus. There was a very large crowd. We never actually made it inside the circus. There was an argument about this circus versus the other circus. We were not at the normal one that comes to Cleveland, but some little side circus that's $2, 3 or 4 thousand a ticket. I kept asking the name of the circus and I ket getting an answer. I couldn't figure out why it was so expensive.

Hmmm....crowds, eluding authority. I wonder what these mean?

Messed Up Hair

Note: This picture is from MSN.com. It is not me.

All I remember from last night's long dream is that my hair was severely knotted and windblown and completely unmanageable.

Time warp

There was a game being played - football or some such game. The winner and I were dating. Every game he played we would kiss. He was playing his last game and they were on the verge of winning, but he kept losing players to a time warp. They had time warped to play the game and now they were going back.

Long and Involved

Last night's dream was long and involved, so let's see what I can remember 3 hours later....

I was at a college and performing experiments. There was a cute guy who noticed me (Note: I tried getting him back into my dream, but it didn't work.) I remember my kids being in little yellow raincoats the whole time. We were outside on the college campus and then in a kitchen. I think I was trying to prove a point and it wasn't working.

Man, this is frustrating. It was a good dream last night too. I need to put pencil and paper next to my bed again, especially since I've been dreaming more. The time gap between waking up and blogging is just too long and too involved with life (which, I guess, is a good thing).

Dirty Bathtub

All I remember was that there was a girl in a bathtub and it was filthy - absolutely disgustingly dirty, and Dave's new leather jacket was half floating in it. I kept trying to get the muck out of the tub. It had actually taken a while to get the muck out before I had even realized there was a person in it.

My Brother

Another miscommunication dream.

I was going about my normal weekend. G, Little One and I were at the mall and we entered a contest of Simon Says. First we were on the white team first and then for the second go-around, they thought we wanted to be on the white team, but we wanted to be on the black team. All of a sudden Karyn comes running up to me. She had been looking all over for us.

We kept going about our business until I saw Dennis. (Karyn had disappeared before my brother showed up.) They were in town that weekend and not the weekend after, which is when I expected them. They were in town for my Dad's concert, but they were only having rehearsal. There was a small party going on. Dennis didn't believe me that it was just a rehearsal, but when we walked in, they weren't in concert clothing and a ton of people were watching there. The conductor shooed everyone away but kept my brother and me around. He asked Dennis if he wanted to sit in and he sat down next to Dad. Then Karyn showed up with my nephew and my nephew was wearing a lamb halloween costume. He asked me if I wanted t sit in too, but all I had was a standup bass. The conduct asked another musician if he wanted to play it and I extended the thing at the bottom that holds it up, but this guy sat down with it, which I thought was really weird.

Dennis and Karyn hadn't seen Little One through this, but they apologized because they had to get home. As soon as they left for home, Little One woke me up crying this a.m. I don't think he wanted to see them leave.

Thanks Dad for watching over me in my dream, but what does it mean?

Halloween Party

G woke up at 3:00 a.m. and told me about his dream:

He was at a halloween party with Daddy. He had some friends there. They walked outside and there was one guy who was really big.

Then he wanted me to wake up his Daddy so he could be in bed with him. That didn't happen. I told G about his dream this morning and he just looked at me with wide eyes. He hadn't remembered a word. Of course, Dave thought this was my dream because he said I started to talk in my sleep again last night.

I had remembered my dream first thing this morning, and it wasn't a "blocked" dream, I don't think, but after being awake for 5 hours, I just can't channel it. There's just too much going on and I'm still just too tired.

Marching Band

I was in a car and there was another car that was behind us. We got out to watch a marching band. I remember that it was weird because they marched right up to a wall so that the people in the front row were about 12" away from the wall, but they were still looking straight ahead. Then I was chasing the people in the convertible. Then we were in a building that had a very small room and we were all sitting on a couch.

Note: This was a very involved dream and I remembered it really well when I woke up, but most of the dream eludes me right now. The only reason I remembered the marching band was because Dave said that I was talking in my sleep and it sounded like I was being chased so he woke me up a little to calm me down. Of course, I don't remember talking in my sleep.

My Date

I was going to meet Dave for dinner. I drove past where G was being babysat and he was playing a game. I went to a mall - it was monstrously huge. I couldn't walk normally. There was a problem with my shoes. They were slowing me down. They were slippery. I couldn't walk at a normal pace and I was really slow. I had gotten half-way there and then had to turn around because I had forgot something. I was also a bit lost. It took me over an hour to walk in the mall to where I needed to go. I saw our friend TJ and asked him to call Dave to let him know I was going to be late but he said he couldn't. I asked again and he did, but first he called him at home and then he called him at Dave's grandmothers, and we both knew Dave was at neither of those places.

Finally I made it to a place where there was chinese food. It was in the middle of the mall, not in a restaurant. We ate our first course and then had to go somewhere else. After the second course we went into an amphitheater where Dave surprised me with a dozen red roses.

My Brother and a Monster Truck

Dave and I walk into a building and I see my brother. I do a double-take. I'm not sure it's my brother. It looks exactly like my brother, but it's a 3 dimensional advertisement. It's so lifelike, but it's only his head, and not his body. His ad is for a cold rememdy. It features my brother's face smiling. Then he sneezes snot all over the place. Then he's smiling again. I try to take a picture of it but my camera isn't working. The ad changes to a woman and then I see the woman from the ad. I want a picture of her but my camera still won't work. I figure out the shutter won't open so I move it manually. The woman doesn't want her picture taken so she walks right up to me and all I get is a picture of her eye. It's got so many wrinkles (like a sharpei) and is dark underneath her eye.

Then we're in an auditorium or school or something but I don't remember what happens here.

Then we're pulling into a residential driveway. I'm in the middle because I thought it was for only 1 house. It turns out there were 3 or 4 houses back there and a big, white monster trucks comes up out of nowhere, barrelling ahead, and starts honking. I move to the right but the lady thinks she's in England or something. She keeps barrelling toward us. I magically move to the side and narrowly avoid an accident.

Death

With all the death around me, this dream doesn't completely surprise me. Of course, death could also mean change. Maybe change for the better?

My step-dad died. A few days later, my mom also died. The emotions felt real and they were terrible. I was a complete mess. I remember seeing my boss' wife and just telling her with a look. I remember see the temple babysitter walking down the street and rsvp'ing to her Pampered Chef's party. I remember thinking how odd it was that she had to walk so far to where she parked her car (she lives in Shaker and parked in S. Euclid). I remember being surrounded by friends who did everything for me, but not at my house. It felt more like a restaurant.

I'm just hoping that this means change.

A Weddling

It's beena while, but I finally had a dream last night.

Last night I was at Jen and Dion's wedding. I have been friends with Dion since about 1991 or 1992 - about 15 years. In last night's dream Dion had written me a letter about 2 days before his wedding that I didn't receive until after his wedding that mentioned what an amazing person I was, etc., etc., etc. He mentioned that because I was a drifter he knew I would never cheat, but that he had to tell me his feelings. All of his friends had gotten word of his letter. Now, his letter meant a lot to me and I would never cheat, on him or me, but none of his friends knew this and they kept a close watch on us. We were at an apartment and there was a big backyard. I remember I kept going to the backyard. My kids were involved somehow, someone had to watch them, but I don't remember how.

Now, remember, this was only a dream and definitely not reality.

I love you Dad

Saturday Night - Motorcycle helmet

Sarah, my sister-in-law, was wearing an orange motorcycle helmet. It was shaped perfectly around her head, but it looked a little odd. I had to send her my helmet to make sure that she was wearing one that fit. The shape and color of the helmet were so important in the dream and I had a sense of urgency of sending her the helmet.

My interpretation of the dream: Sarah is pregnant. I'm worried about her health and the baby's health and I feel that I should be doing something to protect them? It's the instinct of protecting my baby sister and protecting my niece/nephew, whom I love both of very much.

Flying

There was a boy who could fly. We became friends and he would take me and another friend flying with him. One problem we always had was the lack of takeoff space because of all of the overhead wires, but we always managed to find somewhere to fly. We were being chased by "bad guys". It was your typical movie plot. We had to get away, but we needed to separate in order to do so. We almost kissed, but duty called first. We got away, we kissed, it was a happy ending.

Editor's note: First of all, I LOVE flying dreams. Second of all, I LOVE movies where the guy and the girl get together and live happily ever after. Why watch a movie where there isn't a happy ending. Even though we were being chased, to me, this was a good dream. I got the guy in the end. I got to soar above the world. I was happy.

Diamond and a Lottery Ticket

Down at a thing. My family was there. My boss, BJO was there. A well-known FBI druglord (aka Druglord) was there. A cartel drug leader (aka "Really Bad Dude" or "RBD") was there too. RBD wanted me to take a cell phone that had a stolen diamond in it and wrap it up again. Druglord handed me the phone and then I wrapped it up. I wasn't part of the crime, but I was being forced to do what the "bad guys" wanted. When they weren't looking I took the diamond out of the phone. RBD left. I had my opportunity to get away. I got the phone as evidence and walked out with my family. On the way out, RBD was on his way back in so I called BJO and told him to get out because RBD was going to be VERY mad. I had a scheme. I called 911 and then called RBD and the Druglord so that their numbers were on the phone. I was going to the police department, demanded to talk to the Chief and told him I wouldn't say a thing until me and my family were granted police protection. I had them dust the phone for prints and turned the diamond over.

Cut to:

There were winning lottery ticket numbers tattooed on the back of someone, maybe me. Someone was driving a car down an alleyway but there was a lot of traffic and she wasn't trusting. There was a dance studio across from her apartment. The numbers had to be hidden until the winning money came through. She called a close friend, who immediately came over, but he didn't know about the lottery numbers. We had to hide the shoe in the refrigerator vegetable bin to keep it from being seen.

Don't ask me. It was just a dream.

A trip to Israel

We were visiting Israel. It was me, Dave, my brother and sister-in-law and nephew. We were looking at the shops and trying to figure out what we wanted to buy. It was dinnertime and the only place to eat was this dinner show, but we didn't have tickets. It was open seating and Dave kept walking around taking deviled eggs off of the tables to eat. We didn't even try getting falafels or anything like that. We also found out that Kirstie was pregnant again and I was worried about her having 2 so close together.

I'll need to call Kirstie and find out.....

Maternity

At first I was in a large auditorium. It was huge, but now I don't remember what I was doing there. What I do remember is bringing three presents to a maternity ward. I dropped off two of the presents and couldn't find anyone to give the third to, so I saw someone I knew sitting there, Suzanne (who in real life has as her youngest a 4 year old) and told gave her the present because I had meant to give it to her a month earlier, when her baby was born. Then I went to see my friend and someone came in who had to do a test on her. He wasn't from the hospital but we had been expecting him. It turned out that he was in imposter and he was doing something to mess with the girl I was seeing. We didn't find out it until it was too late.

Saturday Night - Old Friends and Bars

I was walking along a city street. Little One had no shoes on, as normal. We walked down some stairs and there were some good friends of mine waiting for me. Jeremy from Bloodview was there and greeted me with a big, nice to see you again, hug. Brent and Ed were there from Camp Wise. It was a bar. But it wasn't a normal bar. Instead, my table was laid out with jello and candy that was all orange. Unfortunately, I didn't get to eat any of it because I woke up.

I think this dream has something to do with my kids because, since they were born, orange has become one of my favorite colors, especially for them to wear, and gummies is my older son's favorite kind of candy.

A party, making out and H.H.

I was going to a small party. I had to buy four items to bring. I had to buy each item from either side of the street I was going to. I was in an amusement park ride, one of the round ones that goes up and down and I was sitting next to Dave but on the other side was a very cute guy. We were making out. I told him it was ok because Dave and I had an open relationship, but I had to make sure with him if I could do anything else. He said he didn't like to just kiss, but I didn't care.

Then I was sitting in a room and I was giving Hugh Hefner a backrub.

Ye Olden Days

I was a poor wench in the rennaissance days. I was just dumped by my boyfriend and kicked out of the house. I was young and naive. I had nowhere to go. I was eating dinner and someone approached me and sat down and ate with me. We didn't realize how expensive the meal was and people kept taking things from me. I didn't know how I was going to pay for the food.

OK - Now picture all of that above in very fine detail. The rustic tables, the shanty clothes. The smells and odors. The drab colors of the poor.

My Babies Are Growing Up

My baby is 14 months old and just got his first haircut. He looks like such a little man. Dave said that he sat very well (except by the ears, but I don't blame him for that). The man in the picture is Charlie B. He cut Dave's hair when he was a little boy and cut G's hair for his first haircut (when he was 8 months old) and a few times since then. I think Charlie still has a G's baby announcement up at his station.

Along the same lines - my baby is officially starting kindergarten on August 27. He's done at preschool forever and ever and just had his 5 year checkup.

Oh my sweet boys - how time flies. I love you both so much.

Trying to Get Your Love

It starts off house hunting. The houses look absolutely tiny and run down from the outside, but as soon as you go inside, the house is a mansion. There were fireplaces placed in the middle of the floor and they have metal covers that snuff them out when you're done. It had a brand name etched in it, but I can't remember the name of it now. The kitchen was emaculate. I was looking in the master suite and someone was changing into their nightclothes so I apologized. I walked down an awkward narrow hall and it turned into the nursery. There was 1 crib, but inside the crib was an up and down section and each one had a baby in it. Then the dream turned into a movie where a guy is trying to attract a girl. The girl was rich and her family didn't want anything to do with him, but he kept trying to win her over anyway. They were going out as a group and he picked out clothes for everyone, but they were detective-type sleuth clothes. Then my son cried and woke me up.

A brave little girl

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There was a little girl who was tiny and we were trying to save her. She was a strong soul, however, and fought with everything she had. She was a positive inspiration, doing everything the bigger kids were doing, even though she wasn't big enough. I can't explain the images now, but it was like one of those 60 minute specials that are truly inspirational.

I didn't want to wake from this dream, but my only little inspirations decided that I needed to.

Saturday Night - Cedar Point / Reality TV

We went to Cedar Point Saturday. Saturday night I kept dreaming that I was getting on the Power Tower and was riding the ride, over and over again. Why Power Tower? Millenium Force was much better.

Part Two: I was a finalist on a reality cooking show. I was one of four and I was being interviewed on television. I was nervous about it because I didn't know why I was a finalist.

Pogo

The above image are three of my pogo "minis". Right now, I'm using the one on the right.

I bought a pogo mini upgrade option and it cost most of my tokens. I remember being mad because it didn't give me an opt-out option in case I really didn't want to buy it. So I lost most of my tokens and what was the upgrade? My ass.

Then I kept dreaming about a pool and a party and it wasn't all positive, but I completely lost it when I woke up.

Cocaine

It's late at night now and it was fuzzy earlier. What I remember is disjointed and hard to explain, so let's see what develops:

People, including me, were going through something. I think we were working. We went through twice. The first time was fine and the second time we all thought it was fine. It turned out that in reality, most of us were hopped up on coke at some point or another and we were really blathering idiots who had no idea what was going on. All of a sudden we would get an image of ourself trying to work. We thought we were doing great, but it turns out that we were pretty much unintelligible.

There was a dirt road and people sitting in lawn chairs.

I was going to a mall and Jody H. was there. We were driving through a parking lot for a while. We were in a parking garage. We went inside and there was some sort of contest going on, but it turned out most of the teens in the mall were all flying high on something and I could look around and just see it in their eyes.

2 part dream - a contest and war torn fencing

Part One:

I was in a contest. I was on a big piece of rock thousands of feet above the ground. There would only be one winner - the one who didn't die. I kept looking at what piece was about to come off next and didn't know how to get down to the ground. I jumped from one end to another part higher up and was yelled at by another contestant. Next thing I know, I'm looking down and the ground is coming up fast - almost like "freefalling". I get to one part of the rock and grab on to these two big bungie cord things, I touch down. My feet hit earth! The person who yelled at me was laughing at me and then he grabbed my cords. I let go and he was about to be ecstatic for winning but then he let go. He literally flew thousands of feet into the air again and knew he was about to die. He came crashing down, hard and I started crying and crying and crying.

Part Two:

I was in a war-torn area. There were two countries, one with the war and one without, bordering each other. There was nothing but rock and dirt surrounding us. There was a long fence, like a cattle fence. It was gated on all sides so once you were in the fence you couldn't leave. You could either go to the war torn country or leave it. The people coming was a steady stream, the people leaving was a trickle. This one man saw his family - a boy, a mom and their dog. They were leaving. The man was coming. He instantly turned around and went back the other way when he got to the end. A man came up outside of the fence and open fired on them. The boy and dog got away but the other two were lying there. As soon as the man with the gun left, the dad got up - he hadn't been hit - but the mom had. The dad caught up to his son and they made it to the other side.

Then I was sitting in a cafe in Boston, but I was still feeling like I was being chased by the war-torn country. There was a boy without a mom and we were trying to figure out how we were going to get by. Then Julia Roberts was in the dream, she had a 2 kids with her. She was famous, but it wasn't because she was Julia Roberts, she was a different famous person. She tried sneaking around, but it wasn't working. Then this part of the dream gets hazy.

Mad TV

I was on the tv show Mad TV. I was an audience member but they asked me to do skits with them. It was all improved and I was great. Then there were some after-parties in a hotel that I was going to. I kept going from room to room. One room was filled with minors, and I just made sure they weren't doing anything they weren't supposed to.