I need to keep a notebook by my bed and force myself to write shit down right away. I can lay awake for minutes replaying dreams in my mind, but I still end up forgetting them somehow later on!

Here is one from Saturday morning that I remembered pretty vividly:

Saturday Morning, March 27, 2010
Opened on an Antarctic-like island that actually looked more like a desert (but below zero temperatures) where an earthquake had just laid ruin to an ancient society; as I walking along a beach, my flowery dress blew in the wind and an Alice in Wonderland movie was projected onto the sky above me. I passed Leonardo DiCaprio, who said something to me. I took out my headphones..he said something to the affect of "How's this weather?" (This whole scene was quite Dali-esque.)

I retreated back to a "base" to seek shelter from the storm...it was almost like a mini city inside. Leo talked with me..just nice conversation, and I made sure that I never mentioned his acting profession. He was a nice guy. Then I had to go outside to follow my grandma. There was a Spanish restaurant outside. Also I remember a room with tons of small bedrooms and crappy mattresses in them, and odd nautical science rooms.

Labels: dali, earthquake, film, leonardo dicaprio, storm

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I think this annoyance with not being able to remember my dreams is permeating my sub-conscious. Last night, I recounted everything in my dream WHILE MY DREAM WAS STILL HAPPENING. Odd right? After the bulk of my dream occurred, I sat down on a couch and shared all the events with another character. I think this was my brain's sneaky way of ensuring I would definitely remember everything when I woke up. Clever brain!

So here it is, in all its glory:

March 10, 2010
- There was an earthquake on an island called Atlanta (Georgia?) and the roads were floating in the water like giant icebergs. I was staying in a Jamaican house with two other guys. At some point one of those guys was Harrison Ford, and he went out with his wife to try to rekindle their romance. But when he came back from work the next day she had left a note that said "sorry g2g."

Every once in awhile we would go out to see the damage and prepare for a worse flood and/or earthquake to come back (so said the weather forecast...every day). We found an old necklace from back in the 80s that had washed up. I also found I could communicate with dolphins, and they were trying to save us from impending doom.

Labels: animals, apocalypse, dolphin, earthquake, flood, harrison ford, jamaican, necklace

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