I had to repeat these dreams to myself multiple times this morning in the shower to keep from them slipping away from my memory. They kept flickering in and out of my mind. Luckily, I had the bright idea to write down keywords to help me keep them in mind for when I actually wrote them down.

I had three different ones last night/this morning!

March 12, 2010
- On Harmony Rd with Ryan and others talking about an alien encounter; also saw an injured fox crossing the road; met with my aunt and uncle on Salisbury, waiting for my parents to join us (was Harrison Ford here again?)

- Went to a party that my cousin was throwing for a friend int his warehouse looking beer joint in NJ; however, first the phone caught on fire, then someone tried to cook something and the stove went on fire. we pulled the fire alarm, and we all fled; i had my yellow leather purse and almost took one that looked just like it. outside looked like my old neighborhood behind us on Ravatt Rd; the people I was with disappeared underground. Suddenly I was a entrapped by an inner GPS system that would only let me look at things from above. I was in a car trying to get home, but it kept picking me up and dropping me into odd roads. It places me in the middle of nowhere and I had to hold my breath and go underwater, to see my neighborhood amidst watery muck as I tried to navigate through it before I lost my breath.

- Ryan and I were on the Q subway; a guy sat next to me and we were fighting as he was saying that I was taking up to much room; we were watching a movie with gratuitous violence...Sarah Silverman locked in a house while a killer tried axing his way though...she was clutching a stuffed bunny and hiding under the floorboards; then we saw the outside where the police were, and some crazy woman came out with a chainsaw and sliced halfway through a guy's head; fake looking red clear guts came out; later I realized this was a Tarantino movie .

Labels: animals, chainsaw, childhood, film, fire, fox, harrison ford, home, murder, Sarah Silverman, Tarantino, underwater

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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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