Dream Log
05/25/2025: I don't remember many details of the dream but I do remember hanging out in a bar with my pal Arthur. At some point in the dream I needed to go to the restroom to clean up or do something. Arthur warned me to not go in there then I got accosted by some gross weirdo. I wonder why my dreams are warning about gross mentally ill weirdos? I also recently went off of caffiene and am about two weeks clean from he coffee goblin...is this the reason for the recent uptick of dreams? I hope I have more.
05/24/2025: I don't often remember my dreams as I rapidly accelerate through midlife but when I do remember them I will write them up here if I think they're interesting enough. I parked my truck and walked through the train station which was a dystopian junkie hellscape. I held my son close and told him to not look at any of the gross weirdos. Once we were on the train it looked kind of futuristic and was mostly clean. The textture of the train was like that puff plastic that ourdoor kids toys are made out of, like it was hollow and textured. Everything was white and blue. Then we got downtown and had to walk from there. I checked my GPS and my destination was over 3 miles away. We had to walk past more gross people so I decided to hop back on the train and go back to where we started this odyssey and just take my truck. Why didn't I just drive in the first place? What a silly and gross dream.
05/23/2025: I had a dream that I was using public transport with my 5 year old son. I guess this could already be classified as a nightmare. I drove my truck from my home to the train
03/15/2025: Last night I had a dream that I was checking my family into a really old house. It was two stories but build like an old log cabin. The bedrooms were on the second floor which were accessed through a balcony with an overhang. When we were checking the room out I saw a bright red light outside the door. I looked into the next room over from the balcony and there were three shadow people demons with red eyes. They slowly started advancing upon me so I got my family out of the room and told them to run downstairs. When one of the demons came out of the room I punted it off of the balcony into the backyard. I was rushing the family out of the area and as the little child size monster kept slowly walking towards us. I would wail on it and it would get blasted and knocked down but took no real damage and kept advancing slowly. I eventually woke up. I think I may be under spiritual attack.
03/14/2025: Last night I woke up around 0230 from this awesome dream. I was in a military surplus store arguing with my dead friend Anthony. He's been dead for a few years and was obviously back from the dead zombie style in the dream. We were arguing over who would get the cool vietnam era army jacket. He was trying to convince me to wear this lame flac jacket. Death burst into the store and started coming for us. Anthony grabbed a wig and tossed it on a model skeleton and threw it at death who was immediately horny for the sexy lady skeleton. Then I woke up to take a piss and immediately thought that the grim reaper was probably after my dead native spirit guide. Tricking death with a bony bimbo is the kind of hijinks Anthony would have tried to pull.