Because I was in love with a girl, but in the dream we were both very, very stupid or something. I went to Japan the first time on this really scary small jet. It was dirty and looked like the inside of an old van. I fell asleep and in almost no time was there. I don't remember much, her just showing me around the place and it was cool. We stayed with her parents. She wrote me notes like "How do you put a condom on a diaphragm" I guess she thought you put condoms on your actual diaphragm to prevent baby-making.

I traveled to her again on a nicer jet, but it was filled with trashy people. Once again it only took about three hours to get there. When we landed she told me she had bad news and I freaked out thinking they didn't have a place for me to stay. Nope. The whole country was just not allowed cakes. For some reason my parents ended up there, and her parents had found the diaphragm/condom notes and talked about how we were being sexually active. We walked around with our family and they discussed how shitty Japan had become and the cake was revolved around how Japan didn't want anything to do with Americans. I was worried because I was American. Her parents talked about moving over to our country, but were worried about their daughter become oversexualized.

Something about this dream infinitely worried me about matching up with the real world, so I forced myself awake.

Chicago text me a bunch of pictures of him beating up one of his friends for leaving the group and then ended up at my house. He started to burn sage in different parts of my room. He gave me a hug and I commented about how the water had made him less jiggly. He had given me a wizard bust and I moved it across the room. He loaded up all sorts of programs and told me he wanted people to think we were up to no good.

We wandered around chicago, having various adventures that were totally unrealistic. I have forgotten most of them. We tore through someone's house and bathed, I left the room only to return with someone else in there, they took my pants. We tiptoed downstairs but there were people in the living room playing video games. I wish I could remember the response I gave them. I know it was hilarious. Somehow outside, I put on a skirt only I didn't quite put it on, it was hanging over my shoulder. We stopped at a picnic table outside a bar and listened to everyone talk. Someone came up behind me and locked headphones to my ears, I was able to take them off, there was some sort of rap playing in them. The guy that took my pant gave them back after I complained to Chicago that my bus pass was in there, so we would have to walk.

We went back to my home and saw that no one messaged him. Therefore, not care that he wasn't really up to anything. He said to meet him downtown for fireworks and we would cuddle by his mom and his daughter (in real life he has a son...somehow in the dream he picked up my ex's daughter, Lydia.) I wandered around downtown looking for him, sent him a text but one of his friends came up to tell me how much she missed my green hair.

I'm excited/anxious to get back into the massage clinic, so I know I had this dream due to this.

I was going into the clinic...only it was super fucked up and awry. My client knew a different therapist and decided to get massaged by her instead. I was stuck with someone from my class (who in real life once made me cry when we first started.) and he reminded me of that time I massaged him. I couldn't properly set the table and he kept wiggling all over it and laying across it rather than the correct way and kind of bitching about my technique and the tools I had in my tool box. (Something my massage instructor calls our skills...or refers them to our tools/toolbox)

I look over and the therapist that took my client is shirtless and kissing the client. I started freaking out and yelling and start worrying about soap notes and my evaluation. My instructor tells me I'll still get half credit and I keep looking at the time worried about my next client.

I dreamed my sister forced me to smoke pot. I was so upset because I had a job interview the next day and I knew they were going to be drug testing me. I became so relieved when I woke up and realized it was a dream.

I dreamed I ate them with Chicago. It was mint ice cream with diced cucumbers on top and drizzled fudge all around it.

At first thought this sounds disgusting. But I broke it down to him over the phone. Now it's something I really wish to try.

night before last:
One dream all I wanted to do was get off. I balled up my underwear and stuck them between my legs and carried my cell phone around looking for privacy. I could never find it and I was frustrated. I went into the bathroom but mom had expanded it and gave it a weird door.

Then I went to the mall with Toby. He was trying to buy me a ring, and I didn't want one. He kept going through all these gold and diamond rings and my parents were there. He ended up buying himself one, It was silver and had little hoops around it. He then pulled me into the middle of the jewelry counter with my mom and she commented about how he spent a lot of money for me to be picking out a ring. The jewelry counter lady pulled out a book of stencils and said it was time to make mine. I kinda stormed away.

We rode an elevator but the first six stairs didn't work, and at the top it also curved around and then dropped down, it was a fast slope and at the bottom you kinda slid forever onto the floor. Toby wanted to change into a red shirt and I told him not to do it in public. I hid my face and when he returned he was wearing a beige button down shirt.

last night
I was going out with Toby in the woods but all these people from New Carlisle showed up. But they were still my friends, but I turned my back and they hit me with a barrel. They kept doing shitty, abusive things..enough to where it actually woke me up and my back felt like it was on fire. They bragged about being New Carlisle-ians. I didn't see Twitch there, but definitely a few of my roommates from that time.

I had a dream where i found a badly beaten Leo DiCaprio in the rain and brought him back to my apartment. When he regained consciousness, he asked me to give him a back rub and leaned his shirtless back against me as i straddled my legs around his sides... the sexiest position of all time, imo. After a time, he kissed my knee, thanked me for the hospitality and asked for glass of water. As i went, he looked up at me with brilliant blue eyes that pierced through the darkness and said that i was a beautiful ghost. When i returned, he was gone.

In the next scene, i was walking to work, staring wistfully at the ground just ahead of my feet. Then a pair of nice dress shoes suddenly appeared in front of mine. I raised my eyes and of course it was he. We entered the opulently upscale bar that i worked at and he disappeared again. Now, this bar was something else. Here, gravity had been overcome in the name of entertainment and the large, square serving area in the center was devoid of it. Patrons loftily sat along the wooden and gold trimmed bar (gravity intact) as floating women in long, flowing dresses fulfilled their drinking wishes.

I drifted down into the service area from the ceiling and began my shift. I soon noticed Leo sitting back in a corner, nursing a scotch, and watching me. I dared not leave the area to ask what he was doing and instead glided over to a man whose drink was empty. He had silver streaked hair and a wide smirk. The drink he ordered wasn't familiar to me so i inquired as to what that was. He asked that i lean closer. When i leaned my ear closer, he made a lewd comment and touched my face. Furious, i threw a drink in his face which enraged him as well. He reached into his coat as to pull a gun and that's when i felt a hand grab mine and pull me out over the bar. Leo caught me as gravity took hold and we ran out the door. His silver Aston Martin was parked outside and he sped off before i could even get the door closed all the way.

You'd think they'd be nightmares but no. They do contain scary situations and all but the dreams never focus around that part.

I miss sleeping next to someone, miss having someone to talk to daily.

Homework time.

Last night I dreamed I was in the Royal Rumble. I remember lasting for a while, and then one of the wrestler's couldn't physically be there so he skyped. I was the only one in the ring and the Undertaker was taking his 40 minute long entrance. I kept looking at the time thinking I had to be at the massage clinic to give a massage, so I folded up the laptop and put it on the outside of the ring and headed to the clinic.

It was a big room, a motel room..but a massage room. I was trying to switch over the table but it turned into a bed and had layers of sheets on there that were not staying on the corners. I left the room to grab new sheets for the table and in the area where they usually are, there were only black garbage bags. I grabbed one up and took it back to the room...only it was filled with overalls. I checked to see if the Royal Rumble was over, and it was. I don't know who won but I remembered the skype wrestler never went over the top rope, so I ran back and told McMahon that he still had a chance. It was never resolved

I was too lazy to retype all this out so I c&p it from an email I sent to Jimmi

The dreams were weird. (although since I stopped smoking pot all my dreams are weird.) I was at a party and George Clooney was there in a bathtub...but he was also made out of mashed potatoes. In another one I fell at the coast and some grass ripped my leg open at the thigh...a huge gaping wound that didn't seem to bleed much but the skin was peeled from the bone and I had to compress my hands around it just to keep it closed through the rest of the dream.

I had weird dreams about the dude I'm seeing leaving me for an ex, (I was recovering at his place for the week...and I think my head was just telling me I was ultra-relying on him for the rest and male nursing.) I had a dream where I was sexually assaulted at school by one of the instructors and everyone took her side and harassed me all around about it. The night before last, Toby (the dude) had to wake up early for work and I was just in and out of lucid dreaming and worried about him missing his alarm as he had the day before, so I had endless dreams of trying to wake him up. One dream we were laying in bed together and he was talking to me and I was outright rude to him, told him that I wasn't speaking to him anymore because I was certain it was a dream. (Thankfully it was.) Another where we were at a convention but didn't have enough money to go in so we tailgated outside and people from inside the event brought us food. Toby pretended to be a blue pokemon cat (that probably doesn't exist in pokemondom.) Another where my family lived near the Ocean and we had to make it deeper because a storm was coming and it kinda reminded me of that episode of Sliders.