I’m fairly sure the police theme came from Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I’m also fairly sure that for a few seconds in that dream, I confused myself for Jake Peralta. My squadmates may also have been the Nine-Nine at some points, but I can’t really be sure.
Three million years, and we didn’t even seem to care much that humanity might be gone. It must have been a glitch in the system, then.
I loved the idea of a second earth I could go to, almost like…paradise. It really felt like I was reaching for something.
I’m sad summer’s over, though. I went on holiday to the Isle of Wight. I had a fair few dreams, but…I never had a chance to write them down on the mornings after, always had something I had to do, and I forgot by the time I got back to my laptop…it’s getting cold, and I miss summer. I guess I miss every summer though. Maybe winter will be nice to me? (Please let there be snow though, it’s the only way I can tolerate cold)
Last night, I dreamt I could fly again, even if it felt more like a limitless jump than flying.
With a running jump, I exited the atmosphere, and saw the stars, the sun, the universe; most interesting was a giant planet right behind the earth, unseen from my home country, orbiting the earth around the sun in a new binary system. The planet was ten times larger than Earth, though there were very few lights on the continents of the new planet, mostly around the coast. I felt my feet touch down on the planet’s atmosphere, and…it was solid, almost like perfectly transparent glass. I slid right off the atmosphere of the planet, right back down into the earth’s atmosphere. Continue reading
(I feel like I’m being repetitive by choosing Rosetta, but…it turns out it’s been over two years since I last used their tracks. I still love Wake/Lift, so I choose this one. I’m listening to (Temet Nosce) from the same album on my fifth repeat as I type this. It’s so relaxing…on another note, no, it isn’t meant to be an Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask reference, really, but it can be one if you want.)
I have to say, for only two hours of sleeping to try and recover from illness, that left a mark on me. The third dream was the most real that a dream’s ever felt to me, from the photo-taking right down to the way I remember myself speaking. It makes me feel kinda wistful that I don’t really have any person to go on summer adventures with right now. I don’t want to feel like I’m wasting the summer, but then again, we’ve had nothing but rain for the last week or two. It’s also been a while since I ended a dream by realising I was in a dream. I remember when I was younger, realising I was in a dream would make the dream turn into a nightmare, so I learned to stop doing that…I’m seriously sad that hub/centre doesn’t exist though, since it seemed like such a cool idea. Oh well…
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This morning, I woke up feeling very ill. There didn’t seem to be much else to do but wait for recovery, and so I slept.
In my first dream, I was on holiday in the summertime, staying in a bedroom on the top floor of someone’s two-storey house on the borders of a town at the countryside. The grey sky cast a layer of shadow over the house, and the rain fell lightly outside. I briefly looked out the window, and saw a small park on the ground level, a road outside the house leading both left or right, and rolling hills occasionally interrupted by lines of trees all the way to the horizon.
I was preoccupied with the room itself; I had been here before, in my childhood. It seemed more like I’d grown up here than visited – there were photos of me with people I didn’t recognise framed in the room, and scattered across the floor were items I got a familiar feeling from, ones I remembered from my childhood. I remembered everything from my childhood, and eventually came onto the subject of other dreams. I realised that I was in a dream, thus ending the dream. Continue reading
So Celeste (and Kingmaker implied) from Beginning of the End comes back, huh? I’m surprised. The stargazing was pretty beautiful if I remember. I don’t get too many chances to stargaze in real life any more, though I’ll always remember the few times I saw a shooting star walking home. The mansion’s technology was running Windows 7 or something similar if I remember, yet the other technologies seemed to be a lot more advanced. It’s a dream I’ve probably had a few times before though, similar ones anyway, so I’m not sure if I have TOO much to say on this one…it had kind of a Southern (USA) touch to it? I liked it myself.
I just hope for more interesting dreams, I guess? I can’t really tell when my lazy days and my busy days will be anymore.
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Last night I dreamt my family ran a mansion in the middle of the countryside near a verdant canyon; we had somewhat of a reputation for hosting a yearly summer ball. We’d just finished updating the computer systems some time late in the afternoon, and I started the dream in the computer suite finalising the updates with some of the mansion’s other technicians. The update went smoothly, and with no problems, and I left the computer suite to take a rest. Continue reading
You can probably tell the standard set of excuses I’m going to use for not being active, so I’ll just dispense with them for now.
The spirit seemed pretty friendly in that dream, so it’s a shame I didn’t see more of them…I’m also disappointed I don’t remember any of the locations, though looking through the window of an office in a train car and seeing the Alps was an amazing sight. The United States will seemingly always be in my dreams, though I have no plans to go back there now. I’ve been thinking of travelling to break the fatigue and ennui that seems to have onset over the last few months, but I don’t really have the money for that, so I might just go on a few big days out across my home country. That’s pretty exciting as well, though.