Driver, I have to go!!

There were four of us traveling across the
United States (I think) in a large white van. We (using nicknames here); Twitch, Dot, Laser, the driver and myself, kept driving through the middle of no where. It was strange because we kept coming up on these REALLY nice housing developments in the middle of the desert. I remember being incredibly confused since there was absolutely nothing out there except these houses. Not a single store, bank, gas station... nothing... just desert and cacti.

Twitch and Dot were discussing how sick Twitch would get if she smoked too much marijuana and I was trying to convince the driver to pull over because I had to use the restroom. He would "accidentally" miss each exit for a rest stop and refused to pull over to the side of the road to let me relieve myself. WTF

Laser sat in the back of the van laughing uncontrollably the whole time while making snide comments at Twitch and myself for being girls and complaining about our current situation. HE WOULD.

Flying High in the Sky

The dream started out in some kind of military college camp out in the middle of no where. For some reason I was being punished so they had me strapped to this large table in the middle of this huge house. I was by myself for what seemed like forever and could see other people outside doing military drills (running, going through obstacle courses, etc). I remember feeling incredibly lonely at first, but then this man came into the house and released me from the table. He was apparently my other half and we were deeply in love. As soon as he released me from the table, I wrapped myself in his arms and didn't let go for what seemed like days.

The scene changed and I was sitting there looking incredibly grief stricken and lost. Someone had kidnapped my love and I was determined to find him. Luckily, my subconscious gave me the ability to fly (yessssss). I flew all over the world looking for this man, from Alaska down to the Caribbean with absolutely no luck. At one point, I was so high in the sky I could see the whole world under me. I was pointing out to whoever I was flying with that I had been up to Alaska and all the way down to the Caribbean.

Unfortunately, I never did find the man I loved.

Once Again, Around the Bend

I was in some kind of video world going around counter-clockwise on an oval track. Every time I would make it around a certain point, the scenery around the track would change. One moment I would be surrounded by a vast green forest, the next a rainforest and waterfalls, so on and so forth.

As I was going around this neverending track, two foreigners (I couldn't place where they were from) along with another aquaintance I know in my waking life kept aggravating me. I remember standing there, going around this oval track and bitching at them, in turn causing a huge scene. Eventually, a cop came out of no where and put me under arrest. Instead of taking me to jail like a normal cop, he placed me in this cell that ventured around the track with everyone else. I was in front of the crowd so everyone could see me.

Ellie Goulding, who just so happens to be one of my favorite artists who I missed at SXSW this year, was supposed to play a show. She ended up setting up shop right in front of my cell and began to sing. I remember finally starting to feel a sense of calm and tranquility as soon as I heard the music. The cop realized this and decided to let me out so I could continue to enjoy Ellie's music as she continued with her show.

The two foreign guys who were harrasing me earlier in the dream came up behind me. One of them threw up all over me while the other began to try and throw me off the edge of the track, which would have killed me since the track seemed to be high in the sky with nothing but darkness beneath. I felt incredibly frightened in this moment and sat there screaming and fighting for my life until I woke up in a cold sweat.

It took me a long time to fall back asleep after waking up from this dream... This is the second dream in a row people have attacked me... What does it all mean?

Scribbled Emotions

I ran into my ex-boyfriend Nick while I was out walking around in my dream (I can't remember where I was when I saw him) and decided I would try and make things right since him and I didn't exactly have a friendly breakup. He wanted to sit down and video tape us while we discussed what had happened and told me he eventually wanted to make a video on violence in relationships. All I could do was laugh since him and I really didn't have a physically violent relationship and I wasn't really sure what he was trying to imply.... however, I suppose I could describe the mental anguish both of us suffered as being violent in some form or another (especially since it obviously still torments me to a point).

Nick ended up getting offended and left... He showed up at my house later on with his new girlfriend, who happened to be my buddy Eric's best friend in Omaha, NE, and another guy who I've never seen before. Long story short, this girl has issues with other women, she's overly protective and really doesn't give a shit about anyone or anything. She started talking a bunch of nonsense to me to start drama so I told them to get the hell out of my house. Once outside I locked them out and the girl continued to yell and scream obsenities at me so I threw a glass full of cranberry juice at her head. Of course the girl got pissed and they started to break into my house.

I called the cops just as they broke through the door. I was able to mace the two men before the girl pushed me into a closet and started to beat the hell out of me. I was still on the phone with the police so they could hear all of the commotion go on as it occured. The girl finally got off of me and the three started to run just as the cops showed up to arrest them.

The last thing I remember was watching a TV crew set up camp to do a news report as I collapsed on my living room floor balling my eyes out as the choas of the police surrounded me.

A War With No Sides

I was unfortunately, lucky enough to be caught in the middle of a war with no meaning in the dream I had last night. I wasn't sure if I was fighting for the right side, whether there was a right side or not, and I couldn't figure out just what we were fighting for. There is only one scene I remember and it reminded me of a sick morbid game, kind of like one of those life and death games off the SAW movies.

There were about five of us "soldiers" standing around an old abandoned car. One of our soldiers had been shoved inside the car door, where the window rolls up and down into. Obviously, it was an impossible situation as no living person could really fit into a car door without being cut up into a million different pieces. We were given rules on how we could get him out of the door. They were simple and short: Move him or the door the wrong way and he dies.

Oh great, so how the hell do we even start? Another soldier and myself decided we would risk everything and try to get our comrade out of the door... We got him about halfway out before my stupid alarm clock who destroys every good thing about sleep woke me up.