A Day In The Life

Dream 6/30/2017

My parents own a grocery store along with a famous actress. I don't know her name. I show up at the store one night. My parents remind me that I have two papers due tomorrow at school. I have yet to start on either of them. I leave the store.

The next day at school, I am sitting on the bleachers for chapel, when I accidentally injure myself. Right then, a journalist woman, sitting just a few rows above me, comes down to administer first aid. She fixes me up but leaves her ink pen. After chapel, I walk up to where she was sitting. She isn't there but below her seat is a bulletin with her face on it. I take it with me.

At my locker, I am having trouble remembering which class I am supposed to be in right now. I ask the person next to me, "what period is it?" They respond, "Interpretations." That leaves me more confused. I look in my locker and find many school books for classes that I am not taking. I assume they are books for next semester. I head to Bible class. When I get there, I see my friend Josh coloring on a paper. He asks me, "did you get yours done?" No, I didn't. I also forgot to do those two papers that were due today.

I leave the class and walk down to an English classroom. My sister is in there along with her class. Lo and behold, I also see the journalist lady sitting in one of the desks. I walk up to her and return her pen. I tell her that she accidentally left it behind. She tells me that it was Jake's pen. I come to find out that this woman rides a motorcycle but her bike is broken. She has asked me to fix it.

My mom and I drive around the parking lot of the school and notice that those running the school have built on to it. There are many more parts to the building, including one brand new building where the soccer field used to be. I tell my mom that a journalist wants me to fix her motorcycle. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Conference

Dream 6/29/2017

I'm at some sort of conference. The building is bustling with people dressed up in costume. I walk through a gymnasium to a door at the far end. Chevy Chase is standing in the door. Later on, I walk into, what I believe is, a coffee shop. A deep sense of fear washes over me as I notice that everyone in here is dressed as satanists wearing dark hoods and scary masks. I tell the girl who I am with that I am unnerved.

In a large stadium, thousands of young adults, dressed as colorful clowns, sit and listen to a man speak. I am sitting with my friends, Korie and Tim. We are talking a bit too loudly during the mans speaking. He points us out and splits us up. We have to sit in different places now. I exit the building and walk to a second stadium where yet another speaking engagement is being held. I sit on the outside where I can still hear.

A lady psychologist calls me over to a group. I sit in a circle with others my age. The lady asks me what school I went to as a boy and then assumes a local school in which I've never heard. I tell her that I went to Liberty in Anderson, Indiana. I tell her that it was a private school. She asks another question. I start talking to her and the group about my blog called "Sleep Talk" which is a documentation of nightly dreams. I feel that the group is bored with my talking. Dream ends.

I wake up.  

The Lost of Us

Dream 6/28/2017

A man secretly roams an airport warehouse. In the corner of the warehouse, he takes off his shirt. On a desk, he has two safes with handles that he carries around. I don't know what is in the safe. On a shelf, there is a gray button up shirt. He changes into the shirt to disguise himself as someone else. He has been found out. They are coming for him. He flees.

On a farm, after much of the worlds population has perished, a settlement of survivors split into two groups. Jack and Kate from "Lost" go with one group, while Sawyer goes with an old lady living in the upstairs of a barn. Jack looks up at a water tower and asks, "I wonder if we can get clean water from that?"

At one point, Sawyer changes groups and moves in with Jack and Kate's group. The old woman has something she is hiding. She seems sinister in some way. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Massacre

Nightmare 6/25/2017

One day while at school, three boys in trench coats bust into the school and start shooting the students. Two of the gunmen are Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold of Columbine. The third shooter, however, I do not recognize.

I run down the hallway and find an empty office in which to hide. I lock the door. I climb inside a large cabinet. The cabinet is a secret cabinet that can rotate on the inside (like in Young Frankenstein). I hear the gunmen enter the office. I rotate the inside of the cabinet so that I am hidden behind it. The gunmen open the doors to the cabinet. At first I hear Dylan say, "Nothing here," but then they rotate the cabinet and I am seen. I quickly pull a shotgun and unload a few slugs their way. I don't even hit them but the shooting was a good distraction for me to make my escape.

I eventually make it outside. Rows of police cars are parked in the lot. The policemen are standing by their cars with their guns aimed at the school. At first I hide behind some of the cars then I find my Jeep and drive away. I can't take an easy breath until I am out of range from the school. I look back in my mirror and hope to God that they don't shoot me from the upstairs windows as I'm driving away. Nightmare ends.

I wake up.

Dress Up

A Dream From The Past

At a party, my friends and me are reenacting scenes from James Bond movies. The boys gather around me and start to comb my hair. They are trying to make me look like Matthew Mcconaughey. We reenact a scene from "Angels in the Outfield." I play an outfielder. For some reason it is vital to the scene that my hair be parted straight down the middle.

Another guy in the room will play a famous football player. They have a jersey for him to wear. The name on the back reads "Force." The guy isn't happy for some reason. The others try hard to talk him into doing the scene. Dream ends.

I wake up.

I Don't Feel Amused

Dream 6/19/2017

I'm at an amusement park. I decide to ride a giant roller coaster that takes its riders over a giant loop repeatedly. I sit in the seat and those riding with me tell me that I am too big for that seat, so I change seats. The ride begins. It is intense. Several times we are taken over the loop hundreds of feet above the earth.

When the ride is finished, my seat and my friend Jordan's seat starts to beep as if we've won. We did. I don't know how we won but we did. The ride starts shooting out tickets. Jordan walks away without grabbing his so I grab his instead.

When I exit the ride, I drop all of my tickets and tokens to the ground. People gather like vultures, trying to grab my tickets and tokens. I also dropped a bunch of candy bars that isn't mine. Jordan comes back over and picks up the candy bars. We walk over to the candy shop and return them to the right places.

I walk back out to the pile of tickets and tokens that I dropped. Still people are walking around pondering whether or not they will take the free stuff that was left on the ground. I walk over and start picking it up. I put it all in my pockets and get on my merry way. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Spring Musical

Dream 6/14/2017

My school is performing "The Wizard of Oz" for our spring play. I have the role of a munchkin. Although my lines are short, I plan on doing a great job, as they say, "There are no small roles, only small actors." Those involved in the play stay late at the school to practice. We practice in a large room several stories tall. The set looks real. It looks as if we are in a real town inside our school.

After rehearsal, everyone is talking about how a girl named Taylor is going to sleep over in the school so that she can practice her lines the next day. A boy named Josh is going to do the same. The kids look through the window of one of the set pieces. Through the window we see several stories down into a large basement-like place. We watch Taylor as she lies on a sleeping bag in the basement.

I call my mom to come pick me up but the car she was driving has broken down and she will be unable to do so. I decide to stay the night in the school. I climb up into a balcony on one of the set pieces and fall asleep. The next morning, I hear Taylor walking below the balcony. She sees me. I tell her how the car wouldn't work so I had to spend the night here. I swing down on a rope but I don't let go. I just keep swinging around the room like Tarzan. Taylor laughs.

I look at my script. I've highlighted my lines so I can easily find them. I see lines that are highlighted that I myself did not highlight. There appear to be more lines than just the munchkin. I am also playing the part of an evil pirate. I show Taylor. We both think this is odd. Dream ends.

I wake up. 

Late Night Frights

A Dream From the Past

It's late at night. Far past midnight. Most people are asleep. My sister, brother-in-law and myself are awake and wanting to go for a late night drive.

Driving down the dark, quiet road we see a haunted house. It's the type of place where teenagers and young adults pay to get scared. Inside this particular haunted house is a vampire. All who enter eventually come face to face with the hellion. The house is closed at this time.

We enter anyway. The lobby of the house is an arcade and although the lights are off, the room is lit from the arcade video games. A person is here but I never see his face. He is a stranger to me. He speaks to us. Nothing else happens. The place is closed. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Starters 2

Dream 6/13/2017

I decide to try out for the varsity basketball team. I am confident that I will make it. When I arrive at tryouts, all of the boys are lined up. I see everyone that I am competing against for a spot on the team and my confidence shrinks to nothing. There are so many good players here, how will I make the team now? I tell another boy that I think I will go tryout for Jr. varsity. He encourages me to stay and go for varsity. I walk away and leave. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Street Vendor

A Dream From The Past

I'm in Anderson, Indiana near my old high school walking toward the Mounds mall area. It is night and I'm not in a safe area so I have a bit of stress on me. In between my school and the mall lies a little alley that connects the two. Walking down the alley I see a woman with a hot dog cart selling hot dogs and polish sausages. Most of the people in the alley, the late night bar crowd, eat from her cart.

I stop at the cart and order two hot dogs with everything. The lady makes me a variation of the LA Street Dog. She first puts mustard on it, covered in grilled onions and green and red bell peppers. She then asks me if a Dr. Pepper is okay for my drink. I approve. She hands me a can of Dr. Pepper.

Later on that night, I see that the hot dog cart is there but the woman is gone. I explore her cart. I find a package of pepper jack cheese laying out. I think it's gone bad. I make myself a hot dog with the grilled onion and peppers. I check out the frig and see an assortment of sodas. I grab a Sprite. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Trump Ziggurat

Dream 6/6/2017

President Donald J. Trump decides to build a ziggurat similar to that of ancient Mesopotamia. The workers come and build it. It's huge. It's fantastic. Really amazing. The best ziggurat that I have ever seen personally. Really, really great. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Dialysis Nazi

Dream 6/6/2017

I'm attending a dialysis treatment inside a small grocery store. To keep me entertained for the duration of the four hour treatment I bring a couple books about Adolf Hitler, an Ipad, and an Ipod with three movies on it about World War 2.

During the treatment, a small boy grabs my stuff and spreads it all over the store. The store manager finds my items and thinks that I am a secret member of the Nazi party. He calls the police. I am terrified. I am not a Nazi, although I can see why he would assume that with all of my Hitler and World War 2 items. I fear that I will go to prison for the rest of my life. I call my family. They come to the store. I try to convince my grandpa to tell the store manager that all of that stuff is his. In my mind I consider that my grandpa is old and prison would be far worse for me than for him. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Land of Lost Socks 2

Dream 6/5/2017

Back in my old school from Anderson, Indiana, I am doing some school work in the gymnasium along with some other classmates and a friend who has passed away. The schoolwork that we are trying to finish are several papers like you would find in a children's activity book. We color pictures with crayons and finish the fun activity on each page. A teacher walks us through each paper.

At one point, I am working on a page and it then disappears. The others are moving on to the next pages while I scramble to find the page I was just working on. How can something that I was just holding disappear into thin air. Once again it seems something of mine has gone to the land of lost socks. I get angry. Every other word out of my mouth is an expletive. My friend who has passed away tries to help me while others stare in confusion. I never find the paper. I leave the class and get a bad grade on my homework. I am furious that I didn't get a good grade and it wasn't even my fault.

I walk the halls of the school when I come to a chapel. The pews are full of students. I remember there is a Catholic gathering today. I walk past the gathering. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Ski Accident

Dream 6/5/2017

I'm skiing with a friend down some crazy, snow laden hills. We come to an area with a lake. On the other side of the lake are several buildings. On this side of the lake are a bunch of rolling hills. We jump each of them. At one point, my friend jumps a small hill. When he lands something breaks in his leg. He is badly hurt. I try to help him up but he almost slides down the hill into the icy, cold lake water..

I decide to use my superpowers which is flight. I have wings like an angel. I fly fast over the lake to the buildings on the other side which happens to be a hospital. I make it to the hospital. I run through the halls trying to find someone who can help. I end up running into my dialysis doctor and I tell him what had happened. He along with a few others run to the helicopter just outside. While they fly to the other side of the lake in the helicopter, I fly to the other side with my angelic wings. I fly fast to catch up to them. When I make it back to my friend with the hurt leg, they have already landed and are aiding him. They put him in the helicopter and fly him back to the hospital. I don't return with them. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Senioritis

Dream 6/2/2017

It's my senior year of high school and I don't care anymore.

A teacher has asked me to write an essay. The topic of the essay is my choice. I decide to write about my love of writing and particularly my blog called Sleep Talk. I begin the essay. At the top left of the page I write my name "Keith Laverty," although the middle name I use is strange. At the top right of the page I write the teachers name "Mr. Keith Smith." The teacher walks into the room and tells me that I am using the wrong lined sheet paper. I ask a friend if I can borrow the correct type of paper. He gives me a sheet of the exact type that I was using before. I use it anyway.

In my essay I write about how I have many of the same dreams and then how my dreams have evolved. For example, when I use to dream about high school, the dream was almost always about me forgetting to do some important math homework. Now when I dream about high school, the dreams have evolved into a plot in which I don't know what class I am supposed to attend.

I never hand in the essay. Dream ends.

I wake up.