The Predator Outside The Door

     I'm hanging out with Ian from the Youtube channel idubbbzTV. His bedroom has a large bed and a ball pit. We walk out to where my extended family is gathering. The family takes a stroll outside. Suddenly, a wolf shows up to the party. The family panics. All throughout the front yard is a maze of gates and kennels. I start throwing rocks toward the inside of the labyrinth. The wolf hears the noise and races toward it. My family runs for the house. I keep throwing rocks away from them to steer clear the wolf. We make it inside.

     The house is divided into two sections. Like a duplex. The wolf is outside the door. A young girl opens the door and runs laughing as she goes. I think she sees this as a game of tag or chase. The wolf is distracted by me standing at the door, calling for the girl to come back. She comes back, but as she opens the door to this side of the house, she accidentally opens the entrance to the other part of the house where my cat, Tandy, resides. I immediately run into the other house and see Tandy in the wolf's mouth. I start raging against the wolf, and he lets the cat free.

     I return to the gathering. I need to call my cousin, who lives in another state. Because of electricity issues, I have to use an old, WW3 walkie talkie. I try to call but have trouble contacting her.

I wake up

Electric Sky

A Dream From The Past

A party is being held at my aunt's house. Her rooms are filled with shelves of food, candy, and drinks much like a convenience store. I don't think we are allowed to eat the food. I leave the party.

Driving home, it is a little after dark. I slow down at what seems to be a construction site on the road, but it isn't. Men are throwing what appears to be grenades over the side of the highway. Some never go off. Others create an electric explosion in the sky. When this happens, they have found something extraordinary.

I run into an old friend, Hollie, at a mini-mall. There is a young, hipster boy trying to impress her. He has a pair of sunglasses and regular eyeglasses lifted onto his head. I am jealous. I walk with Hollie, and without warning, she becomes ill. She runs to the public bathroom which boasts a long line of people out the door as if we were at a Greta Van Fleet concert. But she skips everyone and runs inside to vomit. When she returns, I help her to my Jeep. I clean out my pigsty of a passenger seat for her, which in the end doesn't matter because she chooses to drive. I assume she was doing drugs, and that's the reason she got sick. I ask her if she was doing "X." She looks confused and asks, "do you mean 'H'?" I quickly recover myself, "yeah, that's what I meant." "Yeah," she replies. We drive home. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thunder and Lightning

Dream 5/31/2018

A party is being held at my pastor's house. My cousin DJ and I attend, along with the rest of my family and hundreds of fellow classmates from my high school.

When we arrive, we greet and hug the pastors family in the front yard. I walk around the pastor's house. He has a beautifully landscaped yard. His home resides near a river. On the river is a twenty-foot waterfall. The image is so serene, I find myself in an almost trance-like state, admiring nature.

I walk around the front yard to look for my cousin. I see him playing soccer with several other kids. Suddenly I feel out of place. I'm no athlete. The ball gets kicked my direction. I softly kick it forward, setting up for a wows-er of a punt. Unfortunately, the first kick was a little too hard, and I have trouble catching up to the ball. By the time I do, it's already back where the boys are playing.

I walk inside the pastors home and lie down on the couch. I am alone in this room, which makes it peaceful.

DJ finally finishes up with his game of kick the ball, and we walk over to the basketball hoops. He asks if I want to play a game of pig. Suddenly, we are no longer outside, but rather in a gymnasium. Around thirty kids are lined up to play knockout (or as some people know it, thunder and lightning). DJ and I join the line. I look around and recognize students that I haven't seen for a decade, maybe even longer. It comes to my turn. I grab the basketball and try my best not to get eliminated. Swoosh! Nothing but net, well, maybe some rim, but it went in, and that's all that counts. I toss the ball to the next person in line.

Throughout this game, I lose contact with my cousin again. After sinking an almost half-court shot and receiving loud cheers from the line, I step out and look for DJ. I run into a friend, Derek. We catch up for a moment. Another friend, Sam, is standing in line. He is wearing a cheerleading outfit and screaming for us to notice. He dances embarrassingly. I point him out, but Derek doesn't see him. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sad Ale

Dream 2/11/2018

My mom and I are driving down a country road. I want to show her a song that I found called "Ridin' On" by the band Little Caesar. I start to play it. My mom gets angry and tells me to turn it off. I'm baffled at her reaction. I tell her that the song is about a Los Angeles DJ named Lee who was killed in a hit and run motorcycle crash. She is adamant that the song is terrible.

We arrive at a birthday party for my cousin. When I step out of the car, I am immediately greeted by an old friend of mine, Troy, from the Honor Academy. At the HA, we were best friends. I run and hug him and give my best Cory Matthews impression, "Shawny!" I yell.

I sit in the living room with cousins, aunts, and uncles playing a party game. Don't tell anyone but I hate party games. The point of this game is to go around and tell your first name and then you must read a line on a card that has been given to you. My turn comes around, "my name is Keith..." I read the paper, "..S A D ALE..." The card is gibberish. I don't even know how to read it. The group ends up skipping my turn when I forget to finish and instead stare off into the distance.

At another area of the party, Troy and some others are playing a video game, a first-person shooter online multiplayer. The strange thing is that the game is not on the screen, but it's real life. I find myself underground with Troy. We are wearing battle gear. When I see someone come down the stairs, I pull out a bow and arrow and start releasing a barrage of arrows his way. I take him down. I run to the other entrance to the basement and see two others. I start shooting. Troy is crouched behind a wall, protecting himself as he battles on.

At the end of the round, I walk to a bathtub and clean myself. My naked body is on display to all party guests. For the most part, I am not embarrassed. When finished, I grab a basket of clothes and start to walk to my Jeep, which is parked up the street a bit. Troy follows me and tries to convince me to play another round. I tell him that I will as soon as I put the clothes in my car. He begs for me to play now. I say to him that I need to put my clothes in the Jeep. He relents.

I run to my Jeep, aware that others are watching me. It's strange, but I am more embarrassed now than I was in the bathtub. I make it to my Jeep and shove the basket inside. As I walk back toward the party, I see a friend from high school named Doug. He is standing by his blue pickup truck. A squirrel has somehow managed its way inside and is running like mad all around the vehicle. Doug is trying his best to get it out. I walk by and pretend that I don't see the situation. If I see and Doug knows that I know, he will expect me to help. I walk on by, my eyes looking to the ground.

I'm standing around an eating area with Troy and a few others from the Honor Academy. We're talking about college. One of the former interns tells Troy that he needs to quit many of his classes, including the TRI class. I force myself into the conversation to say that I did go to college for one semester and then dropped out because I hated it. Another person standing nearby says that he hated college as well. Dream ends.

I wake up

Tunnels

Dream 11.17.17

My sister is throwing a rager. I am not invited. In fact, she tells me that I am not allowed. It's fine. I don't want to come anyway. I walk through the room that they are setting up for the party. I go underground and walk through what seem like miles of hallways. The halls remind me of the underground tunnels that connect IU hospital and Riley. Dark. Concrete. Dimly lit. Uncared for. (By the way, if you are ever at IU or Riley and want some real fun, go to the basement and take the original tunnel. It's good for a creepy thrill).

Somewhere throughout the miles long hallway, a door leads me to my room. The pad is set up very slick. A room made for a king. Or a prince not allowed to attend a simple gathering. What is the deal with that, anyway? I am twenty-eight years old and they still treat me like I'm a child.... you know what... forget it... it's just a dream. Dream ends.

I wake up

Transplant

Dream 7/2/2017

My dialysis doctor performs a kidney transplant on me. He does this not in a hospital but in his cabin. After the surgery, I look at my scar. I have a line about eight inches in length on my belly. The cut is deep with staples holding it together. My doctor has instructed me to take it easy. He and several students leave for the day. I have the cabin to myself.

The neighbors ask if they could come over for dinner. I tell them that I need to rest. I shut the big sliding doors and lock them so that nobody will bother me.

A pool party is taking place next door. Tim Allen is there. He carries a water slide over to the deep end of the pool but looks frustrated. The slide doesn't fit. He then carries the slide to the shallow end of the pool. It fits but he is afraid that he will slam into the floor of the pool and hurt himself. He says, "you guys can try it but I'm not going to." I very much want to swim but I am concerned about the stitches on my belly. I don't want them to come undone. I decide against swimming for the time being. Dream ends.

I wake up.

A Head Full of Skin

Dream 1/7/2017

I'm babysitting a very fat toddler. The kid is obese. I have to keep a sharp eye on him because he keeps walking over to the staircase and trying to fall backward down the stairs on purpose. He may be trying to commit suicide.

My friends Matt and Aaron are throwing a house party. Matt shows me his sound equipment. State of the art. He's got a turntable, but instead of vinyl records, he's got cd's playing. My sisters and aunt are here. They are wasted. My aunt keeps telling us about a gathering tomorrow that we need to attend. I walk over to a group of people who are sitting down, one of them is the obese toddler, but he is much older. He's twelve or thirteen now. While the party continues, I sit alone at the dining room table and watch television. The reception is fuzzy on the TV. I can only half see and hear what I am watching.

The next day I attend the meeting my aunt invited me to. It's a Klan meeting. A Ku Klux Klan meeting. There are several people on stage in white robes. One of them looks like the pope. They are commemorating my aunt for something she did. At one point, the speaker urges everyone to walk over to another part of the room where many pictures hang on a wall. He mentions the significance of the pictures but they look like they've been drawn by an eight year old. I sit back down.

The speaker says, "These colored people think they deserve rights..." I interrupt with a round of obnoxious but purposeful applause. The crowd seems disturbed by my actions. The man next to me grabs me and squeezes my face until my teeth feel like they are going to break.

At the end of the meeting, the head honcho walks out of the building and I follow him. I intend to insult him when one of his guards, who is African-american, stops me. I start sweet talking her, "What if we go upstairs and we kiss and touch each other?" She tells me to meet her upstairs in five minutes. Dream ends.

I wake up

Family Reunion

Dream 5/10/2016

Today we are having a family reunion at my old church in Anderson, Indiana.

All my cousins are here as well as my aunts and uncles. The only people who didn't show are my own family, my mom and sisters. Everyone at the party is drinking. I used to drink but recently quit due to alcoholism running through my family tree.

I ride up to the party on a horse and a chocolate milk in my hand. My family members laugh at me behind my back, calling me a child. My mom calls me on my cell and asks me to bring her a drink. I decide to ditch the party and head home. Dream ends.

I wake up

Hairspray

Dream 4/10/2016

My brother-in-law, Chad, and me are driving to my aunt's house.

I ask Chad which aunt we are visiting. He says, "your aunt soda." My aunt is having a party but we are there to pick up a few items that we stored in her barn. Me and chad drink Monsters as he drives. I ask him for a can of hair spray. He hands me the can. It looks just like the Monster. I tell him that I am worried I will get confused and drink the hair spray.

We make it to my aunts house. I run inside to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I spray some spray into my hair and style it, then I leave, forgetting the hairspray on the bathroom counter. When I get back outside, I tell Chad that I forgot the spray inside but I'm too afraid to go and get it. He says it's okay, he'll go and get it but he never does. Dream ends.

I wake up

Birthday Boy

Dream 8/20/2015

It's my birthday.

Lot's of stuff happening today. Me and some family members are shooting guns in the backyard. I drop a loaded 9mm on the ground. Thankfully, it didn't go off and maim someone. Random people are showing up at the house, mostly my sisters friends.

My dad says it's time to go to my moms. So I head that way. When I get there, my mom and I leave for an undisclosed location. I know there is a surprise party planned. Over the years I've become an expert at knowing when a surprise is afoot. All the classic signs have been signaled.

We walk into a large building and enter a gymnasium full of people. Nobody says anything 'til about thirty seconds in and then "SURPRISE!!!" A choir and orchestra start the familiar song, "Happy birthday to you..." I don't know what to do or how to act. I knew a surprise party was coming but I didn't expect it to be this big. Having a little more time to take things in I notice the gym is decorated in items from my childhood.

I start to think about all the presents I'm going to get today. I sit in the bleachers next to people I don't know. I find it odd. I'd expect a king's throne or something, I mean, I am the man of honor, it is my day of birth after all. The MC tells everyone that under their chair is a free encyclopedia. He then goes on for minutes on how to use it. My mom is sitting a few people down from me. I want to move to where she is but I don't want to offend the people sitting next to me..

A lady comes by with a huge bin full of presents, it's only a fraction of what I really got. She says, "okay, which one of you is Keith." Does she really not know who I am? How is that possible? I'm the birthday boy! Dream ends.

I wake up

Volleyball

Dream 2-18-14

Today is my birthday. A party is being held at my old church in Anderson, Indiana. Tons of people are here. 

We decide to play volleyball. The teams are divided up. I tell them that I'll be right back because I need to use the restroom. I go and drain the lizard. When I return to the court I can't remember which team was mine. I choose one. I start to play. A girl crowds my spot because she thinks that I am no good at 

the game. "I'm good," I tell her. She backs off. 

Moments into the game it hits me that I am actually on the wrong team. I continue to play with them, however. I can't remember who wins. Dream ends.

I wake up.