Impostor

Dream 10.24.2018

My friend Tim is having a sleepover at his home. Ten to fifteen other guys are staying the night. Once everyone has gone to sleep, I sneak outside and shoot hoops. While playing basketball, I hear a growl not so far away. It isn't an animal but a human. Someone is lurking in the dark. I run inside and fall asleep.

Sometime later, I hear a doorknob jiggling. One of the guys wakes up and asks, "did anyone hear that?" The boys get up and investigate. When they walk outside, they find an impostor. All the boys, except for me, chase the impostor around a field. They never catch the stranger, but they aren't trying to. They run around as if they're in a marching band. Dream ends.

I wake up

Runaway

Dream 11.22.17

My friend Tim and me are at a store. I think it's Menards or Lowes. We exit from the back of the building and jump the fence. Passed the fence is a grassy hill. As I walk up the hill, I rip grass out of the ground. Someone from the store sees me and becomes angry. Many people are after me, including Tim's dad. I run and escape their sight.

I board a train along with one or both of my sisters. The train is the top bleachers of Liberty Christian School (The Washington building). I stand there and talk to my sisters and Tim. My crime wasn't horrible. I think if I stay away for a while, the authorities will forget about me and I will be free again. Dream ends.

I wake up

Security #2

Dream 9/5/2017

I am a part of the security team for one of the presidents speeches. John McCain is head of security. He's dyed his hair dark brown. It looks awkward. An Asian man tries to get past security with a silenced pistol. My friend, Tim, tries to wrestle the gun away from him but falls backward. I jump in and wrestle the man. We eventually get the gun away from him and take him away.

I am wearing dress pants and no shirt. Tim needed a shirt and jacket to wear so I let him borrow mine. I walk outside. I stroll the city streets looking for a store that can sell me a T-shirt. I know there is a mall nearby but I don't know how to get there. I look at the different stores as I pass them. Pizza shops, arcades, toy stores, pizza shops. There are a lot of pizza restaurants in this city.

I see my friend, Derek, walking toward me. I walk with him. He needs to get to the police station to do research on the Asian man with the silenced pistol. We hop in his car and drive. I look up at the Salesforce Tower in downtown Indianapolis. "You know what freaks me out?" I ask Derek. "Being on the top floor of that building. Derek shivers as if he can't stand the thought. "I hate heights," he tells me. I continue, "I went up there once, by myself, and that was the moment that I knew I was afraid of heights." Derek jumps in, "I couldn't go up there by myself."

We make it to the police station. We enter the place. The main room has several tables spread out, like a lunchroom. Dozens of police are sitting at the tables while others are walking around. The place is busy. Derek finds a computer, he sits down and begins researching. I hover over Derek's shoulder, my eyes pacing the computer screen. Just then, I look back and see the Asian man from the presidents speech. How did he get free? He pulls a gun. I once again try to wrestle the gun away from the man. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Performance

Dream 8/6/2017

My friend, Tim, is performing today. He has chosen a few of his close friends to perform alongside him, me being one of them. Many girls from our school have showed up to support Tim as well.

I am trying to figure out what to wear. I have a few shirts and ties but in the end, I decide to wear all black. Black collared shirt. Black tie. Black shoes. At one moment, before the show, another classmate is making fun of me in front of the girls. He asks me, "so Keith, did you go to college?" I give him a look as if to say, "I don't want to talk about this here in front of everyone." He continues to press the issue. I say, "yes I did but I dropped out because I hated it. Just like I hated high school." He starts to laugh. Some of the girls berate me for my life choices. I feel disgusting in this moment. Like a first class failure.

The show begins. We are on top of a stage that is floating in the sky. Tim is doing all sorts of odd tasks. Like taking objects and throwing them over the side into water. Kicking worms along the stage and calling them kids. I really don't understand this performance. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Starters 3

A Dream From The Past

I'm on the varsity basketball team. My friend Tim's dad is the coach. We're at an away game. The game is about to start. I think I am one of the starters but I count five guys on the court not including me. I look at the coach in confusion. He says that all those who are on the low fat diet are going to start the second half. I sit down in the bleachers and take out one of my college textbooks to do some reading. The book is on Information Technology. I take off my suit and get into my game uniform.

I walk outside where I find my childhood friend Ryan. We are working in the maintenance dept. We need to feed the animals. First we feed the cats then we walk into a shed and feed the dogs a white charcoal-like food. Dwight from QRS Recycling is here. He questions what we are doing. We tell him that we are in maintenance and that we need to feed the animals. Dwight has a tuna sandwich with olive oil on it. Ryan takes the sandwich and squeezes it above his face and drains the oil into his mouth. Dwight is disgusted. Quite frankly, so am I. 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 Prankster

Dream 4/3/2017

     My friend, Tim, and I plan on pranking the local cheerleading squad. Our plan is to sneak into the building and do a strange dance in front of the cheerleaders and their coach. The night comes when we are to do the prank. We walk into the building and the place is packed full of people. It looks more like a doctors office than a sports facility. We hide underneath a table in the waiting room. Several people in the waiting room see us but don't say a word about it. I tell Tim, "I didn't think there would be this many people here. I don't think I can go through with it." I back out. I leave the building but Tim continues with the plan. He makes it into the main room and starts doing a weird Aztec-like dance, chanting and everything. When he is done, he makes a run for it.

     The faculty are furious. They search the premises for the prankster but cannot find him. I sneak back into the building and lower myself into the indoor river. I have a straw hanging out of the water so I can breathe. I am spying on the people in the gym to see if they know that Tim was the prankster. A girl I know, Samantha, sees me. I watch as the coach walks outside the building, sits on a nearby bench and eats his lunch. Two skateboarders approach him and start doing tricks on their skateboards. I know that he will pin the prank on them. I make a run for it. I get out. A few friends offer to drive me home. I jump in their van. As they drive down the road, I ask them to drop me off at the nearest Target or Walmart. I plan on calling Tim to make sure he is safe and to see if he can pick me up. I come to find out that some people were so impressed with Tim's dancing that they are awarding him three college degrees because of it. One is a degree in Aztec languages. Dream ends.

I wake up.

High School Blues

Dream 3/16/2017

     In high school, I walk to my locker to get the books for my next class. I see that my top locker is open which is weird because I never use my top locker due to the lock that I can never get open. I walk to my next class. I open the door and realize I'm in the wrong class. The room I am standing in is an advanced college English class. Everyone is staring at me. They all yell at me to get out, telling me that I don't belong here, that this class is for smart people. I need to go to the "regular" English classroom.

     I have a homework assignment to take something from the school and refurbish it into something new. A fellow student offers to help me. We grab a metal trashcan and sit on the gym floor. He does all the work. He turns the trashcan into a colorful tree with animals and fruit springing from it.

     I walk out to the student parking lot and my guitar and amp are set up to play. I pick up my guitar and the strings shock my hands when I strum them. As I continue to play, fire shoots from my amp. A guy named Matt walks over and asks to play my guitar. I warn him that something is wrong with it. As he begins to play, fire once again shoots from the amp and smoke starts billowing from the guitar. He puts it down and leaves.

     I start to pack everything up into my Jeep. A fellow student named Tim offers to give me a ride home. He jumps into my Jeep, as do I. I ask him if he has ever driven a Jeep before and warn him that he can't make speedy sharp turns or he could tip the vehicle. I tell him that I know three people who have died from flipping their Jeeps. He drives me home taking a different way than I take. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Graduation Day

Dream 3/10/2017

     It's graduation day. The way the ceremony is set up is that when our name is called, we will zip on a zip line over the audience onto the stage. The students stand in a building opposite the stage at a large second story window ready for their names to be called. The speaker calls my name along with my friend Josh. We zip on two parallel lines together toward the stage. We aren't connected to the lines by a harness, we are only hanging on tightly. We could easily fall and crash into an audience member.

     I make it to the stage, grab my diploma and exit stage left. My friend, Tim and his family are having a private ceremony in a small room next to the graduation. Tim's sister is up on their small stage posing like a model. Tim's dad tells him that he needs to do the same.

     I return to the large graduation ceremony. When I return, I see four parade floats moving toward the stage. The first one is full of witches. The next one is full of priests. I can't see the last two. Since I am dressed as a priest, I run to that float and jump aboard. Another students joins the float with me. I wave at the crowd hoping that my mom sees me.

     When the service is over, I find my mom and ask her if she saw me. She says she did. Dream ends.

I wake up.

The Rooftop

Dream 7/14/2015

I am given a job at my school to walk the rooftop and watch for pirates in the distance.

     I walk on one side of the roof and follow the edge all the way around. The roof is shaped like a horseshoe. Some of my friends join me in the walk. It becomes clear to me that the roof has become a storage area for the school. There is stuff everywhere.

     We wander over to one of the more lonely parts of the roof and find an elevator. We don't remember an elevator in our school. Just past the elevator is a door, kind of hidden, kind of not. You could find it if you were looking. We open it. We walk through. We come to a section of the roof that hasn't been touched for years but just like the other side, it is full of stuff. Stuff from years ago. We find a beautiful leather sectional pushed up against the wall, a pole with endless Halloween costumes strung across, strange machines that make lemonade in odd ways. We even find a canopy with gold and diamonds and rare jewels hidden away. I think that this section of the roof belonged to the senior class years ago and its been forgotten.

     On the other side of the roof, the normal not-so secret side, we find hidden in the corner many molotov cocktails. My friends and I get a sneaking suspician that the pirates have been here before and they have stashed weapons for the war. A noise catches our attention. A pirate ship is docking next to the roof. The ship is full of battle-thirsty men ready to kill. I tell my friends to grab the cocktails and light them. Before the ship is completely docked, we launch the molotovs into the boat. The men have nowhere to run. If they jump they will die. If they stay they will die. I guess you can figure out the outcome.

     We win the battle over the pirates. Perhaps they were coming for that secret stashed treasure over in the old senior wing. We celebrate. My friend, Tim, tries out one of the those strange lemonade machines. He follows the instructions. He takes a clear glass bowl, and puts it under the first spout and some ice falls into it. The second spout drops sugar, the third must be flavoring or something and finally the fourth is lemonade. I don't want to try it because it's been there for years, everything in it is old but Tim tries it and is pleased. Another friend, Kelso, comes over and tries it and likes it as well.

     My shift is over for the day. As we head for the exit, Tim finds a fridge full of drinks. I look at the expiration date for a Mountain Dew. It's only a few months old. Have at it, Tim. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Portal

Dream 3/3/2015

Today is someone's birthday. It is a friend of my sister.

My sister's friend lives in France. Many people from my her class show up along with a few from mine. One of my best friends is here, Tim.

We walk around the house. I stay close to my sister. I'm always uncomfortable in other countries because I don't know their culture and I don't want to offend anyone with something that seems normal in mine.

I catch Tim and start a conversation with him. I ask him, "how is it that we were all able to afford this trip to France, after all, we just had a school field trip to Germany last week." Tim responds, "well, my family can afford it because we're rich but I don't know how yours came up with the money." He starts to explain to me that their is one class in high school that you must pass with flying colors or else you will be a deadbeat for the rest of your life.

It's around this time in the conversation that I notice that I am in a different place entirely. The place I am in looks like the motherboard of a computer. I wonder around a bit. It's huge. I'm like a small flea on a gigantic motherboard. I notice something strange. Just inside many of the doorways is a glossy film. I can't tell what it is. I walk and walk (I find I do this in a lot of my dreams). I just keep on walking. I walk until the sounds of life are far behind me.

I enter a room where a homosexual man is standing. He is attracted to me. He wants me. But I do not want him in that way. I run. He chases me. I run into a room the size of an auditorium. To the left of me is a playground slide. I climb onto it and lie down so that he doesn't see me. I hope he thinks that I just kept running and passes me by. I hear the door open. Silence at first and then I hear a thumping on the slide. I jump up and start running down the slide, only this is not a normal slide. It splits off into many paths and goes every direction. I pick one. It takes me to a factory where toys are made. I leave the slide and run. I just keep running. I turn corners and take doors in this gigantic maze. Anything to lose this guy behind me. I get so lost I know that he won't find me.

I come to a ramp that leads up to a glossy film. I know now that the film is a portal to another place. I run to it but it doesn't let me through. Instead, the floor starts to raise. One side and then the other. Sort of like a backwards 'Jacobs ladder.' A radio show comes on the intercom. The DJ's run a commentary on my situation. The floor keeps moving. One side raises and I run to that side, the other side raises and I run to that side. I am being lifted high into the air. Eventually it stops. In front of me is a portal. I jump through it.

I find myself in a large, dark room with many beds. The only light in the room is coming from a movie being played on the wall, via projector. But I'm the only one here. Dream ends.

I wake up.