Miscellaneous #4

Dream 12.21.2017

I'm in my cousin's bedroom in Sandoval, Illinois. Two girls are with me. I am watching internet videos. The girls warn me not to watch a certain video. It shows a lady turning into a bunny. Her face becomes so grotesque. So deformed. It is haunting. I watch it and become terrified.

I'm in a race. Sort of like Mario Kart. My friend Adam and I find a shortcut in the track. In the shortcut, we find treasure. I don't think we win the race.

I sought counsel from a life coach when I was in the 6th grade. I had a kidney transplant at that time. The 6th grade comes after 5th. That was a long time ago. Longer than I had thought.

I am in another race. I am driving a car that looks like Doc Brown from Back To The Future. My car has the ability to fly. The track is not clear cut. I have trouble figuring out where to go. I definitely don't win this race.

My friend's mom is the coach of the soccer team. She asks me to retrieve a soccer ball that got stuck in the net. The net is 20 - 30 feet high. The ball is stuck at the very top. Piece of cake. I start to climb but as I get higher, I become scared. I don't retrieve the ball. I ponder buying a new soccer ball for the team since I wimped out.

I am walking through my home. It is dark. It is night. I am alone. I look over toward the kitchen. On the microwave is a book about Resurrection Mary, the ghost that is seen around the city of Chicago. I become terrified just knowing that the book is in my house. I try to not think about it. I walk into the kitchen looking for a half-eaten bag of Chex Mix. I find it on top of the microwave, next to the book. Dream ends.

I wake up

Miscellaneous #3

Dream 10/31/2017

My dad and me are going to a movie. We never end up at a theater. We find ourselves in a large banquet room. The room is circular and has a hallway that wraps completely around.

I'm impressing my friends by rollerblading down a flight of stairs. At the bottom of the stairs is a pile of junk. I fly over it. I overhear my sister talking to my transplant coordinator. Everyone else can hear the conversation as well. I run up the stairs to where they are talking. I pull out a large knife and drop it to the floor where they stand.

My sister tells me that my friend Joel just dropped his list of top friends and I was on it. That means a lot to me.

Everyone is leaving. I run through the building grabbing items that belong to me. A few blankets on the stairs, a pair of jean shorts etc. My family walked down into the basement and then outside. I come to the basement door but get scared to go down there. I wouldn't be scared if my family was still down there but they are outside so that means that when I go down the basement stairs, I will be alone in the basement and that thought scares me. Dream ends.

I wake up

Non Compos Mentis

Dream 10/21/2017

My family and me are in Europe. I am in need of a kidney transplant. They match me with a younger boy. I have the transplant. I find out, not only did they give me one of the boy's kidneys, but they took half of my brain and transplanted it into the boy's head. We are now the same person in two different bodies.

I walk up to the kid, who is sitting on a bench with two other boys. "Me and you are the same person, you know," I say to him. He acknowledges the bizarre fact. "We should go to Guinness World Records or something, I'm sure this has never happened before," I say.

We walk down a European alleyway at night. A few bad men jump us and start shooting. A couple of passerby's die but my family is okay.

We return home to America. The young kid is now my half sister's son. I'm guessing she adopted him. He is recovering from the shooting. He has a broken jaw.

The effect that the brain transplant has had on the boy is scary. He starts acting like a comic book villain. His face is distorted. He chases me around roof tops throwing spears my direction. The spears have fire on them. We run around buildings. Down Hallways. Through city streets. He continuously tries to kill me. 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.

Rupert

Dream 2-16-14

My friends and I drive to The Incredible Pizza Company to have an evening of fun. The place is packed with people. We don't stay. We leave.

A couple days later, I am at a friends house. He has a small, pet bird. I have my cat, Rupert, with me. My cat chases after the bird and eats it. My friend is furious beyond words. He stabs Rupert with a knife. I take the cat and run.

I run back to The Incredible Pizza Company. There is barely anyone here. Many of the games that were there earlier are now gone. I can't very well hide here so I get back into my car and drive off. I drive down the road trying to find my way home. I don't know if Rupert is going to survive his injuries.

I see red and blue flashing lights turn on behind me. I pull over. Three men get out of the car and approach mine. One of the men immediately ask me to get out of the car. I ask to see their credentials. They get angry with me and demand I exit the vehicle. I know something isn't right. I ask them if they want to see the kidney transplant scar on my left side. They do. I show them. They find it cool. I ask them if they would like to see the bigger scar on my right side. They're excited. I tell them that It would be easier for me to show them if they were on the passenger side of the vehicle. They begin to walk around. As they do, I shift the car into drive and get out of there. They don't attempt to chase me. Dream ends.

I wake up.