Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/13/2016
By Avutondi
I was outside at the park at night. There were some guys there. I don't know who they were. We started talking and I was doing this thing I used to do as a kid. I would swing back and forth on the monkey bars and throw my feet up and do a flip and let go before I dislocated my shoulders. They asked me about it and I was all, "Yeah, I do this thing". I showed it to them but instead of a full flip I stuck my foot in the bars and hung upside down for a minute before steadying myself with my hands on the ground and removing my feet from the equipment. ~*~ I was staying in a house with a little boy. Maybe babysitting. I don't know him IRL. He's pretty much sleeping the whole time as it's nighttime. I don't remember any logic behind it but the impression I got was that he was either haunted or the house was. I remember seeing zippers everywhere. Just the little doodad that you use to zip the teeth together. They were all in what reminds me of industrial packaging like scissors (flat cardboard or paper back and raised plastic you basically peeled the cardboard off of) and some edges were rounded and some were concave. Most of the zippers were stuck together like a puzzle. The rounded pieces were stuck into the concave pieces and there were little zipper amalgamations everywhere. The feeling I got was when there were individual zippers laying about the spirit got mad and would lash out. The first place I noticed it was in his room. It was very bare and almost dilapidated. White walls, weak spots, and the window was also terrible. Maybe broken. He had one lamp without a shade and nothing but a mat and some blankets. And the zippers. The second place I noticed it was in a living room that reminded me of my Gran's place. The boy was sleeping on the couch. I found one zipper doodad and placed it with the closest amalgam of zippers. I felt bad but I wanted to make sure that was all of them so I gently woke him up and asked. He said yes. I sighed a relieved sigh and laid down to sleep on the sofa across the room. ~*~ It was daytime and myself and another group were going to drive somewhere. I can't remember where. We packed up everything we needed and took two vehicles. I was driving mine and after a few minutes of being on the road I stopped at a light. It turned green and I tried to turn right but there was a group of children and their mother I think. Somehow I ended up in the parking lot of some place waiting for them to get out of my way. The woman was on the phone and not giving a crap that she was delaying my transit. ~*~ My boyfriend and I were walking into this place that made whiskey. He wanted to show me the place it was made. We walked into the establishment (which I can't remember anything about) and down some stairs. I do remember we were underground and there were two gentleman sitting at a makeshift desk. Like, security. Everything was a bit dim and had a blueish tint. I was a little worried because I didn't want to get in trouble. I guess he knew them or they knew him because they let us pass unmolested. I think the might have been related. Both had short dark hair and looked alike, but one was bespectacled. If I had made this part of a reality check it might have worked: I looked down at my feet and realized I wasn't wearing any shoes. Neither was he. And, my socks were pink. I don't walk into establishments without shoes and I don't wear pink socks. We passed them by and walked into another room. It looked like it was still being constructed or repaired. Very bare, lots of boards around. Before we got to the next room my alarm went off.