Dreaming and then writing my dreams here

Date: 10/15/2019

I'll title the dreams here as I titled them in my dream: I wanted banana I was with my mom and sister and cousin and we were eating buttermilk blueberry pancakes. I thought they were good, but I kept staring at the bananas in the middle of the table, wishing we had banana pancakes since that's my favorite thing to put in pancakes. I even said I wished they were banana to my mom although I liked them when she asked me. Then, after we were done eating, there were suddenly these other kids and my cousin, and she asked us by show of hands who was either satisfied with blueberry pancakes, liked blueberry and banana, or wanted banana. I raised my hand to say I liked both because I did, even though I was hyper focused on wanting banana. I actually don't even remember waking up in the dream before writing the title. I only wrote the title and not the dream. The next one was about watching a documentary on what was found either before or during the filming of the movie Frozen. I got freaked out, and assumed it was Walt Disney's body, and this confirmed the conspiracy theory that Frozen was made as a way to cover up putting Walt Disney's body on ice. I titled it "Watching documentary on Frozen..." or something. I don't think I actually wrote out a full title nor the dream. All the documentary was though was it started out with a panned out view of this log cabin, then inside there was this family eating breakfast. There were two daughters and the mom and dad. I don't remember much else, but I feel like I was in that dream when I had suddenly remembered another dream I'd had. I was staring at some like ultra sound screen as I recalled it, and it made sense because it took place in a hospital. I swear I had it before, and I was actually recalling a dream I'd had earlier in the night, only knowing it was a dream like a couple hours after it was over, and I felt like I was awake, recalling my dreams. I didn't write this one down in the dream, but it was about Ariana Grande visiting her dad who was really sick in the hospital. She lay in his hospital bed next to him. I remember she was wearing green, and they both wore these masks and they were both covered in like these plastic suits that were like those sandwich plastic bags without the seal. It was to prevent the spread of germs. They touched hands, but they wore gloves made of the same plastic material. My POV was laying next to Ari. I wore the gloves too, just the gloves. Then, I slipped one of my gloves off, intentionally or accidentally I don't know, but I was like "I better go wash my hand now. I just wanted to wash the exposed hand, and not get the gloved hand all wet. It was harder than I thought though, and I got the plastic on my other hand wet at the wrist. I was also using soap. I didn't pump it onto my hand, it kind of just appeared on my hand. It was reddish orange and trickled down the front of my hand. Suddenly this girl, who I'm sure was this girl I went to school with, was waiting by the sink for her turn, and I felt pressured to finish. I knew I was going to need to use my gloved hand to rub the soap in and rinse it off. I was in such a rush though that I still had soap on my hand when I was done. There was this other part with Ellen who wore this costume, and she was with this guy who I can't recall. They were talking about Ariana and what a great singer she is. Ellen started quietly singing the beginning of the chorus of Breathin, and she talked about how Ari sang it with such power. I began to sing it too, and with more power than Ellen, but, of course, less than Ari.