Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/11/2020
By pinkstar16121
I caught up on some much needed sleep last night and finally had some dreams vivid enough to remember. The first dream involved this water slide I was at with my brother and dad. It looked huge like a water park slide from my vantage point, but my dad moved it so I could see the actual length and it was just a small slide. He moved it back to where it was and it looked big to me again. I didn't want to go down it, but my dad expected I would. My brother did. There was a huge splash, and it took him about ten seconds to go down. I didn't go down. Next scene, I was walking around this building and then I saw some people I recognized from high school come in, plus my childhood best friend's sister. I remember seeing a friend I had from choir who had bangs now. I was like "how are you? You look good!" I was about to ask her what she's been up to lately, but I didn't get the chance. Then, I saw her sister who was also in choir with me. I gave her a hug. Then, I saw my childhood best friend's sister. I had trouble saying her name for some reason, like it was a tongue twister. Then, I saw this girl who I recently found out was and kind of still is jealous of me because the boy she liked/still likes chose me to date and remain friends with after high school. Our encounter in the dream is vague in my mind. I think I just said hi to her. Then, people were heading into the other room. I think we were at some kind of art gallery. I distinctly remember it getting quiet and then I watched these two girls I didn't recognize softly kiss on the lips. It was sweet. Then, we headed into the next room. I didn't see anyone anymore. They all disappeared. I remember seeing my childhood best friend and the mutual friend we had who was my friend in middle and high school. I'll call them (in order of how I mentioned them Taylor and Amanda). We were talking about a fictional time when Taylor once tried curling Amanda's hair and it took her like 3-5 hours. She got so frustrated that she started just flat ironing it (I guess she was using a flat iron) and was like "there that's good enough." Her hair just had a few messy curls in it. We laughed at the fictional memory. Next part: I was with my mom and we passed by this elementary classroom and this boy started talking to us. He was probably 8 or 9. He was supposed to be doing his schoolwork, but he just kept telling us about some kind of event. He gave us this paper with details of it on it. We would see him later with his mom. He was like really obsessed with my mom and wanted to play with her. There was a scene where they were playing, and I was sitting next to them, but not present in the moment, on my phone. I remember he asked me "how do you do that?" I didn't know what he was talking about. He clarified by saying "scroll on a phone like that." He didn't know how I was just doing it with one of my thumbs. I explained to him how you put your thumb at the bottom of the screen, which is not really true. You can put it anywhere, but I said you then slide your thumb upward to make the screen scroll down. He thought it was the most fascinating thing. After a while, I saw he had made some kind of depiction. I can't remember if it was a painting or a sculpture. It might have been a sculpture of him and my mom and me. In it, he and my mom were engaged in playing together and I just sat with my head buried in the phone in my hand. I was like "yeah that looks like what's happening right now." It was kind of a self-reflection like, oh, that's how I look right now. I remember the colors black and red being in it on the part just depicted me because that was my focus when looking at the depiction. I then remember eating all this bread and I guess i ate other carbs too, but I kept eating this homemade bread. I shared it with my mom. Then, I was like "I've been eating a lot of carbs." I wanted to add some variety to my diet.