Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/21/2020
By Xiileaf
(Not in Dream) I did not enter sleep paralysis, but I did remember my dreams! And yes, I had three. Haha. Though, I was partially awake, partially asleep, so I’m wondering if I was consciously remembering these last two dreams that I had a while back (before I got this app)... If you’re on a time crunch or just don’t care, you’ll want to read the last dream out of any of these. Somewhat unfortunately, I did not lucid dream. (In Dream) [A Boy’s House] ((I’m just going to say, I’ve been thinking too much about Korean boy bands. Hehe...)) I was in a very fancy, somewhat girly room. I was sitting on a nice queen or king size bed that probably had pastel and white colors. I could not tell, though, because of the lovely fairy light aura in the room (the fairy lights were probably behind me and I didn’t know it). There was a small white desk to the left and a dark brown wood nightstand on the right, to the side of the bed that was in my vision. The main lights were off and other lights were on, a soft yellow that made me feel at ease. There was a cute and tall Korean boy, probably my age or a little older who was sitting in front of me, on his bed. He was looking at me. We must have known each other or have been in a relationship already... or getting close to one because we kept using sign language at each other to say, ‘I love you,’ and other things. We also used other languages to say the same thing. It was really fun, and I was blushing too. Of course, being in a dream, we were probably just muttering nonsense for the other languages, since I am not a bilingual. Oh, and for the ASL, we were probably just shooting Naruto signs. 😂👍🏻 (Not in Dream) That was literally all for that one. Then there’s the next two dreams, both that I’ve had before and totally forgot about. This time, I’m going to be able to remember them forever! (In Dream) [Reoccurring Crazy Middle School] ((When you were in school, did you ever worry about finding and getting to class on time? Well, this entire Dream is basically about that.)) Ah, middle school. The layout was almost the same as in real life. I appeared in the hall by the main office, but past it a little ways to where the intersection is. ((Irl, to the left is a hallway to the seventh and eighth grade halls and vertical to the hallway is a flight is stairs, with one middle landing, that leads to the fifth and sixth grade halls. To the left leads to the gym.)) To the right was a massive (wide) flight of stairs that leads to the majority of classes. The skinny hallway leading to the seventh and eighth grade halls led to some more classes, ones that only a couple kids go to. To the right of the massive staircase was another skinny hallway that lead to the door letting students outside for either recess or switching classes to the portables(?). I had places to go, as anyone would at the beginning of a school day. The first class I had always had a warm classroom. I pulled out my phone as I went into one of the bathrooms. I closed the door and took off my black leggings ((I wore these to bed last night... don’t know why my current dream had me wearing the clothes I went to sleep in)). I opened the files app on my phone and tapped a few things before my leggings were safely stored in one of my files. I did the same for the overcoat I was wearing, which left me in my long shirt, underwear, and slip on shoes ((a shirt I was wearing earlier yesterday)). I walked out of the bathroom and went to my first class. I believe it was a slow dancing class, or something like that. Afterwards, I went to two other classes before the trouble began. I walked down the stairs and went outside to the playground, passing by all of the annoying underclass men. I walked to the class and then realized, ‘I’m going to a business class. I should probably wear pants.’ I had to find a bathroom so I scuttled all the way up back to the building and hop the stairs to the same bathroom I was in before ((realistically, there was one right next to me in the portables)). I pulled out my phone and extracted my business clothes. They were now sitting on the side of the bathtub, neatly folded as he had been in the file. I took them, putting them on before taking my other clothes and putting them safely into the file. I ran for my life as I went back to my class. I made it there on time, barely ((which is not possible irl; passing periods are two minutes)). My teacher was my history teacher ((irl)) who was teaching by my business class. I successfully finished that class where I had at least one more to go to. It was math next. I scurried up the stairs and went back into the bathroom to put my normal clothes back on. The only thing is, I forgot how to take the clothes out of the files app. I frantically tapped random things as I started panicking. For some reason, I got side tracked and spent a couple minutes looking at lipstick and lip stain. Then I remembered my clothing malfunction. I could have just worn my business clothes, but nooo. Eventually, I remembered I could look it up. I used google and followed the instructions, finally able to extract my normal clothes. I put them back on, putting my business clothes back in the files app, and going to class at least ten minutes late. I went into the dark and gloomy sixth grade hallway where I looked around to find my math class. The classroom was partially dark and the teacher was already teaching. I slipped into the room and sat down at my assigned seat. (Not in Dream) That one was kind of confusing. Sorry about that,,, if anyone’s reading this. Here comes the fun-ish dream though! (In Dream) [Reoccurring Time Travel Trap] I was at a busy road intersection with my dad, my younger sister, a strange dog that we had taken in, and my unni (an older female of a female person). I didn’t know who she was. She was either my older sister, a mother (not mine, and if she was, she’d be an eomma), or an aunt (maybe mine). We were on the side with a wide side lane(?). My dad has gathered a bunch of materials. My dad was much skinnier than in real life and a tinkerer instead of a businessman. He looked oily and dirty with mud, similar to Hatsume from Boku no Hero Academia. He had us all building a time machine. At this point in the dream, I remembered having dreamt this, but I didn’t connect the dots (Oh well, it’s still fun anyway). My dad was teaching the others what to do and I was already building, since I already knew what to do. No one seemed to think that a couple people who looked homeless and had a dog running around looked out of the ordinary, especially since we were building little houses made out of cloth, sponges, cardboard, anything we could find. Everyone got to making their house. I made one extra, for the dog, hoping, just hoping he’d live along with my sister and unni (With my past experience of this dream, I knew only my dad and I would live). I ushered my unni into the last tent (closest to the intersection) and told her to hold onto some of the cloth. I ran over to my sister and told her the same thing, zipping her up inside the tent. I then went even farther away and put the dog in it’s own hut, telling it to lie down on the pile of cloth in the middle of the clearing. The. I looked over and saw no one else next to the last tent. Where had the other tent gone? There was no time for me to think. The best thing I could do was shelter with the dog and hope having two life forms in one area wouldn’t kill us both. All of the huts had been pre-drenched in water and had a skinny metal cord connecting to all of them like Christmas lights in the old days. If one didn’t work, the entire thing didn’t work. Fortunately, that was not the problem. Air was whooshing around and whipping the tents/huts around while we sat inside, but that’s all that happened. Normally some sort of electric shock was heard before I blacked out and appeared in a two person tent at night by a cargo boat lading station. The wind died down and I started to wonder the happened. The dog and I were very much alive and I could hear my dad conversing. I went out of the hut and saw my dad standing with his arms crossed, talking to Bert, his trainer. Bert was talking about what went wrong and offered to help fix it so myself and my dad could be on our way back to the past. I told my unni and sister that they could come out of their tents/huts. Then I noticed that the last hut that had gone missing was now a tall metal barrel. Filled partially with water. I was wondering if maybe that’s where the dog was meant to go. ((Last time, there was no dog, only another person)). Bert helped us reinforce our tents/huts and the metal barrel. He also built some sort of turbine which was supposed to generate more power when the wind blew, hopefully giving us another head start. Bert said goodbye to us, hoping we all make it. He powered on something before we heard wind whooshing and he left. This time though, I heard the electricity and blacked out. When I woke up, it was like I had when I first had this dream. I was by myself. It was quiet. It was dark outside. I had opened my tent to see that. I walked out and saw another tent/hut to my left. My dad crawled out of it and looked at me. Just as I had suspected. Only my dad and I survived. We observed the dimly lit cargo ship area and found a tunnel to the right. It was massive and ‘O’ shaped. There was water in the bottom, looking closely like sewage water. I didn’t observe the smell. I followed my dad through the ‘O’ shaped tunnel on the right side where the thin sidewalk is. Then we came to a large opening of concrete where we found a young Bert again. He brought us over to his boat. We got on and suddenly, my unni, the dog, and my sister appeared in the seats behind us. ((This closely resembled a water log ride... very close)) Bert pulled a large lever and the boat started along a water path. We were talking about how we had failed again, that my sister, our dog, and my unni had not made it again. Then we got to the fun part of the ‘ride.’ I told everyone to hold on tight unless you like the feeling of falling. They did. Up ahead was a mini cliff, a water fall. And in the middle was a small jet stream of water to keep us prom crashing down. We flew off the mini cliff as we normally would. Except, instead of going forward, we plummeted down and rotated. Bert, my dad, and unni were sure to be crushed if there was ground just under the surface of the water. I whipped my head around as we plummeted down. (Not in Dream) I guess I whipped my head in real life, too, because I woke up with a start. Man, would I have liked to finish that dream. Oh well. I hope you enjoyed reading whichever parts you read!
AI generated interpretation The themes of your dreams seem to be connection and attempting to control one's environment. The first dream speaks to your desire to connect with someone on a deeper level. The second dream is all about trying to control your environment, from wearing the proper clothing to getting to class on time. The third dream focuses on the idea of control as well, as you try to use a time machine to travel back to the past. The idea of not being able to control the outcome of the dream is also present in this dream, as you see the people around you not surviving the time travel. Overall, it appears that your dreams are exploring the idea of trying to take control of your life, but ultimately not being able to do so.