Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/4/2019
By amandalyle
After listening to a lucid dream hypnosis audio I became lucid within my dream... so, of course, being as horny as a banshee on heat, I got straight to the sexy business. I was lying on my bed, when this random stranger (mystery hot guy) came over and started giving me the most amazing oral sex ever ...but I was making the loudest groaning noises (pigeon noises) ever ... so much so, I woke myself up (still in my dream) and I was paranoid about my “pigeon coo’s” I checked in on my daughter and she was listening to music, in her bed, with her headphones in. Thankfully. She didn’t hear a thing. The pigeon lives another day. Next scene; I was in what looked like a huge warehouse. I was following these two hippie kids around. A girl and a guy. They were showing me around. The girl then spat in her hand and wiped it over the guy’s face and he went mental and called her disgusting. “Too right!” I thought. We then spotted an overly excited llama who was darting all over the place. We tried to chase it, but the bugger was too damn fast. “Dammit!” I though. “You don’t see a llama everyday!” Next scene; There was now a change of perspective. I was merely an observer in this dream and didn’t play a role in it. (It was very odd) There was a girl who had been locked in a glass box of water underground on the beach. She kept knocking to get peoples attention, but everyone ignored her and, instead, they put change through a slot in the box (like a charity box) which made the water rise even more. Meanwhile, on the other side of the beach, a family were enjoying their day at the beach when the mother turns around and says “I didn’t mean for this happen. She wasn’t meant to die...”. And her husband looked at her with this puzzled expression. Next Scene; I was queueing up in a garden centre, waiting to pay for something that had taken my fancy. Alison Hammond was in front of me taking her damn sweet time. She kept sanctioning her daughter who was the other side of me and I felt really awkward being right in the middle of it all. “It’s okay.” I muttered quietly. She then started banging on about how bank cards aren’t working properly at the moment and when they decline, they are actually taking your money twice. “Great!” I thought. “Just what I need.” Next scene; I was trying to work and look after a newborn baby at the same time. It was an absolute nightmare. I kept getting all my service users in the wrong order - working back to front - and getting into a huge muddle. I was so flustered, I ended up hitting the baby’s head as I was running down some stairs, carrying it in my arms. “Do I take the baby to see the doctor or phone in sick?” I debated/ I started to panic.My baby’s ear was hanging off, so I decided to screw work and take him/her to see a doctor. Next scene; I was with my friend Terri on what seemed like a castle turret. I could spot another group of friends, down below, on the green, so I made my way down to greet them. However, this friend of a friend (Amy) stormed right up to me and started accusing me of slagging her off. “I’ve done no such thing!” I shouted back. “I’ve got better things to do with my time!” And with those words spoken, I walked away. Next scene; I was in town with an old friend. She was with a group of friends who were all dressed in their pyjamas and were pushing babies around in matching pjs. “Am I missing out on something?” I thought. As we strolled on, we saw a bunch of rowdy drunk guys I used to know who were also in their pjs. One of them gave me a cheeky smile and then headed in the opposite direction. I was with an old friend, Katy, in a hotel room and her baby kept snotting everywhere. There were no tissues anywhere so I ripped a few pages out of an old address book on the side and everyone started getting angry at me. “We’re going to get into trouble now!” They shouted. The scene then changed and we were now in a vape shop and I was looking at all these different vapes and suddenly a man comes up behind me (who turned out to be Johnny Depp!) and asks me if he could have a suck on my pipe. “Rack out!” I said, handing it over. “Is that it?” He said, disappointingly. “It would be great with some weed in it!” I said, trying to convince him otherwise. Next scene; I was looking back at pictures from a recent wedding on the dreaded Facebook. Someone had recently posted them. I was dressed in the same green gown I wore recently to a wedding (in real life) but in every single photo I was making a horrible/ugly face. I hated the fact that they were open for all to see. Furthermore, I found some old videos of myself that had been taken secretly by someone who was filming me whilst I was drunk. I was acting like a complete dickhead and I felt embarrassed and ashamed.