Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/11/2017
By Fitful
These dreams are separated as paragraphs and a few run long, I apologize if the organization isn't aesthetically pleasing. This dream began on a pirate ship. There was lot of going back and forth with an enemy, trading spies back and forth. I think we had royalty on board as captain. But I'm not sure who the captain was. I think it was a lesbian. I know I was definitely a lesbian in this one. Too many ex girlfriends come round pretending to want me back in order to get on board and spy. Later something happened and me and a few others were shot out into space and stuck on a planet/moon/Mars? Whichever it was we were inside a force field bubble dome. And still fussing over who was loyal to whom. I know at least one of the people I was with, a female with dark brown hair, was my ex. I was also stuck in a old house/home/pirate ship? Because I was collecting things that had been discarded on the floor for years but were old memories of mine, polaroids of me with another girl. There was a girl, we picked her up at McDonald's where she worked. I felt like I liked her less because she worked there, even tho I had thought her cool at first. We were due somewhere, she was supposed to come with us. But she kept dragging her feet, then she hooked up with this fat guy for money, he only paid in quarters. I really didn't like her that much after that happened. I was in a living situation with a guy who expected me to do everything in exchange for living there. Apparently the situation had been going on quite some time and I hadn't been able to pay my rent. He made me do everything like a slave with the threat I'm gonna kick you out over my head. Something about giving him spikes, or pikes, or spears? They were mentioned three times, these tall black and red metal things. I didn't see why he couldn't just pick them up himself. In return i developed a character which was unusual to me in this dream, a sarcastic deadpan monotone. And this perfect apathy. Finally I just refused to pick up the damn spears again and he told me I had two hours to pack my bags. I was happy, scared of having no where to go, but happy I didn't have to pander to this dude anymore. A very tall tower, a palace where you lived on a level according to your station. The higher you got the more important and influential you were. The prince lived on the highest level. I was hired by the Prince in order to take care of his kid, so I got to go to the highest level. It was very scary so high up. The country we lived in was windy as fuck. And I think there was a ceiling to it, like we lived in a room. But the castle was real, so was the luxury. The Prince was a loser guy who never got laid. Well, apparently he did once cause of the kid, but I basically ran around taking care of the prince and not his kid. I had access to all levels, to the very top where it was so high the wind felt like it would throw the tower to the ground, to lower levels where the scum of the kingdom lived and happened to be more fun. The highlight of this dream, and sorts of cringe worthy part, was where we all fell asleep on a couch in the lower levels like frat boys, and the Prince jacked off this red squid guy in his sleep. The squid guy's cum was dark grey and looked like row, and went everywhere. Then the prince woke up and blamed me for not stopping him. I just felt embarrassed and was like I'm so not going there. Apparently my character in this dream was a college student frat boy type. And I was a dude in this one. Well a young man, who was slightly more serious than the rest of them. Slightly.