Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/22/2020
By amandalyle
I was at this holiday retreat which was a bit of a run down dive, but still... it was a holiday. So I was pleased to be there. As I walked down to the pool, I bumped into Jared Leto. He told me he wanted to get to know me and then went straight in for a kiss. I was taken aback and pushed him away. “Whoa!” I said, “don’t you think it’s a bit too soon!?” I told him I needed to go for a wee “Great, I’ll come in with you!” He said, following me into the ladies toilets. I couldn’t get rid of him. The toilets were absolutely gross and looked like they hadn’t been cleaned for years. I hovered over the seat because my bottom dare touch the seat. Jared laughed at me and I remember feeling insecure. Next scene; I had planned to go out with my friends into town. I headed over to a friends house who I hadn’t seen for a few months (as we’ve had a bit of a falling out) For some reason, I was wearing these clinician looking white clogs. They were super comfy. I knocked on the door and my friend opened it in floods of tears. “Whats up?” I asked. “He cheated on me!” She cried. “He played his guitar for a girl he barely even knew!” I noticed that she was now minus a front tooth but didn’t think this was the time to ask where it went?! We sat down and chatted. My friends mum was on the sofa between us and, for some reason, had about 6 ferrets running around on her lap. She had dressed them up in little wooly jumpers. They stank, but I didn’t say anything, other than suggesting we meet up with some friends and paint the town red. We had planned to meet some friends at this hotel. In order to get there, we had to walk though town (late at night) Strange characters kept passing by, including what looked like a weird cult of people, wearing red military-styled jackets, playing this eerie music and marching in slow motion. I kept crossing to the opposite side of the road to avoid them, but they would follow. A group of older looking guys walked by and we mingled in with them and felt a bit safer and less spooked. I was relieved when we reached the hotel, but my hair had turned into this unruly Afro. I quickly searched for some straighteners, but I had trouble locating them. “Come on, Panda. We’ve got to go! I’ve got to meet some important people shortly.” Terri shouted over to me. I wasn’t dressed in my ‘going out’ clothes, my make up wasn’t done and my hair was still a mess. “I just need to sort myself out.” I replied. I tried to rush as much as I could, but they ended up going off without me. I can’t remember where I ended up, but I played this video of myself, in the morning, in which I could hear only my voice in the background, but this was embarrassing enough. I also remember saying “Bitch!” over and over again?! In the video, The girl Fran is seeing, was chugging back beer and everyone was cheering. Next scene; I was picking my daughter up from (somewhere) and had to get back to pick up the boys. For some reason, I let her reverse out of the parking space, but soon wished I hadn’t. She crashed into car parked in front and caused a huge amount of damage. She couldn’t control the car and kept driving it up the wall. She was screaming. I ran back to the car as quickly as my legs could take me but the damage had already been done. The car in front was completely destroyed (as was ours) I cried in the middle of the street. Fierce, fat tears streaming down my face. This lady in a high-viz jacket came over and told me she had witnessed the accident and told me she’d have to hand him over my details if I didn’t so myself. I googled the owner on my phone. He was really chavy. His 2nd Google picture featured him pissing into a cup or bottle(?!) The lady’s face creased in confusion as she caught sight of the image. At this moment, I realised that this was a dream. I had the power to rewind this scene and do it over. So I pressed the ‘re re wind’ button and replayed the scene differently. I walked over to the car and got into the driver seat... and no cars were hit. I remember doing a Michael Jackson moonwalk in victory.