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03-01-2025
I was visiting my grandma in some kind of care home. She was clearly suffering from some sort of dementia, but because of her staying in this home, she was clean and had eaten, unlike the way it happened in real life. She showed me several things she had been keeping busy with-- apparently the people who worked there let her order things off the internet without too much thought. She had ordered a huge box of makeup (which my grandma, in real life, would never have worn) and showed me all the different lip sticks and eye shadows, putting on a glittery purple eye shadow in front of me, not using a mirror or anything. It didn't look good. I asked where the makeup would go after her death, and she said she wanted to be buried with it. I asked, carefully, since when she wanted to be buried, since before she'd always told me she wanted to be cremated. She got kind of angry and accused me of wanting to steal the makeup. I managed to calm her down and she resumed showing me things.
She had sparkly earrings she put in, another uncharacteristic thing. They were these big green flowers. Some guy who volunteered in the care home had mounted a Lego dollhouse to the wall for some of the people there to look at or play with. I remarked that we had some of my childhood legos there still, and we should probably go over who would take those home, me and my mother or my aunt. My grandma, on a fundamental level, did not seem to understand this question, and just looked at the legos we had, moving her fingertips over the builds as if she was trying to read them. I woke up feeling a sort of cosmic horror that's hard to explain.
05-01-2025
I was in high school, and I had a boyfriend, a boy with freckles all over his body and a feminine face that didn't match the rest of his body. Despite us being the same age, I was essentially grooming him; the only reason he had become my boyfriend in the first place was because I told him that we would get bad grades in school unless we kissed a bunch. He, terrified of getting bad grades, believed me. We studied together for every class, and were very excited to get the results for our final exams, which were in four envelopes that we would open at McDonalds, to make it into a little ceremony within our limited funds.
On the day we got our results back, we were walking towards the McDonalds, when I came across my ex. My ex was, straight up, Elliot Page (the actor). He somehow knew what I had done to get my boyfriend to date me, and explained to him that everything I told him had been a lie. I was mortified, but did nothing to stop him. My boyfriend was incredibly angry at me but still wanted to see his exam results, so he still came with me to McDonalds. There, whenever I showed him a result from an envelope, he would use a large stick to poke a hole in the paper.
06-01-2025
We were on a cruise ship. My aunt (mom's sister) kept calling me to vent about how my mom's husband was refusing to help her do a simple thing she asked from him (I don't remember what it was, but it was something like replacing a light in her house. Wouldn't take more than five minutes.) I told her that I would try and casually bring it up next time I saw him, like 'oh weren't you supposed to help out [aunt] today?'. She thanked me and hung up the phone. Later, my mom came into our room and I told her about her sister's phone calls and she got very angry at me for enabling my aunt and not letting her fix her own problems. She kept ranting about how lazy my aunt was and whatnot. Eventually she calmed down a bit, and I left to go outside. Outside, the sky was very clear, and you could see all the stars.
14-01-2025
There was a stretch of road in the middle of nowhere that pretty much only long-haul buses rode through. There was talk of this stretch of road being 'haunted', and indeed you needed to follow a specific set of rules in order to get away from there, or else you would be stuck there. It was honestly kind of reminiscent of those 'rule' creepypastas, where the story is just the ruleset of some cursed game.
One of the rules was that you shouldn't let the sun hit your bare skin for too long. At one point on your travel through the region, the bus would stop and you would have to get out and wait for another bus (or else you'd end up in the wrong city.) While waiting at the bus stop, you were supposed to wait in the little bus shelter, no matter how busy it was. People would make themselves take as little space up as possible, so more people could fit under it. Others would attempt to cover their skin with thick fabrics, blankets et cetera, to make sure that the sun didn't touch them. Occasionally a fake bus would also drive by, with passengers that were human-adjacent but looked 'off'. You had to be careful not to get on one of those buses.
The story shifted to a scene where a young boy was walking home from playing outside. He lived in this cursed stretch of land, though rules were slightly different for the inhabitants. He was small (maybe six? eight at most) and walked next to this huge field of wheat, occasionally picking a wheat stalk and breaking it. My grandma was walking next to him. She was reminding him of the rules, how he shouldn't let the sun touch him and whatnot, and he responded by showing off that he was wearing long sleeves and a hat. She told him to be careful, and he promised to do so.
16-01-2025
I was on an expedition somewhere in the arctic circle, and we were on an uninhabited island. We were in a group of about twenty people, and since the island was quite small, we were allowed to wander around it freely (as anyone who got lost would be able to find their way back quite easily). There was a bit of a valley with a pond in it, surrounded on three sides by cliffs and the ocean on the other. I was with a small subgroup of about four people, and we found an ancient human being almost perfectly preserved in the frozen pond (the year that was thrown around was 70,000 years ago, though I have no clue if that was accurate. The human being wore clothing made of light-brown animal furs and had long black hair. I think it was a man, though I had no way of knowing this for certain).
A girl in the group I was in dared me to eat a piece of his flesh, specifically his gums. I didn't really agree to it, but she didn't give me a chance to decline. She started using her wooden walking stick to jam the man's mouth open and scrape off a bit of his gums, though she broke several of his teeth in the process. Eventually, there were a few small piles on the snow-covered floor, of gum flesh and crushed teeth combined. I complained that there were so many bits of tooth in there (I didn't want to risk breaking my teeth on them) and she in response started jamming her walking stick back into the corpse's mouth. I woke up before I ate anything.
17-01-2025
I was in a shopping centre or mall, something along those lines. I was there with a group of people my age, as well as a woman who was around fourty years old. She had long, straight blonde hair and looked generally well-put together. The people in the group I was in were pressuring me to give the woman a blowjob so I could 'find out what it was like' and 'practice for later'. I didn't want to, but everyone was telling me to do it, and the woman seemed to want it as well, so eventually I gave in and begrudingly went along with her.
We went to a huge church that was hundreds of years old. At the time, it had been carved out of the side of a cliff. The inside had lamps installed for sightseers to look at the remarkable stone carvings. We went into the basement, which somehow had entirely modern and fully furnished bathrooms. In one of the stalls, the woman took her pants down and sat down on the toilet. Her dick was half-hard, and from where she was sitting it was pretty much level with the floor, except the tip drooped towards the toilet water a bit. I didn't want to suck her dick but she didn't seem to notice that I was hesitant at all, and gestured for me to start. I woke up before I did anything, though I do remember feeling that I had no choice.
22-01-2025
I was visiting my friend in Amsterdam, and staying over at his house for three days. For years, we'd been online friends, but I never knew where he lived, until he accidentally revealed his location to me. This happened because I had shown off my groceries after going to the store, and he responded by doing the exact same groceries and sending a picture of them. Only it was clear that some of the things he bought were from the home brand of Albert Heijn, a Dutch supermarket, so I deduced where he lived down to the street somehow (even though that chain is immensely popular and has over 1000 locations I believe). Regardless, now that the truth was out we decided we might as well meet in real life.
Despite the fact that I was supposed to sleep over at his house, I instead travelled all the way back to my grandma's house every night to sleep in there. My grandma is dead, of course, but luckily there was a certain exact way of walking into her street (from a specific angle, stepping on specific street tiles) that would allow you to go into a copy of a day in her house in 2019. This day looped over and over like this, with the inhabitants forgetting everything that happened in the previous loop. I would go in there, ring my grandma's doorbell and sleep in the bed I had at her house. It was always evening, there. There was something very beautiful and melancholic about it all-- I hadn't let go yet, hadn't accepted her death. And it wasn't really 'her' in the sense that she would only remember anything I told her for one day, even if I explained the loop to her, she would just forget again. I was too afraid to even attempt that, anyways, afraid that her learning about the loop would make it end, somehow.
My mom also knew about the loop, and I saw her there, trying to get into their old house (my grandma used to live in another house in the same street). She rang the doorbell and we found out that there was a cafe behind the door there, with no signage or anything that would let you know there was a cafe. It was very dark inside, yet there were at least seven or so people already sitting there and drinking coffee. We sat down to have a drink.
01-02-2025
in my dream, I was watching a documentary that touched on a minor evolutionary quirk humans had. If you looked at people you loved, your lips would spasm really subtly to indicate that you wanted to kiss their face. This was regardless of if the relationship was romantic or platonic. I pursed my lips and found that indeed, if I looked at my husband (who I apparently had) my lips would spasm. The dream never showed me what my husband looked like, so I have no idea who he was or if I know him.
05-02-2025
A friend and I were visiting the house of a woman whose daughter was a famous child actress (she was about eight years old). We were mainly there for the mother but in passing, we congratulated the girl on her recent movie roles. She had been in two movies that year that had both been blockbusters. She asked for a hug and I, awkwardly, hugged her. She whispered in my ear that she didn't like being an actress. I didn't know how to help her. Her mom hadn't noticed anything was amiss.
08-02-2025
I was on Google, looking for one of those AI girlfriend bots. Instead I found a really long visual novel on itch.io. It had been translated from Japanese into English, and was about a group of characters in an Anime art style living through a reimagining/retelling of the Night at the Museum movies. This was only the first storyline, though, and a lot of other stories happened too, all to the same group of characters. One of the stories was about a boy (They were all seniors in high school, all around 17-18 years old) having to go mine in a quarry to make enough money to go back to school. He mined too deep and got possessed by an ancient spirit. The spirit, pretending to be him, lured his girlfriend to the quarry. When she got there, he kicked her down a flight of stairs and she died.
I was playing the free trial of the game, and I knew that the full version was notorious for having over 100 sex scenes, which was strange to me because the original story didn't even have any romance, nor any places in the story where I could imagine a sex scene to be. Outside of the video game, my bed had been replaced with a 'three person bed'. Because of this, I didn't have any floor space in my room anymore. This was very inconvenient for me.
11-02-2025
I was on Reddit, reading the front page. There, I saw Willem Dafoe had passed away.
13-02-2025
My grandma was still alive, and she had dementia. My mother, my two aunts and I were at her house to try and explain to her that my mom's friend Linda had passed away. It was difficult to explain it to her since she didn't really seem to grasp most things we said. We were going to Linda's funeral later. My mom and aunts were in the other room for a moment, and I gently tried to explain to my grandma that we were about to leave. She suddenly got a bit angry, saying she knew Linda was dead and the funeral was today, because she had apparently been at Linda's house at the moment of her passing (this wasn't actually true, but she really believed it). I had to soothe her anger by agreeing with her, saying 'of course you know, of course you were there' and so on.
19-02-2025
There was a local building that was used as a school outing location for various schools. Students would go there with several classes and stay there for a few weeks, sleeping in big rooms together. On the fourth floor of the building there was a kind of reservoir that held something called 'floating powder'. Theoretically, the powder was able to make things (and people) fly, but I had no idea how it worked. I had been at the building for a few days (I was a high school student) and had been put in a room with a bunch of high school bullies who were being deceptively nice to me. As in, I knew they were planning something and trying to lull me into a false sense of security. There were two large beds in the room and for some reason all of the other kids (4-5 of them) slept in the other bed while I slept in mine alone.
At the building, I met a girl I used to be friends with when I was maybe seven years old. We caught up with each other and talked about how our lives had been. She seemed to be scared of me. Meeting her somehow spurred me on to steal some of the floating powder (I still have no idea how or why). One night, I climbed the side of the building (even though I had access to the inside of it) up to the fourth floor and began shoveling floating powder into my pockets. An alarm started going off so I ran away and went into a bookstore a few blocks away where I pretended everything was normal. They sold buckets there so I bought a bucket and put the powder in it.
The book store had used to be several apartments before it had been renovated and turned into a store. Because of this, it had all these tiny little rooms and nooks and crannies to explore. One of the rooms on the top floor was straight up just a laundry room, which was a really small room that only fit a washing machine in it. It had a lock on the door so I hid in there and locked it. I decided to check my phone and saw I had an invoice from the bookstore for 227 EUR worth of 'cleaning powder', which scared the hell out of me. I understood, somehow, that this was them trying to save me from getting arrested by pretending that the floating powder was cleaning supplies I bought from them. I refused to pay out of principle, though, because I felt like I hadn't done anything wrong.
I somehow managed to get home without paying for anything or getting in trouble. The powder was still in the bucket (I had no desire to use it or sell it). Meanwhile, the theft of the powder was starting to become a rallying cry for local youths dissatisfied with the current government. People made jokes about it on protest signs, wore shirts about it and drew fanart of it. My defense was that I couldn't have been the thief because I had been sick that evening and had been asleep that day. I somehow had an alibi from two random people who had seen me asleep in my own house even though I hadn't been there.
21-02-2025
I went to an Omega Mart knockoff that was beneath a train station. It hadn't been advertised, so people only knew about it through word of mouth. It didn't have any signs pointing towards it either except one that said 'PERVERTS' with an arrow pointing towards a road. I was there with my mom, and she didn't really want to be there. There was a band that played a song and did a sketch once in a while. I don't really remember what kind of stuff they had except that they sold older barbies (that were way too expensive) and some kind of caramel stick-shaped candy.
22-02-2025
Dreamed of an instagram account named visuallydistinctsisters. It was a webcomic about two sisters who were born without any limbs. The webcomic was drawn by a trans man who celebrated his ‘starday’ instead of his birthday, which was the day he started his testosterone. He had recently celebrated his fourth starday.
There was some controversy with the webcomic, namely that people had assumed that the author had based the comic on his real life sisters when in reality he didn’t have any siblings. He had to correct people about it almost every day. And then, when he corrected them, people would call him ableist for using characters without any limbs for profit. He also got asked almost every day how he could draw the comic despite not having any limbs (a lot of people assumed the comic was autobiographical), and he’d have to reply with a video of him waving his fully intact arms and legs around. People were also angry that the two characters were white, while the author was black (I don't remember why this made people angry). In the dream, I only read one of the comics, and it was about the sisters going to see a shakespeare play and falling off a ledge, with some other people getting mad at them for falling on top of them.
25-02-2025
I was watching an arthouse film at a small cinema. I don't really remember the story, but it was about an elderly woman who was angry at the world slowly regaining faith in humanity after befriending another elderly woman, who was significantly disabled. I don't specifically know what disability she had, only that she was born with her body kind of folded together. She was very short because of this (her head was almost at the same height as her feet) but she could walk with a specially built walker. I think the two women might have been in prison together. The disabled woman was black, and I believe her father or grandfather had been forcibly kidnapped and enslaved. The opening shot of the movie was a picture of that man, surrounded by other men from his family, before he had been kidnapped.
at around 90 minutes into the movie, a group of people came in to see it. Instead of just letting them watch from the point the movie was at, whoever was running the cinema restarted the whole film. I complained a bit, but the people around me told me not to be a dick about it, and that those other people also deserved to see the whole movie. I reluctantly started watching again, but ten minutes later another group came in and the movie was restarted again. I started laughing out of annoyance, and people started yelling at me and calling me names. One of them was very clearly the IT guy from my real-life job.
26-02-2025
I don't remember a concrete 'storyline' from this one. There was a war going on, I think. My mom and I were going to escape the country with a group of people who were under her command. She taught me that you could make a gun using a bag, a chain and a hose. We were talking to someone through the computer, and if the man said something unreasonable, I was supposed to shoot the computer screen with the hose-gun, which you shot by putting a bullet in the hose and squeezing the bag. The man said something unreasonable, so I shot the screen and broke it. My mom was proud of me. We then had to rush to pack some stuff and get out of the house.
03-03-2025
My mother had dementia and she was getting worse all the time. She was forgetting things on the stove. She had to travel for work a lot and I was always afraid something would happen to her on the trips. Sometimes she wouldn't understand us when we talked to her, and other times she would talk about work like nothing happened. One time we were standing outside in our garden and she had something gross on her forehead. I wiped it off and she looked at me in confusion as if she couldn't comprehend what I had just done.
07-03-2025
I was at a train station with my godmother, and we were waiting for the train to arrive. I don't remember where we were going. She wanted to get something to eat at a store first, but you could only order food at one of those touch-screen screens and it wasn't registering her touch. A man behind her in line got mad at her and started calling her stupid, so we ended up just leaving. My friend was in the train, and they and my godmother had a conversation in English (their shared mother tongue). I sat behind them and did nothing.
12-03-2025
I dreamed I was reading Antkind by Charlie Kaufman. I was about 200 pages in, and read around 100 pages during this reading session. I was rather pleased with my progress.
16-03-2025
There was a massive cinema that had a bunch of shops in the area where you waited before your movie started. It was mainly food but there was also a drug store, among other things. My mom needed something from one of the shops, I think it was a bar of organic soap, or something. The bar of... something was a sort of pale brown/beige colour and packaged in paper with twine around it. They only sold it in a shop inside the cinema, so I had to buy a movie ticket (which was 11 euros) just to get into the mall area.
22-03-2025
I wasn't myself, but some woman who had just discovered a previously unknown species of mouse. She posted about it on Reddit excitedly, where she got about twenty upvotes, but the comments were urging her to take down the post because the university she worked for might copyright it or she might get in trouble (somehow). She left the place where she discovered the mice (it was some kind of dig site I think) and took the bus to the train station, where she got on a train. On the train, there was a thing between two specific stops where the doors would briefly open for about a second at a time. This was done so people could commit suicide by jumping out of the train if they wanted to. You had to time it very well since the door would only be open for a short time. The woman was resisting the urge to jump when she locked eyes with an older man (older than her I mean, he was in his 50s) sitting on the opposite side of the train from her. This was a kind of 'anchor' to her. They had a moment of understanding. Later, I saw the two of them at an airport, getting ready to go on vacation together.
29-03-2025
This was during the pandemic, and I was at a supermarket near my grandma's house. Instead of having people work there (which could be dangerous because of covid) they had these masses of pure muscle meat shaped like approximate humanoids wearing the human employees' name tags and roaming the stores. They looked like bad CGI. they didn't even perform any work, they just moved through the store erratically. Opinions were divided on this: half of the people thought it was creepy or even 'wrong' on a moral level, the other half thought it was cute. One guy, adoringly, said 'aw, it's like they (the muscle things) are waiting for the employees to get back!'. there was also some subplot about an employee there being accused of being racist towards the muscle masses even though it was just a misunderstanding.
06-04-2025
I had to vote in a pretty official election-type vote. I had to go out to some bus somewhere out in the country, and show off my passport and whatnot before I could vote at the polling booth. The poll was "Which fictional vampire is the most powerful" with 24 vampires to choose from. It included characters like Dracula, Nosferatu, those guys from Interview with the Vampire, and so on. The vote was just a piece of paper with 24 vampire names on it with two choices underneath, "dangerous" and "not dangerous". You had to choose one for all of them, and I chose "dangerous" for most because I didn't want to hurt their feelings.
After everyone voted, there was a Q-and-A with a few of the vampires. Notably, Nosferatu didn't show up for this. All the questions the people in the crowd asked were things like "What's your favourite colour?" and "Who is your best friend?" and so on.
11-04-2025
I was on vacation in Toronto, Canada with my mother. The hotel we were staying at was situated on a long, narrow island just wide enough to fit one row of houses and the accompanying road. The bridge we had to walk over to get there was really long (well, for a walk-only bridge I suppose, it took about half an hour to traverse) and there was no public transport to the hotel or near it. My aunt was also staying at the hotel, which was pretty fancy, as the rooms had kitchenettes. My mom made mashed potatoes while I searched for my bathing suit which I put on under my clothes for later. It was pretty cold outside, with the wind blowing really hard, amplified by the fact that we were on an island in the middle of a giant lake.
12-04-2025
I went to a speed-dating event and walked in late, so everyone was staring at me. The woman who had organized the event brought me over to some guy in his 30s and said to him, loudly into a microphone, "I think we've found your perfect match!" he looked at me in disgust and said "She's [sic] way too old for me."
16-04-2025
I was spending a day with my grandma and she was doing surprisingly well and being very coherent. She slept over at my mom's house and I explained some stuff about what we had changed in our house since she had last been there. For example, we had installed a TV hanging from the wall in the bathroom (it was waterproof presumably) so that you could watch TV while showering. My grandma didn't seem able to comprehend the concept, which in hindsight had been a red flag. I let it go and we both went to sleep.
The next day she was not doing as well, but I didn't really notice anything until later, because really all we did was go on a big walk. On our way back home, we went by a fish shop and I knew my grandma loved fried cod/whitefish so I thought we should go eat some for lunch. We went into the shop and my grandma ordered an amount of fish that came to cost 700 EUR. The shop clerk asked to confirm if that was what she wanted and my grandma responded angrily with an "Um, yeah?" as if the shop clerk was stupid.
She then tried to pay for it with her public transport card, and then with a random bit of paper. The woman who worked at the fish shop got annoyed and handed her random paper back. Meanwhile you could see by my grandma's face that she didn't understand what was going on and was starting to get frustrated and scared. At this point I jumped in and explained that my grandma didn't know what she was saying, and that we only wanted two portions of fish. The woman showed some sympathy and went to heat the fish. At the last moment, just when it was almost done, my grandma yelled into the kitchen "And I want it fattened and in water!" and for some reason the store clerk listened to her and we received raw, oily fish in a bucket of water instead of what we ordered. I then had to navigate carefully getting my grandma home in her confused state.
21-04-2025
I was at a pizza place for dinner with some family members, and our waitress hated me for whatever reason. She made me wear a comically huge bib and kept coming to the table and asking if I 'knew how to share' because if I didn't share my pizza with my family, she threatened, she was going to kick me out.
30-04-2025
I was a female author who was maybe in her forties or fifties. She was dealing with backlash after her latest novel was hated by critics and readers. She was getting harassed and got sent a lot of weirdly personal hate-mail and death threats. She wrote a blog post about it to a more private blog where most people didn't look, and got a few positive comments from close friends.
One night she woke up and walked to her kitchen to get some water, in the dark, when suddenly she saw an old woman standing in the living room. The old woman stood with her back to her, with her head bent down and standing somewhat slumped forward. There was no way anyone could've gotten in her house, and she lived alone. Terrified, the woman ran to her bathroom and locked it. She googled what this could possibly mean (her search term was something along the lines of 'old woman in my house explained') and she found out that she was the victim of something called 'titanfalling'.
Titanfalling was a phenomenon where if you did something 'bad' like writing a bad novel, there was a chance you would be added to a mass haunting done by some dead millionaire. If this happened you would start seeing her in random locations in your house, on the street, et cetera. This old woman wasn't the only person you could be the victim of in titanfalling either, there were others too like old dead millionaires and war criminals.
02-05-2025
I was having a conversation with a girl around my age, and she kept alluding to something that I didn't understand. Eventually she said "you don't remember me at all, do you?" I looked at her, and she was a girl who used to be in the same year as me at school, except she was in another class. I barely knew her and must've only spoken to her a handful of times.
15-05-2025
I was working at an Ikea-type department store, and was in charge of designing new furniture. I and the other designers worked on the showroom floor and showed things off as we designed them. I had invented a type of wooden tent for cats to sit in and, in order to test it, was made to get some cats into the store. Someone procured two random cats (no idea from where) and they obviously started running away and hiding the moment we let them loose in the store. We managed to catch one in a backroom but the other ran towards the staff canteen which we shared with the supermarket next door. The supermarket provided food there by making staff shop at a tiny version of a supermarket for free, which I thought was cute. I noticed something was wrong at the canteen however, because half of the people there just had these black dots instead of eyes and when people touched them they got those black eyes too. I went into the outdoor seating area and saw a sort of flesh amalgam consisting of multiple people infected with the eye thing, writhing and with random limbs half-dissolved into it. it had a massive sort of unhinged jaw that it used to eat the cat.
22-05-2025
I had given birth to a child, a baby girl, and I kept forgetting I'd had her. I'd walk into my mom's living room after a few day, see the baby on the couch and think 'oh yeah, I had a kid'. The baby was months old and I still hadn't named her. She never cried or got hungry or had to pee or anything, she just kind of laid there.
23-05-2025
I was friends with a girl around my age who had all these cool alternative friends. She invited me to an arthouse cinema with them. She sat separately with me and gave me extra attention, all to make me feel at ease. We went to a concession stand and she asked me if I wanted anything. I couldn't choose between the treats they sold. The guy behind the counter got annoyed at us for taking too long and chastised us so the girl snapped and said 'we're on acid!' and he immediately apologized. I looked at her, a bit out of my depth and said 'but... I'm not on acid' and she pulled me into a hug and said 'I know, baby, I know.' while stroking my hair. It was oddly emotional. I remember feeling strangely safe in her arms, though I don't even remember what she looked like.
In the second part of the dream I was in my home country with some guy, walking home, when we came across a restaurant where you bought food that was just laying there on shelves and you could heat it up in microwaves there. The place had no employees, it was entirely trust system-based. A guy there was advertising that if you bought him a meal, you could talk to Channing Tatum for the duration of the meal (he was there too, I guess). Nobody was buying the meal except a really drunk guy, but he wasn't allowed to sit with Channing because he was drunk. I ended up sitting at the table without paying (I don't know why I was allowed to) because the only item that I wanted to try there was a 36 EUR Wolverine-themed meal that I thought was way too expensive. Channing said I could ask him anything I wanted about showbusiness, but I couldn't think of anything.
28-05-2025
On the opposite side of the building I live in, on the sixth floor or so, there was a store that sold doll clothes. Mainly for baby dolls, but some barbie-sized clothes too. It was connected to a drug store next to it and whenever one of the stores got busy, the other shop would let some of their workers go help out at the busy shop. My mom and I were in line at the cash register which was broken and unmanned. A guy behind us in line got progressively angrier that he had to wait but also at my mom and I for not fixing the register, even though we didn't even work there. There was another register next to us that was manned and not broken so I'm not sure why any of us were in line at the broken one in the first place.
29-05-2025
I was helping a guy I was friends with move to Japan. He needed me to stay in his house while he got settled in so he wouldn't be all alone in such a fragile time. I had to stay with him in Japan for a month. We barely went outside, and mostly just hung out in the house.
30-05-2025
I went to school four months or so after I last went, because I thought I had accidentally skipped school for four months straight. A woman at the front desk saw me and was really mad at me for having missed that many classes, saying things like 'what would your mother think!' etc. I called my mom and told her I was at school and her response was just an unimpressed 'are you sure you're supposed to be there?' and I, defensively said 'Uh, yeah, I know what I'm doing,' and hung up.
I saw two of my old classmates there talking so I just followed them to the next class, but they didn't acknowledge me in any way. I followed them into the classroom anyways, where I got berated by my real-life old history teacher about 'what's wrong with you, why are you even here, why did you even bother' et cetera. At this moment I started realizing that I had indeed already graduated from high school four months ago so I quickly ran out and left the school to go to the train station and call my mom to apologize and say that she was right.
When I got to the train station to go home there was an ICE (German International) train there, but it barely stopped at the train station and you could only get in at the last wagon. A long line of people had formed and they were all trying to get into the train as fast as possible while the train was already signaling that it was about to leave. On top of that, inside there was a stereotypical fat italian chef with a twirly mustache who was giving out slices of birthday cake he baked, so everyone was clambering to get a slice of cake (white icing vanilla cake with rainbow sprinkles, it was good). I managed to sit down inside just as the train started moving.
02-06-2025
I was on vacation in Toronto with my mom. In my dream Toronto was a sort of Venice-like city with all these waterways you could only cross by boat (you could only get to Toronto by boat, as well). There were a lot of ferry services, and some were quite fancy. It was dark out and cold, very windy, so we went on one of these fancier ferry services on our way back to the cruise ship we arrived on. The ferry had all these bubble baths and mud baths on the top deck, and since it was so cold my mom said we should get into the mud bath, even though there was an old man in there already. We got in with our clothes and everything, and the mud was only lukewarm, so after we got off the ferry we were even colder and now covered in mud as well.
the guy in the bath kind of looked like this.
I met a guy on the dock and he took pity on me and let me shower in his house (my mom wasn't allowed to come in, I guess). I showered with my clothes on so they wouldn't be muddy anymore. As I got out of the shower the guy's roommate walked in and he was wearing X-Men boxer shorts, so I complimented him on them. He misunderstood and thought I was complimenting his bulge so he very awkwardly rejected me by saying he didn't date cis people (?).
After leaving the guy's house I reunited with my mom and we walked towards the cruise ship parking lot together, which was massive because Toronto was only accessible by boat so most people only went there while on a cruise. Between every ship there were these massive, super wide metal walls. A group of people saw me walking around looking lost, so they invited me into the walls, where they had a whole little society with places to sleep, all hidden in these big hollow walls. They gave me a map that I could follow to get back to the cruise ship, which was a standard European river cruiser.
03-06-2025
I was a member of an online media company and because of that I was required to live in a big house with all of the other members. Because of our contract, we were required to be there for most of the day and if we were, fans could pay to get inside the house and look around/talk to/touch the actors. There was no way to stop them from seeing or talking to you, and the only way to get them not to touch you was by wearing a sort of tube made out of mosquito net fabric that covered your entire body. It was pretty constrictive so you couldn't really do much else in it other than lying down. Even if you were in the bathroom or shower you weren't allowed to fully close the door, because the fans were always allowed to see who was in there.
13-06-2025
napped and dreamed of a girl named Rashi (which was short for Rashida) who lived alone with her mom. Her mom had some kind of agoraphobia issue and was only able to walk outside into the sort of 'foyer' area of the apartment building they lived in, and she would purchase food from several vending machines that were there. This was in Canada, so in my mind it made total sense that they had vending machines with vegetables and soup and stuff. The vending machines were about hip-height and if you put money in a flap would open and out would come a plate with whatever vegetables you ordered on it, still raw and uncooked. then, after you finished using the vegetables you could come back and return the plate to get a partial refund.
Anyways, one of the days where the mom was doing her shopping this way she had a kind of seizure and collapsed. Rashi heard her fall down and ran to her, really worried and yelling, and brought her mom back into their apartment. I'm not sure if she called anyone or not but from then on Rashi was the one who did all the shopping, and she was always the one who did all errands outside too so she just also did those still. One day, Rashi's cousin came to visit, who was another girl her age (I have no clue how old Rashi was. maybe around sixteen? Though she was sheltered so she acted younger, I saw everything from her POV so I never saw what she looked like). the cousin really wanted to learn how to go fishing and how to hunt, and Rashi indulged her by orchestrating that her friend/neighbour would stand somewhere outside with a box of marshmallows that Rashi's cousin could 'hunt' and if she found the person with the box she would be allowed to keep the marshmallows. Rashi and her cousin went out in the dead of night to play this game, and they lived in an area without streetlights too so it was incredibly dark. Eventually Rashi's cousin went inside (it got late and she was frustrated she couldn't find the marshmallows) and eventually left without even entering the apartment once (it was implied that because of the mom's agoraphobia, she wasn't allowed to). it was also implied heavily throughout this that the cousin was transgender and just either hadn't come out yet or didn't realize it herself, but she wore boy clothes and seemed uncomfortable at anything feminine being related to her.
Then one day a cop came and I guess knew Rashi was basically living alone and tending to her mother from someone (a neighbor?) and helped her do some chores while reminding her that she could come to the police station if she ever needed more help and they could find someone to help her or someone she could talk to. While he talked to her mother off-screen Rashi was returning a bunch of vegetables and other stuff back into the machines. If you put it on the template on the top exactly how they showed it the machine would recognize that stuff was brought back and you could get a full refund. Rashi was used to doing this so she got all of her money back. The cop helped her put some clean dishes into a cupboard and saw that the dishes were the same kind from the machine, and Rashi explained that whenever they needed a new dish they would just forfeit their refund and keep the plate.
18-06-2025
I lived in a sort of commune for a while, which was located in a block of houses that, as a rule, were always kept unlocked. My great-aunt lived there and needed something to avoid getting sick (due to chemo maybe?), a specific non-sugar sweetener that was in some diet drinks and sugar-free candies. They had stuff with it in at a local shop so I bought some and brought it back for her. When I came back she was angry at me for leaving, even though I'd done it for her. It was snowing and very cold, but most people kept their doors open.
25-06-2025
There was a really sheltered girl (who was around sixteen years old) living in the same apartment building as me and my friend group, which consisted of a bunch of adults. We decided to show her the world for the first time because her mother never let her go out, all under the guise of us having a sleepover party together. All we ended up doing was sit under the staircase on the ground floor and read. At some point the dream shifted into us doing an escape room and when we reached the exit we had to wait for 40 minutes because the guy who did the escape room before us had called a cab and it hadn't arrived yet. We weren't allowed to leave before him because that would be unfair.
26-06-2025
I was talking to a girl who used to be my best friend in the first two years of high school (I haven't spoken to her in years, in real life) at a small food place next to a convention center. It was a combination cafe and veterinarian's office, and the waiting room for the veterinarian's office was in the same room where people sat and ate their food. This was all in a street near my grandma's house.
We ordered one small dish but the kitchen just kept bringing us big dishes to try out, massive sausages and sauerkraut and sandwiches and just a bunch of food you'd associate with being 'home-made'. It was way too much so we asked the waitress to bag up some of our leftovers. Multiple waiters helped out and ended up basically putting all the nice stuff (sandwiches and sausage) in one box (they were these pretty large transparent plastic boxes larger than shoeboxes) and just mushed a bunch of mashed potato and sauerkraut together for the other box. My old friend said she would sacrifice herself and take the sauerkraut home, despite having a disease (which she doesn't have in real life) that made her randomly have allergic reactions to things she wasn't allergic to. I hugged her and thanked her for her sacrifice, even though it obviously wasn't necessary as she could just throw the food away.
In the next part of the dream, I was at the convention center next door to the cafe, which on the outside just looked like a normal house, but the inside was massive. I was there with my mom as well as another woman her age, who I just knew was my dad, somehow. I don't mean she had transitioned or anything, she was just my dad. Anyways, there was a Monster High convention going on, and you could win thousands of euros by competing in a 'best dressed doll' contest. I wasn't really enthusiastic about being there, and I told my mom I was probably just going to sleep all day the next day. At one point I went into the bathroom and there were no stalls, just three loose toilets close enough to each other that your legs would touch if you sat on them next to each other. There was also a vintage-looking bath tub.
27-06-2025
These were three interconnected dreams from during a nap:
1: My mother and I were on vacation in Canada and it was still a few days before we had to leave. We had a rental house halfway up the hill towards the big grocery store and had a few days to relax and just do nothing. It was kind of dark and rainy outside but not cold, more tropical. It was very nice to just sit inside and look at the rain out of the window.
2: My video game had gone viral on Pinterest and someone had somehow connected it to my Ao3 account because a tumblr post of mine had gone viral on r/curatedtumblr, which on turn was reposted onto pinterest. In the post I had a screenshot of myself playing a video game and I had named the character "Lenny", which was how they knew. Somehow.
3: I was friends with Deadpool (from Marvel comics) and accompanied him to a dinner with his parents for moral support. He had this dinner in the lobby at my job. Without the mask he had this super long shiny black curly hair way down to his lower back. His parents didn't want him to cut it off, even though he wanted short hair. His parents were there to try and convince him to stop taking testosterone, and he claimed he had stopped months ago, but they didn't really believe him. His father just shook his head repeatedly and said "I just wish you'd stop taking those silly pills."
29-06-2025
Someone texted me with something along the lines of "Kanye is gonna call you, please calm him down he's really panicking" and I was at comic con. So I got a phone call from Kanye and picked up and tried to calm him down (He was basically ruminating/feeling really guilty about some stuff he did a few years ago) and I kept saying things like 'it's okay baby, you'll be fine, don't be scared' etc. It was clear this was some practiced script I had memorized because he called me to help him calm down semi-often.
While at comic con I met the guy who played Beast in the newer X-men movies where they're all young, and he was in full costume and face paint. I walked past him and he jumped out at me and growled and I freaked out and started crying.
still 29-06-2025
during a nap I dreamed my mom and aunt were sitting on the floor in our shower and had made a little sitting spot with blankets and pillows and a laptop with Netflix on it. They were very cozy and laughing/joking with each other. I checked on them later and they had a little cooking setup in there and were making fried chicken.
My friend came over to my house to hang out and I was holding his phone and using it to look something up on Google but I accidentally ended up in a private Discord server he had where every channel was the name of a color (like really specific ones, he had a bunch of shades of every color) and he would sort every single message he ever received into one of the color channels based on what vibe they gave off. He was embarrassed that I saw it and quickly took the phone out of my hands before I got the chance to look up whatever I wanted to look up. Also, I had a device that could turn back time, but I never used it during the dream so I don't know what that was about.
04-07-2025
dreamed during a nap that i was trying to buy cocaine while at a massive mall in Canada with my mom, great aunt and some other people. The mall was so big that inside they'd built everything to resemble regular outdoor streets, and there was a (legal) drug dealer in an alleyway between some of the 'houses' which were actually stores. He sold weed, mushrooms etc. I was sitting in his basement with my cousin and their wife and I was lamenting to them about the fact that I wanted cocaine. They were trying to build me up so I'd have confidence enough to ask him about it.
Eventually I did, and he said he didn't have any cocaine because the contact person he'd been buying it from hadn't been responding to his calls, probably because of some risk that they would get arrested. He did tell me in which building the cocaine dealer was, though, so I went there and it was this big warehouse complex that was near my house (which in real life isn't very big, but in the dream it was massive). I got a job there as a cleaner and spent days just wandering around looking for the office of the cocaine dealers. I knew a lot about them because a youtuber I followed had made a challenge video about trying to jump into their office through the window, which was several stories up. their office was tiny and it was above a gaming/anime store that was owned by a guy who was really into right-wing conspiracies, so I tried to avoid going there even though it was in the building I worked in. My job mainly involved picking up cardboard boxes and putting them down elsewhere, and I got lost constantly because most of the floors of the building looked identical to each other. At some point I walked through a massive bathroom that had maybe 50 toilets in it.
07-07-2025
Nap dream. My mom's creepy friend was bothering me at a shopping center. There was a playground parallel to it, that was really long and thin (only a few meters wide but maybe half a kilometer long) and stretched the entirety of the shopping center. I sat down on a bench and willed the man to go away, but whenever he went away he would just return after a few minutes.
08-07-2025
My mom and I were scared to be at home alone with her husband, who could return home at any moment. We'd hired a young woman (a few years older than me, I'm guessing) to live at our home and hang out with us. She didn't really do any work except occasionally help out with the dishes, just normal stuff. We were all in the kitchen. Just standing there, anxiously.
10-07-2025
A group of people were outside my bedroom door, discussing how because of certain factors (my fan being on, the lights being off, the door being unlocked) they could now properly exact revenge on me. I woke up just before they were going to do it. This dream freaked me out so much that when I woke up I bolted upright and ran over to lock my bedroom door, and it took me 2-3 hours to calm down enough to go back to sleep.
still 10-07-2025
I dreamed of the new Five Nights at Freddy's game, which was set in a department store. You, the player character, were a man in his 20s/30s ish and the goal of the game was to not get tempted by Springtrap to go into the basement, because he was in there and would kill you. He'd try to lure you into the basement by making you hallucinate his voice, which you would hear as if he was speaking to you over the store's intercom system.
During the game you had to just walk around in the store and do tasks required of you because you worked there, stocking shelves, cleaning up, helping people asking questions et cetera. Springtrap had hundreds of different voicelines that he could use to tempt you, and what he said would change depending on the choices you made while working. The game created a sort of profile of you based on your choices, and Springtrap would use that profile to lure you into the basement. For example, if you mainly did tasks in the part of the store that sold video games, played on an arcade machine and looked at cup noodles on a shelf, Springtrap would deduce you were a gamer and say that if you came into the basement he would give you any video game you wanted, for free. Getting tempted by him was framed as the positive ending because you 'successfully escaped working retail'.
The death/game over screen was a digital painting of the player character standing in front of Springtrap, who was sitting against a wall in the basement, partially rusted stuck to the floor. You were both moving towards an embrace. The springlocks in the suit's chest were open as if they were the teeth of a mouth ready to swallow you, and there were little mechanical bits mixed with blood growing all over the wall and floor like plants, growing towards you. The player character was nude and had his back to the camera, you could only see a bit of the side of his face. You also saw the bloody/decayed remains of William Afton and his skull was partially visible, which had a sort of menacing welcoming grin. The artwork was definitely reminiscent of 'eroguro' art. It wasn't sexual, but it definitely had an 'erotic art' quality to it.
It was seriously a beautiful piece of art, with a lot of tiny details. Even looking at it was a bit creepy. The way the game framed being caught by Afton as positive made it even creepier, because it was like the game itself had been corrupted by him, too. I assume you 'won' the game by not listening to the hallucinations, finishing your tasks at the department store and going home.
11-07-2025
I don't remember a lot about this one. There was a new type of fluid discovered in the body that you could be anemic in, the same as blood. It was white/yellowish and had 'blood types' too but I think it had more to do with the four humors. You could only get transplants from people with your own type and one adjacent type, I think, and there might've been four types or twelve or some other amount.
16-07-2025
I don't remember a lot from this one, either. There was a new family living in my grandma's old house, a guy with down syndrome and his father. The guy had a stuffed animal identical to my favorite stuffed animal, and with the same name too (they were just wearing different clothes). The house was a type of escape room/puzzle house now and you could only get access to the different floors by solving puzzles and collecting clues. Once you finished a floor's puzzles it would be unlocked for you forever. I had only unlocked the ground floor and the floor above it, which was where the guy and his dad lived. Later, during a nap, I dreamed I was checking Artfight and I had a new attack.
19-07-2025
I was living in an apartment building with ten floors, and I lived on the fourth floor. The elevator was broken so it only went to the ground floor and the sixth floor, which was the floor "The Dark Library" was on. I had never actually been to the dark library yet because the hallway leading to it gave me bad vibes, it had really dim lights and just felt wrong. Even if it worked, the elevator only went up to the sixth floor, but it did usually stop at all the floors between the ground floor and sixth.
So I started walking up the stairs, which were very busy because the elevators were down. When I got to the third floor, I saw that there was a little public area with tables and chairs there, a little shop that sold sandwiches and soda, and the entrance to a pool/snooker bar. My aunt was sitting at one of the tables having lunch, so I joined her.
21-07-2025
There was going to be a massive storm and flooding, so in preparation, my mom dug a bunch of my childhood toys out of storage and put them down outside our door so the flood would carry them away. I had no idea why she did this, and it felt pretty mean of her, but I was resigned to it. One of the toys was a row of five rubber ducks (lined from largest to smallest) connected by a bit of rope so they would swim together. The other toy I remember was an educational electronic children's toy, one of those with a pen that you press to several things and it would either give a red or green light depending on if you chose the right answer. It also had a pre-recorded voice. This specific toy was created to help teach children what the monarchy was/how it worked, sponsored by the ING bank. I'd forgotten about the toy in the dream, but once I saw it again, memories came flooding back and I remembered playing with the toy for many hours, replaying all the quiz questions many times.
22-07-2025
I was debating the ethics of shooting billionaires with... someone, I think a Tumblr user or something. There was also a shootout happening nearby (unrelated) and occasionally stray bullets would enter the house through the wall, so we stood behind a closet for cover and just continued casually chatting.
25-07-2025
A friend from Discord was my real-life friend and ex-classmate, and we semi-regularly met up at a sort of mall/shopping center type area a bit outside of town. It had a lot of areas to explore, including one of those indoor trampoline parks. One of the parts of it was a combination mall food court and high school, which my friend and I had been classmates at. I was meeting up with him to tell him a dream I had had (I don't remember what happened in the dream-in-a-dream, I'm afraid) so we went in there and stole food from the cafeteria because, by my friend's logic, since we had gotten our diplomas there, our food should be free. We reasoned "what are they gonna do, ban us from a school we don't go to anymore?" so we ate a bunch of ice cream (notably, maple syrup flavoured ice pops that were shaped like maple leaves) and later found out that food there was free for alumni anyways.
This whole area had multiple floors and a sort of raised sidewalk area that took you from outside straight into the top floor of the mall. The raised sidewalk was made out of metal, and was attached to a lamb farm on one side, which was a multiple-story building shaped like an upright oval, mainly made out of glass (except the floors and ceilings, of course). The top floor of the farm was attached to the sidewalk, and from there you could go see the lambs and pet them and stuff. If you went downstairs, you'd end up in the slaughterhouse where the lambs were slaughtered, and on the ground floor there was a butcher's shop where you could buy the meat from the freshly-slaughtered lambs. It was a pretty popular area because you were allowed to pet and cuddle the lambs upstairs, but the people I met up with there always hated going near it. Yet, for some reason, we kept meeting in front of it anyways. The friend went home by subway and I texted my other friend something like "isn't it funny that we meet up at the mall often, and so do me and [other friend], but we never all meet up together?" but he didn't reply.
At some point, I was there with my mom, talking to one of my ex-teachers at the high school, and she mentioned that I had a stuffed nose to my mom, who was really surprised to hear this for some reason. She acted like I had withheld some big secret from her.
31-07-2025
I was at work with my mom (we worked in the same office) and one of our tasks, on top of our regular office tasks, was that we had to keep track of problem students and keep them from doing bad things. If they were good for a while we would reward them. We had one guy who was going to get a plane ticket from us because he'd been good, but when he saw me in the underground parking lot he rode his bike at me as hard as he could and I fell off my bike and briefly passed out. He got taken away by security personnel. Around this time, I was talking to a colleague and we were discussing an old themed part of a museum (it had existed since I was a little kid) where they built a 1:1 replica of the office of a famous musician's manager. I told her (the colleague) that the museum had inspired me to one day become a stewardess.
Anyways, after the guy got arrested my mom was so infuriated (she didn't feel like taking care of problem students should be part of our job as office workers) that she wanted to freshen up by washing her face with a washcloth, and I went with her. She brought two wet washcloths along and we were searching for a place to wash our faces in privacy, but we couldn't find a good place. Eventually we ended up walking down the street outside, where we ran into my mom's friend, who showed surprise and disgust that we reused washcloths instead of throwing them away after one use. She specifically said that it was gross because those washcloths were once used to clean people's nether regions, even though they were obviously put in the washing machine between uses.
Eventually, we went into an unlocked apartment building (just the lower part, not anyone's actual homes) and washed our faces there. My mom checked her phone and saw that she could search Tumblr (which she apparently used) for people to follow using her phone's contacts. She found that our colleague, 'Jane', had a Tumblr blog and immediately followed her and added the three of us into a group chat on there. Jane instantly followed us back and asked for proof that it was really us, so my mom wanted to record a video of us saying our usernames as confirmation and post it to Tumblr. I had to try to dissuade her from doing this.
03-08-2025
I was at a friend's house, occasionally switching to seeing things from his point of view. He was a kind of thin, little guy who had always been sickly as a kid and was only now (in his later teen years) starting to be healthy enough to do a lot of stuff on his own and go outside without his siblings and stuff. He had a bunch of siblings, maybe five or so, but at least two of them had died or gone missing. Their mother was a very angry woman who didn't go looking for her missing kids, she just got annoyed at them leaving without saying anything. The policy became that nobody really had their own bedroom, rather, if you were tired you could just go sleep in any of the beds. None of the kids owned a lot of belongings so it didn't really matter where they would put them.
The mother was verbally abusive as well, always yelling at her children. The boy I was friends with and his older sister decided to just get out of there and so during one of her tirades they snuck out, and I followed. We ran to a bus stop and got on a bus, towards their grandma's house which was maybe two hours away. We watched a movie in that time, though I don't remember which one it was. During the bus trip, I kept imagining "what-if's" like what if their grandma won't let us in, and we'll have to live on the streets et cetera. Eventually the winning thought I had is that if that were the case I would get an office job and provide for myself and my friend, who could just hang out in the office if he could be quiet and not draw attention to himself. At the canteen at work, I could probably sneak him some food, too.
Their grandma was a nice woman who was still really active despite her age. She got worried about the kids and how they were being treated by their mom. I remember her house being in the middle of a bunch of overgrown farmers' fields, just surrounded on all sides by intense green. It was morning, so everything was covered in morning dew. It was beautiful.
16-08-2025
This dream was set during either the first or second world war, in England. I was a member of the X-Men (Lenny from my comic to be exact) and the X-Men had temporarily moved into an abandoned hospital for war safety reasons. We were taking in mutants that had been affected by the war in some way, and giving them a place to settle in and sleep and such. A man came in who had lost his lower arms in, I presume, a bombing. He had these wooden prosthetic arms that he couldn't move at all so he just had them clenched against his chest in an X shape. He was angry and afraid, about the war, about having lost his wife and child (who hadn't died, his wife had just left him when he became an amputee and took his child with her) and his house. I tried to calm him down and eventually succeeded enough to get him into the dormitory, which had around 20 beds for people to sleep in. Others would be there to help him get settled in.
I walked back into the hallway and overheard Professor Xavier telling Storm about how he felt that if a mutant isn't an activist, he might as well be dead, because if someone isn't an activist they have no purpose. He was saying this quite loudly on purpose, to, I suppose, shame the other X-Men into doing more pro-mutant activism. Through some kind of shenanigans, I accidentally wound up giving the man without arms his arms back (some other mutant's powers being put into me by a third mutant's power of transfer, something like that) and he got angry at me because he would've preferred I'd healed him before he lost the 7 million dollars he'd owned before he lost everything. I got a bit mad at him, because I only just met him so that would obviously have been impossible. The other X-Men, overhearing that he used to be a millionaire, started treating him worse because they believed that being a millionaire was inherently unethical.
17-08-2025
I went to my friend's house for the first time and saw his room, which was pretty spacious and well-furnished. This lined up with my expectations of what his room would look like, so I felt good about guessing correctly. After this, we made a plan to go to an art convention and try to get art freebies from all the artists there, by lying to them and deceiving them in several ways, and then later selling off the art. To some we lied and said we were presenting a TV program about art, and to others we pretended to be part of the convention's management, and so on. After getting away with it we'd usually run off laughing and full of adrenaline, my friend riding a bicycle and me on the back of the bike, holding the canvas. One of the artists we got free art from was a completely blind modern artist, who always did variations on the same theme: he always used an oddly-sized canvas (about two meters tall and 50 centimeters wide) and (badly) painted a banana onto it that was always only around 20-30 centimeters long. It only took him a few minutes per painting. After he finished the banana he'd draw an arrow pointing to it with the word "BANANA" written above it. These paintings could sell for up to a million. My friend convinced him and his handler/helper that we worked there, and they enthusiastically gave us a free painting.
The paint was still wet, which I commented on, and my friend said that that meant it was worth more because it was new. He also said that because of this, in a year or so when he was going to sell the paintings, he was going to paint over them in the exact same shade so they'd seem new and would sell for more. I was so impressed with him and his entire idea of making money this way that I reflexively kissed the inside of his wrist, where you'd cut if you were trying to kill yourself. It was a strangely intimate gesture. I immediately pulled away in shock, confused and apologetic about what I'd done, and he kept saying it was okay, though we both continued to feel awkward about it. After a while we arrived at my mom's cousin Esther's house, who was incredibly well-off because she had married into the Kardashian family. My mom was there too, and we just spent a while exploring the house. There was a loose wall behind one of the bathroom stalls (which she had in her house despite it being a private residence, I guess) and when we moved it it turned out there were two more secret bedrooms there, as well as another bathroom which had a large shower and bath.
18-08-2025
I saw an ex-friend at a bridge close to my house, hanging out with two of his friends. They were putting raw chicken and eggs in a sort of laminated A4-size piece of plastic, and were playing pranks on their families. The point was to hide the chicken and eggs somewhere around their parents' houses to see how long it would take for their parents to react (with the lamination supposed to keep the food from rotting, or at least to keep it from smelling too bad, I guess). It seemed kind of obvious that my ex-friend didn't want me to be around him, that he'd moved on, but I was so desperate for his attention and approval that I kind of lamely followed him around.
His older brother had a girlfriend now, a short girl (for reference, the older brother is/was really tall, like 2 meters, so a lot of people would be short compared to him) who wore a hijab. She had moved in with his parents and his brother. She held out her hand for me to shake, and I did, and she recoiled in horror and started talking to my ex-friend like I wasn't there, demanding he explain who I was and why I had touched her. The whole vibe of the dream was very much 'pathetic' as I kept following him around even though he clearly didn't want me, and his family didn't seem to like me either.
23-08-2025
I was going to a library in Rotterdam to meet up with two of my friends from middle school and see how they were doing now. My grandma brought me to the train station and during the trip I listened to music until my phone was almost dead.
Both of my friends had really made lives for themselves and were both successful. The one girl, J, was a driver for a company now and owned a work truck she could drive in as much as she wanted for free. She had developed OCD since middle school, so while we were inside she occasionally went outside to re-park her truck, because she kept making herself nervous about it possibly being crooked (it never was, of course). The other friend, A, and I were talking about where we wanted to go for lunch. There was a lunch area at the library but we were also considering a nearby fast food place, though we eventually decided against it because the hamburger buns might trigger her celiacs disease (something she doesn't have IRL).
At the library there were a bunch of Lana del Rey superfans who were convinced that she had a secret twin brother, some guy who lived with them and had once made a documentary called "The Summer Your Dad Fucked my Mom and Yours" which didn't really check out since he was clearly younger than her (around 26 years old) though they did look relatively similar. The superfans lived at the library in places like the security office and were looking for more roommates by putting down flyers all around the library that had questionnaires on them. The questions were all stuff like "Do you like Lana del Rey" and "Do you believe that [guy's name] is truly her brother" (it was very important to them). Eventually I ended up backstage somewhere in the security hallways, and walked into the room where all the camera feeds were. This was clearly the guy's base of operations, and I saw he had a bunch of the girls' (it was only him and a bunch of girls, no other men) diaries there, which he would routinely steal and read. I thought that was a breach of privacy and immediately thought of him as a bit of a creep. One of the girls later conversationally told me that the library would be a great place to go to during an apocalypse, because they owned a massive amount of spare water bottles.
30-08-2025
I was going to Comic Con, which was in a weirdly specific part of my city that doesn't have any buildings large enough to house any sort of convention IRL. My mother and I went there a day beforehand to check for certain that we knew what route to take to get there. There were a bunch of cosplayers there already, and I saw several people dressed like Hatsune Miku. I was cosplaying as Oasis, not any specific band member or anything, I was just wearing a tracksuit. At the conference hall, you could rent a locker to put any merch in that you wanted to buy, so you could buy a bunch of stuff without having to carry it around. I remember commenting on this, though I don't really remember what I thought of it.
After we left, instead of going back home, we went to My Family's Old House, which apparently my family had lived in for generations, all family members I don't have in real life ("other grandpa" and several aunts and uncles). My mom had a room there but we never actually stayed over, always going back to our real life apartment instead. There was family drama going on and the atmosphere was tense. I kind of avoided the family members and started looking around. I found a sort of walk-in closet that had a bunch of my old stuff in it, back from when I was a kid or young teenager right up to recent stuff, including a fancy ball jointed doll I owned and had completely forgotten about. I was amazed and confused as to how all this stuff ended up here, which had clearly been taken from my room at home at some point. When my mom found me rifling around the closet, she got kind of annoyed at me, and only got angrier when she realized I had selected some items to take back home. She didn't understand that I was worried about not knowing who had taken my stuff from my room and put it here, and she thought I was overreacting.
06-09-2025
this was a nap dream with three interconnected bits. The first one went like this: I had a website where I was advertising a house I was renting out, a random two-story property in the middle of a forest somewhere in America or Canada. I was lying about something in my advertisement that normally wouldn't come up; I claimed there were two climbable trees right next to the building that would allow you to climb up on the roof of the house and watch the sunset there. This wasn't true at all, there were no trees that close to the house, it was in a clearing. Nobody had ever commented on this before but I was randomly checking my website notifications and saw I had a message from the current renter (a guy who was staying there for two nights) who said that he was disappointed about the lack of climbable trees. I felt so bad for him (he was renting alone, so far away from any civilization) that I flew over to my property and spent his second night there together, on the roof, watching the sunset. While it was a romantic setting, it wasn't romantic at all, we just sat there enjoying the sunset and drinking cans of soda from a cooler.
second bit: I was talking with a neighbor girl of my grandma's who was my age, and I'd known her since 2016 or so. Her family was very poor so when we were younger she would often eat lunch or dinner at my grandma's house because her parents couldn't afford good food. I had, somewhere in 2016, given her a free Spotify account with unlimited premium. Now, in the current day, she was messing around with my phone while we walked to my grandma's house, and I told her she was allowed to do pretty much anything with my phone except make a new playlist on Spotify. She said something like, "Girl, don't worry, I don't even know how to play a song on Spotify." I got really confused and annoyed because I was thinking internally, "But I gave her that Spotify account, what the hell, she better not have not used it all these years." I was really pissed off at her.
third bit: there was this week-long event going on where a local supermarket was open every night between 1 AM and 4 AM. It was a sort of all-ages fun event where parents would wake up their children at 1 AM and whole families would go to the supermarket together and there were activities too, like a table with colouring pages and pencils for the kids, and some local game developers were holding showcases in the supermarket where you could play beta versions of their games. There were multiple VR games. Before we were leaving for the supermarket, I was sitting at home playing another game, a vintage point and click game complete with fully live-action cutscenes. One of the actors in this game was John Malkovich, who appeared in some live-action cutscenes, and also voiced a few of the characters. I was at a part in the story where I had to hide from the police, and I ended up hiding in a trash collection area with a bunch of bins and trash bags and stuff. This triggered a cutscene. First, a man popped out of a trash bin (he was played by John Malkovich). He said something like "No, absolutely not, you can not hide here. It is getting way too faggy and Jewish in here." then a rabbi popped out of another bin and said, "I agree, way too Jewish". Then a woman popped out and said, "And way too feminine!" it was like, a whole thing. I think it was supposed to be funny.
While I watched the cutscene, I was eating a big thing of tiramisu that I had secretly bought without telling my mom, because she had been oddly strict about me buying food for myself lately, she didn't allow it at all. It was 1 AM, so my mom came into my room to wake me to go to the supermarket, and she caught me eating. She didn't say anything, but I could tell that she was disappointed in me. She looked down at me and said, "Well, if you want, I heated four day old sausage rolls at the supermarket, so you can grab one there if you want." I went to the supermarket and she was there with her husband, but neither of them noticed I was there.
16-09-2025
dreamed about my friend again. This time, me and him were at a house party together that was rowdy and huge. There were over a hundred people crammed into this relatively small apartment with two bedrooms. People were dancing in the living room and in the bedrooms there were tons of people sitting and standing around, talking. It was cramped. The perspective kept shifting from during the party to afterwards, where we had just woken up (we had both fallen asleep at this house after the party wound down, I guess). My backpack was gone/stolen and it had all my belongings in there, my phone and everything. My friend found someone's lost wedding ring on the floor somewhere and said that I should just pawn it to make money back to buy a new phone. He reasoned, somewhat vaguely, that even if I found my bag again it wouldn't really be 'the same bag' anymore, because I had spent time apart from it. And it and I had both experienced this house party, which would have fundamentally changed both of us.
As a way to make me feel better, we went to get tea at a place where he knew the woman who worked behind the counter. They chatted with each other and he ordered for me without my input. I wasn't really part of the conversation. After a bit, the woman said "and a futa [something] for you" and she handed me my tea. I asked my friend if he had chosen that tea for me just because the name had the word 'futa' in it and he said he did. He had ordered a normal cup of tea for himself, which had a piece of butter floating on top of it. I jokingly referred to it as 'pancake tea' which made him laugh.
There was either a flashback or a flash-forward to a time where we accidentally trespassed at a TV studio where they were filming something Marvel-related. We had been talking about the movie Avengers: infinity war (which was another movie in this dream). We discussed how we had both liked it because it had a distinct 'indie' feel that movies from such big studios usually didn't have. We thought it was subversive. An alarm went off and we were caught by a security guard who beat both of us up so badly we could no longer stand, and we kind of laid in a heap of wounded limbs. Later, we got put into an ambulance, still together. We were very close to each other, and I felt at peace for the first time since before we'd gone to the party. In that moment, we could finally speak to each other without any barriers of shame or lies or anything, maybe because we were both afraid we were going to die. I said, "I wish it could always be like this" and he said "it can't". I knew he was right but it was still painful to hear.
20-09-2025
I was watching a bunch of documentaries that had come out this year, maybe they had all been released at the same festival or something like that. One of the documentaries was set inside the head of this, like 35-ish year old muslim man, meaning they actually put a documentary filming crew into his head somehow so they could film his thoughts. He was in there with his wife and young child/children but his and her extended family were in there too, their parents and cousins et cetera.
It soon became apparent that the man and his wife both had horribly abusive relatives, to the point that some of their other family members feared for their lives. The inside of the guy's mindscape (?) looked like a series of these lush green tunnels full of moss that had plants and fruit growing in them. The man and woman made their parents hide in one of those lush areas with the fruit growing and they had to be really quiet, which worked for a while until the abusive family cousins got suspicious. So, near the end of the documentary, when they knew they were going to escape, the man and woman took their parents' hands and snuck them all through the tunnels trying to avoid the cousins. During this scene they ran into some other non-abusive family members and saw they had been attacked with acid or something, leaving their faces scarred and resembling skulls. They couldn't grow hair anymore.
There was a scene in the documentary's trailer where it was clear that this was all happening while a war was going on in England, where the family lived, and that was why all of the family came to live inside his head for safekeeping. I asked about this sort of scary robot thing roaming the streets on four legs shrieking an alarm and people said that that was likely only in the trailer as clickbait to get people to watch the documentary.
While all of this was going on I had befriended an old man who had given me the task of looking over something he called his "melanated disks" which were these coaster-sized light brown disks that looked like they were made out of amber. He would give me an additional one every few years and when he passed away I had three of these disks. I went to lunch with his lawyer to discuss what should happen with the disks now. When I tried to pay with the old man's credit card it declined, which shocked me because I had assumed the man had a lot of money. He had owned a large house and was able to hire someone (me) just to take care of the melanated disks, after all.
This dream was so scary to me it woke me up. For some reason the idea of transfering whole people into people's heads really freaked me out. Also, people could straight-up kill each other in there, and the man couldn't do anything to stop them, he could only watch on in horror.
23-09-2025
I was at a craft store with my godmother. The store had actually already closed for the day, but since there was a tour going on for school children currently, the store workers let us in anyway. The tour was being held by someone dressed as Zwarte Piet, I think he had a name for this character with a pun in it, something like zielepiet but not that. My godmother saw him and said "oh wow, I haven't seen that in ages" with a sort of fond smile. The group of children squeezed past us while we were in a narrow corridor looking at fabrics, so we had to press up against the wall as to not be in their way. Meanwhile, my godmother and I were casually discussing the band Oasis, and she was fondly recalling some sort of history she had with the band (she never met them or anything, but she did recall being a fan back when they first got famous).
24-09-2025
this one is kind of vague. I was with a group of friends that included an online friend I've never met in real life. We went to a gift shop at the top of a building (it might've been a museum?) where they sold all sorts of gimmicky things like those limited edition flavours of kitkat. There was a box set of five identical perfumes for €19, and since there were five of us in the group I proposed we buy it together and split the cost, but nobody wanted to split it with me.
There was also some part about my mom and I waiting at a bus stop with my aunt. At the end of the dream I was walking home from work with my mom, and she was carrying our vacuum and mop from home. She started vacuuming the pavement outside, and when I asked her why she got angry, as if I'd asked a stupid question.
27-09-2025
I had unprotected sex with a man in his car, which was parked in front of my apartment building. I didn't see the sex itself, just the aftermath. Someone asked me if I wasn't worried about STDs or pregnancy or whatever, and I said "Nah, I don't really care about those kinds of things."
28-09-2025
My mom and someone else were discussing a theoretical animal that hadn’t evolved yet (but was going to, according to researchers) . It was called a Wolvine and was a species of wild dog that lived in Africa. The way it was going to evolve was something to do with the way it reacted to tasks being finished, where most animals’ brains would release serotonin when a task was performed, the Wolvine’s brain would just recommend it more tasks to do with the promise of serotonin from those, but it would never actually deliver. So eventually the Wolvine would be super miserable and it would die. A lot of people found this poignant. There was a bigger discussion on whether or not it was ethical to try to thwart this evolution as it would essentially cause the species to die out because they would all die of depression before they even got to the age where they usually had babies. Wolvine was just pronounced like 'Wolverine' but without the 'er'.
Also, this took place in a sort of basement full of human sized cages, because it was where the preparations were being made for something like a Miss Universe competition and this year it was prison-themed so all the people (it was an all gender competition) would sit in cages while they were being judged.
30-09-2025
Dreamed about my grandma. She and I were helping clean out the house of someone who was dying. There were a lot of dirty dishes in all of the rooms, so I went through collecting dishes while my grandma cleaned them. In one of the rooms, the dying person had left a banana peel to rot in a random cupboard, and a large blue beetle with gold details crawled out of it. It flew off, and in my dream I remember thinking "Go my scarab".
Afterwards, we walked home in the dark through this beautiful snow-covered street with very dim street lights. My grandma was already in that point of her life that she was pretty ill but could still do stuff. She got tired, so I gave her a piggyback ride, and at one point I slipped on some snow and fell, but I managed to move my body in a way that made sure she didn't get hurt. Later, I got an email from work that made me think I was getting fired, but it turned out they had just worded it badly. It was titled something like "You don't have to bother anymore".
still 30-09-2025
I was housesitting my grandma's house, I think she was in the hospital. I was there alone, trying to cook dinner for myself (chicken). Her gas cooking plate and the fridge it was on were both gone, replaced with an electric cooking plate with a single burner (vs four). This cooking plate was on a really low step stool on the floor, and there was a bunch of stuff on top of and next to the plate, including a lamp and a screen that I at first thought was part of the cooking plate but turned out to be the electric display of a radio. Because it was so cluttered stuff kept falling over. The only light sources that were on were this lamp and the TV in the other room, so it was really dark while I struggled with putting everything back upright, dropped some chicken on the floor, all this while handling hot oil.
My eyelids were really heavy and my eyes kept falling closed. I rinsed the chicken that had fallen and put it back into the pan. I felt awful and just wanted to go lay down. Then, I heard a bunch of voices at the back door and instinctively knew that it was the neighbor's kids and their friends, coming to sneakily smoke inside my grandma's house, because the back door had probably been left open previously. I had to rush over to lock the door.
03-10-2025
I had a chance meeting with Noel Gallagher in a hotel lobby while my mom and I were going downstairs (we weren't staying there, we walked in from the street) to go to the hotel's bar, which was in the basement. I hugged him and he seemed surprised/happy to see a fan here (in my country I guess) I told him I was more into Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds' music and he seemed happy to hear that, because he ran into Oasis fans more often.
We sat down on the lobby floor (cold tile) and he opened a little notebook that seemed to have scraps from a prototype of the next NGHFB album, which was scheduled to relase in 2026 or 2027. It was going to come with a little book that contained all the lyrics with some explanation about when he wrote it and what he had been doing, interspersed with photos from the making of the album (photos of the band hanging out and recording, etc.) He had already started on this album just after finishing Council Skies, and had slowly been adding to it since, even writing some songs while on the 2025 tour with Oasis. It was going to be a pretty long album with around 20 regular songs, excluding the bonus tracks and remixes (at least one of which featured another singer). It was a bit less sad than Council Skies and you could get a sense that he was in a happier state after touring with Oasis and reuniting with his brother Liam. He let me look at the prototype a bit and seemed a bit worried I wouldn't think it was any good.
I remember reading a lyric that was something along the lines of "The way he played with those cats". It was a reference to Liam's ability to treat children and animals kindly while otherwise being occasionally aggressive. There was a little picture of Liam holding his real-life cats Sid and Nancy. At another page, Noel held his finger under a line and hummed what it would be like so I could imagine it. It was a really sweet book with great lyrics and I already couldn't wait to hear it, which I told him.
(the picture of him with the cats was like this except he was holding both of the cats at once.)
I was crying a bit (just overwhelmed from meeting an artist I really like) and we hugged and I got tears on his shirt which I apologized for but he didn't mind. Before he left he asked me what I thought he should do and I said that as long as he does more things for fun in life than for work, even if it's just a slight tiny bit more, he'll have succeeded in life. He thanked me and left. A woman in his entourage told me and my mom to leave the lobby so the people from front office could turn the music back on (they were under strict instruction to turn the music off whenever Noel entered the lobby, and they weren't allowed to turn it back on until his entire entourage had left). My mom got annoyed with them because why did it matter when the music got turned back on, and we were leaving anyways so it would only be a few seconds' difference.
We went downstairs where my mom had put our bags in an area where workers kept stuff (we were allowed to do so because we also worked in a hotel and there was that hotel worker solidarity). Two people there were complaining (in English) that we accidentally put stuff in the 'resupply area' and we apologized and were about to leave. It was busy there in the basement with lots of hotel workers. We saw a man behind a desk near a wall grab this huge rifle, and I heard someone comment on it saying that he was holding it incorrectly/seemed like he didn't know what he was doing. Then all of a sudden he snapped into perfect gun-wielding form and started shooting into the crowd. My mom and I dove into a little alcove between two rows of those airport suitcase trollies, and so did some other people. We were pretty well-protected from the first gunman there but then another man started shooting somewhere behind/to the left of us (the first man had been to the right) and I heard my mom's groan of pain/the air leaving her lungs as she was being shot. I felt it too, since she was laying against me. I pressed myself down to the floor as flat as I could and tried not to breathe, and I woke up doing that.
06-10-2025
There was a white woman in her 20s with blonde hair, I knew she was a side character from The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. She was very paranoid that people were going to break into her house, so she had an intercom and several locks on her front door. Someone came to her door and said he was a salesman--at first she didn't want to open the door for him but eventually she relented and buzzed him in. Although, when she came to the door, she saw he had stolen a bunch of change from her, which she kept in a bowl next to the door. Scared he would come back, she went to close the door, and saw him standing outside. He asked her for more money.
Second bit: I was at a store with my grandma, it was an old supermarket that used to be nearby our house when I was a child. We were looking around at everything, sort of amazed how new and clean the store was. There was a man there, a friend of my mom's that I don't like. My grandma and I tried not to get his attention, but he eventually spotted us when we were walking home. He went up to us and started touching and hugging me while I tried to get away. Eventually I screamed at him to leave me alone and he got into a car and left. My grandma said that while she was proud of me, this hadn't been a good move, because I was going to get into trouble with my mom now, who always took his side. I knew this to be true as well.
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