02/21/03
Be That Way, Noah Wyle!
The dreams of this day are actually from the past few nights. They felt important immediately after I had had them, and I had much recall, but I did not take notes and they are thus hazy now.
From about three nights ago...
I dreamed this while the TV was on so it was influenced by the current programming, though I can't recall what that was. It started out in the Glen's supermarket but I don't remember everything that happened. I seemed to be with family (my father, and perhaps my brother), and I think it was night. I seem to recall being near the checkouts looking for something.
I wandered off, and somehow got involved in going outside. I went out this door and ended up on a sidewalk--now it was daytime, possibly overcast but nice out--and the city was completely unfamiliar. I can't recall exactly how it went, but I had difficulty trying to get back inside the building to reunite with the others. I kept trying to get in certain ways, but was always obstructed or prevented. For example the door would be locked or one-way, etc. I remember going back to perhaps the same door I had come out but there were some black construction workers around it and it was blocked. I then noticed a line of other people trying to get inside, and, not feeling so lonely about it anymore, I joined them. The line was waiting on a set of stairs going up, so I was near the bottom, though some way through this I was more toward the middle.
Noah Wyle from ER and first the redheaded doctor, Laura Innes, from the same show, were near me--but along the way Innes changed into the blond lady from CSI, Catherine Willows (real name Marg Helgenberger). They may have been in character, may have not. Wyle was ahead of me, up a step, and the woman was to my left, right next to me. As we stood on these steps waiting to get back in I felt like a naive young woman or girl, almost a waif, and I said kind of breathlessly, "Wow, I thought I'd never get back in!" or some such, just making conversation. Wyle (he seemed to be dressed heavily, like in a heavy coat) looked back at me over his shoulder, seeming annoyed and/or indifferent; he didn't say anything and turned away again. Sheesh, be that way. The lady to my left turned to look at me also. First she was the ER doctor, but I think she shifted into Willows right as I looked into her face. She seemed to be wearing heavy clothes, also, though it didn't seem to be winter. She had a slight smile like she does on the show, and I sensed she was kind of annoyed with me, which bothered me since I respect her character (Helgenberger's, that is) so much. She, at least, replied to me, though I can't remember what she said. I sensed that my naivete annoyed her a bit, but she was putting up with me. Maybe I could win her trust. She said something about the waiting, then turned back to face the front again.
At some point we finally ascended the steps into the building, though it was like we were really just on another level...which seemed to be street level when we got to it. Can't explain. There was this large overhang like a roof over pavement, and glass doors leading inside. We scattered a bit and went walking toward this and either we went inside, or the doors disappeared, as it was now open to me and I was looking right inside. This was still supposed to be the store, but it reminded me now of the upstairs of my Grandma B.'s house, my old Uncle Gary's room. For some reason to me this room has an air of mystery to it, as I never got to see it much but it intrigued me. It was upstairs and the stairs emerged right from the floor so if you weren't careful up there you could roll over and fall downstairs! Plus the ceiling was weird, I think, because of the roof; it was almost like an attic. Fully carpeted with dark wood walls. This pops up in my dreams in different forms from time to time. I think in one old dream I "rediscovered" this room as it had been "lost," and I was both anxious and intrigued.
Anyway, I got this same feeling now on seeing what lay before me. It was a hall or another room/section of the store that I had COMPLETELY forgotten existed. I can't adequately describe it. The others were going forward but I stopped and stared. "I forgot about this place," I murmured, hoping somebody would hear. I got a deja vu feeling, again, with there being things I should have remembered but couldn't; if I had forgotten this entire section of the store, what else was my mind blocking? I felt I should remember something else.
Willows may have glanced at me once more but didn't reply. Although I was anxious and confused I wanted to go check this other part of the store out; I felt almost as if I were in one of my character's personas. I never got to examine the place further before waking up.
You Fixed My Tape. Now I Save Your Life!
I had this dream three nights ago and it may have come before "Be That Way, Noah Wyle!"...while I was sleeping, Biography was on TV, and whoever it was about...Alan Alda, I think...had contracted polio. That popped up in my dream. In it I seem to remember being in a carpeted hallway, but it was supposed to be my room. White walls, rich wine red carpeting. I was crouched down near the wall getting a tape of mine...I think it was REM's Green, and I broke it on accident, so the tape part broke loose from the reel and retracted inside the plastic case. I know from real-life experience that it is IMPOSSIBLE to get the tape back out to fix it, so I started crying...for some reason I REALLY liked this tape in my dream.
I went to Dad, who at first seemed to be in the hallway but then was elsewhere, in another room...everything was weird and disorganized, sorry. I cried to him about my broken tape. He took it and promised to fix it, but I said it couldn't be fixed...yet even as I said this, Dad did something, and the tape came back out and he fixed it to the reel so it would work again. I was surprised and so happy.
The polio part? Somewhere in here was a little boy who had contracted it and was deathly ill, and/or needed a favor performed for him. I don't know how this went, if while in the hallway I offered to do something for him, or if Dad asked me to do something in return for fixing the tape (do something for the boy, not for him...my dad seemed to shift to some other older man in this dream, very kind and thoughtful and patient). I readily agreed. The black guy from CSI, Warrick Brown (real name Gary Dourdan), may have figured in here, as the sick boy may have been kidnapped and it was Brown's job to locate him...though I'm not sure why. I seem to remember a parking lot and a tall mesh fence, but the dream fragments and doesn't make much sense anymore. All I know is there was a sick boy who may or may not have been kidnapped, and I, whoever I was, had to help him, possibly in exchange for my tape being fixed. A lot of the action took place in this red-carpeted hallway; perhaps there were clothes lying in it too. I know there was at least one room leading off of it, maybe where I met Dad.
There was more to that, but I can't recall it.
I Love My Pewter Amoeba
From two nights ago...
This dream started out rather weird. I can't even be sure this is the order it went in; I think these were both the same dream, though it shifted a lot. In any case, in one part I seemed to be sleeping over at somebody else's house, and I was feeling homesick. Ma was there, as were some kids...I seem to recall the twins from Everybody Loves Raymond, though they may have been my cousins Justin and Jason (but they looked more like the Raymond twins). This house we were in was very weird and big and multiroomed and its layout made no sense whatsoever. In one part near the beginning I was in a little, cramped, dingy bedroom with Ma and some others...Ma and I were sharing the same bed. It MAY have been an inflatable bed. I was trying to make myself comfortable while she was already lying down (the lights were on, though they were kind of washed out...everything was dingy colored, and the "bed" was like just a mattress on the floor, its head against the wall). I have the feeling I had already been lying down, maybe sleeping, but I was up again and upset. I hate sharing beds as I tend to shift around a lot and wake others up. So I was trying to come up with a decent way to lie down. Ma awoke while I was doing this--maybe the others did too--I seem to remember laying something atop my half of the bed, like a blanket, but then it was kind of like I separated our halves (it only seemed to be a twin mattress in the first place), so I was growing happier. But I was still homesick and didn't feel like sleeping. Surprisingly, Ma was not upset.
I think I left the room to wander around the house and now more people were waking up, or had already been awake. Nobody was upset. I was glad they were awake. I remember walking near a big stairway leading downward, so I seemed to be on a balcony level or upper landing. I could look over the edge and see the room below. I seem to remember a large wooden beam in here somewhere; the layout of the house made me a bit anxious (perhaps in its similarity to Gary's upstairs bedroom--see "Be That Way, Noah Wyle!"), but I liked it as well and was curious. The kids and I wandered around this, and then I remember the kids roughhousing with their father (he may have been the father from that show with Suzanne Somers...can't recall what it was, it was a sitcom...that's it!--Patrick Duffy from Step By Step), maybe in his bedroom, which was directly facing the stairs. I liked how much fun they were all having. This house was very big and confusing.
It shifted here, and we were going somewhere to shop for things. I'm not sure who was meant by "we," as it seemed to change. I think the twins and the father were coming along, maybe Ma, and maybe also my brother, and some others. We went into some kind of store possibly like Wal-Mart and I remember going into an aisle; it seemed kind of cramped. I noticed that they had pewter figurines here. I knew they had had sets of these before, but now they had a "new" set.
"Look!" I said to whoever was with me. "They have a Gothic set now!" The little pewter figurines (they may have been piled in a box, like cheap plastic toys) were supposed to be different Gothic things--snakes, skulls, bats, spiders, you get the idea. Kind of a weird concept, but I started poking through them anyway. A few of them, or maybe all, had little crystals set into them. Then I found one that I absolutely fell in love with, and...it was an amoeba.
Yep...a pewter amoeba figurine. o_O It was standing upright, maybe two or three inches tall, almost flat as amoebas are, and it had an inset, round, red cabochon which was supposed to be its cell center or whatever. That cabochon was what drew me to it; so pretty! Who cared that it was an amoeba, I just liked the crystal! I picked this off the shelf and I think Ma came up to join me. I really wanted to buy this pewter amoeba.
(Don't even ask me what an amoeba was doing in the Gothic figurine section...)
I'm not sure if I had the money for this, though; and I think I wanted to look through the rest, though I didn't get that chance. The dream seemed to shift a bit so now I was at home, sitting on the couch (daytime outside?), possibly with Dad nearby, and I was checking out my amoeba. I found out, to my delight, that it was multifunctional! It was NOT just a figurine! I found out that I could fold out the bottom part which was the stand...then it was like I was in fact folding out the amoeba itself, like a pocketbook...and then it turned into a calculator-slash-dayplanner. Awesome! I kept flipping it open and shutting it. The calculator/dayplanner was a LOT bigger than the figurine would lead one to believe, though its size, shape, and design changed along the way. Eventually it was like there was no amoeba figurine anymore at all. Firstly it was a calculator, and I started checking out the buttons and functions; it was nearly perfectly flat, like an LCD screen, very compact and neat. Then after a flipping or two it changed into a computerized dayplanner--lots of functions, numbers, addresses, schedules, stuff like that. I think I was checking out the keystrokes and commands available. I couldn't believe my luck, though I was starting to miss the neat little amoeba with the cabochon center.
I believe I woke up from that dream during that part.
The Cult Of Connie Francis
This dream is from two nights ago. The biography of Connie Francis was airing during my nap, and that appeared in a fragment that may or may not have been related to the "house" dream, "I Love My Pewter Amoeba." I was awake during a tiny bit of this as I had gotten up to go to the bathroom, then went to sleep again; I heard the part about how she was raped in a motel/hotel room. In my dream...it picked up from here, and it turned out there was some alien race that had heard about what happened to Connie Francis, and they had formed some kind of "cult" around her. The only distinct image I remember was of a large picture (black and white, I believe) of Connie Francis up on a huge screen, like at a drive-in movie; this was a display screen inside the flying saucer/mothership (everything else around it was dark but I feel the room was large and round), and the aliens were looking at it (not that I saw them in particular, but I knew they were there). It's like they picked up on an old transmission of what had happened and formed this religion around her. To them, Connie Francis typified strength, resolve, and courage because of what she had gone through and survived. I found this rather odd but somehow touching.
I thought I had another major dream from one night ago, but I can no longer recall it no matter how hard I try. Perhaps I've merely gotten my days mixed up?
What? No Time For Mountain Climbing??
I had this dream last night (yesterday), during my regular sleep. In it, I was going to go mountain climbing with S., someone I know from online. She even looked like her picture. There was someone else with us, a younger girl, I think, and we were getting prepared to go mountain climbing...down the road from where I live, on H. Road. o_O This is stupid because there ARE no mountains anywhere near here, and even if there were, I'm acrophobic so there's no way in hell I'd be caught climbing one. But the dream started out very strange because we were ALREADY up in the mountains.
They were very weird looking. High narrow craggy peaks, all in orangy-red. Like terracotta, almost. Full of lines and grooves, no soft rounded edges anywhere. Lots of peaks, and they seemed too small, too narrow, but they WERE very tall. We would have been in clouds had there been any, but instead the sky was a cold pale lavender of dusk, and I feel it was winter. We were already way up at the tops of these peaks, dressed in winter gear, looking around. But it's like we were just scouting the place. Somehow we left here (it gave me this anxious feeling, of course) and got back down to ground level, and I think we were walking up H. Road to my house, making plans to go mountain climbing that very day. Weirdness!
Well, by the time we got to my house I noticed that evening was coming on and then I grew VERY disappointed because...we would not have TIME to go mountain climbing! Very bizarre, as we had just COME from there! But in my dream it had been two different things...that was just a scouting mission...I wanted to go check it out more indepth. Too late. *sigh* So I lamented this and we would have to just give it up.
For some reason I think of my character Tal Natha, a demon, when we were up on the mountains, so maybe at some point he was with us, or I was thinking of/pretending to be him.
Out Of My Way!
During my nap last night, I had a dream that involved hanging out at a movie theater. It was very long and narrow but with lots of seating, and well lit, even during the movie. It seemed to be a movie marathon. There was much before all this, concerning getting into the place and who I was with and why we were there, but I can't remember it. My clearest image is of me sitting in the aisle near the back door, possibly eating popcorn while watching the movie. It was all very casual with the lights on and people talking; I feel it was a school project, and maybe we had to report on these movies. I think I had to move out of the way of some people as they were going in/coming out, and I realized what an inconvenient spot I was sitting in, but didn't care. We all seemed to be students or teenagers. There may have been some people I knew there.
That's all for now...
2003 Dreams
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