Lost, naked, dreaming and confused

I'm going back to college in Wilmington and am lost in my car. There's a traffic jam in the middle of the woods and I get out of my car and walk the other way. A tall redheaded woman a little older than me addresses me by name saying "I remember when I magically built that bridge." I immediately like her, she hands me keys as we begin to walk together. The keys are so I can get into some sort of event the next day and I tell her I might be able to take a day off from school.

Gesturing toward a large body of water I address the woman, "I know that's Lake Superior, but which way on the coast is Wilmington?" She responds that she doesn't know where the Atlantic Ocean is. Suddenly, I realize I'm naked and I remark to her it's a good thing I'm just dreaming and not really naked in public. I want to have sex with her.

Suddenly, I'm awaking in a dark shed with the woman and I draw her close to me and tell her I want to have sex. She responds that we already did but I don't remember because I fell asleep right away.

Going back to highschool

I'm going back to high school in Ohio, but at a school that's been built since I moved. I don't know where it is but find another school and walk in.

I'm amazed at how cheap the cafeteria food is and think I should have done this a long time ago. A beautiful girl asks me to come with her to meet someone who wants to talk to me. I caress her arm as we walk through a door, she has no reaction. We walk past another girl who like me and asks how her clothes look. I tell her it looks like she's wearing pajamas, which she is. We walk through an open area which is for the arts. A group of five people are facing each other in a circle doing mime. They are dressed in bright colored leather S&M wear, including masks with no holes in them.

We go to a park and I'm introduced to the person who wanted to talk to me. He has a nose shaped exactly like a penis and few silent friends at his side as if he's a thug. He asks me if I can help clear the field for the Halloween bonfire. "What field?" I ask. He points behind him into the park. I don't think it's legal to have a bonfire in the park without a permit. I give him a non-commital answer.

I walk back into the school through the arts area. The people doing mime are still there but now they all have on yellow masks.

Injured at a wedding

I'm at the Lake of the Woods island for a wedding, I don't know who for, it's just a wedding. I'm swimming around the island and the water is full of apples of many different kinds and sizes. I pick out an unnaturally large one and get out of the water. A girl who is my girlfriend in dream is there, I eat a bit of the apple but it's not very good and the next part is mealy.

In the cabin, I find my parents sitting at a table. My dad is trying to make a toast. I try to get everyone's attention by tapping a glass with a fork, but it doesn't make the sound I expect, it's very muted. I'm confused whether I missed the wedding or whether it's still to happen.

I decide to go somewhere to try to find an alcoholic drink. Checking my wallet, I have more money than I thought, but most of it is waterlogged.

I try to leave to the next wedding event with the dream girlfriend, but I can't find my way out of the cabin. While trying to leave, we open a door door which opens into space many stories up. We laugh.

I'm in a hydrofoil type vehicle going to the next event. My friend J. has a portable electric razor he's shaving with. He uses it to clip off a fray on my dress shirt. He keeps working on my shirt and I notice his activity has accumulated a pile light black wire ashes. I discover he's clipped away a good deal of my shirt and ruined it. He says he can pay for it, I exaggerate its cost from $100 to $140.

We are in a field for the next event, a sporting event of some kind. I somehow injure my leg and fall behind the others participating. I decide to go to a near town to get medical help. It is a Sunday, I ask people I see if there's a doctor. I'm brought to someone sitting in the auditorium of my junior high school. Sitting in an auditorium chair, the "doctor" makes a joke at my expense and I'm unsure whether he's doctor and tell him so. I leave.

I'm becoming more injured all the time somehow. A woman says she can find me a doctor. She takes me under water in a shallow canal and unnaturally kisses me under the water as if she's kissing me as part of her job. When the doctor and his nurse arrive, they take me to a large tree stump. They are equipped with saws and hammers and tell me to get on the stump. I tell them I don't believe they're doctors, they reply that I'm just not used to country doctors. I point out that if they were medical people at all, they wouldn't have all the sawdust around and things would be as sterile as they could make them.

I walk away, my injuries are getting worse, and I've lost my shirt and pants. A man I meet says I can go to doctor in next town the next day. Nobody believes I'm injured.

A cop comes along and I cry tears of relief as I believe his uniform indicates his job is to help people who need help. He notices I've been drinking alcohol and asks me why I don't have a shirt on. He believes I'm not injured, but just drunk and won't help me.

Recording my protests in Elmer's glue

It's Christmastime. My parents have given me a large, ugly insect larva that I remember from when I kept them as a child. It will turn into some fantastic bug. It seemingly intelligently is seeking out somewhere to make its cocoon. I'm given another small similar insect.

It's early in the morning and relatives are arriving. I seem to have slept in a shed behind the house. One relative is unpleased with the pets I was given and my dad smashes them. I'm very upset and protest. Many people who are my friends in the dream are in the front yard preparing to play baseball. I was not invited and my parents didn't even tell me of the game. This makes me more upset and I retreat to the backyard where there are young kids preparing to play soccer. When the ball comes near me, I first pretend not to see it then indifferently tap it a few feet towards everyone else.

I begin to pour Elmer's glue over my body, writing with it to record all the wrongs I have suffered. I walk back out front and am the wings of a stage where there will be a play in front of a large audience. People notice what I've been doing with the glue. A sympathetic cousin takes me inside and starts to try to peel the glue off. Under my right sock is a bandage I was unaware of, dripping with blood.

I run to the rear of the back yard. There are two friendly dogs in a huge hollow tree trunk. I play with them. More dogs begin to arrive and I notice one of the first dogs might be a bear but it doesn't seem threatening. Closer to the house my mom says, "Do you know why The Beatles wrote (some song I don't remember)? It was about this." She is referring to the poor treatment I've been getting from my dad.

Transforming the world by calling the coach's bluff

I'm at the top corner of the bleachers outside my junior high school. I'm with two friends and we've apparently gotten in trouble. There are lots of people in the parking lot below and I decide to "call the coach's bluff" and ask him, "What about the plagiarism?" As soon as I say this, the bleachers slowly collapse into a ramp and my friends and I are being pulled up through them by a bar held by six or seven metal eagles. We're holding onto a shorter bar attached by silver ropes. We fly off and away from the crowd.

I'm in an aunt and uncle's backyard - everything has been transformed since I "called the coach's bluff." There are magical seeds which quickly grow into silky red trees, snow falls in freakishly large light fluffy clumps while it is warm. Everyone seems to be familiar with these changes except me.

Many children are in and around a body of water and suddenly everybody can walk on the water. I walk into a stream unsure if I'll walk into it or on it - I'm able to walk on it. We're looking for an object that's causing this. In the stream, I find a small silver skull with a Nazi swastika on the neck, like a tattoo. Two kids near me cover it up, which makes the water go back to normal. One of them tells me you can't let light hit it or that's what happens. I wrap it in leaves so no light is hitting it and want to keep the curiosity. Others don't want me to keep it. At first I think it may be taboo, but it's because such and similar things are so common, nobody has a desire to hold onto any.

Neon chicken, going to a tennis camp where there's no tennis

I'm in the army traveling on a bus. Those around me believe everyone will get their weapons taken away. We drive by an enormous clearing where the wood has been bundled according to size. The bus stops and we get out. There is a wagon-like automated vehicle and someone says that's what is going to take our guns away. We all have fencing swords and begin to jab at the vehicle. Someone suggests there may be a person inside so we pry it open to find a robot head, much like the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz.

I'm back on the bus but am now in Kentucky traveling around picking up kids to go to a tennis camp. I am the age of all the kids - late teens. Everybody gets off and back on the bus at each house we stop at. I'm standing in a garage wondering if I'm invited along to the camp - everybody else is back on the bus. An adult size chicken made of neon lighting hatches in the garage. It is hard to pick up but I want to take it along. The bus driver is gesturing for me to get on the bus but I can only bring one pet. I decide to bring a kitten in a paper bag instead of the neon chicken.

The bus dangerously careens and speeds down a narrow road. I fall asleep and when I wake, we're in an area where all the license plates and street signs are orange. My dad is in the bus' bathroom and I demand to know what state we're in. My dad mumbles his replies - I believe he is intentionally mumbling. I become angry and continue to demand to know what state we're in. I hear my dad say, "Christopher Columbus ..." which angers me even more.

We are at the tennis camp, but there is no equipment or courts and there seems nothing to do. A large security guard lady reads a list of names including mine and my kitten's. She says she's from the FBI and is going to have her eye on us because she hears we're trouble makers. She tells us her name and her name those close to her call her. It's something like "Clara" and "Claretta". I ask if we can be chums and I use her close name. She says no.

Everybody is sitting in bleachers, there's no tennis going on. I think that what I'll do when serving is throw the ball up and hit it on the way back down, but sometimes I'll trick my opponent by hitting the ball on the way up. I notice an open seat next to an attractive girl but walk back towards the entrance of the camp to read some graffiti I saw. I can't decipher anything except one part seems to be a record of the votes of the conservative senator or congressman from the area. Someone from the camp tells me the locals are very right-wing and they made a village for all the Jews to live in and gave it some derogatory name I can't remember.

I turn to walk back to the camp and the attractive girl is right behind me with her eves closed and lips puckered. I kiss her.

Thinking about buying pet fish, an intruder

I have many full sized aquariums of tadpoles which I keep on the shoulder of a country road. One aquarium has a single very large tadpole in it and I wonder if it's because it does not have to compete for food but then realize it is a species I don't keep. It looks like the frog in a children's book about animal ears that a friend's kid had at dinner last night in waking life.

I am outside of a house by a large tree and have decided to go to Forest Lake Pets to get fish to keep in my office. As this is something I've thought about in waking life, I am unsure if I'm dreaming or not. I think about whether I should get fresh or saltwater fish and wonder if I should decide how much I want to spend before I go. I try to call my friend N. to see if he wants to go with me but mistakenly call my brother. I explain I called him by mistake and we have a short awkward conversation because he's paying attention to a game of Monopoly he's playing with his family. I think about calling an ex-lover who gave me a gift certificate to the pet store, but decide not to as I doubt she'd want to go. At this point, I'm convinced I'm not dreaming.

I become aware I'm in my bed and hear the water cycle on for my hydroponic chilis. I also hear noises coming from the kitchen and become alarmed that someone may be in my apartment. My hands are folded as if in prayer but I can't move my body or wake myself up. I try to yell, "You get out of here" but can't yell either. I struggle to become awake and it seems I'm able to move my feet. I try to yell at the intruder again and it seems I was able to get a few words out although I don't know if I actually yelled or if it was just part of the dream.