Dream

    A swift, crushing sensation....the common side effect of being torn through distant places.   An image. A scene. Somewhere I've been? Perhaps... Somewhere someone's been? Most definitely...   Wooden everything, very dark. Night. Dim interior light...... fire, sickly electr...

  Ran out of dream suppressants again, and was treated to the following...   I'm walking uphill through a tunnel made for automobiles. It's dim, but not terribly dark. The ground is made of brick; the walls of stone. Behind me I suddenly hear a car coming, or rather a truck. The noise e...

  Just crawled out of bed a moment ago...started the coffee; brushed my teeth. It had been the first time I had gotten sound sleep in my own bed in a couple days, and despite my excitement at having my own sheets, scents, and pillows to swim in, I somehow generated a nightmare the likes…

Dreamt I was in medieval times...one of the few dreams in which this has ever happened to me. Making it all the more interesting, I was in a castle, though much to my dismay, I wasn't the king. It appeared, however, that I was quite close with the Queen, and the dream offered me what…

Dreamt of you the other night. A rather dark, and atramentous vision, I must say...but only in the imagery. The feelings throughout the dream had a very neutral tone, or at least one unusually devoid of the panic one might assume based on the evidence. Still, behind the calm there lingered the pe...

Had a queer dream, just a moment ago. If my communication seems broken or foggy it's because I'm fresh out of bed, and haven't quite gotten all the post-sleep feeling back into my hands and mind. What a nightmare. I dreamt I woke up in some sort of....place, after drowning at sea. It was like&hel...

I was finally able to toss myself out of bed at 5pm, after sleeping for nearly thirteen delicious hours straight...every one of them an extension of an endless and detailed dream-life, who's similarities to reality were just strong enough to allow me to keep myself, while the rest represented in ...

Blacksmith, circa 1890, Harbor Springs   When I was a kid I feel off of the roof of the building pictured above and landed on my forehead. My father bought it to open a business with it, as it was just a few blocks away from our house, and had been grandfathered in by the…

  There's something about the architecture in my dreams that seems to be a recurring trait. This latest one was no exception, and although I am too weary to put it into words that I would deem worthy, I'd like to log it as best I can...   I find myself in a city; or…

I dream I'm at a party in a large house. The occasssion isn't really clear, but it includes family, friends, and people of whom I've never seen. The house is dimly lit, as my dream dwellings usually are, and after chit chatting with my friend Gary on a sofa, I retreat into a dining room…