Dreamscapes
So I have really vivid dreams and I hate them. I wake up exhausted and I need a few moments to sort out what’s real and what was a dream. Occasionally I get my dream memories and real memories mixed up. I’m not a lucid dreamers which is when you know you are dreaming and can “control” your dreams. My dreams just seem REALLY real and I remember them in A LOT of detail. Anyways, here are some places from my dream memories.Ā
The first one was
The doll house
Became a real house
Just a foyer
With a big wrap around balcony
Stairs descend onto
Black and white tiles
Flanking
An imposing
Brown door
The dancing cats were all around
Looking down from above
They wore matching uniforms
Tutus and marching jackets
Grey cats
With yellow and black eyes
Then there was the tugboat
Where there were excellent conversations
But with a serious tone
I felt truly at peace
Enjoyed the company of
The familiar strangers
Then I woke up
Across the street there lies
A plaza
Like the real one
But better
Deserted just the same
Boulangerie never quite open
The handbag store
Only viewed from the window
But the cafe
Oh the cafe
Cozy corners
Hidden from strangers
Free from eyes
And a ladder in the back
A secret crawl space
Made just for being comfy
Like a treehouse
But better
Never figured out how
To bring my drinks up
Always with the hidden spaces
Like the one in the back of closets
I always check to see if it’s there
It usually is
Last night it was boarded up
I walked through the other doorway
And then
It became part of a school
Still under renovations though
There was the Italian city with the plaza
In the chaos after a bomb in the city center
I ran through the ghetto
The Paris had a museum
It was literal garbage
Just so much junk
I played the piano amongst a room of pianos
Rooms connected with a tight staircase
You descended floor by floor until
You exit
The gift shop was shit
I remember the other dream from that night too
The memory has the same aura
The lofts
I really like hidden sleeping areas
Even for the houses of my captors
It was dumb when I hid from the baddies
In the gym
Up on a shelf
Behind basket balls
But at least I wasn’t shot
The skiing is dangerous
Don’t go skiing
You will likely meet
Your demise
Pistes only 2 ft wide
There was the time there was a big ball
I was ditched by my best friend
That’s a real fear
But then I befriended Harry styles
That’s a real dream
There’s a short cut to Ithaca
But you have to drive through an unmarked forest
There’s a stretch of nothingness
Fake suburbia
With farms
Holding dark secrets
But if you can find your way
You’ll need to drive up the steepest hill
It’s unpaved
Better bring your 4×4
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The giggle waters
Were terrifying
Where was the land
Everything was bathed in
A bright cerulean
There was the time I was on the run
But man, Iām always on the run
My mom said she was going to buy me a bunny
Terrible idea
Friends house next to the water
Moss green
Next to two shops
Light blue
One of which sells expensive sportswear
Tried to buy a retractable backyard tie for the dog
Boy made of water emerges from the jacuzzi
Then I was in a theatre group
Oh and the part where I had an awkward dinner
With a boy I’ve never met
He’s real though
Ended with a concert in a Shakespearean venue
Terrible band
This was all in one night