Ryan Lochte

My family and I were on vacation and we were staying in this big hotel complex that was full of hotels and restaurants and shopping. There was a rumor going around that someone famous was staying in one of the hotels, but people didn't know who. I decided to go exploring and I ended up bumping into Ryan Lochte. I played it super cool and just said hello. He thought I was going to chase him like all of the other stupid girls, so he ran away. I went back to my hotel and hung out with my family. 

The next day I bumped into him again. Again, I said hello. This time he paused and cautiously said hello. I asked him a few casual questions, told him it was nice to meet him, and started to walk away. He called to me and asked me to wait. He jogged to catch up and asked me what my name was. I told him, and he said alright, it was nice to meet me too. I smiled. As I started to walk away again, he asked me if I wanted to do dinner sometime. I told him that would be nice. 

I woke up at this point, but fell back asleep to the same dream. 

Ryan Lochte and I were back at my house with a bunch of other people. Everyone was in groups doing something different. He was teaching a small group of us a dance routine, but I had missed some of it to tend to my house and my guests. When we were done, I was still a little confused about the end, so I asked Ryan Lochte if he would show me how to do it. He grabbed my hand and said of course. 

He led me to a dark, empty bedroom and asked if here would work. I said sure, as my heart threatened to beat out of my chest. He was still holding my hand. He was staring straight into my eyes and not looking away for any reason.  He put his other hand on my waist, slowly pulled my body towards his, and kissed me. I woke up in the middle of the kiss. 

Cats, Cats, Cats

My mom was going out of town for the week and decided to send us to one I her friend's houses. We packed several bags of clothes and stuff and even brought the two cats. It was pretty uneventful there, except that we all thought Chester had died... He fell asleep inside a trash bag and wouldn't move when we touched him... And for some reason, we brought him home with us at the end of the week... When we got there he got up and moved. I'm not sure if he reanimated or was just depressed being away from home...

At home, we decided to have a pool party with a bunch of old friends and hot guys I've never met before. We played a couple of games and swam and had fun. When they left, we realized there were a bunch of our neighbors cats in our yard. We shoo'd them back to his yard and tried to look in to see if he was home so we could talk to him. The man thought we were spying on him and trying to steal things from him, so he hid and started yelling at us and throwing things... It was really weird... I woke up after doing a lap in the pool and sitting on a bench with my boyfriend...

Beach Day

We had to be in California, with how stinking cloudy it was at the beach that day. My family and I planned to spend the whole day there with our two dogs. We set up our chairs and took the dogs in the water. They loved it so much (which is the complete opposite of real life). We took them out and swam with them and played in the waves and they had a blast. When the day was done, we walked back up to the car. Both dogs somehow managed to stay completely clean and completely soaked. They were so happy and so pooped.

The next day I went and picked up my boyfriend and took him to the very nice hotel on the beach. The lobby was gorgeous and went directly to the water. We were both very excited. He asked me to help him with his pants, which he actually needed! Instead of a button there was key that you had to keep twisting and twisting and twisting. It took an entire minute just to get that part undone. And for some reason, I did so while we walked through lobby and people were staring at us and I felt super self conscious. When we finally got down to the water I woke up. At 5:45 in the morning. For no reason at all. 

Now I Want Donuts...

One morning my brother, my boyfriend, my best friend, her dad, and I decided to go to the aquarium after breakfast. My mom bought us all donuts and I was the last to get some because it was my mom who bought them. I was in the garage picking them out when I saw everyone else drive away. I was upset, but I ate my donuts and they came back so it was okay. My best friend got out of the car and said she needed a napkin so I ran into the house to get one for her, only to come back out as they were driving away again! But this time they left my best friend too! We were both very hurt, and she decided to just stay home. I, on the other hand, decided to just drive myself.

I drove all the way there alone and eventually met up with my boyfriend and brother, who were both indifferent to my presence. This have me the burst of confidence I needed to volunteer to be in one of the shows. I left the boys and went with a woman behind the stage. She gave me a wetsuit that I put on and walked me over to small pool of water to the side of the stage that connected to the big pool in front of the stage. Both pools were full of sharks and turtles and dolphins and fish, but I was reassured the sharks wouldn't hurt me. 

I sat in the water for awhile until the woman with me told me it was my turn to go on. She attached some really tall stilts to my feet (which were just long pieces of plywood, so they were hard to balance on) and sent me out. She had me grab onto a decorated pole for balance and told me to dance to the music and jump around and get the audience excited. I did my best and had some fun, until I fell. 

I was really scared because something was pulling me very quickly under water. I thought it must be a shark and I was surely going to be eaten in front of all those people. But it wasn't. The woman had tied a loop around me and pulled me to the pool on the side. She told me I did a good job and could rejoin the audience. 

I had to walk all the way around the back of the stage to find my boys. They were sitting inside my boyfriends car watching the show. I could see they were talking, but I couldn't tell about what.  I opened the passenger door, where my brother was sitting, and he climbed into the back. The boys just continued talking and didn't say a word to me. I was very peeved, so I woke up. 

A Creator and His Ship

My mom, my brother, and I were out by the mall when my brother begged us to go in. My mom and I didn't have shoes on, just socks, so we decided to go into my favorite store and buy some shoes. Right away, my mom found the cutest pair and went to go buy them. I had to so some hunting. I looked all around the section for something that would work. In the process I found two of my purses and my running shoes. So I put on my shoes, grabbed my bags and turned to leave. I took maybe two steps when this lady behind me asked if I had seen something of hers. I turned around and walked back to tell her that I hadn't, when these two big guys showed up behind me. They grabbed my arms while the lady took my stuff and the three of them took me somewhere.

The next thing I knew I was in this room looking over the ocean. There was a metal wall behind me and glass to either side and in front of me. Within a minute of my acknowledging my surroundings, the creator of the flying ship was behind the glass to my right, telling that I knew too much. He looked just like Sheldon from Big Bang, which I remember expecting. He was going to erase my memory and dump me into the water. As he was talking, he lowered the glass that opened up to the ocean. As it was lowering, I could feel my knowledge of him and the ship drain to the point where I don't remember anything about him now. But somehow I knew that if I but my tongue really hard that my memory would be preserved there, and all I would have to do is kiss someone and they would receive all of my memories.

At this point I was holding on to the wall for dear life. I refused to let go, so the creator sent in a man to throw me over the side and left us alone. I immediately grabbed the guy's neck and kissed him. I could feel the memories flooding into him. The expression on his face told me this was new information. Then he grabbed my hand and led me back behind the wall. 

The guy went to talk to the creator to tell him I was clueless and too strong to kill anyway, so he might as well take me home. For some reason the creator agreed, but it would be a few days before we made it all the way home, so I could live there if I took care of the two children on board. Of course I agreed. 

The man who saved me showed me around. I peeked in the creators room as we walked by and it was enormous with an enormous personal bathroom. The guy took me to his room next, where I would be staying with him. He told me I could take the bed and he would take the floor. He had a big bathroom, too, but it was shared by two other people. He did, however, have his own bathtub to himself, which I thought was awesome. 

Next, he took me to the first kid's room, which I soon realized was the creator's son. I thought it was a little odd that the creator would put the life of his child in the hands of someone he was just trying to kill... Then I realized how awful the stinking kid is. The guy told me it was time for lunch, so now would be a good time to try to talk to the kid and get him to come with us. 

The kid was laying on the top bunk, but it was rather short so I was still looking down on him. I asked him nicely to please get up so we could go to lunch. He immediately started screaming obscenities and flailing his arms and legs, trying to hit me. I wasn't going to take any of that, so I grabbed both of his wrists in one hand, and both of ankles in another, picked him up, and dropped his butt on the ground. He stopped screaming, stood up, and ran out the door. 

I looked at my guy and he told me to follow him to the other child's room. We got there and I noticed the layout of the room was the same, but it was a girl's room. I didn't know whose kid she was, but it didn't really matter anyway. She was also lying on her top bunk. I asked her very nicely to get up and come to lunch and she complied immediately. 

My guy was just going to show me the mess hall when I woke up. I think if I were going to continue my story, I would make the little girl the daughter of one of the chefs or something. Then I would make the creator realize how terrible his son is and make him take time off from his evil schemes to spend time with his son. 

It's the End of the World and We Know It

My family and I were on the run. The apocalypse was coming and we were looking for a safe haven. We took a brown train with brown curtains and brown floors to a town. We had snuck on the train so we kept having to hide from the authorities who were looking for us. 

Eventually we made it to what we called our safe zone. It was a cute little town with a lot of trees and a lot of people. We found a cute little house with a backyard that was open to everyone else's backyard, like in a lot of retirement communities. We stayed there for awhile and got to know our neighbors a bit. I was the most adventurous and got to know the most people. 

When my birthday rolled around, my mom invited over all of our family. We were all just hanging out and talking. At one point we were all hanging out in the kitchen, getting food ready, and I knocked over my water and it got all over the place. That was how I found where my mom was hiding all of my birthday cards. They were all in the bottom of the hanging fabric tube thing that holds grocery bags. I remember thinking that was pretty clever and I never would have found them otherwise. 

After I cleaned up, I got to open the cards. It was kind of like I was really tired and fading in and out of consciousness. I would open two and then black out. I would open two more and then black out again. 

When I was finally finished, I took my mom out back to show her this guy's elephant. She was only as tall as my mom and I and she was very cute and very sweet. She let us pet her and she rubbed up against us like a cat... But while were out there, the sky turned black and red. We knew it was starting. We ran inside and told everyone to grab their bags and run to the town's emergency shelter (which also functioned as the town's Home Depot/grocery store). 

We all made it there just fine, but something went wrong once we got there... People started to turn on one another and we had to fight off other trying to kill us. We were all separated and fending for ourselves, so I had no idea if anyone else was okay... But I was doing just fine. I scaled one of the shelves and was able to defend myself from higher ground.

Eventually people started to calm down, but I knew it wasn't over. When my (extremely strong) boyfriend showed up, we made a plan. He would hide behind a box and I would draw in their leader and my boyfriend would kill him. So my boyfriend hid, and drew in the leader. When he was walking toward me, he started talking about how this isn't what he wanted at all and it was just a big misunderstanding. He ended up surrendering very loudly and the authorities came and grabbed him and took him away. I ran back to my boyfriend and he ran to me. He picked me up, spun me around, and kissed me. Then I woke up. Now I'm just going to assume that my entire family was fine. 

Christmas Show

I barely remember this one... I woke up from it at 5:30 and fell back asleep to nothing... All I remember was that I was back in high school and a group of my friends were giving this show about Christmas and my other friends and I were criticizing it... And the entire dream I was spending time with my ex best friend (because we were still friends) but I still hated him so I kept making these horrible nasty demeaning comments to him, which was kind of fun. 

My Dream House

I was about 15 and on vacation with my family, my boyfriend at that time and his family. We were staying in this enormous, beautiful house on a big farm. My mom was in love with the farm and I was in love with the house. There were secret doors in closets, intricuit hallways, enormous bedrooms, a beautiful kitchen... 

Not much actuallyhappened in the dream, though. Really, all of the adults sat around talking while my boyfriend and I explored different places in the house to watch tv. It was a comfortable little dream. 

Too Sad

I'm a little fuzzy on this dream... My emotional memory is working better than my episodic memory right now... So I remember very well just how sad it was... My insides are still aching because of it... I very vaguely remember the actual content... Here's what I remember:

My boyfriend and I were on this cruise ship and we decided to go to a movie on it. They had a big theater and it was very crowded. There weren't any chairs, though. We all just sat on the floor. We snuggled up together and befriended a group of kids younger than us. My boyfriend got really attached to this little girl. She was the sweetest, smartest, cutest little kid I have ever met. My boyfriend and I were both in love with her, but she really took a liking to him too. They had a special bond to one another. 

A few days went by where we just hung around and watched movies. I would sit on his right side and she on his left and her and I would hold hands and rest them on his lap. The days were beautiful and filled with nothing but happiness.

One day, the compartment of the theater filled with water... The theater was on the very bottom of the ship so when the floor sprung a leak it opened up to be a big hole. Anyone who was trapped in the flooding was sucked out and spewed to the bottom of the ocean. Just that happened to our little girl and about a dozen other kids. Somehow we had made it out without her and it was devastating, especially for my boyfriend... Somewhat miraculously, the people on the ship were able to push out the water so we could go back down there to watch movies, but the hole was still there... My boyfriend had to go find her body... So he dove down the hole and into the ocean... When he would come up for air I would beg and scream for him to come out... When he would go back down I would scream in pain and anguish and cry my eyes out... But he wouldn't listen to me... For days he wouldn't eat, sleep, or rest... He just kept diving down... Eventually he wouldn't even look for her... He would just sink down and stay still underwater, trying to block out the real world so he could pretend like he was still with her...

After a few days of this I couldn't take it anymore... The pain was too much and I couldn't bar the thought of watching him di down there too... I waved my hand in the top of the water to get his attention... He came up to the surface and I grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him out... He didn't struggle... When I got him out he just collapsed on top of me... We were both so exhausted... 

I begged him to not leave me anymore... I told him how unfair he was being to me to leave me alone like that... I told him he still had me and always would... I told him I love him more than anything... I told him that I need him... He lifted up his head just enough to look into my eyes... He paused for a moment, then gave me one long, slow, utterly defeated kiss... I wrapped my arms around him so tightly... Then I woke up...

I Don't Really Want To

I was in college, living in a dorm with a big group of high school friends. I had a cute little set up with curtains in my corner of the room. I spent a lot of time studying and not enough time with my friends. I missed out on going to the pool with them and then on dinner. But I didn't really want to spend anymore time with them anyway. I was already living with them. 

At some point I got a call from a girlfriend on my high school track team. She told me they were having this big competition for all of the people who had just graduated and that my coach wanted me there. I told her I would be there and called my mom to talk to her about. She told me she would rent a hotel room and we would all go together.

When we got to the hotel a storm was rolling in. It got unbelievably windy and started to pour. We had to kill time until we could leave, so we spent some time exploring. We ended up finding this room called the veil room. It was free to anyone who wanted it as long as they wore a bridal veil provided by the owners of the hotel. I don't know if the veil did something or if it was a humiliation thin or what. It was just a little odd. 

When the storm died down I went up to my room to change. At that point I didn't really want to go so I changed clothes about five times. 

By the time we got to the meet, it had been going on for several hours. I went over to the pit and found out they weren't jumping in any kind of order so I would just wait until the end when there were less people in a flight. I decided to warm up by running around the field. There were so many other sports participating in things that day it was hard to run anywhere. Very time I passed some kind of object (like a giant tree house or bleachers or a statue) there were people falling all over them.

Eventually I finished my lap and went to talk to my jumping coach, but he was on the phone. While I was waiting for him to be done I woke up. 

Exposure

Last night was odd... I was in my mid twenties and hanging out with my boyfriend, who was very different. We had waited to get together back in high school. Sometimes I think things might have been better that way, but I hate who he was in this dream. 

Well, we were hanging out in this building, waiting for something or someone maybe, when all of a sudden people started coming in. The room filled pretty quickly and I spotted an old friend from grade school. I asked him and his mom what was going on, and she said there was a game going on where someone could win a million dollars by betting on an elevator, which really doesn't make any sense. 

The big gimmick was that the building had just rearranged the elevators so your chances of winning were greater. The big kicker was that you had to pay $200 to enter. I didn't have that kind of money to spare anyway, but I was sure the building had it fixed so they would just eat everyone's money, and that pissed me off.

So I grabbed my boyfriend's hand and we left the room because I knew if I stayed I would let slip some choice words about the intelligence of the people who showed up. We walked down the hall and came to a room with pictures of cirque people on the wall. We started looking at the closer and I realized they were all half naked (some top, some bottom). I was kind of uncomfortable looking at them now, because I thought they were private. When I ran into my old girlfriend, I realized it wasn't. She said they were all stills from their current show, which she had seen with her performing arts club in college. She said they were fantastic and there was a show in a few minutes, and that's why they were out here. I was confused, so she brought me over to one and I realized it wasn't a picture, but a plane of glass with a person behind it. Now I was definitely weirded and out and decided it was time to leave. 

When I found my boyfriend, he was looking at one of the girls who was naked with her upper body painted to look like she wasn't. She said to him, "Keep looking at me baby. It's so much better when you look at me."  I knew it was his ex girlfriend. When he realized I was there, he jumped a foot... I could tell he was enjoying looking at her and I blacked out in rage until we got home.

Our house was enormous and beautiful. It was everything I could ever want in a house, besides its location. In it, I started to scream at him about how inappropriate it was and how inappropriate he was. He just shrugged me off and pretended not to care, so I started to cry.......hysterically. He screamed that he had no idea what I wanted from him and I just softly asked for him to love me. He said that he does and always will love me and only me. 

Eventually I calmed down. We got ready for bed and went back downstairs to watch some tv. I went to the bathroom downstairs and looked out the window and saw two girls walking by with their mom in my backyard. One of the girls was naked and holding her crotch. She was crying quietly and there was blood everywhere. I banged on the window and the mom took off running with the younger girl. The naked one yelled for them to wait as she pulled a very tiny baby out of her body. I yelled for my boyfriend to come call the police but this version of himself doesn't like talking on the phone so I had to do it. But I didn't know who to call! 

As I'm floundering with my phone, a female police officer shows up at the door with a half empty dice game, saying that the yard is no place for trash and we needed to take care of it. My boyfriend tells her it isn't ours. She tells him it doesn't matter and that there has always been that problem in this neighborhood and we still needed to take care of it. Then she turned around and walked away and my boyfriend slammed the door behind her. I called out for her to wait, but it was too late. 

Then I woke up!

Daydreams Galore

Last night I was fairly restless. I don't remember having any real dreams, but I had plenty of daydreams, including about what it would be like for my boyfriend to be missing his arms and legs.... But that's not really relevant...

Dreamland

The first dream I had last night was a little short, time-wise. I was driving down greenway when I pulled up to a stoplight and there were three girls standing in the road in front of my car. They were making faces at me, so naturally I made faces back. When the light turned green, they moved and I started to drive. All of a sudden I was being chased by the police and my oldest friend was in the car with me. She was screaming at me to not pull over the car, but I thought we would stand a better chance of hiding in the basement of the apartment complex to our left. So I peeled into the complex and made a run for it. I flew down the stairs and crawled through a golden tube to get to a big, metal room. From here we could hear if anyone was coming in, and also be able to escape out the other side. Pretty soon, my friend got paranoid and left. Not long after I heard a cop and his dog climbing down to my level. In the real world, this cop and his dog are my boyfriend and my dog... So I knew I in my dream that I could convince them to be on my side. All I had to do was pet the dog and she took my side. The cop needed a bit more convincing, but he came around. At my success, I woke up.

The second dream I had was all about family. I went on vacation with my boyfriend and his entire family. It started out that we were alone at an amusement park and we waited in line wrapped ineach other's  arms, went on a few rides, ate some churro's... Typical amusement park stuff. At the end of the day, we met up with his cousins at the hotel for dinner. We all sat around and it was light and fun. The next day, my boyfriend's uncle took us shopping and let us by anything and everything we wanted. Of course we all took advantage of that. The total came out to be thousands of dollars. When we were checking out, the lady at the counter told me how helpful I had been throughout our entire shopping trip, because I had helped others pick out clothes that matched their style and then helped ring up stuff and bag it. So I offered to work for her... But she ignored me like I didn't even say anything... That made me a little mad, but I got over it quickly when one of the cousins sat down to talk to me. He was very sweet and talked to me about how is life is now, which is going well. Then my boyfriend came over and I gave him a kiss and held his hand... And then my alarm went off.