Sunday, 23 November 2014
I was being held captive in an underground facility, there were hundreds of us dressed in those white all in one scenes of crime suits. I was being hoarded in a large group like a sheep.
Everyone, including myself were submissive and dutifully walked where we were told to go. Until I glanced down and noticed blood splatters on my sleeve.
I seemed to come alive and upon seeing the blood, I smiled and manifested into TVs serial killer, Dexter. With this transformation, I set about planning my escape.
I started singing, and slowly got others to join in, some playing instruments and some singing too. When I thought everyone was being entertained, I made my move.
I walked over to a door and gave it a knock. It opened and I was outside in the daylight. A man, woman and child ushered me to a car.
They were there to aid my escape but the child, a boy of about ten, started to play up about having to go on the lap belt on the back seat.
As I got into the drivers seat, I turned from serial killer Dexter into my work colleauge, Matt. Getting into the car my trousers dropped exposing my arse crack.
Saturday, 22 November 2014
Friday, 21 November 2014
Other than meeting a woman I didn't know in a long corridor, the reminder of my dreaming was totally X rated. No complaints from me but sorry I'm not sharing those parts.
The woman I bumped into had wallpapered the hallway in a black flock paper adorned with a gold floral pattern. It was horrible and she proudly stood before her work awaiting praise.
The acknowledgment she so wanted for her decorating skills wasn't forthcoming from me and I left her without saying a word to continue the more sordid part of my dream.
Thursday, 20 November 2014
Myself and my wife were attempting to do a jigsaw puzzle last night. I tipped the box upside down and all the pieces were black. Looking at the photo on the cover of the box, this was a black square.
My wife suggested sorting all the edges out first, which was a start but the puzzle was virtually impossible and very boring.
I left the room and entered a school hall that had tables around the edges. On each table was a collection of hardware products such as bolts and screws.
Wednesday, 19 November 2014
There were two separate parts to my dream last night, the first involved a dead body, a slight theme this week unfortunately.
The body was that of a man, he was laying on a wooden table with his head flopped over the edge which made his mouth open.
I decided I would try and push his head onto the table to give him a bit of dignity but when I touched it, I found that my fingers slipped through his skull like a very over ripe melon.
The more I tried to take hold of it, the more it fell apart in my hands. I walked away with the head in pieces and my hands covered in gooey brains.
Lastly in my mums back garden I was attempting to manoveoure a telegraph pole. It seemed way bigger than normal and I successfully managed to wedge it into next doors fence.
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
I was I long corridor, it was dimly lit and the walls were black. At various points along the corridor were people standing facing the walls. Some were on step ladders.
They were all either drawing or painting on the walls with brushes or crayons. Everyone was creating various characters or scenes from the original Planet of Apes movie.
They were extremely detailed and intricate works of art and when finished I could see would all join together to make a massive display dedicated to the film.
Lastly I found a ladder outside in a field. When I stepped on the bottom run, it lifted into the air and started flying across the field. I hung on and enjoyed the ride.
Monday, 17 November 2014
Bit of a blood bath last night where I was just walking around shooting people. Anyone I saw got a bullet. I seemed to be doing this for hours until I saw my work colleague known as ghost.
Ghost held his hand up in a motion tostop me firing at him and I lowered my gun. Ghost just said to me, "The war is over, stop killing everyone".
Sunday, 16 November 2014
With my wife I were outside a club waiting to get in. The club was in fact an old shop that used to be at the local shops near to my mums house and had been converted into a makeshift venue. I had ladies black high heel shoes on as my wife had told me I had to have shoes on to get in.
We entered the club and it was a ramshackle place that was in effect, a corridor that led to a big empty room. Various people stood around the outside of the room, there was no music. A big muscular man started talking to us, he stated he was gay and had been with his partner for 16 years.
I noticed my good friend Martin come into the room and do left my wife with the man to chat to him. As I stood there I felt a sharp pain my neck, I looked to see that I had a blow dart stuck in me. An elderly man in a suit was laughing at me.
I pulled out the dart, walked over to the old man and stuck it into has face, he passed out. Whén I looked around, My wife and the gay man had vanished. I exited by the door that led into the corridor and as I did a side door opened and my wife came out laughing.
I peered into the room and saw the gay man naked and giggling, there was no one else in the room. Not happy with this I immediately stabbed him in the heart and held the blade as I watched the life drain from his face and then dropped his corpse to the floor.
Saturday, 15 November 2014
I really have nothing from last night other than the feeling that I was either floating in water or on air. I couldn't tell which.
This is my only memory from last night before I was rudely awoken from my slumber by my alarm.
It often happens that I am dreaming just prior to waking up and thus can be erased if that awakening is the harsh sound of a reminder that I'm on a day shiftz.
Friday, 14 November 2014
I was at my place of employment, once again in the department my wife works in. The floor was clear as all the desks had been pushed against the walls, standing in the middle of the room was supervisor, Andy. Sat at one of the desks was Twelly.
Twelly had removed his tie as he was feeling warm but Andy was shouting at him about it. He said, "Look at this baseball player, plays the whole game in a shirt and tie, and does he take his tie off? No he doesn't!" He then held up his phone which was playing a baseball game on it.
Twelly just put his head down and tried to avoid the verbal onslaught, but as he was the only other person in the room, it was difficult to hide. I then became aware of someone else sat at another desk in the far corner.
I looked over and it was Sonia, she doesn't work in this department and so I went over to see what she was doing. Layed out on the desk was what I presumed a dead body. Sonia was wrapping it in brown parcel paper.
On a pile on the floor next to her was a stack of body shaped parcels held together with sellotape. Sonia glanced up at me for a second and smiled, she then went about wrapping the body as if she was doing her Christmas presents.
Thursday, 13 November 2014
Along with my wife I was approaching an office building, we were both carrying very large pane of glass. As I looked at the building, I saw that every window was smashed. My wife aware of my clumsiness, kept telling me to be careful.
I put down the glass pleased that I hadn't broken it. From out of the building, appeared our neighbour, Lawrence, he was wearing a workman's belt kit. He beckoned us inside saying he'd like us to see his work. We were surprised to see that inside he had crafted wooden swings and had painted them bright colours.
I then became aware that I needed the toilet, a common feature in my sleep when I actually need to pee, it manifests into my dream. I went upstairs and found an empty room, I decided to pee over a table top for some reason.
As I was about to perform this bodily function, when the door opened and an Asian woman entered. I tried to keep my back to her to avoid alarming her but after a while of her not leaving I decided to abort the mission.
As I woke up from my sleep needing the toilet I could hear the 1991 Genisis song, 'I cánt dance', that song is still playing in my head several hours later.
Wednesday, 12 November 2014
I had gone into the department at work where my wife works. I found myself a desk and sat down with my feet on the table. I was very relaxed and Tom, who was sat near me, commented that I should transfer to the department. "Alright Son, make yourself at home."
I looked up and saw my wife on another desk smiling at me. Then someone gave me some post that had been redirected to me and a parcel. I opened the parcel to find it contained a car stereo. I passed it over to my wife and left the office.
Lastly I was blowing bubbles from one of those small pots that are sold to children. I watched as the bubbles floated off into the air. As I watched them, they all turned into babies heads, some were smiling and laughing. The ones that started to cry, burst as they did so.