Last Night’s Home Burglary Dream

Last night, I dreamt that I came home from a drive and, when I stepped through the front door and into the living room, all of the furniture was gone.

As I stood there staring at the empty room, I felt my cat, Doc, rubbing around my ankles.  I look down at Doc and I said, “Doc, we’ve been robbed!”

Doc stopped rubbing his head against my ankle and looked out at the empty room.

“Who did this!?” I said.

The cat just looked up at me.

And then I woke up.

Last Night’s Series of Dreams

To be honest, I don’t remember much about what I dreamed, other than the fact that I kept waking up in the middle of the night as a result of them.  I think, for the most part, they all had to do with me trying to watch a movie.  In one dream, I couldn’t remember my passwords.  In another dream, the television wouldn’t turn on and I couldn’t figure out who I should call to come fix it.  Another one, I’m pretty sure, was just me talking to my sisters about whether or not it was safe to go to a movie theater.

A series of low-key dreams, all rather obviously the product of pandemic anxiety.

Last Night’s Boring Cat Dream

Advanced warning: This isn’t much of a dream.

Last night, I dreamed that I turned on the television in the living room and all I got was static.  So, I called Uverse and complained and they sent out someone to fix it.  Unfortunately, when he rang the doorbell and I opened the door to let him out, Doc ran outside.  (Doc’s my cat.)  I told the cable man, “You fix the TV.  I’ll get the cat.”

I went outside and I saw Doc sitting behind the front bushes.  Knowing that I would have to actually pick him up and carry him into the house, I got behind the bushes and I started to slowly make my way towards him.  Unfortunately, I was barefoot at the time and I kept stepping on rocks and sticks and I wanted to get mad but I knew I couldn’t because I had to get Doc.

Finally, I reached Doc and grabbed him.  He didn’t struggle at all and he allowed me to carry him back into the house with one complaining meow.  (That’s how I know this was a dream.)  I stepped into the living room and I saw that the cable guy was behind the TV and he was holding up a bunch of wires.

“Can you fix it?” I asked him.

And that’s when I woke up.

What was that?  Oh, this dream wasn’t that interesting?  Well, they can’t all be interesting.  Sorry.  Sometimes, my dreams are epic journeys into a symbolic wonder land and sometimes, they’re just like my everyday life.  Let’s just be happy that I was able to get the cat to come inside, okay?

This Morning’s Creepy Dream About Dorothy

Early this morning, I dreamt that there was the old man standing on front porch of my house.  When she rang the doorbell and I answered the door, she stuck her foot in the doorway to keep me from closing the door and then started demanding that I donate money to keep her from getting kicked out of her house.

“I’m sorry about your house,” I said, “but I don’t know you.”

“My name is Dorothy,” she replied, “Now you know me.”

And that’s when I woke up.

Seriously, creepy.

Last Night’s Office Dream

It’s been a long while since I shared a dream here on this site.  I’ve been having them.  It’s just that they haven’t really been that interesting and there’s only so many times that I can write about having a dream where I’m back in college and I can’t remember my class schedule.

I know that I had a very long and involved dream last night.  I know it but I can’t really remember much about what happened, which sucks.  I always tell myself that I need to use the pen and paper that I keep on the nightstand to write down my dreams as soon as I wake up but when it’s dark and you’re drowsy and you’re panicking as you try to figure out if you accidentally fell asleep with your contacts in, it’s easy to forget to jot down what you were just dreaming.  I often find myself saying, “I’ll be sure to write it all down later.”  Of course, dreams tend to disappear quickly unless you get them down immediately.

I do know that, in last night’s dream, I had just started working at the receptionist at Dunder Mifflin.  That’s right.  I basically dreamed that I was a character on The Office and that I was the new receptionist.  I know that all of the characters from The Office were in my dream — Dwight, Jim, Toby, Pam, Michael, Kevin, Angela, Oscar, Creed, the whole group — and they all behaved just like they did on the show.  So, fear not — it didn’t turn into a nightmare where Michael Scott was trying to kill me or something.  Instead, it was just an episode of The Office starring me.  I think I even talked to the camera at one point.  I guess it’s about as close as my dreams are ever going to get to being fanfic.

Why did I have this dream?  I’ve been watching The Office on Netflix and and I’ve been reading a book about the show.  In other words, no deep symbolism.  It’s just Netflix working on my subconscious.

I wish I remembered more about the dream.  I know I was in a good mood when I woke up.

Last Night’s Weird College Dream

Ever since the COVID-19 lockdown began, I’ve been having a lot of dreams, which I guess makes sense.  When something’s on your mind as much as this is, you’re going to have dreams about it.  Unfortunately, the dreams always seem to fade from memory as soon as I wake up.  I’m left with the vague knowledge that I dreamed about something but I can’t really remember what.  From now on, I’m going to make more of an effort to write down what I can as soon as I wake up.

Fortunately, last night’s dream was a long one so I can actually remember it fairly well.

This dream took place when I was going to college.  I was living in a dorm but I also had a house that I was renting in town.  The house didn’t have any electricity, running water, or furniture but it was a place that I could go whenever I wanted to be alone.  I would go to the house with a pad of paper and I would spend days writing.  Over the course of the first part of the dream, I actually wrote an entire novel in long-hand.  I took all of the pages and I taped them to the walls of the house and then I would walk from room to room, reading what I had written.

Unfortunately, once I had done all that, I realized that I hadn’t gone to any of my classes for nearly a month and that there was no way I was ever going to pass any of my classes!  But I didn’t care because I had a place of my own and I had written a novel.

I was feeling quite proud of myself when, suddenly, I remembered that my aunt was coming to the college to visit me.  Not wanting her to discover that I had essentially dropped out of school, I rushed back to the campus and I met her outside of my old dorm.  I was feeling paranoid that she would discover that I hadn’t been on campus in a month so I decided (for some reason) that it would be a good idea to show her my dorm room.  I assumed that the room was still the way I had left it and, after she saw it, she would believe that I was still going to class.  It was dream logic.

So, we went into the dorm and up to the second floor.  However, since I had last been on campus, the second floor had changed.  It now appeared to be a gigantic and rather busy library.  I knew that my room had to be somewhere on the floor but all I could see were rows and rows of books.  I kept leading my aunt around, looking for my room while pretending like I knew where I was going,  Finally, my aunt got frustrated with me and said she was going to wait outside.  She told me to come find her once I found my room.

After she left, I continued to search for my room but I couldn’t find it.  Then I realized that I wasn’t sure what my aunt meant when she said she was going to wait outside.  I went downstairs and then stepped outside but I couldn’t see my aunt anywhere.

I started walking around campus, looking for my aunt.  It was a cold night and the wind was howling and I soon realized that the campus looked totally different to me.  I decided that I needed to return to the dorm but suddenly, I couldn’t remember where the dorm was.  I spent the entire night walking around the campus, trying to find something that looked familiar.

The next morning, having had no sleep, I stumbled into a gas station and I asked the woman behind the counter if she could tell me where the dorm was.

“Which dorm?” she asked.

I couldn’t remember the name of my dorm.  “My mind’s going,” I told the woman.

And then I woke up.


Last Night’s Weird Work-Related Dream

Last night, I dreamt that I had a job at a grocery store.  (In the waking world, I have never worked at a grocery store.)  My job was to make sure that other people were filling and refilling the shelves but every time I would tell someone to go to an aisle and get to work, they would go to a totally different aisle and just stand there.  Meanwhile, there were thousands of customers flooding into the store and seeing the empty aisles and yelling at me about it.

Finally, I went to the store manager’s office.  She was blonde, my age, and she wore glasses.  (I have never seen this woman before in real life so I guess my dream just created her out of a thin air.)  I told her that I was going to clock out and go home.

“Who are you?” she said.

“I work here.”

“No, you don’t.”

And that’s when I woke up.

Last Night’s Weird House And Cat Dream

(Though some may be tempted to give me one, I’m not looking for an interpretation of this dream because 1) I’m getting over a cold and this dream was largely a result of me being sick and 2) I already know what this dream is about.)

Last night, I dreamt that I was in a gigantic mansion that was still decorated for Christmas.  I knew that I only had one night in which to take down all of the Christmas decorations but I also knew that, after I finally managed to get them all down, I would also have to figure out a place to store them all.  The mansion had a basement but, because there weren’t any lights in there, I didn’t particularly feel like going down there.  Fortunately, there was also a fairly large tool shed in the mansion’s backyard so I figured that I’d just put the decorations out there.

So, I started taking down all of the Christmas decorations and this quickly turned out to be a much bigger task than I had anticipated because it turned out that the mansion had hundreds of rooms and every room had been fully decorated.  Whenever I walk up one flight of stairs, convinced that I had finally reached the top floor, I would discover that there was actually another floor above me and that floor, of course, contained a hundred new rooms that had to be cleaned.  It was a never-ending house.

Still, I diligently went from room to room, pulling down wreathes and mistletoe and Christmas tree ornaments and pictures of Santa Claus.  It was long and exhausting work and there were several times that I got frustrated and was tempted to just leave but then I would tell myself, “No, I made a commitment to clean this place up.”

Anyway, I had just finished up taking down all the decorations in a gigantic sitting room when I suddenly heard what sounded like hundreds of cats meowing outside.  I ran over to a window and looked out the back yard and I saw that there were indeed a hundred cats in the back yard.  They had shown up out of nowhere and now, they didn’t appear as if they were planning on leaving any time soon.

Looking at them, I realized that they all looked similar, except some of them were a little bit fiercer or a little bit more passive than the others.  That’s when I realized that, somewhere, a portal had opened and all these cats had crossed from their own alternate time lines.

“What am I going to do about that?” I said, with a sigh.

And that’s when I woke up!


My First Dream of 2020

I was out for most of last night celebrating the new year but, when I did finally get home, I managed to get a few hours of sleep and I actually did have a dream.  It was my first dream of 2020!

It’s just a pity that I can’t remember much about it.

It was yet another one of my dreams where I was back in high school.  From what little I can remember, I know that I was angry in the dream because I was trying to get to the graduation ceremony but, whenever I started to leave the house, I would realize that I had forgotten something and I would have to go back inside and look for it.

The other thing I remember about the dream is that I did eventually make it to the graduation ceremony but, for some reason, it was taking place on the beach and the graduation stage was lit by torches.  It was very odd and, needless to say, nothing like my actual graduation.

That’s it.  It’s a bit of a disappointing dream to start the year off with but we’ve got 12 months to improve on it.

Last Night’s Weird Construction Dream

Last night, I dreamed that I stepped out into the backyard, just to discover that there was a work crew building a small cottage out there.  I watched them work for a while.  I was unsure of why they were building a cottage in the back yard and I was a bit annoyed about it but I decided not to ask anyone because I knew I was too mad and I would probably end up snapping at someone and hurting their feelings.

Eventually, I stepped back inside my house.  Stepping into the den, I saw that someone had turned on both the TV and my laptop.  Now, I was really upset!  Not only were strangers in the backyard but now someone had touched my personal property.

“Who did this!?” I snapped.

And then I woke up.