Rocks To see a rock in your dream symbolizes strength, permanence, stability and integrity, as conveyed in the common phrase “as solid as a rock”. The dream may also indicate that you are making a commitment to a relationship or that you are contemplating some changes in your life that will lay the groundwork for […]

No, I don't want a sweater thing

So my new thing is hanging out in doctors’ offices and my craft-turned-bed room.  I’m going to ignore the second part of that sentence and focus on the general annoyance that is “being sick”.  That generalized “I’m sick” when there’s really nothing wrong with you maybe.  For the ten-thousandth time in my life, my blood […]


I’m in some sort of dream-like childhood home.  It’s the house but not quite.  I’m sleeping and I’m woken suddenly by a loud banging on the door.  Not knocking, but a clenched fist banging.  An angry and urgent banging.  I open my eyes and they adjust to the darkness around me.  This thing has pounded […]

Hopes and Dreams

I am a creature of habit.  I like things done a certain way each time because it’s usually the most efficient way.  There is one thing that I have been doing as a teenager that is really the most inefficient Catch-22 bullshit of my life: Night terrors. Since I was a teen, I fall into […]

I am Bad Ass, Part 2

DREAM 2: I was on a high school field trip to a museum waiting for my friends to join me.  While waiting, I watched a video about how an entire rose farm was decimated when a river  tributary dried up.  It was really sad because it was a small family run business that went bankrupt […]

I am Bad Ass, Part 1

I would like to preface the following posts by saying I am totally like this in real life.  Don’t cross me.  Don’t even hang out with me if you don’t plan on going out in a hail of gunfire or super awesome demon possessed knife fights. DREAM 1: I am running in the dark on […]

Merry Christmas Eve and some other stuff

Christmastime is strange now.  I have another adult in the house and am allowed to go to the bathroom with the door shut.  It’s like bizarro world here. My exciting day is going to be filled with laundry and cleaning.  I just don’t like having the house a mess on Christmas. In other news, I […]

Fuck you, too, Webster

Due to some fantastic medicine I’ve been taking for the past month or so, my dreams have been incredibly detailed and vivid.  They’re long and drawn out and I could go on and on for AGES, but I thought I would focus on one of the dreams I had last night, which I respectfully title: […]

Portal & Fake British Authors

I had two separate, possibly related, most likely meaningless dreams last night: I am in a train station (?) in the early 1940’s.  There is narration and my vision pans over to Roger Clyne who is, in my dream, a British author that will eventually be famous. The narrator screws up his name (it wasn’t […]

Thomas is haunting me

No fucking shit. I had a dream last night about a ghost named Tom. I don’t remember any specific details, but I was in a house that was very reminiscent of The Others: very dusky, foggy, weird lighting. And there was a man named Tom who used to live there and he didn’t want me […]