Break in escape

Ugh! This ended up more as a nightmare than anything. I was in my room in my house trying to sleep when I heard something downstairs. Instinctively, I rolled off the far side of my bed and crawled under (yay captain bed) to hide. I don't think it was successful because I was found and I tried to get away- that definately failed. And then it started over. I was back in bed and I heard the noise of someone downstairs. This time I crept into another room and hid in the closet, waiting for whomever was there to give me the opening to leave. I had my phone with me and why I just didn't call for help I really don't know, but I managed to make it outside. I was in the yard of my old house and I was now being chased. I cut through a couple of neighboring yards, jumping fences and trying to scream for help. But anytime I tried it just seemed to fade back. I don't know what was more upsetting, the fact that I couldn't scream or the fact that I dreamt someone broke into my home.

Zombies are coming?

I've had dreams before where my brain was convinced I was in school and following a specific schdual. The theme with the schdual was my always missing one class because it was every other day and on the other side of the building. The thing is- I've had schedules like that before, but I am no longer in school. This morning I dreamt that I was in this room and I had just seen my grades for a semester and I knew I was failing for the class I kept missing. I was going to my mom to show her that. My brain was so convinced I was taking classes and failing, that I couldnt shake it off. I eventually get to see my mom and start to explain when I notice she is cleaning up, like she is leaving. I hear movement out in the hall and wonder what it is. I should have stayed in the room. There are undead in the hall. Some were even children- those kind of freaked me out. The next thing I know, I'm moving and trying to get out of the building. I'm not sure if I made it though. My brain seemed stuck on the idea of me missing class.

Sleep is good!

I've been a bit flakey recently with this, but at least I have something for this morning. I was at what looked like a ren faire or larping event and I was dressed as a gypsy dancer (something I haven't had the guts to wear) and I guess there was this sort of hotel that we were staying in, but main events were outside. I just remember wearing really cool clothing, stopping by a baseball field to see who was playing, and having this really exaggerate walk. But it was definatley the best night's sleep I've had in a couple of weeks. I hopefully can tackle another long busy work week now.

Here kittie, kittie, kittie

At first it looked like I was staying in either a college dorm or some sort of resort space. I had driven down to meet my sisters at one of the rooms. Apparently there was a bob cat in ours, but it kept going after my sister Megan. Kind of like how our dog Indy does. Like it didn't want her to leave the room. It actually tried to follow us out when we were going to check in with our mother. I kind of felt bad as I helped meg push it back into our room. The place mom was staying in was slightly different, but not by much. She was trying to shower, but the water was cold. This was strange since all the mirrors in the bathroom were steamed over. I told her to put on her bathing suit and she could use our bathroom in our place.
From there it shifted and my family was away. I was doing something, but I kept getting distracted. I think I was trying to clean up. This man showed up and started talking to me. He showed me this card that kept changing as I read it. The thing is, the card looked like an ordinary playing card, yet it wasn't. At one point the information was getting interesting because it was about me and I had to look up and ask him "Who sold me to you?" I don't think I go that answer because he needed me to leave, like right away. The next thing I know, I am on a bus with random people. One person was holding an older game controller, another was someone's grandmother. I returned to this house, not sure why, and proceeded to look around. I kept getting this strange feeling that someone was going to do something. The strange guy returns and my boyfriend follows after, and I am even more confused. Something is really off now. The guy said I had something and I immoderately know about this owl like carving/creation that is somewhere inside my back- that is what I'll be chased for, however the guy mentions me being worth more alive. That was just scary.

For some reason we all start searching the rooms for traps. I end up on a ladder to the attic and I see this clear spun fibers and I make some sort of face because I realize something is not right. I call down what I see and then get dragged down with the warning of "It's too late, you need to run" and I leave the house. I start around the side of the house, but I see someone and spook. The person is following me. I race around to the front and I see a couple more walking down the road and they start speeding up when they see me. I cut between two houses and find my way slowed up by this old looking tree. I make myself climb it telling myself that I know I can . That's when my jaw feels weird and I catch sight of two more people trying to reach me. I hiss, sounded like a pissed off cat. And then I feel the fangs that are there. Not only was it that owl thing, but also because I became a clouded leopard. And I started waking up at that point. So I doubt that I got caught.

Old friends

Sorry if I seemed a bit flakey in doing this, but my boyfriend had been transferred over during late march and that was definately a distraction, as well as dreaming usually doesn't happen on command. It would be nice. But it doesn't.

This morning I was in the old neighborhood. I got to see Daniel. He has been a close friend of my siblings since we were younger and we all hung out a lot together. He looked really happy and genuinely glad to see me. The next thing I knew I was strapping on a pair of roller skates (not the inline ones) and making my way down around the corner to where we all used to hang out, one street over. It always had the most kids and we were forever playing together. I saw a bunch of familiar face, many of them looked older, well time does do that to people.

The next thing I know I'm making my way down a slightly crowded school hall and I catch sight of one of my old girlfriends (she was one of the few who would discuss things paranormal and astral) and I called her name. She turned, smiled at me and the continued heading in the direction she was heading in (to class?).

Naps sometimes do get me

So a two hour nap gave me this interesting thing-

I was playing in what looked like a reaturant that was owned by my father. I seemed to be having fun up until the end when I was going to leave and my dad looked at me like he didn't even know who I was. And all I could do was smile sadly and get on this bus. The bus turned out to be the old yellow school bus like what I used to ride when I was still in school. When stuff like this happens I give up on trying to fight it and think how old I'm being portrayed and go with it- there is usually something for me to do. I was talking to one of the girls near me and there was one in the back who was taunting me. I know I said some mean things back, but after a moment I turned back and faced her and asked if she wanted me to walk with her. She was afraid of something. I think there were two others with is when we got to this building complex. I told her to run for her door and I sprinted forward to these trees that were in the courtyard. There were a lot of them and the place seemed really big. As I ran under one, I noticed there was someone in there and then I noticed there were others nearby. A girl dropped down close to me and started chasing me. I turned and tried to make my way to the front of the complex, not wanting to box myself in. At this point I decide to climb and the girl is still behind me. She is close as I move up the branches when I slip. I was sure I could have made it, but I was falling. I know I hit the ground because I felt it. The next thing I know is that the girl is hauling me to my feet and I see the other kids who were hiding. They seemed like a gang or crew of some sort. The next thing I know we are discussing tactical thing for trees and what looks like some sort of game they are going to participate in.

More fragments

I was at my cousins' just hanging around when something happens to where we need to change to go out. I end up debating it for a while and having to wait until there was an available room to change. I'm not sure what that was supposed to be for.

I'm walking with this really self absorbed person when he decides to drag me to a theater. I question this because there are literal monsters on the loose. The guy just laughs at me and says its all the more reason to go watch a film since there won't be anyone there. I follow and watch were I step because there is this weird tar that is on the ground in splotches. At the front counter is this pale green demon looking creature who is warning the guy about going in. I try again to stop him telling him that the creature said it all, we needed to be careful. Inside the main entrance we are greeted by a girl and for some reason I ask her how do we find "safe" places to sit if there are indeed monsters in the theatre. She took that very seriously by saying not to sit in front of (she named two that I can't remember) because they had last eaten a group of girls that were in front of them. I asked about sitting in the aisle, and she thought about it. It might have worked when she named two more that just might try for the hell of it. At this point I'm in a whatever mood. This was getting ridiculous. We follow after her and crossed the lobby but had a hard time of it because there was a class of students practicing instruments in the way. The girl slid through the lines no problem, but me and the guy (who just had to watch films today) were getting tripped up on kids and backpacks. One of the girls intentionally knocked another's bag into me and knocked me into the next row. I believe the girls were fighting with each other but me and the other person presented an opportunity for her. Somehow I get through but have to go back because the guy is nice enough to try and help straighten everything out.

10 Years Later

So I've been thinking about this for a while now, it has been ten years since this one dream I've had. I haven't had it since but it had made such a huge impact on me that I still remember it very well to this day. I've been a vivid dreamer since I was a small child and I never really knew why.

Anyway, in this dream I was walking down this hall of smooth white stone. It wasn't marble or granite because it didn't give off that slick look that those stones have. I couldnt tell you what it was. I can feel the skirt of what I'm wearing brushing against my feet (no shoes here) and a weight of a heavy chain belt around my waist. I continue down this hall to the back of the building. And the light changes from a soft afternoon light to the stormy gray of an approaching tempest. I can feel the wind picking up as clouds roll in, but I am not focused on the storm. I am focused on a dark haired person in front of me who is handing me a ring with a huge blue green stone set in the band. I can't really see this person's face and the storm is making me nervous, with the waves crashing dangerously high against the back of the building.

I later drew a picture of the ring I was given and found the style of ring about 5 years later with a mystic topaz set in it. I couldn't find one with that blue green stone (later realizing it was a turmoline and those are super expensive), but it felt right to have my birth stone even if it were the wrong color (topaz should be blue or amber for birth month). Strange how things worked out.

Trying not to slack

Yesterday, I dreamt that I was on some sort of journey and I was headed into a swampy area. There were a couple of others with me and we stopped at what looked like a campground. We looked at these cabins that were in this odd arrangement when an old man opened his door and motioned for us to come in. He seemed real twitchy and kept telling us it wasn't safe out there. Being curious we asked why it wasn't, but we didn't get a real answe out of him. Instead he retreated to a back room and left us poking around his living room. At some point something changed and it felt weird to be there. I got this urge to hide and I wasn't sure why. We tried to leave out the back, but through the screen we could see these human shaped, red faced creatures patrolling between cabins. I'm not sure what they were but I do know that they had caused the old man's twitchyness. We kept waiting, looking for an opening to leave. I'm not sure if we got it.

So the last couple of dreams have been featuring either ex friends or exs and I'm not entirely sure why.

At one point I was at my ex's house and I was leaving after waiting for his parents to retreat to their room. Sort of hoping that they wouldn't stay out to see me leaving. For some reason my ex is nicer in my dreams. The next thing I know I am in this huge room that has spaces divided with these metal wires forming smallish cages. I am at a far cage and trying to feed whatever is in there. It looks like a cat, but it's sick. As I am changing out the food and water it starts throwing up this liquid that gets soaked into the thin carpet that's on the floor. Someone is behind me telling me I need to get out of there fast. I am scooting backwards as the cat finishing throwing up and now starts focusing on me. I'm not sure what happened next because I ended up somewhere else.

The next thing I know, I am in this changing room at what looks like a fitness center. I see these women who are already changed reaching into this container on a shelf and pulling slips of paper out. Those seem to have either a workout plan on it or a fortune because everyone looks so nervous about it. I see my ex friend there and she approaches me. I remember encouraging her. I never got really mad at her for the things that have happened but then again, I haven't tried reaching back out to her too. She is the type who feels like she always had to be in competion with someone, and I usually tried not to compete with her, that or I found another way to stand out.

Then I was in this big house, helping a family move in. There were so many rooms crowded with boxes yet to be opened. I was in the back living room helping the mother when we hear the father shouting. She hands me their two yr old son and I take him to the crowded dinning room. We duck behind some of the furnature and boxes, hoping no one would see us. I kept trying to focus that we couldn't be seen because of the combination of boxes, furnature and moving blankets. We waited. It was a long while, and I didn't want to move, but I started waking up. No more wizard rock before bed!

2Part Special

This was weird because it was like the two people designated to be my parents were trying to hurt me. I was in this house trying to get things together so I could sneak out, but it seemed like i could not get passed these people fast enough. Suddenly they leave for a short time and I can get what I need to go. I sneak out just to make sure my escape route is set, and they come back. I panick and slip back inside. The mother is talking to a boyfriend/father person and it doesn't sound too nice. I tell myself that it's ok, they can't see me, they can't see me- we're ok. I hear the shower running and try to sneak back to my room to grab my stuff hidden under a carefully cluttered bed. I start out again trying to sneak past the two, telling myself that they can't see me. I'm not sure this works and the dream shifted.

This dream ended up being more recognizable to me. I was in a room with my sister and my brother and we were watching the light from outside. I kept wanting to barricade that window as I was sure something could get through. Meg kept saying its gonna be alright and we still had time. I ended up sitting in a closet/cupboard thingie and finding a shot gun and 2 boxes of different shot gun ammo. My impression of this was as long as I had both boxes the ammo wouldn't run out. At this point I began wondering of it were a game. Loud klaxon warnings blared into the hiding place as she looked up expecting someone. We heard screams as people were running. A mother saw the partially hidden window and pushed this little child through. We all stared at the kid wondering if it was a boy or a girl. I started loading the shot gun and heard moaning approaching the window. There were zombies out there! I was able to take out that first wave and was reloading when Meg said it was almost time. The kid was curled up in a corner crying and both my brother and I were not too sure what meg meant. She said the window was blocked up well enough for now. The door started to unlock and open. Meg had us follow her and I kept telling myself I can keep pace wit her, I'll be ok. We went through a series of doors and fences to get to the back yard of the house we were hiding in. As we came around I noticed it was slowly getting darker and there were people off to the side of this back portch. Meg greeted one of them and they were discussing something that had to do with what was going on. I didn't pay much attention because there was a guy off to my side who teasingly mocked the shot gun motion of loading and priming it. I looked over at him and asked "do you wanna play with my gun?" he and several others laughed. One of them even knew my name. Too soon things went sour though. "you have one of them!? They are our mortal enemies!" I think the speaker was referring to the child that was in our safe place. What was weird about this was by now I had that group of people pegged as vampires and that made the kid that was back in the room a werewolf. The only other thing that added to it was that my sister was asking for help in dealing with the zombies. "we've been betrayed! After them!" the next thing I know, I'm running hard after Meg and the gates are shut. As I am not sure how fast these vampires were I started gauging the lowest point on the fence and pulled meg with me to jump over. We scrambled past the fence and started looking for the window that led to the hidey-hole. It looked a lot smaller from the outside! I was trying to fugue out how I'd fit through that when I got shoved it. Meg and Buddy quickly followed. I thought "well, that went well" as the door closed and locked itself. I was really wondering if it were all a game?

Zombie Fields

This dream was a weird mix. It started with me at my new place and it was sort of empty, like I was still moving in. What made this creepy was there seemed to be some sort of zombie invasion and my sister and I were planing how best to handle that. I end up leaving the room and get ambushed. I become a zombie (not sure how), but I retain my "self". It's kind of hard to explain that. Like even though I was now undead, I was still myself with all my memories and I was in charge of my actions. I went back to look for my sister, but she wasn't going to have anything to do with me.

The next thing I know I am walking/ driving along my old route home to the parents' house. It was really sunny out and there were people on either side of the road for a good stretch picking what looked like cotton candy from these plants. I was dodging around them because they were sometimes in the road or bags of what they were gathering were in the road. Just past them to my left I saw this giant field of blue calli lillys. I know I was staring at that for a short time. They were a unique color and there were so many of them. From there I returned to my parents' house, just to see how everyone was. The only one home was my mother. I was a bit sad, but I was glad I got to see her.

From there I found myself at some sort of theater and there was a guy standing on the stage announcing what we would be seeing. He was holding up what looked like old VHS boxes and said they were showing abridged version of some popular musicals and they would be about 20 minutes per musical. That was interesting. I glanced over at my seat mate and was surprised to see my boyfriend there. He looked really happy to see me and the next thing I know I am partially in his lap. And it stops there because I begin to wake up.

Learn something

I had a dream to where I was a transfer student. I was in the gym for some game, but it wasn't even crowded on either side. No one was paying attention and it was like they didn't care that their team would suck. Most of the small group were talking, texting, and listening to music. I don't know how I got involved but at some point the game became organized and our side won. Even with a small group there was a loud rumble of discussion and the group was actually excited. I ended up leaving, walking under the bleachers. I think that was something like first period. The next class I get to, I hand the teacher a sheet that needs to be signed and she has me sitting in the front corner. I don't like that too much because it's close to the wall and with how the class is set up the projector is like right behind me. Soon the rest of the class trickles in and there is immediately talking. Somehow I'm getting frustrated and the teacher is trying to teach, but cannot due to so many questions. It sounded like that happened daily and no one really learned anything. At some point I got fed up and yelled at the class to shut up. I glanced at the teacher and asked that she put up the slides of what we had to learn and the notes she wanted us to copy and then just answer questions at the end of the slide. Apparently that was a revelation to the other students who went kind of nuts. By the time everyone calmed down I was debating whether or not to sit on the floor to take notes or move my desk. Either way talk was dying down and people were smiling. I got the feeling the not learning was something that happened daily. As I sat down, someone handed me a sheet of notebook paper and there was this really clear writing on it.

Dear Teacher and new child,
I learned more today while hiding in the closet than I normally do. Thank you. And it was followed by a series of drawn eyes ranging from happy, to flinching, to oh face.

I'm surprised I recalled that because I normally don't do so good with writings and remembering what I read in dreams.

Don't leave stuff outside

This morning I was at the old house. For some reason Jessi was in the back yard with a lot of what looke like gauzy scarfs and wraps. I don't know what she was doing, but at one point she came into the house and when I looked back outside I told her it looked like it was going to rain. She came racing back to collect whatever she had left outside. I know I was helping her and we both came in soaked. From there things got weird. I say that because we both went into the main floor bath room to take a shower. Normally it wouldn't be that big, but when we went in- there was a lot more room and there were additional sections to the bath room. I really have no idea where that came from. Eventually, we both come out dressed and she's heading out and I head into the kitchen. This really makes no sense to me other than I didn't fight it.

Strange vacation?

I was on vacation with family and friends- people I don't know here, and things felt a bit weird. The brother and I were being singled out by our mother figure as if she didn't like us a whole lot. I really didn't care, but the brother kind of did and I didn't want him feeling upset. This is where it gets fuzzy. At some point I find myself walking through someone's room to a back porch and go out. I stand out there just staring into this really amazing looking woods and I look down. I see the person who felt like a best friend walking into the woods rather quickly. The next thing I know, I'm down there as well, following her. I hear the sounds of my brother and his friends coming after us. The friends doesn't care, she's really excited. We eventually come upon a nice house in the woods with a really pretty front door. My friend stops and stands there and starts drawing. She keeps saying "I've found it! I've found it!" As I watch her draw I notice it is a picture that I've seen hundreds of times before from when we were younger. She had always known she was adopted, but she remembered this house. The next thing I know, she enters the house. I follow after telling her we shouldn't be here. We get to the second floor, walking around this big open hall way, and one of the room doors opens. A woman steps out and when she looks up she saw the friend. She told her you shouldn't be here. We both left the house, but the friend is still smiling like crazy. She falls back against the door hard and starts laughing still saying "I've found it. I've found it. After all these years I've found it." She then goes on to dig through her pockets for something, not caring if she pulled out wrong papers. She gets up and starts walking back towards my brother and his friends still grinning. I pick up the other folded bits of paper she left and followed after. One of the brother's friends asked me why I take care of her like that. I don't think I answered because I was watching these glider squirrels that were following us. By the time I looked at him he was up on a hill that we had come down. someone had to.

Brain arguments

I had a couple of scary dreams this morning. Normally I'm fine with them, but the first one took me completely by surprise.

I was in the old house doing something in the basement. Normally when I dream of the old place my brain fights about having my room in the basement or on the main floor- my room has been on both levels at some point while we lived there. Anyway, I think I was straightening up the rec room and had just headed upstairs to the main level. Most of the lights were off and I'm pretty sure almost all my family asleep since I didn't run into anyone. I went into the kitchen and was getting ready to do the dishes when I noticed my boyfriend at the table. He came up behind me and hugged me, very happy to see me. This is where I started fighting it. My brain was telling me that we owned the house and of course my boyfriend would be there, but I resisted the idea because said boyfriend has never even been to that house. As far as I'm sure, he's never even seen it. So I started panicking thinking he couldn't be here, I did not own that house, and that this was all wrong. The moment I start fighting this sort of dream I usually can wake up. It is one think to be remembering my childhood, but to mix my current situation with a place I haven't seen in almost a decade is very weird. I would have thought it would have been my parents house at least.

This second dream was more actual scar. I was walking around the neighborhood where my parents live and found a section of homes that were old and new that was being built up in-between. I ended up poking around because one of the homes was not finished on the outside, but the inside had drywall that was up and painted like there would be someone in there soon. I ran into the homeowner and we ended up talking about all sorts of things. I ended up walking with her and she was telling me something about local legends. Like if you do a certain thing this witch will show up and take you. I didn't know what to believe, but I definitely didn't want her to call it up. For whatever reason I end up staying the night with her. I remember curling up on my side and seeing her stand in the doorway. She's going to call the witch. She does something that I couldn't see and tosses something onto my bed. I quickly curl up tight and cover my face essentially playing dead because I'm fairly sure if you don't see the witch she does not see you. I can tell that there was something hovering over the bed and I refused to see it. Whatever it was, picked up what was tosses on my bed and left. I waited a short time before I got up and headed out of that place. I entered this sort of townhome community with a bunch of younger kids. Everyone looked like they were getting ready for a party, and I may have been recruited to help. I went down this hall to an attached barber shop, and found two people dead. I had to get out of there fast. It seemed this witch struck at the two that saw her. I warned several adults who went to work keeping the children away and entertained while they took care of it. What got me was that strong feeling of dread and knowing that there was something else in the room after that woman left.

MMO Much?

I dreamt that I was with a group of friends getting ready for some sort of event. For some reason I and another were having issues with a new group leader and didn't want anything to do with the plan. I ended up taking a walk and by the time I ended up elsewhere I decided that even though I didn't like the new leadership I couldn't abandon my friends. So I started heading back. It started raining and as I was walking I see my brother driving a modified car with a rc controller. He mentioned something about being able to drive that while getting beer- which a person could use a normal car and I know he doesn't even drink beer. He offers me a ride back, but I think his vehicle is too small and I plan on making a small detour.

As I am gathering my equipment I see my friend and ask if we are to really leave everyone to fend for themselves. We both knew our group wasn't completely ready nor confident for what was planned. I know he will follow me as I pick up and head into another room with smaller kids. I know some of them and one has what I'm looking for. I'm looking through colored crystals and I finally decide on two- one purple and one a smokey gray/black. I drop them into a small leather bag with an assortment of other stones and colored marbles as I thank the kid. I had this weird sense of I wouldn't actually be throwing them, but the actions would make something occur depending on what stone or marble I had. My friend and I both get up to go and I pass a hand over myself and everything I have on changes. I am now wearing dark gray and silver attire and my friend is wearing what looks like armor.

We both are now in a corridor and I am scanning something for a mount. I find a silvered warg and have it backlit for some emergency. We start down as the hall widens and takes on a rock quality. We are looking for our friends, but this isn't the nicest of places and I am constantly checking the knives I know I have on my person. At this point I was trying to decide if my character was a healer or a rouge, but I didn't have too much time to dwell on that because once we rounded a corner I was throwing a few of those knives and I panicked and pulled out this big black bow. I actually felt myself doing the motions for grabbing and arrow and placing it, several times in fact, because whatever I was attacking kept approaching and my buddy hadn't even gotten to me. I cleared that space and went back looking for my arrows. Maybe my character was a hunter, I didn't know. All I know is we were getting ready to go up the path that these things where on when I saw my sister racing towards us.

This was strange to me because I haven't played an MMO in years, but I still recalled how everything functioned.

More fragments

It started in a car and took me a moment to realize that I wasn't driving. I glanced over to the driver and found my ex smiling next to me and he reached out to grab my hand, but I was moving away. I didn't want to be anywhere near him and the entire time I kept thinking "no, it's over. You shouldn't be here". It kind of freaked me out.

Then I was in my parents house, digging through a box of stuff in the front room that had been my mother's office. I was looking for my baby sister's dance shoes she used to use for show choir. I really am not sure why since her feet are a size smaller than mine. I managed to find a really battered shoe, but not the mate. I can't recall what I was to use them for. From here I left to visit a friend (not someone I recognized here) and I guess we were filming something, because we kept switching from being in his back yard to his portch to his basement. When I was getting ready to go we were in the basement and looking for the other person who was with us. That person had popped out of this orange box thing laughing as me and my friend went out front. I think he wanted me to stay, but I couldn't because I was meeting my mom and some of the friends she and dad hang out with. So I left.

At the parents' friend's- it was mainly the adult women (no matter how old I am, I'll always feel like a kid) and they were laughing and hanging out. Some of them were doing a sort of crafty project but I'm not sure. My mother asked me a question, but I don't know if I answered it because I was getting up to go to another room. I found my coworker in that room talking to someone. She normally looks tired due to her failing kidney, but she looked energetic and was really excited. She looked up at and asked me something to do with Nitro. The only thing that I can think of is something to do with that old American gladiators tv show. Not sure how I responded to that.

Who says we're gone?

So I really don't get what's been going on, but since mid-Dec. I've been having really fragmented dreams. I know I was dreaming, but for the most part I couldn't tell you what.

For the solstice I only remember telling this small person straight from myth that even if no one else in the world didn't believe in "them" that I still would. For me it was kind of sad because it was like all the stories and legends that we grow up with are steadily being replaced by what the Internet and other media has to offer.

And the finally this morning I had a fragment dream that was based off me worrying about my retainer that I still have. I don't know how I can go from plastic and wire to something solidly metal but was just as flexible as plastic. That kind of scared me, but hey it's all good.

So that's really where I'm at with this new year.