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.