I'm getting a kitten in a month.

I'm in elementary school. I have this tiny black and white kitten in my arms that I know is mine. It's very cuddly and sleepy, which is adorable. We go into the school gym, where Peter from Family Guy is telling people about his great idea to have a giant monkey chained up in the gym.

I'm at home in CT, talking to my mom about the kitten. Then I'm back at the gym, scared of the giant monkey that is actually chained up in the gym. He is HUGE, like 50' tall, and has some sort of weapon in his big angry hands that I'm trying to avoid, still with the kitten in my arms.

I run outside and start talking to a little girl about the kitten, and I think about how I'm her mother. I'm comforting her about something and telling her that I know because she's in second grade, and I'm 8 (which is how old I would be if I were in second grade...)

The kitten smiles at me and I kiss it right on its whiskers, feeling happier than I've ever felt.

I think I need to get a kitten wherever I am in three weeks.

Talking Dogs and Moms

I was walking down my old street in CT and saw some old ladies gardening in front of their houses. I stopped to untwist a vine that was strangling a small tree, and one of the old ladies asked me to go get her small scissors inside her house. She told me I had to go around the oven and they'd be in the drawer. I walked into the house, and climbed over a hot stove to get to the back room where the scissors were. On a round table in the back room, Kris' dog, Yuki, was lying down and staring at me. He had really short, shaved hair and looked kind of like a mean doberman, though he's a wolf-malamute.

Yuki and I had a struggle for domination in which we each tried to stand taller and look bigger than the other. He was on a table, so somehow he won and was taller and growling at me. I was really scared that he was going to bite me so I gave in and went to go get the scissors. On my way back outside, I saw Yuki lying on the ground and went over to talk to him. We had a conversation that I don't really remember, but I told him that I thought he was going to bite me and he said something like, "Yeah, I know you did." We talked a little longer, and then I was interrupted by Kris' mom asking me if she could have some of my donuts that the old lady had given me for going to get her scissors.

She asked if she could have an apple cinnamon one, and I said yes before I realized it was my last one. I asked if I could at least have part of it, since it was my last one, and she said, "Oh, don't worry about it, I have more at the house I can give you." So I let her have my last donut, and I don't remember the rest of the dream. I think I woke up shortly after that, but I think I talked to Yuki more and Kris was there briefly...eating my donuts, I think.

beauty and death

I was watching two pairs of two children play with eachother outside… but they were playing so wonderfully I was amazed at how they were dancing. Christy sat behind me playing and singing the most beautiful song. Eva was in the back and started playing harmonica with Christy and soon just stopped to listen to this beautiful song. Someone came in and told me they were going to take their temperature, Christy left. I told Eva that we wanted to have her and Carlos over for dinner, but really just to play games. I was sort of walking around her as I spoke. Eva then took a caterpillar off my sweater that had attached himself there.

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Man, this morning was tragic. I apparently had several younger siblings, two toddlers and two babies. My brothers ( 22 and 27 ) and I were babysitting our new members, who we had for some reason just met. We were at a family reunion. There was a stairwell that did not have a banister. The toddlers kept perching their bums right on the edge, I kept taking them off. Then they grabbed the babies to hold in their lap on the edge! I swooped them up several times, and they seemed to think it was a funny game, until one of the babies fell to the ground. They still didn't seem to understand that baby was dead now. It was horrible. The dream went on all morning, and followed through the next couple days in the dream of telling our mother, and mourning and crying and dealing with this awful death . I finally woke up and stopped trying to sleep because it was so sad.

Me in Anime

I need to get someplace important.  There is a parade.  I jump in and start to walk.  I can't get to where I need.  I keep getting caught by something wrapping around me.  I struggle and struggle but can't get loose.  I fight and fight but it is getting tighter and the design more complex.  i wake up to find my blanket wrapped around me in the design from my dream. 

Additionally, this dream was like an anime film.  

Some old written records of dreamscapes — in hopes that sharing them will reactivate that damn part of my soul that once wove these things:

I dreamt today (not today) that I had to hastily prepare a lesson for all of the 9th graders to whom I teach science in Castiglion Fiorentino. I was flipping through the class book to try and understand what unit they were on, and then realized that chapters 4-8 were completely absent from the book... though that wasn't too disconcerning, it was to be expected, in a way. But they'll be back soon! Oh a shark. My friend, Anna, had the children off in some other part of the building for some other activity. I don't teach science! (Often.) I could handle it though. Oh noes, the real worl...

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Swimming, laps. Pippin kicked all the way to other side (no strokes). It took me 40 minutes. A prize? Little fish, blob fish — orange and black, little cave that it protected, funny lips.