Dream #1: 12/26/17, 3:15 p.m.
Disclaimer: I always have weird dreams, but I can only remember so many of them. I thought it would be a good Idea to start documenting them on here.
I meet a guy in an unfamiliar place. I’ve never seen this individual in real life, but I can use significant features to describe him. He’s was a tall black man with a low-cut. If I remeber, he wore a jean jacket with ripped jeans? He had a large smile. He asked if he could pick me up from the same spot we were standing on later that day. I thought about it, almost said no, pondered, and eventually said yes. A name was not given, so we’ll call him Mystery Man.
This is where the situation gets weird: I’m not sure if this was before, or after meeting this man, but I had the job of cleaning up after people who slept in one big room. I eventually leave because there are a few people who left in the middle of the night leaving their trash everywhere on the floor (bare with me, I know things don’t make since, but that’s how dreams are).
I end up in another building (or dream scene) and see myself asking a lady where a particular library is. She gets upset at me as if I’m supposed to know already, and signd me up for a tour for people who don’t know where the library is. An older lady had the same issue, and I told her to follow me on the tour. I thought the tour was a bunch of bull. l left after seeing the old lady leave once she saw that the library was right in front of us the whole time.
After meeting this Mystery Man, he takes me to his place I guess, and I meet a few of his friends. A girl and a guy I think. Fast forward, I think we developed a relationship, but things start to turn south. We were in what look liked my moms bed and were just talking. All of a sudden, we here voices in the ceiling. I remember them saying,”Yeah, they’re right here”. Two black men with red motorcycle jackets burst out of the ceiling, and start yelling at us (I’m just as confused as you are on this one). I think the two men are asking questions, but I cant make out what they were saying.
After that, my dream switches scenes, and I’m in a room with Mystery Man and his friends. They’re arguing and I’m arguing with them about broken friendship or trust (I don’t know). His friend, the girl, is speaking to me and tells me how the Mystery Man has a 21-year-old girlfriend back home. I’m like “Oh really?” and I start packing my bags. He didn’t try to stop me so I guess he didn’t care.
Before the girl told me this, I remembered she kept saying something like,” I wont apologize until we play this game together”. I thought she was crazy, and I started leaving, but I was actually interested in this game. She called it Cyrical. I don’t know what the hell it is, but I end up playing it anyway.
Cyrical is a game of challenges played on a game system. The Mystery Man, his friends, and I play a challenge called, The Big Dazzle Dance (This is honestly the best part of my dream). In this challenge, we are introduced to a series of dances we have to stay in sync with throughout the game. A variety of people are shown demonstrating the dances. Each has their own name, one being called The Diddy (huh?), and all of the contestants have to change their moves once the dance changes on the big screen. There is one song being played throughout the challenge. Each contestant has to find a partner before the game begins.
Somehow, we end up being in the game (literally), and I’m lost trying to find a partner. The girl offers me to dance with her, despite our argument, and the game begins. As I’m looking around, we’re all dressed in gold, and everyone is gold. The game is harder as the dances change quickly. In the end, everyone forms into a large dance circle, and a white lady (She looked like Rachel Ray) dressed in all-white begins recording us from the middle. I join the circle a little too late, but still manage to join in on the last couple seconds of the song. The End.
Now, I have at least two or three different dreams in one carcadium cycle. I have this thing I call dream scenes where my dreams will skip or switch scenes in one dream. It’s confusing, but if you dream as much as I do, I feel like you’ll understand. At least a little. It also has to do with not remembering things in a dream once you wake up.
Like I said before, I hope to document more in the future. I apologize for any grammatical errors or my sentence structuring. I’m writing what comes from the top of my head.