April 15, 2007
The other day I dreamt of HIM. We were hugging in the dream, and for some reason, we were fully dressed. I hugged him, and he smelled so good… He hugged me back, and the feeling was so familiar and surprisingly real! But suddenly, he turned into a girl – a teenager, and I woke up. There were a lot of people in my apartment, seemingly refugees, mostly children. It was dark, I got scared, and then I woke up for real. I was a little frightened, but then I fell back asleep.
April 20, 2007
At first, he was very cute. I dreamt of tobeornot, and we went for a walk by the ocean. The ocean had these concrete walkways, so it felt like we were walking on water, walking barefoot. I walked with my shoulders exposed, and we moved from one small patch of land to another – probably small islands, very hot. It was very sunny and beautiful. The sky was a deep blue, the water crystal clear… Finally, on the last little island, we met Lena, who was sitting at a “bus stop” (at least it looked like a trolleybus stop, but wooden with gaps between the beams), waiting for someone to take her from the island. We asked how she got there, and she said, “Of course, by boat.”
We started heading back because “my shoulders were beginning to burn,” and Olga decided that “I needed to go back to avoid getting sunburned.” Even though there were more clouds in the sky, we kept going. On one of the islands, Olga went down a small hill to the water and found a suitcase. She loudly asked whose it was, and everyone on the beach said it wasn’t theirs. Olga was thrilled, grabbed the suitcase, and came to show it to me. Inside the suitcase was a skull. I still didn’t understand why Olga would want a skull, but she was so happy with the find that I just shrugged, and we went home. When we got back, Olga showed the suitcase to Andrei, and he started inspecting the contents. It turned out that the suitcase not only contained a skull but also two antique mugs. The mugs didn’t look antique at all – they were just regular ceramic mugs from a local store, big and green. But the bottoms of the mugs had a date: the 16th century. And the mugs were in perfect condition. I told Olga that she knew where to look and that she’d found at least half a million.
That’s what I thought, that the mugs could be sold for half a million. Indeed, the skull came with the mugs, along with some paper describing something, but we didn’t read it because we were more intrigued by the skull. It was small, almost like a miniature adult version. We took a closer look, and then something terrible happened. The skull turned out to be an organism. There was an organism about 40 cm long in the suitcase, with a head and body, wrapped in a thin organic “sheet,” and someone seemed to have lived inside it. It wasn’t immediately clear if it was alive or not, and Olga and Andrei insisted that it wasn’t alive, that it was scary, and we should throw it away. But I put my hand on the organism, and it was BREATHING!!! I shouted, “It’s breathing!” and that I’d taken the Hippocratic oath and couldn’t let it die, we had to take it to a hospital to help it. I held the organism, but it grabbed my fingers and held on. When I finally managed to free my fingers, the organism made a strange sound and did an even stranger movement, almost like it vomited something out of it. Beautiful green peas came out, followed by many corn kernels, probably an entire can. I have no idea how it all fit in there or who fed it that, but after rejecting the beans, the organism died. It was a horrible sight. Olga… she finds the strangest things on the shore.
April 25, 2007
I was Stirlitz and was hiding, maybe from the Russians, maybe from the Nazis, in some strange building with small doors. The corridors led to an underground bunker, where I turned into a woman (from Stirlitz) and was given some shoes. I got golden boots with red straps, but the local worker insisted that the orange-red pattern on my skirt didn’t match the red strap on the boots. I couldn’t understand why it mattered in a bunker, where the main thing was just to have shoes for walking. Suddenly, first one, then another – one after the other – shoes fell out of my armpit. I jumped in fright and made up some scary story, saying that someone had stuffed the shoes into my armpit so no one could guess I was Stirlitz.
May 1, 2007
It was a beautiful sunny day, like morning, but it felt like the soft colors of dawn… We walked along the ocean, but it was a narrow, long bay, very deep, almost like a chasm. The water was crystal clear, blue, bright, but it surged and came up to the edges of the chasm. The chasm was like a clay mountain, not steep. There was a small ledge, like a plateau, that could only fit two people. My father and I were walking and talking, and he pulled me onto this plateau. We went down (about a meter to the ground), and I got scared, saying I wouldn’t be able to climb back up. But he wasn’t scared. I immediately started climbing back up, to solid ground, and to my surprise, I made it. I helped him up too. I calmed down.
Just before waking up, I dreamt of a dormitory. My ex-husband, with whom we almost made love. I started recalling parts of another dream where I seemed to want to be together again, but he didn’t. I was surprised and thought, I don’t remember anything between these two dreams to suggest we got back together. Oh well.
Then I dreamt that I started jumping up and hanging in the air. It wasn’t flying; it was like I had no weight. I’d jump and hit my head on the ceiling. Then suddenly, I jumped and saw three familiar people coming toward me in the air. I walked toward them. My feet dangled a bit because there was nothing to push off of, but my mind quickly created resistance in the air at the moment of pushing off… Strange things I dream!
May 10, 2007
At first, it seemed like we were just friends… But she cared for me so much and “treated me like a fragile treasure” that I saw our friendship in a completely different light. She didn’t even care what her father might think when she hugged me, kissed me, and said, “God, you’re so sexy.” A wave of desire passed through me as a warm flow. I wanted to kiss her, love her, caress her… And of course, at that moment, I woke up to Cyndi Lauper’s gentle voice…
May 20, 2007
I dreamt of many different things. I lived in a room with a strange vacuum cleaner (actually, I didn’t live with the vacuum cleaner, it just lived in the room where I stayed), and in the middle of the room was a huge, strong spiderweb, which I tried to remove with the vacuum cleaner, but it didn’t suck up the web, and the spider got tangled in my hair. I laughed as I shook it out. Then men came in and started having sex with me, and I felt everything, even though I wasn’t awake (as often happens in the most interesting moments), and I even had a full orgasm (I assure you, all windows and doors were shut in my house at the time, so it was only in the dream). Then things got even more interesting. I was at a resort (sort of like Florida, but with mountains), and I dreamt I was sleeping when suddenly I was woken up. It was a man who loved me. He wasn’t particularly striking on the outside, but his love for me made him stand out. He came from somewhere (with his aunt, who was about our age), to finally meet me. Before this, he wrote me “I love you” and nothing else. When I woke up in the dream, he was sitting on my bed and said, “Good morning, I’m the one who wrote you ‘I love you’ and nothing else. I came to meet you.” I was still lying on my stomach, hugging a pillow. He leaned down and hugged me in such an interesting way, covering my body with his like a blanket. It felt so nice and magical! Amazing. Let these feelings come to reality. In the dream, it was sunny and pleasant.
May 24, 2007
Today I dreamt that I woke up because someone was knocking on my room door. I opened it, and HE was there. Without saying a word, he pushed me onto the bed, and… well, you know what happened next. Later, the same dream repeated. But from the second episode, I had a more vivid feeling. HE was completely special, maybe not even interesting. Neither outwardly nor inwardly. In the dream, I realized that I’d drunk a lot the night before and that HE had shamelessly taken advantage of the situation. And he didn’t use protection! I scolded him severely in the dream. However, the feelings weren’t exactly pleasant, but at least not unpleasant. When I woke up, I was relieved that it was just a DREAM.