Sticks in my bed

I was having a late dream, I had already been awake enough to check email and read all my internet stuff. It started with babies and clients, but then I got home, I guess. I was dreaming that I was making my bed, and was brushing some stuff off of it, like leaf crumbs or something. The more I brushed the more there were as I walked around the bed. Then I pulled back the covers and there was a pile of sticks there. They looked suspiciously like pretzel sticks to my awake and aware mind, because I have been snacking on those for a few days. But in my dream mind, they were definitely sticks.

I thought it was strange, and I asked my grandma (who suddenly was there - but had been talking to me the whole time I was making my bed) and she said it was because I had been in the park with her and her friends and we were having fun there.

then I woke up, and there weren't any crumbs, sticks or pretzels in my bed. I thought to myself, hmmm that would make a good novel, but now that hours have passed, I realize, there is no story here. Just weird.

My dreams are strange

The other night I woke up several times to look at the clock. Each time I said to myself "good! There's still enough time!" and went back to sleep. I have no Idea what there was enough time for.

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Last night I dreamed that one of my ex-clients had been painting - and his work was spectacular. He didn't know it though, and no one was encouraging him, so I did.

Then there was a baby still in diapers. It was a very smart baby that didn't want to wear diapers, so I told it all it had to do is go potty in the potty chair and it wouldn't have to wear diapers anymore. So, it did.

Then I was trying to help the clients put together some kind of bridge toy. I was trying to get it together when my step dad came and gave us some help. Suddenly we were outside and there was snow and mud on the ground. I kept thinking it should be really cold, but my feet and hands were very warm. When I woke up, my hands and feet were very warm.

I got married, then got shot

It started with a big beautiful grey house sitting right next to two little dumpy houses. A woman living in one of the little houses was over visiting me in the big beautiful gray house. She was telling me that I should never forget about the poor people who have to live in the small houses. I told her that my grandpa was living in the little house when he built the big house. She seemed impressed by that.

Then I went to my Fiance's house where his family was having me for dinner. His sister was testing me and I was not passing. She was asking me to do things her family had done for generations, but I had never seen those things being done, ever.

Then we went to get the marriage license, Allec Honc and me. That name put together meant something weird in the dream. I could see it clearly, which was so strange for me, I usually can't read in dreams. He was a little put off that I didn't know what his name was until that very moment that we were filling out the marriage license. But all was forgiven, because we were so desperately in love.

Then I woke up and went back to sleep.

I was looking for the right pajamas for DC. I was upset that I couldn't find them because everyone kept telling me they were right there. Then someone came up and said that a couple had been shot and were bleeding to death.

Allec and I were that couple. I was sitting at his bedside crying and begging him to be alright.

Then I woke up and got up.