Yesterday I dreamt that I had participated at an exhibition and sold two paintings . Then I was chased by professional assassins . Then my dog was flying in big in elliptical shapes . Last night I saw that I was with my friend D . She had a big camera and wanted to have our picture taken . She trusted the camera to a random girl that was passing by . The girl looked like a wealthy tourist so it seamed like the right person to ask for help . As soon as D . turned her back the girl started running with the camera . I saw her leaving before anyone else because I was the only one facing her at the time . I instantly started running after her but she got in a taxi . I focused and saw the license plate . I kept repeating it until I got to my friends and wrote it down . We found the taxi in a garage , in a dirty , quiet alley . We went inside and after following some badly - lit corridors we found the culprits . We attacked them and beat them a lot . I grabbed a small man and hit him so much he lost consciousness . I traded him for the camera . We left this place but I was a little bit worried that a ) we had started a gang war and b ) that they would file charges against us for hurting them so badly . I woke up . I just remembered ; I was at a hotel with P . and another couple that I suspect that they were P 's sister and her fiance . We were given a room for four and as we were about to unpack there was a knock on the door . A large man with a large floozy for a girlfriend were paying us a visit and inquiring about our political beliefs . I pushed them out . The fiance wanted to meet them but I yelled at him to stay were he was because our visitors were criminals that had not come over to have a discussion but terrorists that forced people to go on their side . The bullies tried to get through the other door , because the room had two doors , on the same wall but with some distance between them . I tried to push that door shut as well , but the second man kept it open with his foot . I pushed and pushed and managed to lock them out . After a while I checked through the peep - hole on the door and saw that they were not there any more , so I went outside to have a word with the hotel 's manager and ask why he let guest get terrorized like this . Instead I just talked to the concierge that was just as shaken as me . This girl led me outside . It was night and a convertible car was parked right in front of the gate . She suggested that we escape with it . I returned back inside , to get P . but saw my company leaving the room and carrying our suitcases . I asked if they had packed my stuff too and they said they had . I checked my luggage but could not find my dog ( a plush hush - puppy I sleep with since I was a toddler ) . The hotel thought there was a bomb in our room and a woman pulled a switch that was on a nearby wall and the contents of our room exploded and transformed into a single block of something that looked a lot like styrofoam . She gave it to me and told me that the essence of the dog was in it , but I still wanted the real one . I was working at a bar , or I had gone there on business , it is not clear . The bartender was S . and G . E . , a tutor I had in uni . , was co - owner . I was talking to S . and I trying to make him interested in me . My laptop was there and when other people approached the bar I got on Facebook . G . E . told me something about how my photos look troubling and that this is why I am not popular . He pointed out a few better ones . I asked for a cigarette and his advice on increasing my popularity but he left without giving any substantial advice . I asked S . for a Pina Colada in a paper cup because I had to go . Then I found a dog . It was beautiful . It was tall and dark - grey with blue eyes . It followed me home and I let it stay until I figured out what to do with it . I went to an apartment with P . I think it belonged to his friend M . We were cuddling in bed when P . told me he could not go for another round . He had a very funny expression on his face and looked like a duck . We decided to leave . I presented the new dog to him and asked him if we could keep it . My other dog I . was sitting on my other side and said that the new dog was very clever . They seemed to be doing fine . As I was collecting my things I thought that I should go downstairs and take a few books . I would need them for a tutorial I would give . I remember talking and saying " girls , we should take some of the books " . I was on the street , walking among a large group of people all of which were girls and most of which I knew . The new dog turned into a girl who told me her life 's story , how she had left her house and she had transformed into a dog . I complained that we should have taken the books and she said she would go as a dog to take them . P . and I were sent to prison after attacking people , during the carnival , with axes . We had not hurt anyone but we had crossed some sort of border and where we got , celebrating the carnival was forbidden . We were sentenced to three and a half years but we were sent to a mixed facility . Being in there was dreadful . The place was overcrowded and the guards were bullies . I was trying to paint and decided to mix the yellow and red paint in my mouth . I felt disgusted and I had to see a doctor . As I was searching for one I met an old friend of mine , E . . She was trying to take me to one but in the meantime my mouth cleaned by obsessive spitting and rubbing my teeth with my fingers . I wanted to let my mom know that I was there but could not contact the outside world . Then I thought that I should do my tax return in a few days and I was wondering how that would be managed if the state had no way of knowing that I was in prison . Would they give me a fine ? Perhaps if I got a document form the prison they would discard my fine . What happens to people with shops if they get sent to prison ? Where they allowed a few days to settle their obligations ? In this dream I had gone on vacation at some isolated village where I found a friend . He was a man I met a year ago and although I thought he was flirting with me I was told he was not interested in women . He was very polite and a charming fellow . He was exactly like that in the dream too , although what led us to being together is vague . I remember walking with him and visiting sights . The village was very rich and well taken care off and I sort of stuck out . Then I met another man , whom I liked less but he took me to a jewelry shop where he bought me a ring . It was night time and we gathered at a bistro and sat outside on the square . Both men were there . I had my eyes on the first man and wanted to get rid of the second . The first man kept staring at me and I back at him but the other fellow did not seem to grasp the situation . I returned home with the first man that hagged me and I sat on him on a chair . I told him the story of the second man and the ring and he said he would get me out of it . It was very nice being with him and I was wondering why had my friend M . told me that he would not be interested in me . I followed him at an opening in the forest where the villagers had set a theatre . They all acted and the villagers form the neighbouring village had come over . There was a conflict between the two villages and they stood facing each other ready for a fight . Then I travelled back in time and got to the beginning of the dream . I met the guy I liked and tried to explain the situation to him . I was aware that the moment of my departure , so as to travel back in time , was further in the future than the last moment I remembered staying in the village and I was wondering how and why it had happened and if it had to do with our relationship . I woke up I dreamt of a pool . I had been taken there and I was with other people , none of whom was my friend apart from Mi . We jumped into the pool but the cover was still on and thus we remained on the surface . I thought of going under but that would increase my chances of drowning . An old man managed to remove the covers from their positions and somebody took them away . Then , each of us was provided with a basket - ball , a tennis ball and some other gymnastics - related objects . I did not think that playing with all these objects would be particularly interesting and I just swam . I have never been in a pool and I was observing the density of the water . Swimming proved easier than I expected and I went to the deeper side , where I held the railing and chilled for a little . Next , we were asked to get out and collect the toys and our personal belongings . Some people had left things behind and I could not find mine . I also had to carry two laptops and I was wondering if my bag was waterproof and if I could swim to the other end of the pool . I put everything in one of these cage - like baskets on wheels that are used to carry groceries and walked . I got to the entrance of the building where the instructor was collecting the things we were bestowed with . I gave her mine but they had all shrunk in size , so that the basket - ball looked like a tennis ball . She made fun of me and then Mi . and I decided to go out for dinner . The restaurant was in the same building . Mi . had made reservations for her and her father but he came over just for five minutes and she offered me his place . The table was peculiar . It had a sort of built - in roof , decorated with real flowers . The food was a huge piece of lamb . I said that I don 't usually eat lamb but I would try it . It was not bad but it had a lot of fat and it took me a quite some time to prepare a fat - free bite . We talked and laughed and I pecked with my fork on her nose . Her skin split but no blood came out because it was cooked . I apologized for destroying the shape of her nose . A waitress came to our table and informed us that we were the last customers and that they would turn off the rest of the lights . I looked around and indeed the place was empty and dark apart from our table , that created the impression that it was the only one in an immense , dark room . Her father and grand - parents were there , but they were not hers but some people that reminded me of relatives of P . . From the basement I kept hearing the sound of dripping water . I went downstairs and saw that the ceiling was supporting an elaborate system of pipes and faucets , one of which was leaking right on a light - bulb . I went back upstairs and explained the situation . They said that the construction was financed by a stringy relative of theirs and that it was rapidly falling apart . I dreamt that I was at my hometown and I had just woken up . I left the house and got to the end of the block where I found a shop that sold children 's clothes . It was plain and old - timish . I noticed they had a special offer on Indian silks and I chose a skirt and two blouses . I took these to the cashier to ask how much they cost . There was an old man that was the shop - owner , a younger woman who was his daughter and two clients . They told me that the clothes I had chosen were originally very expensive but at a bargain price now , although they could not say how much exactly because their son and brother , accordingly , knew about this . I told them I did not have any money on me either but that I was a neighbour and that I would return . The man left and I stayed with the girl that was showing me clothes . I saw a skirt that was supposed to be the same as one I wore as a teenager and then I saw a blouse too . It used to be my favourite but I gave it to my mother . I explained that I have a sister and sometimes her , our mother and me , exchange clothes . I also told her I was a pilot . I was not but I was getting ready to pass some exams that were related to this profession . We walked between the rows of hanging clothes and got back to the door . There was a new desk , an old , long secretariat , dressed with an old , baroque fabric , where the old man sat and kept notes . I had to poop and got into a lift . I was carrying a large back pack which made things more difficult . As I was about to lower my trousers I reached the bottom floor and through the wobbly glass I saw a woman . I pushed the button to go back up before she opened the door and although I was still alone in there I decided to abort the mission . I returned home where I found the son and the daughter from the shop . The boy had come to show me some clothes and the girl had come because she wanted to meet my brother . This character was very vague . Sometimes he was P . and other times he was undefined . I was very sleepy but I had to study for the exam . I was lying under a sleeping bag on the couch and my eyes were shutting . Then I was at the bedroom . I had to get dressed to go to school because it was almost nine . In the other room , through the door 's wobbly glass I saw that the girl from the shop had curled up inside my brother 's bed and was waiting for him . I wanted to look at my back in the mirror and I closed the curtain . It was dark outside at that point . I thought that people could probably see through the curtain as I could see a neighbour that had just got out of bed and was putting on her brasier . I took off my pyjamas and found out I could also remove the lower half of my body . I observed my anus and genitalia and thought of pleasuring myself . I wondered if I would feel it if it was not connected to the part of the body where the head was . My anus started protruding and it grew teeth . I tried to finger my self but my vagina was too tight . I could feel it though . I decided it was getting very late and that I hadn 't studied enough . As a matter of fact I remembered nothing . I woke up . Last night , though , I saw a classic . I was at a museum in England , but it looked more like the lower side of Aristoteles square in Thessaloneke . The exhibition was very big and I was planning to spend my day there . Everything was fine . I found a nice bench and took my sketchpad out of my bag . Then , I had to go to the loo . I searched but could find no toilets for the public , so I got out , I crossed the street and paid a visit to the nearest cafe . It was a very classy place with expensive rotundas , flower vases and eccentric architecture . Yet the toilets were scarce there as well . I found one but it had been clogged . Then I found another but it was odd . There were no cubicles , just toilet seats , one next to the other . People were just waiting in a line outside the door , leaving one person to go in at the time . Inside was a couple . My need to urinate was so strong that I just went in and took a seat . I found it hard to start urinating as long as they were there but , although I am not entirely clear on that because I don 't remember the action as much as the sense of relief , I probably managed to empty my dream bladder . Then I got to a shop where I had to buy something so as to be a customer and thus it would be all right that I used their toilet . I took some gum in the colour of amber . When I was about to pay for it I realized that I had left all my things at the museum , unsupervised . I remember searching my pockets . I was wearing a large man 's shirt with chest pockets and nothing was in there . I pledged with the cashier and the security to escort me to the museum where I had left my bag . The cashier was cute , but reminded me of a christian fundamentalist for some reason . Then the narrative changed completely . I was in a car and I had made a cardigan that the cashier had ordered . I was going to deliver it to him . The car was still and I was in the front passenger seat but there was no driver . The car started moving , so I had to get to the driver seat but it was full of gift and shoe boxes . As the car was accelerating I threw the boxes at the back seat and sat on the wheel . I drove for a small distance but then I got to a busy intersection where I realized that my breaks were not functioning properly . They made the car slow down somewhat but did not make it stop . Luckily I was passing outside my uncle 's garage and got to stop somehow . From there , I did not get back to the car but got where I was going through an old storage space . I found the cashier in a room that was used by the full - time stuff for rest . I removed the vest he was wearing , that at that point reminded me of a bullet - proof vest , and helped him put on the new cardigan . I made fun of his hair and told him he looked like a chicken . Then I grabbed him by the waist and pretended to lift him up . He was so light I did indeed lift him up and turned him upside down and back to a standing position . Then I approached his face , and since he did not go away I closed my eyes and kissed him . When I opened my eyes it was not him I was kissing but another dude that was supposed to be an old acquaintance of mine . He was laughing a lot and made fun of me for liking the christian boy . I thought that I would not mind spending time with him either but pretended not to care , at least until he would stop laughing so hard on the little joke they had played on me . As we were standing there , talking , somebody shot him on the head . There was a hole in the middle of his forehead and bright orange light coming out but no blood . He remained conscious but lost his balance and fell back on the bed . I was stunned . I was with familiar people and I was supposed to go help a girl with her homework . It was a new job . I arrived at the building where she lived and got to the elevator but as I got in I realized that I had forgotten something and went back out . I returned ( I don 't know what took place in the in - between , I just have this mental image of me getting in and out of the lift ) and pressed the second floor button . It did not stop there but took me all the way up to the seventh , where I got out to a corridor and , through an open door , I saw a man working out in a gloriously sun - lit , spacious apartment . I went back in the elevator and tried to descend but as I was already moving , instead of the correct button , I pressed again the seventh floor one , that was right above the one I intended to press . The elevator was moving up and down and I could not get where I had to . I looked for the stop button so as to bring it to a halt and concentrate on giving the right demand to its electronic brain . The buttons multiplied , the cubicle was pulsing , the lights went dim and my hands were too shaky to press anywhere specific . In my effort to do so I was pressing random buttons and some of them seemed to get out of their sockets . The elevator started accelerating skywards and I almost screamed in panic , as the floors appeared to be increasing . Eventually it crushed through the ceiling and slid on the roof . The walls had transformed into car windows and I was on a car - seat with my seat - belt on . I thought it would never stop and I was wondering if I would fall off the rim . Luckily , I saw that I would most probably crush on the next building and avoid the dive . I passed by some thugs that were conspiring , on the roof , and pretended not to see them . When it came to a stop I took out my phone and tried to text message somebody to come to my rescue , but my fingers were too shaky and my phone was dysfunctioning . I had not been there for long , though , before a group of people came to my aid . They told me they had seen the elevator rising in mad speed and they had run . A nice girl helped me walk because I was trembling so much that I went off balance . Then I thought that I must have been so high up that the view should be spectacular . I looked on the side and what I saw was awesome . It was as if every view from above I have ever seen in my waking life merged to form this amazing landscape . It looked like Tibet and Machu - Picchu and Mordor and Nagorno Karabkh and every incredible metropolis landscape all at the same time . I was impressed . I was led to the ground and the scale of things was restored . There I met a guy I went to primary school with . He had grown up to be rather handsome although a little towards the plus size . His brother , though , was still a small boy , in my dream , and I would tutor him . The brother and I became close and we asked the brother if he minded waiting for me for a little in his room . I woke up . Posted by I saw that my previous boyfriend was in town , but then again , I must have been in his because he was about to go home . There was some issue with his folks and he asked if I would like to go there for supper . I felt a wave of nostalgia in the sound of this but declined the offer . Although I am sure this is the first part of the dream that I can remember , the order of the rest of the stories is mixed up . I remember a station . I was there with my dog I . . I had a lot of bags and backpacks with me . In the waiting room , with us , was an old pikey with black curly hair . He kept coming towards me and I thought he wanted to mug me so I told him that the dog bites . He continued moving dangerously close to us and I had to pull I . 's lease so that she would not realize my earlier threat . At some point he told me that there was no reason for me to be afraid because he was not a thief . I believed him and felt bad so I apologized warmly . After a while he started following me again so I had to tell him once more that he should keep his distance for his own good if he didn 't want the dog to bite his hand . I got home and I would sleep on a large bunker bed that was too high and in order to get there I had to climb a steep ladder . When I got to the top I had to grab the bed and jump on it because the distance was too great for my short feet . I got on easily after a couple of rehearsals . The ladder was new . My mom had it made by our neighbor who is a carpenter and she had asked for more stairs but he had made it just like the previous , inconvenient one . When I tried to get up there with all my baggage I realized it was impossible . I got off and sat on the toilet . P . was there and his cousin D . among other people . I pooped , right there , in front of everybody . I turned and flushed . Nobody cared . P . started taking a shower and I wanted to wash my hair . People started leaving the room . I was at another room in this house where a performance would take place . There was a group of young people who called themselves " slappers " or something of this sort . They gathered on a bench and started slapping themselves and each other . Then they climbed on each other and started humping . There were a lot of viewers but once the spectacle became voyeuristic they started leaving the room . A lean couple kept some distance but stayed there . The woman made gargling sounds as if she would be sick and then she excused herself . I could hear the orgy taking place but was prevented from staring directly . I returned to the first room and I could hear people talking , although I was alone in there . I went to the attached bathroom , that was D . 's and started washing my hair . I was sitting there , observing my breasts and pelvis . Then I checked the cabinet behind the mirror and found the electric board . It was shaped like a book and you could turn the pages . Buttons and writing were all jumbled . In one of the first pages I found the switch for the boiler . I was at a house that resembled my mother 's and I was about to leave when we heard loud voices from the outside and the gangsters crushed in . I was exactly by the door so I stuck to the wall and hoped that they wouldn 't notice me . The last man that came in saw me . I looked at his face and averted my eyes instantly because I thought that if I don 't see his face , none of their faces , they might let me go since I will not be a threat . I whispered " can I go ? " . He said that even if he allowed me there were more thugs outside guarding the place . I peeped and saw that there were , indeed , two more punks watching over the front door . The gangsters bullied us . The head of the clan looked like a young Al Pacino . He brought his face really close to mine to scare me . I made eye contact only for a second and then pleaded again " Can I go ? " . I have a small gap there but then , I had left this place and I was walking on a busy street and it was nighttime . I was trying to get as far as possible . A car pulled towards me and the driver was S . , a dude I fancied some ten years ago . He was not very tall but with very broad shoulders , dark eyes and sideburns . I got into his car and we made out . Later I was at a dingy bar when he called me . He asked if I was at home and sounded astounded when I informed him about my whereabouts . He said he was at the gym and that he would be late . I was cool because I did not really want a relationship with the guy , snuggling with him was enough , but he had insisted . I saw his car parking outside the window . I leaned forward and saw him . We were still on the phone so I asked if he was outside . He came in with a female friend of his . I asked him why he lied and explained I did not care for a commitment . We parted . Then I was at a stadium but I am not sure if there would be a music festival or a sports event . I met some acquaintances of mine and they told me that S . would be there too . I decided to avoid him because I was a little hurt , not because he left me , but because he had been lying to me . Everyone went inside , cheering , and I was left outside , alone . I walked and found myself again near the house with the gangsters . I was with a woman for whom I would do some work . She had a shop with an attic , where we went . In the attic I shaw a dark figure larking in the shadow . There were a lot of boxes and other old furniture so it was easy for one 's eyes to play tricks but I knew I had seen movement . The next time I went up there , despite my suggestions , her little girl followed me and got caught by the shadow that changed places with her , but only I could see it . To everyone else , even to the mother , nothing appeared different but when I looked carefully at the girl I saw that she was a zombie in the color of shadows . I wanted to help her change back so I tried talking to the mother . She had noticed differences in her child 's behaviour but only saw the zombie face after close scrutiny . Yet , she did not care much as long as she still had a child . In order to save the real girl I had to convince the dark impostor to lead me to her through the attic , but she refused . Unfortunately , my dream was interrupted by my dog 's barking . I think that it all started at my mother 's house . She was not there but my father was . It was morning and I was broke , so I was looking around in the house for change . I found some odd money and then under a piece of paper I found a fiver and some coins . He came near and I hid the money . I led him to the back yard where we would have coffee . We sat on the table and my grandfather and my old teacher of sculpture , F . , were there too . I had left my dog at the neighbor 's roof and I was worried about her , so I asked them If I could bring her to our yard . I called for her and waited . The neighbor 's children came to the edge and looked at me . Soon after I heard her running and then she jumped down to come to me . Latter , I was at a train station and I was carrying a green bag made of synthetic fleece . It was oddly shaped and I had trouble holding it . A woman approached me from behind and suggested that I empty my bag and leave it at a counter near by to be fixed . I told her I had a lot of things in it that I could not carry in my hands and she offered to help me . I was suspicious but somehow she convinced me to store some of my things at her house . At the next moment I was left alone in the middle of a city I had never visited before . I did not know how I had got there but I was vaguely aware it had to do with the woman 's advices . I was looking for an office of some sort , or a shop , but I had failed to find it . I was at a crossroads not knowing where I was or where I had to go . I wanted to get to the woman 's house to take my things . For a little while I panicked . I was totally lost and alone , broke and with no way to contact somebody . I searched in my pockets and found my phone and this made me feel somewhat more confident , so I decided to explore . I was walking around in the empty streets of this , otherwise beautiful , place and I took a route that would lead me higher up a hill . At some point I looked up and saw that the balcony above my head had filled with water and looked like a fabric , or a balloon that was ready to burst . I crossed the street and examined the whole building from a distance . My first impression was that it had just been built and that it was yet uninhabited . All the verandas were filled with water and the ceilings were hanging downward , about to break . I thought that it must have been because the mechanics had forgotten to add a drainage system . I also noticed it was raining a lot , although I did not feel wet . Then , through a window I saw lamps and furniture and realized that people must have recently moved in there . I kept walking and eventually I got to a more central part of the town where I met my sister . I asked her if she would like us to go out together later for a drink , but first I wanted a coffee , although it is not a habit of mine to drink coffee so late in the afternoon . We walked together and got into a club . People were dancing to psychedelic trance and I was a bit off - put . I saw my friend D . with her boyfriend M . and thought that I might return to meet them later . For the time , I avoided them and passed to the next room . My sister and I agreed to go home first so that I could leave my things and then return to this district but first she wanted to wee . I stood outside the toilet and waited . Two long - haired guys that looked like students and a girl were standing in front of me and one of them asked my name . I thought he was talking to somebody behind me because his eyes were focused somewhat to my left and further back . He reached out with his hand and I realized it was me he was talking too . I made small talk and tried to explain that the large pillows I was holding were my work . They lost their interest soon , as expected , and left me alone . My sister was taking too long a time and I took my phone out to call her but could not find her number . I decided to look inside . A wave of people came outside , as if they were evacuating the building . I looked again and saw that there was a large empty room and on the opposite wall there were many doors that led to long corridors . People were coming out of the corridors as if from a water slide and there was my sister with her roommate M . . She told me she wanted to stay because M . had told her that now was the best time and that later it would not be as much fun . I was tired and disappointed and really needed a coffee and somewhere to leave the things I was carrying . I thought that I would prefer to sit at a small , rustic , corner restaurant I had seen . I woke up . Posted by I was participating in a cooking contest that would ensure my acceptance in the school of Fine Arts with a scholarship . I was supposed to have gone through the same process a few years earlier when I studied sculpture . Things were different than I remembered . For example , in the past there were post - its everywhere with instructions on what to do and what was prohibited , all the meals had to be cold and the participant would only present one dish to the judging committee on the final day . Now we could use the cooker , no description of our scopes was available and we would submit one dish per day . The first few days I was just walking around , not even getting in the room where I was supposed to be cooking and taking advantage of the general slackness . A tall , overconfident , boy was constantly bragging . To sat him up I mentioned that I had already completed a few fine art courses . On the last day I decided to do something spectacular . I thought that since I had presented nothing yet I could only make a cake to reach to the judges ' hearts without having to prepare a full meal . I was inspired but a mini croissant . This was my answer ; I would make a huge croissant covered in milk chocolate that would taste supreme ! I took my sister and went to the supermarket and there we got lost . I don 't know if I ever completed the cake but I do remember finding my sister . Then I was on a train with P . and I . , our dog . There were many small children around and although I . was calm I was afraid that one of the little ones would do something to piss her off and she would react violently . We got off the train and got to a porch above a garage . P 's friend A . appeared . Bellow us a car parked and a woman got off . She was about to take some shopping bags from her trunk when I . went after her . P . was also there but he did not seem to be aware of the danger . I . had turned into a boy with a muscly hunch - back , a striped sweater , a neck as big as a tree trunk , and large claws . She looked very aggressive and was moving with big paces towards the lady with the bags . I was frightened and amused at the same time by the scene . I tried to call at them , at P . to restrain the dog and at the woman to get in her car . I . went close and made a growling sound . She looked funny indeed with all these muscles and on two legs , although still with the basic proportions of a dog , and a green and blue striped jumper . The woman fell back on her car but I . did not go any closer . I had completely forgotten her name and could not call for her . I woke up . Posted by In my dream I was still a student at the university . At the beginning I was at my mother 's house , in the living room with the blue couches , with my friend M . . She committed suicide by taking poison there on the couch . She had no clothes on and she fell . I was amazed by my lack of feelings . I was annoyed by how untouched I had been by her death . I left her there and went to see my mother who was working in the basement . A lot of time passed before I informed her about the corpse upstairs . My mother suggested that we called the deceased 's folks . I led her to the dead body , that had been by now covered with clothes and objects randomly left on the couch , and I showed it to her . At that moment it stirred and came back to life . I embraced her and started crying , although my feelings were still a bit shallow . I packed my bags and went to school because I was to meet an old friend , E . , whom I haven 't seen for many years . I was in the studio , waiting , when my friend I . showed up . I called E . and she said she would not make it because she was fucking . I got angry with all of them . I had no reason to get angry with I . but somehow I did . I started putting things back in my bag . I . would also leave and we could take the same bus but seeing me so pissed - off she hesitated to ask . I did not mention anything either because I thought that we could walk separately but we might meet at the bus stop and travel together . I left my blue calendar behind . Before I left I wanted to go to the loo . The toilet had big glass windows with curtains but they did not provide adequate isolation . In the corridor I met a dude I knew from primary school although we had never been friends . I asked him in a manner that did not take no for an answer to come with me in the toilet so as to block me from the view of passers by . I almost pushed him inside , made him sit with his back towards me and put all of my things at his back . A woman nocked on the door to ask what we were doing in there . I explained the situation and she left us . I tried to wee but nothing came out . The guy turned his head towards me and I asked him not to look . I took notice of his feet and commented on the fact that they were really small , like girl 's feet , just slightly bigger than mine . He said that they were truly small for men 's feet . I kept moaning about my friends and how they kept betraying me , even the one that died at the beginning of the dream , why had she chosen my couch to die on . Eventually the dude turned towards me and we started talking about friends . I still could not urinate . He flushed so that the sound of water might help me . I said that trying to pee without touching the toilet seat was very hard , especially with an unfamiliar audience . I put some toilet paper on the seat so as to sit on it but still not a drop . Somebody knocked on our door and informed us that we should leave the premises because an anti - terrorist group would scan the building . I made a last , fruitless effort and got outside . I almost fell on the leader of the group . He was a man from eastern Asia . He opened my backpack and found a big bag of flour I had bought for my mother . He asked what it was and I said it was flour . He sliced the bag open and put his tongue inside . I seriously disliked that . After verifying the content himself he let me have it . A woman took me with her in the kitchen to purify my flour with a cool machine that used the centrifugal force . It was interesting to look at . She also gave me candy , since wI took my things and got going . Nobody was there to escort me to the bus stop . I walked by my self and I was hoping my friend I . would be waiting for me . I woke up with an image of a baby 's head whose hair resembled small flowers and looked like a drawing by Quino . Posted by I dreamt that it was christmas and an acquaintance of mine , D . F . , whom I am very fond of , had given me his shop to sell my things . I had done fine but moments before I closed I got robed . I did not loose all my money though , thus I could repay him . I called him but our conversation was interrupted by pauses , hence I was not sure about the place where we would meet . I did not know the town well enough either but I met my friend E . and she would help me . We were walking around and I had my dog with me . We passed by a bar where we met the guy 's sister . She said that to get where her brother was we would have to get some means of transport . We continued walking until the dog got tired and I had to carry her . We were a long way from home . I saw a large and complex , cutting edge design , bridge that would lead us close to our destination but my friend did not want to go that way , which was why we continued walking underneath it . We came to a vacant square and then she understood where the bridge led . By the time we met D . it was very late . He asked how it had gone and I responded that it had gone well apart form the robbery incident . I understood that he expected me to give him a percentage of my earnings as some sort of rent . I was alright with this but did not know how much I should give him . I must have waken up . I had plenty to drink last night and my sleep was upset with a lot of images , but they have all left my head by now . Posted by In my dream I saw A . , P . 's friend . It was very early in the morning when he came over . I had just received a message from a place where I had applied for a job and I was trying to call them . A . was terribly hungry and , since I did not rush to his assistance , he was about to cook pasta . I managed to get threw to my new employer , who sounded like a gentle woman , but after apologizing for calling so early in the morning and before I managed to book an appointment with her we were cut . A . was causing mayhem in my kitchen . The water was over - boiling and he put a whole packet of pasta in the pot . I kept calling and at the same time I was telling him off in a low voice so that if somebody picked up the phone on the other side they would not think I was hysterical . A . left without eating but as cheerful as always . I was looking at all this pasta , not knowing what to do with it . Simultaneously I was on the phone , making excuses and arranging time schedules . I got there and saw it was a sort of rehabilitation centre . All my colleagues seemed fine . We were at the yard , that reminded me of a golf course , laughing and fooling around , waiting for the patients and our supervisors . A woman arrived somewhat later than the rest and we decided to get intimate . We got under a blanket and I was laughing a lot . She got on top and when her pubic hair touched mine I covered it with my hand . I have a small gap of memory there but then I saw that I returned to my house , that was a nice loft and nothing like my real house , where I met my mates because at that point I was a young dude with a slight , constant , hang - over . I laid on my bad and they made fun of my situation . Subsequently , we all went out and started playing with toy cars , although we were all to big to fit in them . One of our friends , that had got lost earlier in the house , showed up with all of his skin covered in black paint . We told him that we did not appreciate his joke but we used some specific , non - sensical phrase I no longer remember . I dreamt that I had an appointment with my mother at the local farmer 's market . I arrived first , very early in the morning . I was at a stall that sold turnips and parsley . A woman was chopping turnips that looks like a pile of weeds and selling them in portions per serving . There were a lot of people waiting . I was watching her and I was wondering how much I might need because she was giving big quantities and I knew I needed less . I was among two stalls and I turned towards the one with the parsley , to listen to what they were talking about . A mentally challenged , large woman in a red sweater and bright hair blew air in my ear with a plastic straw . It hurt a lot and I started yelling at her , saying that it really hurt and that she shouldn 't do this to everyone because people like me , with sensitive ears , experienced a lot of pain . I was holding my ear and asked for parsley . I put my hand in the muddy vegetables , chose the the strand I wanted and gave it to the seller . I got little brown snails on my fingers . They gave it to me in a paper bag but not the kind that is used at the grosser 's but the sort they give you at quality shops . I turned towards the other side and asked for turnips for two people . They wanted to give me 4 - 5 portions but I said that 2 would be enough . People were staring at me and I felt uncomfortable . They put my turnips in a bad like the previous one , although this time it was a small blue one and the other was deep red . I said I did not need two bags and put all my vegetables in one . Then I thought that , because I was dressed nicely - I was wearing a skirt - they thought I was one of these people that did not want people to know that they do their own shopping , so they gave me these bags so that people will think I had bought clothes or that it was a present . It was so early that I had not have coffee yet , or gone to the loo . I walked towards the cafe district . The places that looked the nicest already had a lot of customers and I wanted some privacy so as to go to the toilet . I noticed a man that looked familiar . I decided to go home . As I was walking I saw the man pass by me in a blue car . He parked it near my house . When I got there he was getting off it . From his body language I knew he wanted to go to the toilet too . Yet he came near me and we made small talk . Then two big , muscular dogs showed up . They were very tall and aggressive and moved towards me . They barked and tried to bite and I got nervous . I decided not to show it and I made a big step and a loud sound . They backed off a little but then they came at me again . My mom 's dog came to my rescue but they bit him and he left me . They tried to bite my arms but they did not really close their teeth so as to hurt me . I pulled out my keys from my pockets and with trembling hands I opened the door . I was in the kitchen when the man with the blue car came to visit me . He was in the construction business and I needed his help because our house was falling apart . The bottom of our kitchen cupboards was so infested with mice that they made a commotion . I wondered how my mother managed to sleep in there . She showed up and I introduced the man to her . She had a confused look . I looked outside and saw that he had many bulldozers parked across the street with is logo printed on them . They were white and the logo was in black , red and blue and perhaps a little bit of yellow . I got back in and lit a cigarette . The smoke went through a little pipe to the rats inside the cupboard . I got a clear view of a contraption they had made to collect the cigarette fumes from outside and smoke them in a concentrated form . Once they inhaled they went nuts , in a cartoonish way . They were pink and large - headed with bulging eyes and funny teeth . It was hilarious . I woke . Posted by There were a lot of people doing different undefined things . I was doing nothing in particular so I was looking for somebody to assist . I met some people that were in the middle of a photo - shoot . One looked like , or had the same attributes to be precise , with a man I knew when I was in the university . He was an old graduate that showed - up from time to time to talk to one of the tutors . The other might have been a christian - orthodox priest . They lacked some props and I remembered storing things like these in the labyrinthine storage rooms of my father . I went round and got in from the main entrance . There were attached rooms that apart from the doors that linked them had separate doors that led to the yard too , but they were so stuffed with things that sometimes these exits were blocked . I took a long breath and moved from one room to the next , turning on the lights in each one by old industrial switches . I 've always been fond of these small , green boxes with a small black ball at the end of the lever . My research for props was successful . I found old clothes and vintage sunglasses and some balloons . I put three of these in my mouth and tried to hold my breath until I got out . I could not hold it for that long and I , accidentally , swallowed them . The photographer was very pleased with my findings but , once I told my father I had swallowed balloons he became furious . I said I would try to vomit and I went looking for a toilet . It was then I found myself in the hospital . It was a massive building with a lot of hidden doors , odd staircases and half floors . I was searching but I could not find the toilets . When I did they were too dirty even for puke . Eventually I got from a half - hidden passage to a room that had small , wooden cubicles with this function . I got into one and pushed myself to be sick . My efforts were fruitless . I gave up and headed back . It must have been at that moment that my scenery changed into the exhibition facility . A very large show was up and I met some people that I used to see often but had never been acquainted with . We started chatting and I was explaining how I chose to become an artist instead of a silversmith . Then we were talking about older shows and then I saw that N . , a dude I know , was also showing his work there and I was very curious to see what he had been up to . Instead I woke up . It had been an hour since I turned off the alarm clock and I was barely in time to wake my partner , so that he wouldn 't be late for work . I am afraid that there are important bits and pieces of this dream missing but this is all I can recall . Posted by My dream was awesome . I saw that P . and I had gained superpowers after some incidents . I don 't remember what sort of powers they were , although I know they were connected with the possession of an object . Some people that were like vampires were after us and we were traveling from city to city . We visited a rural town where we stayed at the house of some old relatives . They had an odd little son . So little as to fit into one 's palm . Everyone had gone to a christening and they left us alone with the child . P . was standing next to him and I went near . There were flowers and behind us there was one of these old furniture people have to show their brick - a - brack on them . The child pretended to meditate and when we were not looking he moved in big paces among these old knick - knacks . I lifted him and put him closer to us but he did the same . Then we left this place and were in a corn - field . Somehow we got separated and I was lured by the vampires at their place . I think that at that point my ability was to change faces . I was a man but they knew who I was and the super - villain asked one of his men to catch me and turn me into a vampire too . I saw the creature 's canine teeth grow . They were ugly but not pointy . I thought that his bite must hurt a lot . I managed to escape by a last face - swap and I run to meet P . again . He was at a hospital and had our magical object with him . At some point I saw that we were sitting in a dimly lit hospital bed and we had merged . I had been cut in half and my bum was missing but we could transform into one person , although P . was intact . Our nurse came over and told us we had a visitor . During my last face - swap I had brought a man with me who was now leaving from a basement knowing he was our enemy but too dazed to catch us . Then the super - villain came into our room . He had something ours and a black extension cord he plugged into his mouth . He was a very tall man , with broad shoulders and short hair . He had charged himself enough to do great damage . P . asked me to save whatever it was we had that made us special . I took it and run . I found a door with a very big golden knob . Behind it there was another door , more regularly shaped that led to the garden . I crawled on the floor and spotted a creature . I captured it and saw it was a bird that was very small and fat . Usually , when you catch a bird it feels very small and fragile but the one I found was so fat I could not feel its skeleton . Its belly was featherless and gray . It had great , big eyes and its colours varied from red to yellow with a warm orange as the dominant one . I knew I had to keep it . I was walking on the streets with my bird in my hand and my hospital clothes . It was like a touristic yet nice district without traffic and swerving roads . I thought I saw P . . It was indeed him and we went to a shop where we met more people like us who told me we were all being persecuted and we would have to get to a sort of colony . Then I was at a crowded crossroads and I might have been with my sister . The bad guys were after us but there were so many people around they could not really harm us . We had to catch the bus 115 . We were approaching a station of double decker buses . We were in a hurry to catch it before the villains got to us . We crossed a road and they were left behind because a bus passed in front of them . Eventually we got on and although it was not the 115 it proved to be the right one . Lots of odd people were in it . I saw a familiar old lady with a strange yellow animal that resembled to a cat . The bus was very narrow and in the upper floor there was only one row of seats in each isle . All the seats faced toward the centre . I took one . Apparently we were all fugitives and not well aware of one another . Another old lady asked me about the existence of some unexpected creature . The bus started and I woke up . Posted by In my dream , I saw we were drug - dealers without our knowledge and that we were almost caught by the police . Then I was at a house that might belong to a relative , where I met a supposing third cousin of mine whom I thought to be quite attractive . I went to work and I saw him again as I passed by an office , talking to the directress of the establishment . On my way to the classroom I met a student that had just woken up . He was still in his bed . I went inside and sat by his side . He took some medicine from a strange container . I asked but did not understand what his medical condition was . I left and found myself wondering in a large city . I was at a crossroads and I wanted to go to a district of which I was entirely unfamiliar . I checked my pocket and touched my oyster - card . It was still daytime at that point , but the next thing I remember is going down the opposite direction at dusk and the place looking vaguely like the public square above the train station of my hometown . I returned home and met my cousin again in the living room . I took a good look at him . He was tall , nicely built , with bright eyes and light - coloured hair and he wore a fluffy old - fashioned sweater . I was positively attracted to him . Subsequently I dreamt I was walking round the house and I reached his room . I went in and laid next to him in his bed . I remember thinking that all I wanted was some cuddling , that I was not in love and that it didn 't matter that we were related . I kissed him and did not like the texture of his mustache on my lips . Eventually I got out of the bed and started thinking that I really wanted to cuddle in bed with somebody . I woke up and found my regular cuddling material sleeping peacefully next to me . I had an awful soar - throat and I got up to make some coffee . Posted by P . , me and an unidentified guest were at our apartment and about to go to sleep when we were attacked by a ninja . He terrorized us and chased us round the house . Then he laid down to sleep on the couch and we took his katana and killed him . He looked more like a medieval samurai than a ninja . He wore black , a big helmet and an armour that was very wide on the shoulders , so as to look gigantic . The dead samurai was lain there on my couch , with his helmet still on and the sword protruding perpendicular from his chest . We were still in the dark but we thought of checking out the window to see if any of our neighbours had seen something . Strangely , and despite the late hour , everyone was there . The people who live in the apartment right across from ours had a lot of guests in black suits and frocks , who were sitting as if in a theatre balcony but appeared to be looking somewhere further to the left . We leaned outside our balustrade to see if there was something that pulled their attention . At the same time we noticed there were people on the balcony right above who were also attracted by the same spectacle . It was a film projection on the wall of a tall building . It had no special interest for us so we jumped over the porch and climbed to the attached construction . The guest transformed into I . , a dude I was fond of some time ago , and we found ourselves in a vacation house with thick lawn . He pulled a chair and we sat there , side by side . He was talking about something extremely interesting but I have forgotten what it was . I kept thinking I wanted to do him and the tension was building up nicely . And then I woke up . Posted by I was with my friend M . in my dream . I had visited her at her house where she lived with her brother and her father . We were sitting and smoking in the balcony . I had to go inside and when I was returning to the porch I saw I was not wearing something from the waist up so I put on my purple coat and moved towards the door . The brother interrupted my course and I was annoyed because this meant I would have to talk to the father and I did not want to do this . The brother told me that the father had said that he owed me something he actually owed to my parents from a long time ago . I replied that it had been so long that it no longer mattered . Two friends of M . came over and we decided to go see the carnival parade because it was night time already . Then we were walking on the street among other people and fires were burning in barrels at the pavement . I was talking to one of the new girls while we were holding hands . She mentioned something about sister Berta ( a nurse from a book I am currently reading ) . I woke up . I dreamt I was staying with K . and his new girlfriend for a few days . I haven 't met her but , in my dream , she was very nice . I cooked for them and we had a meal on the porch . We made a lot of jokes and we laughed a lot . Then we took the plates to the sink and they went to their room . Later we were walking at a pier and P . was there too . P . and K . were wearing the same outfit . I think it consisted of a t - shirt , a cardigan and - that I remember clearly - checked trousers in shades of pink . The girl was wearing something matching and I knew I had the very same clothes in my closet . I thought it was a fortunate coincidence that I had not put them on this day because we would look absolutely ridiculous . I remembered that I had seen P . 's parents dressed exactly like this . I made fun of them for looking so similar . K . 's new girl mentioned that the sex they had on Sunday was better that on Saturday . Next I saw that some of P . 's friends , from P . , had visited us . We gathered in an old storage place to smoke . It was a dimly lit room with an old sofa in the middle and closed boxes on the walls . Somebody asked if K . had been a god boyfriend to me and if there was anything that I might want to let the new girl know . I said that people 's behavior varies according to their mates . I went out and when I came back in the company had changed . New people had arrived and others were gone . It was my turn to smoke so I stood next to the person holding the cigarette . He turned and I saw it was S . . I reached out but he bypassed me and gave it to a fatso that was sitting on the couch . I protested and we straggled a little . Eventually he gave it to me and we started chatting . He was trying to kiss me but I avoided his mouth because I thought P . was there . He was there indeed , on the couch , but he was not looking towards us . S . asked me what would I do if he tied me up , threw me on the floor and screw my brains out , as the rumor has it . I tried to be discreet and tell him that this was neither the time nor the place and that we should meet another time so that he can keep this promise . Unfortunately , just then I woke up . : ( Posted by I had this dream of agreeing to commit mass suicide . P . 's visits to the hospital were not for his hurt leg but for chemo - treatments instead . Yet his hair was intact and he seemed to be doing nicely . His parents and sister and her fiancee talked us into killing ourselves . We would all fall from a cliff . We would start by crawling on a protruding tree - trunk and when we got half way across it we would just let go and fall . The time was coming and I decided I didn 't want us to die , so I said so to P . . I told him that his folks can do as they please but that I thought it would be wrong for us to fall and die . He agreed to live and said that he had to inform his parents for our decision because in this case they might want to live too . I was not so sure if I wanted to provide this sort of information to them . I also saw that I was trapped in a building , which is a reoccurring theme in my dreams . As always the building was massive and overpopulated but I can 't be more specific . My mother might have been there . I don 't know . In another dream I saw I was with P . , his sister and her fiancee . They had come for a visit but we were not at our house either . We might have been at a summer resort . They brought us food and wet clothes . I gathered all our food supplies to make plans for the days to come and I saw I had been making a rocket salad everyday for a few days , but it was not eaten , so I kept it and made a new one every new day . We also had raisins , lima beans and other pulses . I spread all of them on a blue metallic table and I accidentally mixed them . I was sitting there by the fiancee , whom I am not particularly fond of , I had hacked into an ATM and I was using it as a television . I had purchased new leggings and they had some unexpected decorations , bellow the foot , and I was chewing them off . I was wearing them at the time so I had to have my uncle near my mouth . In this posture I was looking at the ATM and occasionally making small talk with him . Despite my negative feelings for our company I was having a good time . Everything was peaceful . Then I was inside , talking to the sister . She was telling me that one day she had become very tired of working in the lab and that her fiancee had picked her up and they got married in a small chapel . I told her it sounded nice and she asked how was it nice , as if she was not impressed by anything . I told her it was kind of romantic . I opened my eyes and saw that it was time to get up . My old , faithful alarm clock broke and the one I am using now does not have a snooze option , so one can 't pledge for five more minutes of sleep . I think that for my name day I 'll get me a new alarm clock . I like alarm clocks , as objects , although I am not happy to be waken up . I think alarm clocks look nice . Posted by " Iamvlichos used to be such a small village , with just ten people at first " . I do not know the rest of the story because I woke up . My bladder was very full and I couldn 't trick myself to go back to sleep . I dreamt of dogs . I was with P . 's sister , who was feeding crisps to them and I was afraid that mine would attack the others to get all the food . I also dreamt that I was going to a summer resort with a scooter that , in order for it to work , the custom was to place a huge rolled banknote on the back of it . When I got there - it might have been Iamvlichos ( like the philosopher Iamblichus ) - I was all alone . I was wondering what to do with the scooter , until I decided to take back my money since nobody would know or see anything . Later , or right afterwards , I heard the voice of a female news - anchor say the phrase with witch I opened this story . Posted by In the the summer I find it quite easy to wake up at the break of dawn . In the winter , on the other hand , it feels almost like a sacrilege to leave my warm slumber before the sun has come up . Today , I had to get up while it was still dark outside . As I was searching for clothes , in my closet , in the dark , I thought I got a " smell " that reminded me of my life before I finished school , and I wondered if it is a characteristic winter morning smell , or if the process triggered the memory of it . I remember talking to people and organizing something like a festive play for our work environment . We were at a garage and for some reason I was pissed off . On my way out my path was blocked by a car that parked in front of me . I started yelling at the driver to move back a little so that I can pass but instead he got off . I became very angry and I threatened to make a dent on his car with a small tin of paint I found near by . He challenged me to realize my threat and I did . I made the hood of his car cave in . He asked why I didn 't do the same on the side as well , so I marked his door too . Then I went to work . Although it was an office it looked a lot like a shopping mall from the 80s . I took the escalator and got to the door . Nobody was there , the lights were out and there was a note on the door to inform employees that we would be working part - time from now on . More girls arrived and gathered behind me . We were looking at the note wandering what was going on and why had we not been previously informed . As if updating us on our work status with a single note was not enough , it was written on an ugly , blue , girly memo pad , with comic sans , which is one of the ugliest fonts . Apparently , a girl called " Aeroneke " had left it for us . I woke up thinking of this name . I don 't think it exists . Perhaps I 'll dream of more interesting things tomorrow . Posted by I dreamt of P . . We had gone for vacation to his home town and his aunt gave us the keys to a cabin they had in the woods . We got there and I decided to take a bath . The bathroom had a specific old - times atmosphere . It was a cubic room with a medium size bathtub . Its shape was rectangular with rounded edges and it might have had a blue line running near the edge , although this could also be the design of the wall . The dominant colors were an old - school light blue and a light but warm yellow . Everything that was white once had faded to the color of sugar . I was taking a shower . The level of the water was rising in the bathtub although I had not plugged it . Then , quite abruptly , it all went down the drain but instead of going wherever bath - water goes to rest , it flooded the floor . I thought that there is a blockage in the pipes and called for P . . I saw the water almost reaching the door but , fortunately , it was approximately 30cm above the level of the ground . He came to me and then , between the bathtub and the corridor where P . was standing , the ground became deeper and filled with water . P . said there was nothing he could do and we leaned towards each other above the pool that just formed and we kissed . Afterwards we were outside . The landscape was nice and serene , with thick but low vegetation in the darker shades of green . His aunt came over to pick us up because his father was looking for us . He had become so mad with our absence that he had intentionally fallen ill and refused to be treated in a hospital . P . got into his aunt 's car and I went inside to make our suitcases and lock the doors , so that could leave . I realized I had too many suitcases with me and I kept finding more clothes , some used and some freshly washed and dried . It took me longer than I expected and by the time I had collected everything I was carrying more that I hoped for . Then I started locking things . I realized I had a lot of keys and along the way I found padlocks . I was about to lock the kitchen cupboard , that was made out of rough wood , painted blue and obviously worn out , when an old man , some old relative , showed up . As I was trying to explain who I was and what I was doing there , without stopping fixing the locks , P . and his aunt came over to see what was taking me so long . D . shoed up and informed us that a new dog had killed their cat . I woke up and stayed in the bed for a little longer . When I decided I had to get up I had the phrase " the scariest part was that the driver was freaked out " . Apart from the knowledge that it referred to a school bus I can gather nothing else about its origin . P . and me were at our house , packing a few things to go on vacation when it took place . They barged into our houses , grabbed people , beat them up and trapped their faces in metallic masks . People panicked and were trying to flee the country . They were too cruel for anyone not on their side to take the risk to stay here and resist . I was in a room that reminded me of my old room in my mother 's house . The door opened and a girl with aryan features and red , glowing eyes smiled at me with malice . She had a pen with a sharp edge and tried to pinch my hands . When I figured out what she was trying to do I resisted . Somehow I managed through our straggle to lead her to a main building where I thought I might find someone to help me . Indeed , I found a prisoner before a fridge and he hit her on the head and hid her in there . I heard on the street that they infected people with HIV . They imported members from other countries and gave them our apartments . They also gave their members better houses than they already had . A guy with his big , pregnant Aryan wife came to leave in ours . He was acquainted with some old friends of mine . He said he had chosen to leave in my house because he and his wife liked my art . They would turn my room into the baby 's room . He also informed me that my friends N . , A . and G . with her boyfriend had all been made members . I though about it as an option for a little while . Perhaps if we all joined we might be able to forma group for resistance and fight them from the inside . Quick decisions had to be made . I packed as little as possible in a back pack and left everything else behind , knowing that the chances of getting my old life back were little . We hit the road , making a last effort to head to the boarders . Lots of people were traveling this way . I was thinking that with the enemy having access to social media it would be really easy to track us down . We started climbing a mountain when I got a view of the city from above and I was also moving towards the centre of it , like a long traveling from a helicopter but I was not on one . It felt more as if I was hanging from a crane . I saw people hiding on roofs when an already existing resistance made their first crucial hit to the party 's satellite . I saw the prison - masks break and the prisoners , free but exhausted , falling on the floor . I went back to my house . The Aryan woman , holding her newborn in her hands , gave me a disgusted look . At the back of her fat neck she had a black pillowy implant that resembled the foamy pillows of headphones . She would definitely grab the first opportunity to turn me in and no one would believe I was a supporter , and even if I claimed to be one , how could I act with such cruelty ? These people killed without a glimpse . I would not be a very convincing member . Neither would my eyes burn red for their cause . I saw I was at a party . I had just started going out with a very tall dude and he was there too . I was sitting at a table next to V . , M 's old boyfriend and brother of my old friend N . He was very nice to me and we talked a lot . On the next day when I met my boyfriend he told me that we were over . At that point another girl was there who was also a member of this relationship . We said simultaneously " No , why ? Stop ! " and tried to hug him . Then she disappeared and I was left alone with him . He told me I had been too flirtatious and that he would not tolerate this behaviour . On the one hand , I liked being with him , on the other the thing he said sounded like absolute bullshit , so I let him go . After all , I had met a lot of people the previous night that were really nice to me . Then I was with P . at his house with his sister and his cousin . We would go to the sea and I did not have a swimsuit . P . 's sister told me she had one for me and one for D . . We put them on and D . 's was too small and mine too large , although in reality I have bigger boobies than her . I thought of asking her to exchange but people were just moving around too fast and I could not get the time . I woke up . I had tried to wake up early , at 8 o ' clock I had opened my eyes and checked the time to be precise . I thought of staying there , under the warm covers just for a couple of minutes but I fell asleep again and got up at half past nine . Winter makes waking up hard , and my dreams were not that exciting either . Perhaps I should go back to bed but I won 't . Posted by I dreamt of my friend M . I cannot recall the beginning of the dream but I remember leaving a place with a lot of young people , like a squat or a residency , and visiting a vacant building across the street . There , on the back of the house she had moved her bed . She had created a warm , secluded space , behind an old wooden closet . There was her bed covered in colorful quilts and once we got there , her cat came out to greet me . Then , from under the quilt came a big black friendly dog . I did not know she had it because I always thought of her as a cat person . We were talking about her knew abode when we heard voices of people that wanted to see that house as prospective buyers . This is as far as this story went . I also dreamt I was with my sister . We were at an older relative 's house and I wanted to masturbate , so , when no one was watching I stuffed something down there . As I was about to start people came in the room and I had to stop . There was on old wooden closet in this dream too . I took some colorful pieces of fabric from there . They were supposed to be from an old - fashioned summer dress . I searched and found the rest of it . I thought it would be cut in small rugs but it was all right . Apparently they had just made it smaller . I put it on and , although the size was right it made me look very chubby and full of curves . I did not especially like that but the pattern on the fabric was awesome . It was in bright red , combined with a nice shade of blue and other colours in smaller quantities . The pattern was organic and it matched perfectly the shape of the dress . This is as much as I remember from this dream . Pretty inconclusive , ain 't it ? That 's the thing with dreams . Posted by I dreamt of S . . First I saw I had gone out with P . and some people from his work and somebody that looked a lot like S . was with them . He reached for my hand and held it . It was very nice . I felt excited and hopeful , all those feelings generated by a new flirt . I liked the touch of his skin and his temperature . I think some people noticed but nobody mentioned anything . We were sitting on a table , outside because the weather was warm . It was an easy - going summer night . Next , I dreamt I was at my sister 's and her friends were there . We would go out and I was waiting for them to get ready . They showed up with food in their hands . I became angry because I , too , was hungry and did not want to wait for them to eat first . P . was there . I took him by the hand and we left . We went to a bar . I had left a large jar of mandarin tea at a corner and I squeezed through some people to get it . A girl talked to me and I smiled at her . Then I dreamt of S . again . I was at my hometown , at my uncle 's second oldest shop and he was there too . We got on a couple of scooters . S . was going in the front one , behind D . , and I was alone , following them in the back . He turned and looked at me and I pretended to whistle . We stopped at another cafeteria near by . He came near . I smiled at him and told him I had to go back to get something . He said they would wait for me . I tried to be really sweet . It was easy to smile when staring into his eyes . The bloody alarm went off . After a quick argument with myself I got up . I have to go now . The temperature has fallen by 1 degree . I just hope I don 't have to do this again any time soon . Posted by The alarm clock started bipping at half past seven . It was still dark outside . I made it stop and turned to the other side . I was very thirsty but the glass of water I always keep at my bedside was too cold and had given me a soar throat earlier in the night . I fell asleep . I woke up again at half past nine . After almost ten hours of sleep I still could not get myself out of the warm covers . Although it is sunny the temperature is very low . My partner and our dog are still asleep . My coffee just turned cold . Winter is here for good and sleeping is awesome , especially when one has things to do , one would like to avoid . I was at my sister 's neighborhood , on the way to my house and the night had started falling . I was moving slowly and would not make it back until it was night for good . As I was passing from old , neglected industrial buildings I saw men running and I knew they were up to no good . I turned at the first corner so as not to get in their way but my action was futile as there was another group right in front of me . I could only hope that they would not be interested in me . They were immigrants in the mind of whom we were all the enemy . They had come here hoping for improvement and they had been treated like less than human . They were right not to show pity and I was afraid of them because I did not know anything about them and could communicate nothing . I thought of running but my feet disagreed . I just walked until I got to a central spot of the city . There was police everywhere , waiting for the upheaval . I just wanted to go home . There were shops with bright yellow lights and large entrances and cars were rushing by in great speed and little order . I stopped by a young traffic - cop - lady that seamed less hostile , to ask for directions . A car full of gypsies , or another group with a much similar life - style , stopped by her as well . As the traffic cop leaned towards their window a girl came out of the car and came to me . I can 't remember who started talking but she would help me get closer to home . I also dreamt I was staying at a place by the sea . I was going somewhere and I was alone on the street . On my left side were medium - height , white fences , reflecting the bright sunlight . On my right I remember nothing . A pink duck was walking towards me . I tried to avoid it but it seamed very convinced to come after me . I passed it and it turned and started chasing me . It came very close and tried to bite me . I grabbed it by the throat but I did not want to kill it . I kept pushing its head back and it kept going for my hands . We fell on the floor and I was loosing the battle , until a man approached us and threw something at the duck . He helped me up . It was a tall man with a long , grey beard and a hat . I had my doubts about his trustworthiness but he had saved me from the duck . Then it was graduation week . I had to wake up early to go get my certificate of graduation . There were multiple ceremonies taking place for each graduate individually and some of them would also grab the chance and get married , too . The whole charade started very early in the morning and the dress code was official as well . I hated the whole thing . I did not want a special ceremony just for me with people staring in front of the podium . Furthermore , I continued failing to get up early enough in the morning so I was just postponing the process and I would see others graduate and get married and the whole thing sickened me . I was at home looking for something to wear when I realized I was too late again , so I decided to just go to the party and maybe book another day for my graduation . A lot of people were there . An . , a woman that used to be my supervisor at a previous job , heard me saying that if they can 't schedule the ceremony for a more reasonable time I would never receive my degree , and she laughed . She had big , afro hair , very fair skin and a nice , wide smile . I went to the plaster - studio . It was dug bellow the ground level and it looked like an ice platform . It seamed to be dug directly in the rock and one could walk above it on a narrow , wooden bridge . I looked for a familiar face but knew no one . A man was pushing a big mountain of semi - liquid plaster with his back to the side , almost right under my feet . I asked if I could go down there and see what they were doing . I got down a small , wooden ladder . The whole place was in the dark brown of the wood and the white of the plaster . Even the people . There I saw M . and her cousin V . . I took off my black shoes and forgot about them . When I got back out I saw that I was bear - foot and asked N . and her boyfriend N . , who were also there , to ask somebody to throw my shoes back to me because there were splinters of wood on the floor and I could not walk . Instead they brought me two odd shoes to put on and go there myself . One was a cheap , girl 's black shoe that was almost too small and the other a small workman 's shoe , I destroyed it as I tried to put it on . By the time I got back in the studio a man was shutting down the lights . I told him I was a past graduate and that I had left my shoes down there . He was disinterested in my story and thought I was a liar but eventually allowed me to go and pick them up . I found my dog there and took her along . He had a poodle and I was afraid my dog would attack his , so I kept her close . Then I was trying to get in a house along with plenty more people and my dog , and Harley , the neighbor 's dog was there too and the man with the poodle . Trying to flee Constantinople The dream started with me taking an offer to travel . We would go to London and Berlin . I got to a large and complicated railway station , I often see in my sleep , and was trying to find my way around . I only carried a small backpack and was practically broke . My fellow traveller was a ten year old scoundrel that was running around and climbing on things . I had a hard time keeping up with him . Finally he led me to the ticket office , through a first floor window . I was hanging outside the window , not really able to pull myself inside when I saw at the desk a guy I knew from primary school . I asked for his help and he came to my assistance . We would all be traveling together . Our train was about to depart and we were running on the old - time platforms among huge trains that were leaving smoke . Everything was grey , blue and black . The platforms were high and crowded . We got off at Berlin . I knew because I saw all the famous monuments of this city , gathered together on a square . I saw the victory column and the telecommunications centre and the Branderburg gate . We were sitting on a round table with fer forge chairs with some old - women . At that point I realized I did not have my passport or any other international documentation with me and that I had run out of money . All I had was my old id and knitting needles . I had to go either to the embassy or return back home . I asked where we were and I learned we were in Istanbul . I thought of the Residents and their song . From my point of view there was only one thing to do ; try to cross the sea and get back home . I was searching for a boat when my alarm started beeping . Posted by I have been sleeping a lot lately , probably because of the cold weather . I open my eyes and promise myself I will stay there just for five more minutes . Next time I open my eyes a whole hour has gone by and I have dreamt of something new . I saw I had gone out for a drink with my friend Mi . We went to a crowded , bohemian bar at a suburban area of Athens . We got drunk and started socializing . We continued to the drinkery next door , where I remember standing by the bar , gulping large sips of beer and afterwards we visited another place a bit further down the road that is owned by two friends of mine . There , we got behind the walls and drunk ourselves silly . I was looking for S . , one of the co - owners , but could not say his name . I was standing on a wooden staircase , looking at the people through the frame of a torn painting . The sun had come up and I was in a car . A girl that used to be bold but now had blond hair pulled back was badmouthing P . She was saying that all he does is doodle all day and that he gets paid much more than his work is actually worth . I tried to poke her on the nose while explaining that he works a lot and that she has no idea what she is talking about but I was so drunk I did not have command of my fingers . I swore under my breath and asked them to stop the car . I looked outside and realized I had no idea where I was , so I fell back on my seat and decided not to bother . P . was at home , sleeping . I woke him up . I had left my purse , with my phone , my id , my passport and a lot of money somewhere the previous night and I wanted to retrieve them . I called from his phone to mine and a warm , manly voice answered from the other side . I explained I had left it there and asked if they were so kind as to tell me how to get it back . The man knew who I was . I was hoping it would be D . but he wasn 't . He tried to explain which bar was his . I did not remember the name of the place . He told me I was dancing by the bar and that we had met the previous night and that he would be there until 13 : 00 . It was half past ten . I started making some coffee and tried to rinse the blurriness with cold water . This sobered me up a little . My friend Ma . came over and I narrated my adventures for her . She said she would come along . We got on a bus , sat on the front seat and then it stopped and I hit my leg on the one in the front because it was like an open carriage . Ma . started screaming at the driver . We changed our seats . Funny people were getting on and everything looked more as if we were in London than in Athens . I saw our destination and pushed the stop button . The nearest stop was further down . The bus turned and then it stopped near an open market place where grumpy old ladies did their shopping and the street were wet . Ma . was wearing a large pair of cow - print boots . We passed outside shoe - stores and she stole a pair of boots made of green carpet that were hanging on a wall . We got inside the next shoe - store where she changed her old boots for the new ones . They looked very peculiar and I liked them in a perverse way . The purse I was carrying the previous night was also made of green carpet . As we were approaching our destination I woke up . I slept from 1 : 30 to 10 : 30 and I still could not open my eyes properly . Furthermore I still had the feeling that , as in my dream , I had not slept for more than 24 hours . Soon I understood this was not true and I got up to make some coffee . Posted by In my dream I saw that it was my birthday and I had invited a lot of people to my house . I was waiting for them but then only an old acquaintance of mine , G . , came over . We sat on the old , blue couch and talked . He even brought me a present . It was not something special , probably something small , that one can find in his own kitchen . I can 't remember what it was , though . I think that more people might have come later , but I might as well be thinking of birthdays past . Then , I had just moved to a small village , with P . and lots of our friends were there too . I met an odd indian girl . Then I was spending time with A . , who was really nice to me and for whom I started having feelings . We chatted and watched films together . More people came over and he stayed by me , slightly touching my hand . I kept staring at his girlfriend who was sitting on a chaise - long across the room . she did not seam to care . I grew tired and I wanted to sleep . I decided to go home . The village was full of large , stone - built houses and narrow stone - paved streets . P . and I got to our house and we were about to go in when I heard A 's voice . I could not trace its source , so I lay down on the street and looked up . Above me was a rather tall building with its facade covered with a scaffolding . At the top floor I saw A . giggling with somebody . Then they got in a wrapped rag and came down with an improvised lift . Then I saw my new friend from India . She was naked and her yellowish , medium - size breasts looked soft and perfect . A man with similar facial features , but much lighter skin approached her and raised her thigh . Then he penetrated and she opened her mouth so wide it looked as if her face opened in half . I focused on her scream and when I zoomed out she had just had a baby . A doctor cut the umbilical cord with a mini ax . Subsequently he wrapped the baby in an old sleeveless shirt and gave it to the mother .