I am on a journey, with a band of friends and a somewhat-older man. We were walking down a dirt path surrounded by trees and an open field in the middle of winter. Although it was winter, it was around the time where everything is dead but there is no snow. The green-yellow grass near the side of the road had frost covering it, and snow was beginging to fall. We were walking in silence, most of us had heavy coats on and were carrying necessities on our backs. There was no one really leading us, and we were all just walking together. After going downhill i ran into my friends who were disappointed and walking in the opposite direction. (We were going south ; they were going north) I stopped for a minute, lifted my hoodie and spoke excitedly to them while they briefed me on their misfortune. Apparently all the vehicles could no longer run, and they were all heading back up to town. One of the girl's older sister was impatient and waved them forward. They asked me where i was going and i glanced back to the some-what older man (lets call him tom.) and smiled at them. Their faces lit up with a knowing smile They asked if i liked him that much. And i smiled widely and said "yeah! i like him!" and ran back to the group who didn't stop for me. My face was so red i was happy that it was winter, so that the cold wind could cool off my cheeks by the time i caught up to them. My friends looked at each other and smiled while rushing forward to catch up to the nagging angry sister who's car stopped working. The group stopped at a small one room empty house at the side of the road. It was made with clay and had hacienda roof tiling that had moss growing ontop of it. The house itself was covered in thick bushes and held an over all 'unwelcome' aura to it. Inside, the dirt floor didn't look that comfortable but it's better than sleeping outside. Everything was piled up and pushed against the walls and most of it was wooden furniture filled with dust and cobwebs. The only thing left alone was a round table on the right side that had a fishbowl sitting ontop. Everyone in the group was settling down and unpacking their things and aside from coughs no one else was talking. I looked at tom who was investigating the fishbowl. I went to his side to join in the investigation. The fishbowl was medium sized, and right before the mouth of the bowl was a deep ring of dust. the water inside was slightly murky and stone pebbles with bits of plastic seaweed were along the bottom. Floating atop the water surface was a black fish. It was upsidedown, its fins were streaked with yellow, and the very tips were almost transparent. I leaned in and looked at the fish through the bowl, then stood up straight and said "i guess they forgot to feed it." to tom. He looked at me and smiled a warm smile. Tom had greying hair, warm and caring eyes and a bit of a gut to him. He had this warmth to him that made me want to be around him all the time. To avoid letting him catch my blushing again i looked back at the fishbowl and noticed that the black fish turned into a black squid with it's a beak in the front. I looked around the fishbowl and there was another squid-like creature but it was lighting up different colors and there were smaller black fish similar to the one i saw floating on top, at the very bottom, hiding around the plastic seaweed. "strange" i said, and got up from investigating the bowl. Since i wasn't feeling very tired, and there was still light out (cloudy murky day)I went outside and saw tom walking further down. I looked back at the group who were now sleeping, then looked at tom again who was fading further into the distance. I ran towards tom and as soon as i caught up, matched his pace and began walking with him. We walked through an empty suburbia, All of the lots in the area were deserted, the grass was not growing, and it was winter everywhere still. everything was dead except for one house who's lights were on, and children were playing in the front yard. It was spring time for them, the grass was green, and their clothes were bright. 'Amazing what the rich have and what all the others don't.' i thought to myself, and trucked on with tom. After a long road of traveling, tom slipped off the road into this ditch filled with bushes. As i was about to take a step down to help him, he smiled, and said 'you go on without me, i'll catch up in a few.' Without even questioning him, i said "ok" and went on. Right by the side of the road was an indoor pool. The indoor pool's backdoors were facing me, and there was one slightly ajar. I ran to it while taking my clothes off. ( i had a bathing suit underneath, it was a black onepiece.) once inside there was a sort of swim meet, and people were taking off and racing back and forth. I jumped in perpendicular to them swimming, and held my breath while swiming along the bottom. I swam slowly because i was truly enjoying watching people jump in and swim. It was really cool watching it from underneath. But i began to run out of air, and when i reached the surface everyone noticed me, and then i was in some trouble. For interrupting the meet, the head coach told everyone to catch me. I swam down along the bottom again but near the end i began swimming up to the surface. I felt someone's hands almost touch my calves and when i looked back it was the head coach herself! Her face was red just like her curly hair that was kept inside the cap with her teams insignia on it. Her windbreaker with her teams colors slowed her down and i was able to escape from the pool. I ran outside but i forgot which direction i came from. And since it was freezing cold out i really needed some clothes. I ran in one direction, but changed my mind and ran in the other when i recognized a pair of my pants. As i was putting them on my legs stuck onto my pants 'cause they were still wet. And i put on two layers of tank tops one black and one white over the swimsuit. tom came up from behind and plopped my jacket on my shoulders. It was then that he noticed my medallion. It was rigid around the corners with vectors every 15 degrees that shot towards the middle. It was heavy and was bound by a black string. He froze and stared at my medallion while i was drying my hair. He then looked at me putting a hand on my shoulder saying itwas best to hide the medallion. I nodded and hid it in between my bathing suit and my tank tops. After another road of walking, we went off road down a dirt path to a heavy flowing river. At the raging river there were red viking boats docked where tom began to climb aboard and talk to one of the crew members there in another language that i couldn't understand. He gave me a hand while i climbed aboard and we sat down near the barrels. He said that they were going to take us to our destination and started talking to someone about our destination. They had something of a heated argument over the meaning of one word and at the end he looked dazed and stumped. I understood that from that conversation, he got the names of the destination mixed up and were were going the wrong way. I sat indian style aross from him. He sat with one knee up and the other to the side with one hand resting on the knee. I leaned forward and put my hands almost touching his leg and looked up nervously at him. 'I want to touch him. But how does he feel about me? Does he think of me as only a daughter or small child? or as a woman with feelings?. ' i thought and i battled in my head for whether i can take this opportunity to rest my hand on his.. After a few seconds that passed by he said "don't worry, everything will be fine. We'll get there just be sure to hide that." as he pointed to my chest. I was defeated and missed the opportunity. I sat back in my defeat and began to sulk a little. The raging river took us to a violent ocean. IT was night time but by the time we reached our destination it was early morning. We were dropped off in a forest but this forest was all tall pine trees. The weather slightly warmer, but the sun wasn't out yet. A little past teh forest was a field and then houses or buildings of what resembled a town. All of us on the boat got off and as we were about to head into the village there was scuffling above us. When i looked up it was people, or rather a tribe of people leaping from branch to branch at great speed. All of them passed over us but one, who dropped down in front of tom and the others, talking in that language i didn't recognize. But while they were tlaking i took a good look at him. He wore this headdress that resembled a baboon. Black hair covered everything except for the face. And right where the monkey nose would have bee, a pig's long snout was. Down the snout, right before the nostrils were a collection of bones that were still covered in skin. The bones resembed three or four pieces of a rib cage on both sides, and the most grotesque part about it was that there were 3 eyeballs on his left side of the bones that were stabbed into it. the first two stayed at the tip, while the third one was pierced all the way through. You couldn't see his face, because the headdress was so tall that where the eyes were, (even though they were just holes) you could probably make out the top of his head. He wore different types of bones that were tied to leather which were tied to various parts of his limbs. On his chest was dry, hard leather plates with fur all along the sides of it. After exchanging words, he jumped up and ran off among the branches. Tom came up to me and said that the tribe was attacking the nearby village and for us to stay out of it. Everyone ran to save the village but tom stayed behind. I ran with them to save whoever i could. Surely if i brought them back to tom, he would help save them too. tom beckoned me to stay but i didn't. In the heat of battle i made out the silouette of a small family. A tall skinny man, a short heavy woman and a baby that would only happily cry out 'mama'. I ran to their aid fending off any enemies as much as i could. We were backed into a corner and tom came to the rescue. Only, he pushed me away and told me to run. I didn't want to but he wouldn't let me stay and right as i began to run away,...I woke up. haha.

What's awesome about this dream, is that it only occurred within the 10 minute interval of my snooze button. [i was taking a bit of a nap between studying for an exam.]

So the dream starts out as I am working at the gap. We hear a message from the mall intercom saying it will start its routine shut down for 17 seconds. All of us who were currently folding clothes or helping customers were rushing against the clock pushing customers out and sort of bracing ourselves for what was to come. THe lights began to dim down in the store, and the managers were now shutting the gates as a mob of people began gathering by the door. As soon as the gates were shut and locked, the lights went out. I couldn't see a single thing, but everyone around me was pushing me to do work. I started to walk about the store doing my best to figure out what to do when my eyes began adjusting to the darkness. Which was good 'cause i was about to crash into a mannequin. All of the co-workers gathered at the cash registered and i soon joined their chatter about the crazy mob of people outside who wanted to come in while it was dark and steal all the merchandise. Meanwhile the mob of people were shaking the gates, cussing and yelling, and also rattling things against it. A congratulations went around to all the managers who made it happen, and the lights went back on. After work i got in my car (a black saturn sedan - previously used but as long as it got me from point a to b i was fine.) and made a mental note of all things I had with me; my bag, a pillow, my alarm ipod clock, and a map with directions. And i set off on my journey to visit a friend in another town. I drove until it got dark and i decided to take a rest, passing by many hotels i decided to save my money and park in a business building lot and just nap for 1/2 an hour. I parked right under a ramp that went up to another level of business buildings, pulled the huge pillow out and rested it in front of me, and i only turned my car lights off but left my car running. As soon as i turned the lights off, i noticed a car was coming up from behind. "oh shit it's a cop, a patrol cop, no its not....no it's not...go away go away..." i thought as the car began to light up in that blue and red color at the top. The patrol car pulled over next to me and the cop just opened my car door and looked at me with the most annoyed expression on his face. He was tall, fat, and bald. His outfit was grey and he had one of those, i want to say state officer or like, canadian park trooper hats on. "Oh hello," i said nervously hoping he wasn't going to give me a ticket for trying to sleep in a business p-lot. "Give me a second" i was fumbling to get the huge pillow to the back, and since i couldn't see him that well i was nervously trying my best to reach the roof of the car (where the inside light switch was) to turn it on. i flipped the switch all the way to the left, then to the right, then tried the middle and the light still wasn't coming on. HE stood there, weight shifted to the right and looked at me with the same annoyed look on his face. He took a deep breath and then closed my car door and said "Don't do this again, and go to this place." He handed me a map of a rest stop that wasn't far off, and left. When i lost sight of the car, i exhaled, and counted my blessings. I looked at the map and braced myself for a little bit more driving. After parking, the sun began to come out and i thought "oh well, no use in napping now". The rest stop inside was simply a narrow corridor with many doors leading to a lounge, food area, and like a police station almost. The tile was vinyl green and some parts of it were chipped while the walls all had wooden moulding. Even though the corridor itself was a bit dim, all the places to the left were so bright that the majority of the light came from there. There were no doors but there were doorways and at the end of the hall there was a commercial mop-up rolling cart. That had the mop settled at the top and a yellow "watch out you'll slip" sign two feet in front of it. And in the middle of the corridor were two teller-windows for an information kiosk. It also had many bus stop pamplets and other maps. At first i headed into the police station one and spoke to someone there. I (for some reason) briefed them on what happened and I was told to stay here for 2 hours as some sort of punishment. I went into the food court and there was an old friend of mine who was working at sbarros. We spoke and laughed and had a generally good time but she was on the clock so i had to leave her alone. As much as i wanted to wander around this place, i felt this feeling at the pit of my stomach that i shouldnt. At the information kiosk i asked the woman behind the counter how to get to the place that iwas going. She was elderly with short curly hair. Her hair was enough to cover her head and wit hthe curls it sorta made this fro' but the curls were large and defined. she had glasses on with a thick frame of dark red/brown and black swirled together and a pearl string necklace thingy that connected one end of the glasses to the other, so that if it fell off her face it would hang aorund her neck. She wore a colorful red and dark brown collage cardigan of fall leaves, and it was open with a white shirt that was ruffled at the top. Her nails were bright red as she grabbed a business card with directions to the place i was going. Apparently people as her a lot if there was a business card. She was annoyed with me also, the entire time i was talking to her. She never gave me the card but told me the directions quickly as if i was able to memorize it, or write it down,or even better as if i knew what she was talking about. While she was briefing me i looked at her as if i knew what she was talking about, and said 'thank you' as politely as i could. She said nothing and continued to write on a notepad. I walked back to my car but i realized that i forgot all these items that i brought with me. I made it back to the rest stop, took all my things and as i was about to leave the rest stop, i woke up.

it has been a while, ol' easyjournal. I haven't been active but my dreams sure have been! reading old ones makes me recall immediately what dream it was. and i love how i used to write! i'm not to sure if i still write that way anymore. i'll be sure to post some more, but none come to mind right now, it'd be nice to put in some good ones since i usually do have those epic movie dreams which i'm very proud of. I need no tv to keep me occupied! haha

as of lately though when i work too much, i dream of working. isn't that sad? like i don't have enough of retail in the real world i have to work in my dreams too? And its not like i'm folding clothes forever, no i'm running around helping customers (with personalities and attitudes and faces of people i probably met before) so thats kinda funny.

thank you for the comments though! it's such a rare find! i'm really honored!

-dianers

I was a young blonde, woman with clothing from the 1900's. (1910 era) My family passed on and left me a huge mansion with acres and acres of land. So i was working outside planting even though the land was barren and grim. then i was invited out to town and a presentation was going on so i went with my friend inside the town hall for the presentation. We all took seats and chattered gleefully about what might be going on. The mayor emerged from the stage and said he had a new guest for the town. And behind him stalked an extremely tall man. His hair was white and his complexion seemed porcelain smooth, but as soon as he smiled his complexion changed to thousands of cracks as if his face was a dessert. He had deep blue eyes, and he smiled to the crowd asking us all to join him. The croud began to stirr and i felt the need to get out immediately. Something in me told me to escape, and while i began to get up and leave with my friend, (who i have no idea who they are i just know that they are my friend) He spotted me, and asked me directly in front of everyone if i would join his side. without hesitating i declined and continued on my way out. His grin disappeared and his face once again appeared as smooth as porcelain. At the exit i looked back and the mayor was whispering in his ear. The next day i was invited to the mayor's house; i sat down in his office. There were many windows outlooking the Grey, grim street and his desk was filled with papers. The carpet was an old dark red print with swirls of dirty faded orange. Behind the desk, ( which was facing the windows) there was an enormous bookcase filled with old books. Some were stuffed in there with the pages sticking out, giving it an overall disorganized appearance. The Mayor made me wait a really long time before he even came into the room, but when he did, he looked different. The mayor always looked plump, with rosy cheeks and a small hat to hide his curly blonde hair. He had a mustache that covered his upper lip, and curled inwards as if it was replacing it. But when he came in, his face was ghostly white, with visible blue veins everywhere. His eyes were amber. And his clothes were strangely dusty, ripped and tattered. He took a look at me and then let out a sigh. Sitting down at his desk, he began to tell me what was going on with the town as he was going through papers. All of which seemed like death certificates. He went on to say that many of the townsfolk were fleeing the town because there have been a large number of recent deaths. he said the only option we have is to join the man from the town meeting. I asked him why people were fleeing, what was killing them, and why we couldn't get any help, but he took another sigh and looked up from his papers and gave me a cold stare. "he wants YOU to join him. I don't know why, but he wants you specifically." I was taken aback by this statement, and i became quickly disgusted. I stood straight up and said "never." I began to walk out with my head held high , on my way out the mayor said " there's no where for you to run." Fear struck me. I ran back to my house to gather my things, when a carriage came to my house. It was a small band of people who were still alive and they beckoned me to go with them. I went gladly. It was midnight when we fled with the moon half full. the carriage was almost clear out of town and entering a forest. but a band men with torches riding on horses started racing up from behind. Everyone in the carriage began to scream or hush their children with fear written all over their faces. The carriage driver began to speed up, and when we went over a bump, i lost my grip and fell off the carriage. I scurried to a bush at the edge of the road to get out of sight and i watched as the men on the horses continued to chase the carriage until they were all out of sight. I got up and i didn't know which way to go. And i'm not clear as to which direction i began to walk in (whether it was back in to town, or in the direction that the carriage and the men on horses were going, but i got captured. I was brought back to the mayor's office but this time it was not the mayor waiting for me. It was that being. this time he looked even older, his hair was thin, white, and clumped in some areas and bald in another. he beckoned me to sit down beside him and i did. His face was now more cracked, dry and peeling than before and his hands were thin, pale and shaky. And his finger tips resemebled that of an old rag. The skin was peeling off in such a way that really seemed like he was unraveling. from inside the desk he took out a jar with a pink fluid. He took out a needle and a syringe, filled the syringe with the pink contents and injected himself with it. From then he began to look even older and his fingertips began to shed a little. with a deep breath and a raspy voice he told me what had happened. He explained that he was Dracula and that he was awoken from his sleep by the mayor and a small band of people behind him. the mayor declared his allegiance to him but convinced him to start injecting the pink fluid into his body. Since pharmaceuticals were so advanced the mayor told him that the pink fluid is even better than blood. Suddenly the door busted open by a drunk man with the same face complexion as the mayor. A party was going on with women with the white face, dancing with the mayor. I understood immediately what was going on, and i whispered into the demon's ear " you're being used. This fluid is poison and it has rendered you so weak that now you have no choice but to agree with the mayor's demands. The mayor wanted your power. And now he has it. " i sat back and stared at him with pity and disgust. His eyes looked lost in thought, and just when i thought he wasn't going to say anything more he said

"why don't you want to be by my side?"
"NO!"
"I only want you. There is something about you..I must...have you"
"Its not right! You're not human! what you did to this village is wrong!"
"...."

he remained silent and continued looking into the distance. I got up unsure of where to go but i knew that i had to get out.

and i woke up!
-dianers

My family and i were camping in the backyard but we were in an old tent that if too much pressure was placed, it would rip. and while my mom and i were trying to sleep on the air mattress, the mattress placed too much pressure on the tent, and it began to rip horizontally, then i spent the entire time just trying to zip up the rips but more kept on forming. And i had to hurry before something began approaching us. Though it was dark out we could see the creatures stirring about in the night because the moon was full. A white being with flowing hair and a white cloak was dissappearing and reappearing but it was inching closer and closer to the tent. I was desperately tring to zip up the tent so that this ghostly being wouldn't approach the tent but it did. I was zipping up a rip from the top of the tent and it showed its ugly face. there was no nose,shiny yellow sharp teeth, amber eyes with vertical black slits, and a haunting smile. this face was looking at me and smiling while inching it's face more into the tent. We all panicked and ran in different directions.

My second dream had to do with me in some sort of office, i worked for people and held a pretty simple life. But there was this woman who looked elderly but held an aura that told you that there was more to her than what meets the eye. I was helping her get admitted into the office but my superiors kept turning her down. but when she appealed to different people aka other office workers in a different field, she was hired. She had brown hair, a tired face with the lines of age showing around her eyes and the sides of her cheeks. For some reason she had a shawl on that stayed on her head, it was also brown. She wore simple clothes and smiled at you like you were insignificant to her plans. For some reason or another she intrigued me and i did my best to help her out in any way, and scenarios kept popping up where i would try to bail her out of trouble or suspicion, but my efforts, or the way it seemed, was always in vain and she always helped herself out of those situations. everything i did was inconsequential. And her motive to me was always unclear. then people around me began to respect her greatly and relay unto me information about how important she was to the company. No matter how i tried figure her out, i was never able to. With the clever smile, she went about her ways, walking slowly through the offices and she paid no attention to me.