unbibium

last night had a lot of REM sleep stuff in it, had a "back in high school despite being 47 but with a good reason this time" segment again...

the unique part of this one was me sneaking into work on Sunday to take care of one or two quick things so I wouldn't be so far behind on Monday. only to find the entire office was full of people working. wow

I forget how it started, it felt like I was watching the colony form from the ground up...

but at the end there was a big apartment building with balconies and a Subway restaurant and there was gravity and air everywhere even though I was worried about air a lot.

i seemed to get a lot of sleep... and I seemed to have a lot of dreams. the only one I can remember was having been sent back in time, sitting at a table with my family.

my aunt was there and i thought I need to get all the conservatives in my family to document their opinions of Donald Trump now in the 1990s while he's "apolitical" and while NBC isn't propping him up as some kind of business leader for their game show. not in that much detail of course.

I had a dream that I was taking my first trip to Europe in 20 years. and for some reason i was with my dad and my brother.

I remember a few points where I questioned if I was in a dream, because I didn't remember the plane ride, and didn't see any Italian text anywhere. but I dismissed these.

The city, I never learned the name of.

We went to some grocery store for provisions. The brands looked unfamiliar but that was it. We went to a restaurant and watched someone play a piano.

We checked into a hotel and I got my own room. I had the same luggage as I took to Europe in 2002, which I still have in real life. at this point it all started to fall apart.

I opened my luggage and realized I forgot to pack most of what I needed, especially clothes. Then I left my hotel room and realized I didn't remember my room number, and wasn't sure if I had my key. I rummaged through my pockets, thought I felt a key card but it all turned into random business cards when I looked at it. I found my phone but it was displaying nothing but red numbers, I guess my SIM card didn't work internationally. And at some point I wasn't wearing any pants. I wondered if my room was still open and entered another room but it wasn't mine. It was empty but clearly someone else's. I figured I'd make my way to the front desk, there were so many escalators but finding a "down" one was impossible. and instead of finding the front desk, I ended up outside. I didn't even know where the hotel was or what it was called.

when i was out there i heard a loudspeaker announcement, and it was in English.

i had this dream where I'm outisde of someone's house, some stranger, trying to arrange some display correctly... at a certain point I'm going inside and messing with things in there too... just to make it look like I'd never been there. which was somehow important because I would be meeting them eventually, I presumed. but eventually I gave up, did my best to lock up behind me, and ran ran ran.

this seems to fit in with the theme of messing around in unoccupied strangers' houses.

within the narrative of the ream I was worried that a bicycle I'd returned had been refunded.

I had a lot of dreams last night, and in many of them I'd gone back to 2003 and was trying to figure out what I could change and where I lived and stuff. I called some people on my flip phone, went to Metrocenter...

there was something poignant about it but I forget what it was...

so I think if I went back that far in real life, the first thing I would do is convince various relatives to put in writing that Donald Trump is a jerk that can't be trusted. I would have to do serious research to collect evidence all in one place, because the media was still fawning over him.

last night's dream: for some reason I was in jail with Penn & Teller. Except not really jail, just a place I wasn't allowed to leave and I didn't know why anyone was there, and there were families there and everything. I didn't make the connection until just now that I had watched the documentary "To Be Takei" the previous night, where George Takei detailed his story of growing up in an internment camp during World War 2.

Some more memories of the dream surfaced though. There are still so many gaps that it would be tedious to try to coax a narrative out of it... so here's just bits I remember in no order at all:

• team trivia at a new place where nobody showed up, so I left and came back and jecooksubether, whom IRL I haven't seen in five years, was there.
• somewhere near my old office, a gigantic video arcade was opening up. IRL, I no longer live nor work in that area but awesome things are being built. Also in my real neighborhood, endgame opened which would be awesome if I were still an active gamer.
• found myself in a home full of strangers. they had cats. including some super tiny kittens that were hiding in the stairs. I made friends with them but didn't learn their names or memorize their address so I could come back.

now I'm awake and it's 9:30 maybe breakfast can happen now....

Last night I dreamed that I massively wounded my right arm, such that the whole forearm was covered in massive bruises, and the elbow was reduced to the tiniest connecting strip of flesh. Since it was a dream, there wasn't any blood or pain or anything, or any alarm by anyone who saw it. I remember having to keep it in a certain raised position to keep it from falling off or something. And I took a bunch of buses to the hospital.

considering the job leads I've been getting so far, I'm going to have to take two buses to get to work every day. that will be sad. this light rail adjacent house isn't paying off at all.

dream: was in portland, could have gone to london but didn't.

Went to a grocery store looking for fruit that was in season in Portland but not here, but deemed it too exotic and I wanted to put it back.

walking down the street it seemed like every public place had different music playing

I'm going to be having a lot of dreams as my brain re-sorts itself to the new reality.