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My Grandmother's Voice

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Thursday, August 12 2010

Fragment of a longer dream from a day or so ago. In the small part I recall, after some things I no longer recollect had happened, primarily involving my mother and me, I believe, I was going to bed, though I didn't seem to be in my room. It was completely different, but I can't describe it properly. The lighting made me think either of upstairs at our house, or how the upstairs appeared in old dreams of mine...I'll know what that means, but others won't, sorry. A tad dim, not great for reading,

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Wake Up, Mom!

Wednesday, January 9 2008

It was nighttime or early morning (probably the latter, as Dad didn't seem to be home) and I was in my bedroom with the light on, sitting on my bed, listening to music rather loudly. I wasn't dancing to it (I haven't done that in real life in a while), just listening to it and singing aloud, which is kind of odd for me. I had a vague fear that I shouldn't have the music so loud, so I could hear what else might be going on in the house, but I listened to it anyway. After a while I finished with t

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Goren? What Are You Doing In My Radio?

Saturday, May 3 2003

I slept through a repeat of Law & Order: Criminal Intent, which almost definitely influenced this dream snippet from my nap last night. In it, I was in my bedroom (at night?) listening to the radio when I think the station went staticky. I may have tried to tune it, or it may have come back on its own--but it was no longer music, but Detective Bobby Goren from the TV show talking about something. I can't remember what, now, but it must have been his voice making its way into the dream. I

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Answering Machine Feedback

Thursday, August 23 2001

The dreams of this night were more a selection of random images than any dream that made sense. One "image" was of me walking through the house in early/midafternoon, and I went through the dining room toward the living room and came to the answering machine. The layout of our house, or at least of the rooms, seemed slightly different. Can't explain it. But I looked down at the answering machine and saw that it had two messages on it. I know we had listened to them already; I think they were Gra

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The Lost Heir

Tuesday, June 5 2001

The longest dream of the night concerned a man who was trying to run away from somebody else. I was playing the part of the man--more roleplaying, only I feel I really WAS the man. I was kind of big but not tall, dumpy, hunched over, longish greasy dark hair (curly, I think), kind of an ugly face--like an ogre, but not mean. Of course, this may actually be ANOTHER character I'm confusing for me. I think I started out as myself just playing a game, but then I really DID have to escape somebody, a

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