Snow Igloo

Date of dream: Monday, April 28, 2014

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Last night dream had me outdoors during winter time. There is snow everywhere and not one single house or building, but also no trees. It was like an endless field of snow, however there was a single winding asphalt street going through it all.

There was someone with me. They were inside the “igloo” we were building purely out of snow. I remember packing the snow as much as I could to make it into a sort of sloppy brick.

The igloo was very low from the outside, but it was deeper inside. Most of the dome was done, but there were a few square shaped holes here and there that needed filling. I mash one of the snow blocks into one, and then look for the other ones. 

I remember talking to this other person (I don’t remember what they looked like) about how we need to make sure it’s all good and solid before we start up the fire (presumably inside)

In the dream I didn’t think this was a ridiculous notion at all. I couldn’t wait to duck inside into the narrow opening to get out of the freezing cold.

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  • Action
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  • Outdoors
  • Unfamiliar
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  • Unfamiliar
  • Activities
  • Working
  • Dark Garage

    Date of dream: Monday, January 09, 2012

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I spend a lot of this dream feeling really uncomfortable and slightly intimidated, even though I wasn't in a position where I could have been esily taken advantage of.

    I remember at first riding in an over crowded bus, cheeck to cheeck with two other passengers mashing me in. It was tolerable, that wasn't so bad, but later when I get off the bus, I feel underdressed, somehow, and feel really self conscious. I forget precisely what I was wearing or what I wasn't wearing, but I was getting oogled.

    I have to go into a huge garage where several people are working on cars. It's so dark in here, and so little light I wonder how anyone can even see what they're doing. Also the floor is dirt. I am wearing only one sock, and my other foot in bare. I back up a bit and step in freezing squishy mud. I am grossed out, and finally leave the garage. The outside isn't much better.

    Some sleezy dude is trying to talk to me, but I want nothing to do with him. I am not even sure what he's saying, though he is speaking English.

    Later on I turn into a dragon and attack the gargage, and crush it with huge talon like hands. It was like mashing up a shoe box or something. I really hated that dark muddy garage.

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  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Dramatic
  • Nightmare
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Unfamiliar
  • Characters
  • Creatures
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Fear/ Dread
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  • Physical
  • Fighting
  • Flying
  • Keywords
    mud
    dark
    sock
    bus
    crowd
    dragon
    Add'l Emotions
    disgust

    Cop Crocodile

    Date of dream: Wednesday, January 04, 2012

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I actually had this dream a couple weeks ago but was in no mood to record it, amazingly I still remember quite a lot of it.

    I am outside standing by a police car. In the dream I am a cop, and the car is on a bridge over water. I have a partner who is inside the car, but he gets out. The car has broken down, and then he comes to stand beside me between the railing of the bridge and the car. Both of us are nervous as we have been discovered. We had been keeping a secret from the rest of the force, and that secret was that we were both shape changers, and both of us could transform, at will, into crocodiles. The broken down car was a pretty serious concern.

    Other police arrive pulling up with their sirens blaring. They stop several feet before our car, and then we know we need to make a daring escape. My partner leaps into the water first, but I am a little slower. I am  hell of a lot larger, but I manage to finally get myself into the right position to vault myself over the railing. I remember the sensation of my shoes falling off, and before I hit the water the other cops are shooting at me, and a bullet grazes one of my heels, just a tap, really, but enough to cause pain. I slash into the water and sink. By this time I have completely transformed, and I am looking down into the murky water to the muddy bottom.

    The police will not be able to follow me here. They can shoot into the water all the want, they can't see us. I see my partner resting at the bottom. There are a few other crocs here as well. I don't recall if I recognized them as fellow shape changers or if they were just regular animals. My partner opens his mouth in a way of greeting. I land in front of him, and open my mouth, too. I am about twice the size of any other crocodile in the water. I feel sad that I was forced to leave my life behind as a cop. I liked my job and was very good at it, but I also liked being in the swamp. Maybe it wasn't going to be so bad, even though starting over again would be hard.

  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Dramatic
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Outdoors
  • Sea
  • Unfamiliar
  • Characters
  • Animals
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Peaceful
  • Sadness
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Movement
  • Keywords
    swamp
    crocodile
    cop
    car
    bridge
    gun