Dream: The Family

2018-06-28T13:48:56Z

What I could remember of a peculiar dream from this morning:

The dream is about a sprawling, wealthy, extended Family. The Reaping happens to them periodically; it's a force of nature rather than something the Family does deliberately to its members. It kills some Family members, gives other Family members magical power, and makes some strangers into part of the Family.

Two of the teenagers in the Family are Good Girl and Goth Girl. Good Girl wants to escape the Family but she keeps getting dragged back into it. Goth Girl dislikes Good Girl for being naive and having hope. Goth hates everyone, actually, and she dislikes Good Girl less than anyone. Goth doesn't try to escape because what's the use.

In one of her escape attempts, Good Girl finds two strangers, young kids, who belong with the Family and are dying because being apart from it is destroying them. So Good Girl abandons her escape attempt and goes back to the Family with them. She tries to negotiate with one of the Family adults to get a little slack for the new kids so that there is a chance they will survive.

A Bad New Girl is there and using her influence to make things harder for Good and the other new kids, because Bad thinks the Family is a totem and she needs to climb to the top of it on the backs of all the other kids her age or younger.

Goth Girl is watching this and feels sorry for Good. Goth pretends to call her father to ask him to kick Bad out of the Family. Bad is distracted from her targets and confronts Goth with false bravado: "I'm not afraid of you!"

Goth glares at her and takes a step forward. Bad backs away at her advance. Goth says, "You're pathetic! You think you're hot shit: 'look at me, I survived the Reaping, I have magic powers now, I can do whatever I want, all I have to do is stop being afraid of this one goth bitch and the world's my oyster!'" She continues to advance as she talks, until Bad trips and Goth is standing over her. "Well I've got news for you, kid: I am not the scariest thing in this world. I'm not even on the list."

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The House of My Dreams

2017-06-10T16:04:10Z

For most of my life, when my dreams have a memorable location, my brain uses a real building for the layout. Usually it's a house that I lived in, but sometimes it'll be a workplace or something. In the dream, the house I grew up in often stands in for some totally different place by dream logic: we're in a post-apocalyptic laboratory that oddly looks just like a 200 year old rambling three-story house. Architecture design is not my strong suit.

But over the last few years, I've had several dreams where I'm living in a house that my parents passed down to me. It's always the same place in my dreams, but it's not a real place that I've ever been to in waking life. In the dream, I am so convinced that this is a house that I grew up in that when I wake up, it'll take me a while to remember the house is fictional. Also, my parents are very much alive and not going to pass down a house to me, thank goodness.

I dreamed about it again last night. It was cluttered with stuff, like back-to-back dressers in the bedroom, as if it had already been furnished and then someone just jammed in the furniture from another house wherever they could fit it. That was an artifact of inheriting the house. It was huge, room after room after room, all of them with too much stuff. Two stories. There was a long balcony facing the backyard along the second floor, and a separate apartment in the house was sublet to other people. We shared the back balcony. The back balcony has an outdoor staircase going down to the backyard. The master bedroom had a partially sunken hot tub/bathtub, with padded sides. I would like to note that this would be a cool thing to have in real life, although not if it was going to leak the way the dream one did. Dream-Lut and I don't sleep in the master bedroom, because it's too crowded with stuff. We have a couple of rooms that are relatively decluttered and we mostly stick to them. In the dream I thought "I should get rid of this stuff we're not using and don't need, we'd have so much more space."

Anyway, they've not been a particularly interesting set of dreams otherwise. I just find it curious that my brain has finally devised its own set for a dream and now it keeps wanting to re-use that set instead of one of the real places I've been to.

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rowyn

Dream: The Family

The House of My Dreams