Dreaming in Digital

I went out of the county with Cookie and we visited his mom in her new permanent home.

In my second dream, there was an event in my city. My dis (? my iPod touch auto-corrected this) didn't want to go I wanted to. I got sick some point and wanted to toss my food out, but I spent most of my time talking pictures.

In the next dream I was with Wafer and Shortbread and we ate at a restaurant until we couldn't eat anymore.

In my last dream, I was held prisoner in a vehicle of some sort that crashed into a tree in a forest where all trees were in the shape of a mascara brush. A few dignitaries and I were held hostage by a two dangerous (and crazy) criminals who would debate between each other which dignitary should jump into the hole in the middle of the vehicle. It was a void and no one knew where it led, not even the criminals knew. I sat in the copilot's seat fearing I'd be next to jump when I looked out my window and saw another tree dragging closer to us. Next I knew, I was on that moving tree, as I was the rescuer for the hostages. At first I steered the tree a bit farther to another tree which had a few injured victims and quietly, to avoid my act being caught by the criminals, I carried one-by-one each injured being onto my tree, but the female criminal saw me and I had to be hasty. I steered the tree to the captured dignitaries, somehow got them all in my tree and we speedily drove (or flew) to a castle at the end of the rainbow. Turns out, I was the princess of that castle and this random queen came out and hugged me. She then introduced me to my fiancé, whom I never met, and we got married a few hours later. The queen came to our room at night and tried educating us in making babies.

I was with Shortbread and we were going to go to a festival thing. She wanted a picture with something or someone who was outside and there was a line up to take pictures with them. We talked as we waited. One of the talks was about our old friend Meringue and how I perceived her (in this dream) as a girl who was hiding her mush under a tough exterior. Shortbread didn't like that about her.

In my second dream, I was with Meringue and we were in a small hallway. There was a door at the opposite side of the room. First a lady came out, then our old, wrinkly, 90 year old mayor, Hazel McCallion. This time I had the guts to walk up to her and I asked for a picture. I taught Meringue how to use my camera and it took her a couple of tires, but she got a nice picture with Hazel and I. I was ecstatic to finally get a picture with our adorable mayor.

I was with Cookie's family. He went to an event at a grassy park with tents and hot dogs. It was summer. Gingersnap was there. We sat at her table. There were people talking on each end and we'd listen. The stalls were closing since we came late. It couldn't understand Cookie's stepdad very well, but I think he wanted to visit tent 10 for cooking tips. At the end, Gingersnap came to me saying she didn't have money to go home. I gave her some and told her my money was hers. Before I could give her, I realized I forgot my wallet, so I shamefully asked Cookie. He gave her money.

I woke up in a white room in front of a bathroom sink. The room was large and empty, with white walls and hard wood flooring that reflected the sun on this sunny, summer morning. I sat up on the white, thick duvet that I had slept on, along with Apple, who was just getting up. Cookie was already on his feet, getting ready to brush his teeth, and he gave me mine with toothpaste already on it. We brushed our teeth and the next memory I had was that we were standing at the lobby of an almost abandoned amusement park. It was too early in the morning for activities to happen, but the three of us were there, along with a girl who was one of Cookie's friends. We were at Disneyland, grabbing four tickets for the each of us before we headed over to another place in another city. We arrived at a cooler city at dusk. Cookie, his female partner and Gingerbread, who replaced Apple somewhere along the trip, were dressed up in formal clothing. They were on a mission as spies. Because I was just tagging along, but I was nothing part of their occupation, before entering the old building, which looked golden and grand inside, Gingerbread gave me two large bronze coins and the keys to the car. He said to get myself something to eat/drink and go back to the car. I knew this was for my safety, so I left them on their mission, as the surroundings began to darken with the night. I went inside a dome of glass, which kept the heat in during cold seasons like now, because there were vending machines inside. I ran into my sister and a relative (I don't know who). I showed them the coins and they told me the wealthy had those. The coins were about 4cm in diametre and were worth 9 cents each. I put one into the soda vending machine and got a Coca Cola. The can was as large as the Arizona drinking cans. I took that and was about to exit. I saw my mom with my aunt near the exit. I was going to the car and noticed that what was in my hand was a Drumstick ice cream cone instead of a Coca Cola.

I had two dreams, I think. In the first, I was with Shortbread and Wafer. We sat in a van like the one I used in my trip to my home country. I sat in the second row with Wafer and Shortbread sat behind us. We drove away.

In the second dream, I was walking around with two children. We went to some kind of convention or event, and I started off at the beach with the setting sun. I met two girls my age and left the children to walk to the fair when it became dark. The girls wanted to go on the ferris wheel, but I went to a booth somewhere close to the ferris wheel's entrance gate. It was like a fortune teller's booth, but it was dark and empty, like those photography booths at the mall. I found some foreign money-- a bill of 1000 and two coins, one which had a hole through it. I walked out and ran into three guys. I showed them the money and walked around with them the whole night.

* Copied from an old blog.