Dreaming in Digital

20250413 i was at a cottage, with lots of my baby's things. Because we didn't bring suitcases qith us, I put all of our things in white garbage bags. Pur bags were scattered around the room, but my baby's bags were stored in a closet without sliding doors, at the front exit. It contained mostly borrowed baby things from my sis-in-law. 

20250224 Cookie and I had to attend a wedding. Cookie was part of the wedding party and I was his guest.

20250221 I went to my mom's kitchen, which looked at lot like 9L except with a different layout. My cousin, who was born eighteen days after me, was there. The telephone on the wall rang, so she answered it for us. After a few short qips and hanging up the receiver, she turned to me and asked, ”two of the quizzers on ???name-of-event?? dropped out. how would you like to be one of them? They gave us two free tickets!"

20259114 i was in university but taking the subway system. I felt free of responsibility so i travelled to a mall. I went window shopping in an area that had a Chinese grocery store.

20250107 i dreamt Amaretti lived in a multi--million dollar mansion, and its history. The master bedroom was built in a separate, smaller building outside the main one, and the main building was L-shaped. Amaretti showed us the blueprints before an event started in the main building.

20250104 we visited Peach and Tomato at a new apartment they lived in, though ae only saw their kitchen. The walls, floor tiles and countertops were white. Their dogs weren't present, and neither was our baby. They invited us over for steak, and so I tried to help them. I went into their drawers to grab the right pack of spices to use. They had their spices bundled in sets and in clear boxes. 

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20230601 I lived back in my old condo by the Toronto Waterfront, but the layout looked a lot more like my childhood apartment. I awoke from an afternoon nap, and Cookie kissed my forehead. As we were lying on our hotel-white bedsheets, Cookie bolts up and starts rushing to get dressed.

 20230528 Rummaging through a filled garage, stacked with rows upon rows of metal shelves, I came across a partially opened cardboard box. I pulled out a picture book with a familiar-looking girl on the cover. It was a book about Jyn Erso's adventures before the events of Star Wars: Rogue One.

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Cookie's four-year-old nephew was having another birthday party for his friends only. Despite not having children, cookie and I were invited, so we awkwardly watched children run around the party hall.

Stacks of colouring sheet packages and a cup of crayons sat on a foldable table. I took one stack and began colouring the dinosaur-themed package. Not soon after, the nephew's mother's friend, and her two sons, were leaving. She searched the colouring packages for her sons' names but only found one. Dread set into my system as I flipped through the sheets I found a name written on the top right of the package.

I rushed to Cookie's nephew's mother telling her what I'd accidentally done - I didn't know they were only for the children. Overhearing my panic, my mother-in-law handed me a black USB stick and pointed me to a door.

"You can print out more colouring pages in there," she said, patting my shoulder.

Cookie and I entered the room. Everything was white. The only things in the room were a single computer and a black printer in the centre of the room. I booted up the stick in Windows Explorer to see thousands of files, and to my horror, none of them were in folders. I used the search function without luck, and after a few minutes, I decided to try searching on the internet for the exact same colouring book pages to print.

20201009 nap

20201006

There was a dream before, but I don't remember it well enough to record. My sister had signed up for a cultural event. She had also volunteered Cookie and I before we agreed to it. We were annoyed because she was bailing. This happened in my childhood apartment.

I came home in my first dream to find that the door to my house was left unlock and closed improperly. I went inside, discovering our furniture was all gone. Everything was gone except my plastic bag of wedding planning. I panicked and called my parent's cellphones but they didn't answer. I ran to Shortbread's house, texting her if I could stay there until my parents were back. As I was going there, I texted Wafer and Cookie in panic. I hugged Shortbread as soon as I saw her, and hugged her dad in thanks. My mom called and picked me up before going home. My dad laughed when I told him the house was robbed - he put everything in a storage compartment to make cleaning the house easier.

My dad dropped me at high school during a rainy day and I realized I was late for my first class. I fumbled with the class schedules in my hand, running up stairs until I reached the highest floor. My class was in the middle of the hallway and I was embarrassed to join them because I had the same teacher another year ago. Class soon ended and I followed them and chose a locker before going to my next class in a hotel room-like space. We sat on beds and I sat beside someone I've met before. His hair was dirty blond and down to his chin and he was tall compared to me. I sat beside him on the bed and his group of male friends. Everyone was watching the television to our right, but I felt his eyes on me. I bounced on the bed a little, flirtatiously and adjusted the way I sat. He leaned over and whispered, "I like you", but I rejected him - I had a boyfriend.

I went to a formal party with a girl and we walked around the banquet hall. It was lively inside and I was happy, but somewhere along the way, we met the same boy in my previous dream who had a crush on me. He had a bag of stuffed toys, one of which was a plump, little, round pig. We sat down and the girl and he talked while I squished and rolled the pig in my hands. My friend started crying because someone had eaten her little dog here. We all got up to leave, and find her dog. The boy left us for a bit and she and I ran in the underground parking lot. Beside one garbage can was a worker, and we asked him if he could check if the dog was in the garbage. It wasn't. We went to the surface and met the boy again. He had his bag of toys and told us that they were slowly disappearing and he needed to restock. We crossed a grassy, untamed field to a shed in the sunshine. He started grabbing more and I understood he was working for some carnival. After he had collected enough, he left me in the shed and I took one of each toy, stuffing it into my bag just as an obese woman trotted towards the shed. I closed the zipper and walked off, meeting my friends. At my locker, I fumbled with the lock, unable to remember the code, but my friend tried and opened it. Streams of coin fell from my locker, spilling on the ground. We gathered them up while the boy was confused. Knowing his boss, the obese lady, was watching, I told him firmly, "don't you remember? We played some games." He nodded in agreement.