Last night I had a dream that I was one of the Marvel Avengers. The dream took place in the movie and I was a lot like Black Widow (a spy working for S.H.E.I.L.D). My character was in love with Iron Man (Tony Stark) and he was in love with her as well. While the Avengers were battling Loki’s (the villain) army, Loki kidnapped me and Tony tried so hard to save me but failed. Loki controlled me with his staff and forced me to be in love with him. Tony felt horrible back on Earth and so guilty.
The dream ended and I woke up before I could finish it and see what else happens.
I really hope I get to finish it because I feel like this dream symbols my double personality problem in which I sometimes feel evil and sometimes feel good.

I want to finish this dream badly because I feel like it might help me figure out who I actually am.




Going Home

October 26, 2011

I often dream of returning to my childhood home.

In my dreams, nothing has changed since the moment I left, and for two decades, no one has set foot inside.

No one but my dog, who has been waiting twenty years to be taken for a walk.



G-spot of the Jungle

October 5, 2011

I had a dream that I went to Hawaii with my brother.  When the trip was over I flew back home, but then I realized that my brother had been left behind.  Apparently he had gone to some weird island to find the “G-spot of the Jungle” which was named as such due to all these crazy drugs that grew there naturally. So I had to buy a super expensive plane ticket back to Hawaii so I could save him from the jungle.

– Overheard in San Francisco

Too Much Dead Island?

September 13, 2011

I must have been playing too much Dead Island, because all night I dreamed that I was taking out zombies.  At one point I (lucidly) thought that this was going to turn into a nightmare, but it never did.  I was kicking ass.

When my alarm clock went off and I couldn’t figure out how to snooze it, I kept thinking ” This is such a stupid quest. The timing is all wrong! I just want to kill these zombies!”



Good Night Monkey

June 20, 2011

I’m in my parents house and I’m getting ready to go to sleep.  I realize there’s a light on in the basement so I go down to shut it off.  I see that in the back room there’s what appears to be a dead monkey laying on a table.  It’s weird, but I assume that this monkey is my dad’s helper for when he’s doing home improvement projects.  Anyway, I don’t really want to be bothered with a dead monkey, but then it starts to move.  So now the monkey is awake but I want to go to bed, so I try to just close him in the basement til morning, but he opens the door and starts to run amok in the house. It gets hazy from there, but shenanigans ensue.


His Hand in Marriage

May 23, 2011

I dreamed that my husband was in a horrible accident at work and all that was left of him was his hand.  It was alive though, like Thing from Adams Family.

He was completely obnoxious as a hand.  It had only been one day and I was sure I wouldn’t be able to handle this for long. When I cooked, he’d keep sticking his fingers in the food.  When I went shopping, he perched on my shoulder and randomly stuck his finger in my ear to make me jump.  At home, he’d jump out of no where and scare the crap out of me.

It was quickly growing old.  I was contemplating divorcing my husband but wasn’t sure if you could divorce just the hand of your spouse.

Finally the day came to an end and I tried to go to sleep.  It was hard to sleep though because my husband kept jumping around the bed and tickling me through the covers.

I wondered if stabbing a hand to death would carry the death penalty.


Dream 01

March 14, 2011