The Kidnapper?

Okay so for everyone's information, usually when I dream about kidnapping, I'm usually the one who ends up kidnapped. I think I feel out of control in some domain, because these dreams tend to be fairly consistent.

But last night was different.

I dreamt I was in a car with Kate (From ABC's Lost) and I was in the front seat. Kate looks determined and I'm just confused, slightly. Until I realize that in the back seat, there is a young 13-15-year-old girl tied up and gagged. It doesn't seem to surprise me that much, and then I realize she has been kidnapped. My first thought is, I've been kidnapped too, until I start to remember what happened, and that I was a part of the kidnapping. I'm actually partnering with Kate and we have kidnapped this girl.

We're driving out in the country and the young girl starts talking about where she thinks would be a cool place to hide out (one suggestion was something to do with Spongebob) and ironically, Kate is agreeing with her, smiling and we're all kind of laughing. Suddenly, there are cop cars driving past and the next thing I know, we have stopped and both mine and Kate's doors open and we are pulled out by police, quite violently and all I can think about is how scary this is and I should never have done this. I'm being handcuffed and told my rights and shoved into the backseat of the police car with Kate. Then she tells me let's go and somehow, we manage to escape the cop car, get out of our handcuffs and run away.

Then, Kate and I are talking and she wants to go back after the girl we originally kidnapped. I agree and we start to plan.

((So, I don't quite know if it means I suddenly feel like I'm in control, but even still, I wasn't in control. I was still under Kate, in terms of power, but I was still a kidnapper. Maybe I'm gaining control. Weird)).

Welcome Home

Okay so last night I had the most amazing dream, but also sad at the same time, because it felt so real.

I dreamt that I woke up for work late and when I finally got upstairs, one of the girls from the JAYS (my youth group) was there and she was permanently there. Like I had adopted her! It seemed so natural that she was there. Now, the dream was in parts - because in reality, my alarm clock kept going on and off and on and off again. But parts of the dream were me saying I had to go to work but I would see her after work. I was sitting with her at one point, talking about what school she wants to go to in the fall. At one point, one of her friends was over and I was giving them options - I said after I was done work, they could either meet me at the church for JAYS later, or they could come with me, surf on the internet at my school for a bit while I got some work done, and then we could go out for dinner and go to the JAYS later. They wanted to do it that way. Another part, I wanted to buy a "Welcome Home" balloon for her.

Just so much weirdness, but it was so good, because the girl was happy. (In reality, I don't think she really is with her home life, and it breaks my heart). It was just really sad, and weird.

A Past Dream Come True

Preamble: When I was a young teenager, my dream was to become the fifth Spice Girl after Ginger Spice left. That's why this dream was so interesting, especially years later.

So I am at a Spice Girls concert, watching from the front row. Ginger Spice is performing with them, and then all of a sudden, she is gone. Within the flash of an eye, I'm suddenly on stage with the rest of them, completely confused, but I'm singing along with them, and having a great time.

Then there's this part of the concert where Mel C gets down into the audience and mouths the words to a passage that is on the slide projector, and I'm holding the thing that makes it go to the next slide. Well, hello. I've been on stage for like ten minutes - so I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm doing my best, but Mel C keeps looking back at me as though I'm not doing it right. So then I feel like a complete idiot. Finally her bit is done and she is on her way back to the stage, and she smiles at me so I feel a little better, until I press the off button on the slide button, and the whole projector goes off. The techies run in and they try to fix it but they can't seem to do it. I feel like a complete failure, so I fall to the stage, nearly crying, and everybody is just waiting, as I wallow in my failures.

Best Friends Again

So in this dream, I am 11 years old (though I feel like I do now, 22 years old).

Amy and I end up getting in this really huge fight (something to do with crawling across the street instead of walking like normal people do). I come home to find my childhood best friends, Ashley and Noel over with their grandmother, like they used to when we were kids.

I get really excited to see them, but they don't seem as thrilled. It's almost as though I realize that we are really 22 years old, and for some reason, are able to visit our past, and they are acting as though the future hasn't split us apart yet. So I get really upset that they don't want to hang out with me, and I end up going to my bedroom, upset because Amy's mad at me, and my two friends who I haven't seen in years don't want to see me.

All of a sudden, Ashley (who was my bestest friend of all times as a child) came into my room, and suddenly we're older again. (Either that, or she realizes this). She comes in and as we sit down on my bed (it's not even my house, it's a completely different house with me living with mom and Amy). I start to cry and tell Ashley everything, and everything seemed like it used to be. Ashley being the big sister I always needed. (Ashley was always like that, nurturing and friendly).

That's all I remember, but the dream was incredibly peaceful and memorable to have my friends there again. I guess I miss them.

I am Catwoman

So I had this dream where I was Catwoman for some reason, but I am a good guy, not a bad guy. I am working along side with Batman, but neither of us are really wearing a costume. We end up at this bad guy's lair, but we don't know they're bad guys. The guy, who is this fat guy wearing a white doctor's type coat, takes out this needle and says he wants to show me what he does to other people to help them. He holds the needle up to my neck, and holds it in front of my throat. I say "oh that's cool", and he jabs me with it, and I fall asleep.

When I wake up, Batman is still asleep, but I am no longer Catwoman. Now there is somebody else who is Catwoman and she's a bad guy. I'm just Chrissy again.

I see Catwoman running around on the roof, so I follow her.

That's all I can really remember, but the dream ended up being really long and drawn out. It was a really great sleep too.