Dream
I really want to get this dream down while it's fresh in my mind. The time is currently 11:00 AM.
It began with me in Georges room, waking up after he had left for work. I walked out and his roommate Mansur was there, but Vanessa Wong and her boyfriend Angelo were there as well, and a bunch of other people I don't know. I went to his bathroom and his entire shower was blue. I was wearing my nose stud and it was all out of place so I was trying to fix it. I walked back out and no one was there. I freaked out thinking I was hallucinating, and went and laid down and texted George about it. He told me that hallucinating was a really bad sign and I should probably go to the doctor. I freaked out and set my phone back down, but when I tried to get back up I couldn't. I could see my arms, and the pillow in front of me, and clock, which read about 10:00AM. I was completely frozen. This whole being frozen lying in bed happened multiple times throughout the dream, and I'm kinda thinking that this part may have been real.
Later in the dream, I manage to get up from George's bed. I'm wearing exactly what I was wearing when I went to sleep, but for some reason I know my friend Jean is going to be driving by so I put a jacket on and run out in a shirt, jacket, and panties to go greet her. I do so, and she drives off, and I go back inside and lay down in George's bed, where I try again to get up without any success. At this point I'm freaking out because I kept wondering if Jean and the car and her friends inside of it were just a hallucination, but I can't for the life of me get up. The clock in the dream read 10:14.
After this, I'm suddenly in Las Vegas with my parents. I'm worried about hallucinating, and I want to tell my parents. We drive along the strip and I see a lot of familiar hotels like Excalibur and Treasure Island and stuff, but we stop at a hotel I don't know. My grandma is there and is being super creepy and she's able to bend her body like a contortionist, which my grandma can definitely not do, so I'm worried again that I'm hallucinating. Suddenly I'm back in George's bed, and I wake up like I've been in a dream. The clock read 10:30 at this point. I grab my phone to check my text messages and sure enough, the text about me hallucinating and him telling me to go to the dr were still there. I try to text him back but I start losing control of my hands in a paralysis-type way. I'm lying back down staring at the clock, which read 10:42. I'm desperately trying to life my head, to move my arms, to do ANYTHING. I'm freaking out and almost on the verge of tears, when I FINALLY jolt upright in bed, breathing heavily. The clock reads 10:49 and I have a text from George. I look at it. The rest of the texts about hallucinating are gone, just the one about him telling me good morning. So at this point I'm willing to bet I'm not dreaming any more, but it's kind of hard to tell.
It began with me in Georges room, waking up after he had left for work. I walked out and his roommate Mansur was there, but Vanessa Wong and her boyfriend Angelo were there as well, and a bunch of other people I don't know. I went to his bathroom and his entire shower was blue. I was wearing my nose stud and it was all out of place so I was trying to fix it. I walked back out and no one was there. I freaked out thinking I was hallucinating, and went and laid down and texted George about it. He told me that hallucinating was a really bad sign and I should probably go to the doctor. I freaked out and set my phone back down, but when I tried to get back up I couldn't. I could see my arms, and the pillow in front of me, and clock, which read about 10:00AM. I was completely frozen. This whole being frozen lying in bed happened multiple times throughout the dream, and I'm kinda thinking that this part may have been real.
Later in the dream, I manage to get up from George's bed. I'm wearing exactly what I was wearing when I went to sleep, but for some reason I know my friend Jean is going to be driving by so I put a jacket on and run out in a shirt, jacket, and panties to go greet her. I do so, and she drives off, and I go back inside and lay down in George's bed, where I try again to get up without any success. At this point I'm freaking out because I kept wondering if Jean and the car and her friends inside of it were just a hallucination, but I can't for the life of me get up. The clock in the dream read 10:14.
After this, I'm suddenly in Las Vegas with my parents. I'm worried about hallucinating, and I want to tell my parents. We drive along the strip and I see a lot of familiar hotels like Excalibur and Treasure Island and stuff, but we stop at a hotel I don't know. My grandma is there and is being super creepy and she's able to bend her body like a contortionist, which my grandma can definitely not do, so I'm worried again that I'm hallucinating. Suddenly I'm back in George's bed, and I wake up like I've been in a dream. The clock read 10:30 at this point. I grab my phone to check my text messages and sure enough, the text about me hallucinating and him telling me to go to the dr were still there. I try to text him back but I start losing control of my hands in a paralysis-type way. I'm lying back down staring at the clock, which read 10:42. I'm desperately trying to life my head, to move my arms, to do ANYTHING. I'm freaking out and almost on the verge of tears, when I FINALLY jolt upright in bed, breathing heavily. The clock reads 10:49 and I have a text from George. I look at it. The rest of the texts about hallucinating are gone, just the one about him telling me good morning. So at this point I'm willing to bet I'm not dreaming any more, but it's kind of hard to tell.