My 7 Cups Dream Journal

Entry 11: Video Game Hunting

I spent some time searching for video games for my mother to play online that she used to love on her phone but couldn’t play on a phone for some reason.

The one she loved most was called “Searching for it” (or something) and it was an 8-bit game about a person collecting items and fitting into mazes by growing extra appendages.

I was mostly trying to make sure that the websites were safe, but I also kept finding fake versions of her game called “Finding It!”

(I tried posting this one yesterday but it wasn’t working, so have a double entry)

Entry 12: more kittens

I was living with my mom and dad. My younger sister and her ex showed up and brought kittens, so many kittens that I was rushing around sealing up holes in the house where even more kittens were entering.

I got so overwhelmed I began to cry. The ex thought it was okay to try licking my tears away like an animal, so I began hitting him. I drove them out of the house, picking up as many kittens as possible and making them take them away. I turned to my parents and asked them why they didn’t do anything but they said nothing.

Entry 13: Another bedroom

My aunts came over to help me with something and kept asking about my bedroom. I got confused because I live in a studio so I sleep in the big front room, but as they kept asking I finally looked around (going down the short hall where my bathroom is) and found a whole bedroom that my mother stayed in for a month before leaving. It was interesting because that was referencing another dream I had a month or two ago.

Entry 14: Weird Nightmare

So I was living with someone as a roommate and they were a bit unhinged- they were decorating their face in a mask made of food and covering their entire car in a meal. The second I said I wanted to leave, I was knocked unconscious and then vaguely tortured for their amusement. (I say vaguely because I could only recall the hurt but not what was happening, aside from a scary looking injection that made me think my legs were gone.)

As if any of that wasn’t weird enough, my roommate’s husband suddenly revealed that he was the Norse god Odin and I oddly felt betrayed.

I sort of had my own Star Wars: Episode lll Revenge of the Sith moment but I didn’t have a lightsaber battle or bother to exclaim over a Chosen One.

Entry 15

There was some kind of an event at a trailer park where I once lived as a kid, and since I kept seeing my two aunts I thought it was something about my father. Maybe another Celebration of Life since I bowed out of the real one?

I kept avoiding them, saying I had to find a bathroom but the only one I could find had no stalls, just a bench of toilet seats that all these other women were using. I couldn’t get in for the longest time, and when I did I ended up next to a guy and feeling very uncomfortable.

When I finally returned to one of my aunts she started to guilt me for finding reasons not to be present and was only sort of understanding when I mentioned the problem with the restroom.

Entry 16: Fist Bump Failure

I was just interacting with a person and I was super proud of myself for even being outside, then it was about time for us to say goodbye.

They offered their hand and I excitedly offered mine for a handshake. Then we both laughed because they were trying to fist bump me!

I quickly learned that I literally couldn’t do a fist bump. It was like I forgot how and even though they were explaining how it worked I still kept messing up.

It was so silly, I knew it was, but when we eventually had to wave goodby instead of successfully bumping fists I was struck by a wave of failure.

Entry 17: The longest shift ever

I appeared to be working at my old job again, aware of my real life situation and doing it anyway because I needed the money.

I’d begun my shift by doing awesome customer service while at the register. I was doing pretty well, all in all, then it became later and later and I got so confused.

I kept looking at the sheet of paper left at each register to list all front end employees shifts, and finally realized my very first shift was an extended shift to close the store. I had thought the shift would be over at 5! Then it got closer to 10 and more of my customers became awful.

One of them kept trying to take flowers from arrangements and bouquets from the floral department and pay for only a few blooms. As I was having to handle that I noticed that I’d taken my attention away from the belt and that many items had made it past me without getting scanned.

Then when I was having trouble closing my check stand because more customers were flooding into my lane and ignoring the signs and that my light was off.

I finally got away and spoke to someone upstairs who confirmed that this was my shift for the whole week.

I got overwhelmed and thought about quitting so I could leave.

Yes. I never realized that Hostess came out with a Twinkie cereal (just sugar dusted cereal bits that look like Twinkies) but even in the dream I found the inclusion of actual Twinkies in Cheerios to be a bit much.

Entry 19: (trigger warning for death and killing rabbits)

I was visiting a person I personally think has long since passed away. I didn’t like her, she was cruel and mean, so the only reason why I think she was there was because the anniversary of my friend’s passing is coming.

So I get there with friends or family members and put some stuff away in one of many spare rooms- when I woke up the next day neither me or my friends/family could find our stuff. So the woman ended up taking all of it and lying about it.

I called her out for it and tried taking our stuff back. Then I found all these rabbits! They were black and gray, young and older, and just kept flooding the area and getting in my way. I had enough when I was told I would have to care for them since it was in my spare room.

I ended up having to kill them, even as I was sobbing and exclaiming ‘why is this something I have to do, why am I the one?’

I then got in the woman’s face and started calling her out for how she treated everyone, how she treated me, and how she disrespected my dead friend.

She began pretending to cry and tried to get her neighbors to stand with her against us but no one would once we showed them the evidence.

I woke up unnerved and feeling off.

Entry 20: fighting a war (trigger warning: blood and violence)

Yesterday I woke up from a dream where I was fighting a war within my neighborhood.

Somehow some important things belonging to me and my sister who is currently going through a lot of trouble. I had to go out and hide in bushes armed with a cleaver to rescue what was supposed to be my father’s urn and some other things belonging to my sister. My sister was hiding in the bushes and refused to do anything like she’s doing now.

I had to creep out from the bushes and face some people I didn’t know, and at best gave one a flesh wound because even in the dream I was squeamish about fighting.

Ugh. I have to get ready for therapy now.