dreamscape

Lately I've been keeping a dream journal. Its not going well. Here is my latest entry.

"I dreamed it was the med room and someone was like its daylight savings so its a couple hours ahead, and i said it doesn't work like that. I think it was heather from work. Its hard to remember"

I have run into a few kinks with this project. Namely, I keep dreaming that I am writing in my dream journal. Then when I do actually write, I can only remember snippets, and my handwriting is pretty much illegible. 

On the other hand my dreams have become way more crazy/vivid/awesome. 

we were at a big building with elevators. and they went up and down. and i was trying to escape from something.or at least there was something scary going down. i had the power of stealth, but the sensation of biking too close to the curb, when you get a jitter down your spine. once i  had to pretend like i was dead. it was  creepy. i had the cap of something in my hand, and as i lay there, in a gown? i was trying to keep my arms crossed and let them not see the rise and fall of my chest, and the little red bike tube cap in my hand. it was like there was a plot to destroy a royal family, and i was in it. each of these elevators lead to a circular shaped room, like the one on the main floor in berchets. except that the elevators were slow and unpredictable and i was trying to escape. there were stairs and i couldn't figure it out. one time the elevators opened onto nothing.then i was down on ground level and it was a big convention center building. except not - you know, different in the way dream things are. i was running all around it. once i ran the stairs in the bottom basement. i think this is because i hit the P1 button in an elevator to escape. 

Weird dream. I dream about work a lot, and the hospital. I also have been seeing more of the people from my life in dreams, instead of strangers. I like dreaming. I like daydreaming. I daydream when I run. Its awesome. Its cool because when I'm running its like there's a soundtrack to my dream, and the music usually affects where my mind goes, and in what direction, before I lose it. I like new music because it takes me new places when I run. I'll run longer. Sometimes faster, sometimes slower, but always longer.