Dream journal
I don't dream often, but maybe keeping a journal will make me dream more.
26. 11. - 27. 11. 2025
Had another fever dream, I'm sick again. I dreamt a video game, a creepy puzzle game/walking simulator with a dirty industrial aesthetic. You needed to use ropes to suspend certain objects to progress through some dark industrial pipework. There was also a small dwarf character but he didn't say anything, just sat there. An overarching symbol in the dream game was a tree woman with two faces, her branches and roots connected.
9. 11. - 10. 11. 2025
Tonight I dreamt that my parents for some reason exhumed the grave of my cat who passed away last year. I was really mad at them and I woke up crying. I miss him.
8. 9. - 9. 9. 2025
Tonight I was a little sick, so the dreams were strange and vivid. The first dream was a sex dream that im not gonna get into.
Then there was a dream where I helped an artist make a cool ass mural on the wall that changed form. It was for kids or something and it was in the style of kid drawings. But the artist also had a book he wrote in which he collected ww2 partisan memoirs. Then my friends came to look at the mural and i took some pictures and one of my friends had a cute little dog, but it was diseased and had to get a medicine shot right in the heart. :(
Then the dream shifted into some kind of weird lord of the rings spinoff where the army of good guys had a cohort of good orcs that they then turned on and started killing because they "had to show they were stronger than them". Then there were some big green titans in the army that started turning into rooted brocolli-like trees. They looked like they were animated in early 2010s CGI. One of them, a younger looking one, cut his roots so he was able to move. Me, or someone standing in as me in the dream, told him that he's probably going to die without his roots. Then he asked me "Am I supposed to count my blessings and my curses?" I replied yes, and he said "But that feels like I'm constantly stuck in some third rate comedy club". And I said "Yeah, that's life. It sucks." And the dream ended.
