This dream sequence is all written in reverse chronological order, from closest to waking up to as far back as I can remember.

There were stormy waters...I mean STORMY to the point where boats were flipping upside down, and my dad and Erica wanted to take a little boat out to a big boat. We were driving a green Honda Element and my dad drove straight into the water full speed and I was sure we were going to float away, but somehow he managed to get on top of a piling, drop the boat, and then drive back onto shore. I walked up to this cement structure that had basketball hoops...it was a series of staircases that led to a dead end with a basketball hoop at the end, some had glass or plexiglass at the bottom so you could see the other staircases, very MC Escher. I walked over to the side of the structure and there was a group of younger kids smoking pot. There was a quote painted on the wall, all I could make out was what said "Bottom end," it was all written in a very flowy script. I looked over and noticed the water was absolutely STILL, and I tried to catch one of the kids' attention to show him, and he wasn't listening to me. By the time he paid attention, the water was super stormy again.

I found a transcript of an email conversation by my lover and Erica, and he was coming on to her, HARD. It upset me immensely. I refused to believe it was him. She assured me it was him, and I kept refusing it. I found reason after reason, and finally there were some pictures, and there was someone in one of them that kind of resembled him, but I still said NO. I wouldn't believe it.

My dog Sydney got ahold of someone's lip balm, but it wasn't lip balm. It was a hair removal stick for your upper lip, and Sydney got ahold of it and wouldn't stop chewing it. I tried to give her other toys to chew on, but she wouldn't give it up. It made me really sad, more than angry, because she was being so disobedient and she is normally such a good dog.

I was in Erica's room and I'm not sure where she was, but there was a shelf full of perfumes. Our friend Annick had given her one, it was Chanel no. 10 for men, and it was the first one that caught my eye. I lifted it off the shelf and smelled it, and thought it smelled just lovely. I didn't see that it was for men. I put a little on, and later Erica came home and showed it to me, and I told her I had put a little on earlier and she thought that was fantastic. Like she was ecstatic about it. (This part makes a little sense, because Erica and Annick were playing a kind of pictionary game on the phone right when we were about to fall asleep, and the word Annick drew for Erica was perfume, and she wrote on it Chanel no. 5 or 9 or whatever.)

Erica and I (with a group of others, just dream people) were at a party, it was in a beautiful big house, and there were many different rooms with different live music situations and other things. We were by a staircase and this girl who was kind of moderating the party said we weren't allowed to go up this staircase because there were too many people, but we ran up the stairs when she wasn't looking anyway. There was just a big open room and a bunch of people sitting in little groups cross-legged. We joined them for a while in our own little group, but then started to think it was a little weird. We went and explored the upstairs a little more, and found this GRAND bathroom. The bathtub was MASSIVE and so beautiful. It had a very natural environmental feel to it, like you were out in a forest, somehow the room was decorated to feel very organic. There was a kind of waterfallesque situation where the water cascaded down the lip of the bathtub and over onto a flat expanse that just looked and felt like you were swimming in a forest stream or something. Very beautiful. Anyway the bathtub was kind of full and somehow one of us turned the water on and it just started overflowing and overflowing and water was getting EVERYWHERE and we were soaked and we couldn't turn the water off for the life of us. So we booked it out of there.

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I was with my parents and my brother and his girlfriend (fictional) and we were playing in the water somewhere, it was beautiful and there was a huge waterfall, but leading up to the waterfall the water was really calm and pleasant to where you could walk right up to the edge without worrying about being swept away. My brother and his girlfriend ran up to the edge and flung themselves off, while I watched wearily from the edge. They both plunged down into the depths and then came soaring back up even above the edge of the waterfall with looks of ecstasy on their faces, waving and asking me to join them as they flew through the sky, and then fell back down toward the water. I finally decided to go for it and timidly stepped off the edge, and instead of diving face first just did a pencil dive. The falling was quite nice, almost like flying but not quite as blissful. Once I got into the water, I was confused, because I thought I shouldn't be able to breathe but I could. It was like there wasn't a real separation between the water and the air. My brother and his girlfriend were down at the bottom when I got back up to the surface. I asked them why I didn't bounce up trampoline style like they did, and my brother said that after jumping you had to dive down and force yourself back up. I wasn't about to walk all the way back up to the top of the waterfall again. My brother's girlfriend asked me if I was okay, and I didn't understand why. She said I had hit my head on a red sanitizer bucket (?!? Work is always interfering in my dreams somehow) that was floating next to them as I came into the water. I didn't think that I had, but I believed her, and then I felt the pain. It was as if I hand't actually hit the bucket but I materialized the pain and impact once she told me it happened. After I realized that I made myself feel it, I sort of had this cloud come over me and my dream actually transitioned into the next sequence.

I was walking around the neighborhood where I lived (fictional), and there were pieces of jewelry laying all around the ground. I picked up the ones that I liked, there was a piece of rose quartz that I picked up, there was a piece of larimar, and then there was something yellow that I also liked. I brought all these things home, as well as a black hello kitty umbrella with pink top and handle that was laying in the middle of the road. The house was a split-level, with a strange division in the family room that prevented one from seeing out of the window from the sitting area in the main room. I had placed all of these things on a table in the middle of the room. The lady came in and saw the hello kitty umbrella and accused me of stealing it. I told her I found it in the middle of the street and she could totally have it back, and she said she didn't want it for herself it was for someone. I told her please then take it, I just found it in the middle of the street, and she kept making excuses and talking about taking it but not actually doing it.

I was at this interesting skatepark type place where there was a kind of rollercoaster that was a public transit system, and it was mostly rails and one or two ramps. I was skating around and was actually proficient, I was there with my friend Daniel Mott (who doesn't skate either). I was having a really great time going up the ramps and around the rails, and it felt like...the way I was controlling the board with my weight was more controlled by my thoughts than my actual actions. It was bizarre. I was aware of how I was manipulating the board very cerebrally.

My friends and I returned to some restaurant that I we had been in, and I didn't remember very much about the time we spent there. It was an open restaurant, like in Hawaii, where there were no walls or ceiling and there were tables kind of spread around haphazardly. I walked over to a table and there was a very large hazmat/fireman type suit on it. I picked up the helmet and realized that it was my suit. There was puke all over the inside of the suit. ALL OVER. I distinctly remember smelling it in my dream, which is interesting, I don't normally recall smells. Then I began to piece together what had happened the night before at the place. Apparently I got hammered and puked all over the inside of my suit. As to why I was wearing the suit in the first place, I have no idea.

listening to: m. ward, right in the head

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I dreamed that I was hanging out drinking with my dad and brother and for some reason I was drinking earl grey tea, and my portion of the bill ended up being $11.30. (This possibly could have been myself reminding myself that Erica had to go to work at 11:30 this morning, and I was driving her to work.) There was some kind of race going on, there was a girl and guy going for the same thing, the girl ended up dying? My brother and I were at my grandma's house with my mom and a fictional aunt, talking about how we had never been in there alone before. Which I think is strange. (Never having been alone in my grandmother's house, that is.) There was someone in my grandma's house I was telling about needing to go to the dentist, and she was informing me things about it I already knew. "You need to get those cavities filled." Really, lady? Why do you think I am going to the dentist? For funsies? OBVIOUSLY I want to get my cavities filled. As you can see, I was quite annoyed in my dream, haha. It seems to have carried into waking life.

For some reason, I am struggling to bring details to mind right now. I wonder if it is because I drank more than usual right before bed?

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