Dior.

I don't know if it was worrying me or because I am truly amazed but, I dreamt with Dior's dresses of the "New Look", it was stuck in my head the whole night, and so many of his dresses kept on popping in my head and I had the desire to them all on! They are just... Beautiful! Dior knew how to make a woman feel like a woman, in my opinion. Anyways, that was pretty much my dream last night.

Rudeness

Short dream, really...

My mom was telling my sister that my christmas this year will be spent alone because I won't have a "someone" with me anymore, and she was laughing.

Went up to my room and I had bunk beds... again, ha. Though, instead of having my bed made in the top one, it was in the bottom one, but it wasn't even made, it looked like it was just placed there, not even tucked in or anything. And my cover was a turquoise blue.

Cruise.

I had a dream where I was on a cruise with two people I knew, one of 'em being my best friend.

We had to make something out of some beads that they gave us, color blue, different tones of blues and you either made a bracelet, a ring or a necklace, but my friend and I didn't know so we just beaded a size that was in between a ring and a bracelet. So, we finish what ever we where making and went on to a costume party, but this costume party was actually quite scary… these people didn't seem like real people, they where like "possessed" but was kept down-low but even like that, I felt their energy; strong and rough. And then I saw a little girl whom physically looked like me when I was that age and her face was painted in red and her eyebrows where painted with black... she looked like a devil, I think it was the idea of it. She scared me...

We go back to the cruise and this time we are begging for something physical, my best friend and I, but there's too many people around us, so I go to another room first, shutting off every light I pass so that no one can see us, but then... he never got to me.

Marrige.

I don't remember the whole thing. I just remember tiny bits.

Someone gave me an engagement ring, it was sort of a black diamond, though, it looked gray, and it was in  a shape of a small heart, it looked so familiar that in my dream I had said to that person "It's the heart I had given you!... you put it in a ring" and I was actually so very happy, I couldn't wait to marry that person.

Once again, he came back.

I was at school, minding my own business in class and then I see Alfonso coming in with a group of people I dislike a lot at school and he sat right next to me and when we saw each other wanted to avoid our gaze.

I got up from my chair and walked out of the classroom and he followed me, he had said something to me (I couldn't make out the words) but my answer to him was: "Fuck you! (with the middle finger up high)... it wasn't worth being together!" in that last phrase it seemed like it had hurt him.

Busy night with small dreams.

Last night I had a few short dreams, some of them where meaningless but meh, if our unconscious wants to speak, let it speak...

1st dream... I was at school, and we had to continue sewing our bottons though, I forgot to bring my fabric and buttons. I was scared of what the teacher would do to me by not bringing any material to work with in that class.

2nd dream... I was in my car, with my mom. She was driving and we where stuck in traffic by my house, by a light at a bread store. She pointed her finger at me and said very seriously "Family goes first" and she wanted me to convinced some how by my friends that she is right by what she said, though in my dream I knew that.

3rd dream... my dad was looking at a sports wear catalog and wanted a pair of pants that he knew was hard to get but non the less he wouldn't stop yelling at the sails person to get those pants some how.

The beach.

I was home with my parents and my best friend and his parents where here. My dad was telling us to pack for vacations to some beach we where gonna go to and my best friend asked me if he could go, I said that would be fantastic. I asked my dad if he could go and he didn't seem too convinced with the idea but non the less he accepted.

Next thing you know, we are all at the beach, I can feel the heat of the sun and the crashing of the waves and my friend wasn't there anymore. He left. And I don't ask why nor bother in looking for him, all I know is that he's safe and that he needed to do so.

He came back.

All I remember is being in a shower room with Alfonso. He had asked something related to us and I said that I wasn't ready for us to be back together, I hadn't figured out what I wanted in my future.

When I awoke, I had remembered more than that, but through out the day it had vanished little by little and to be honest, I'm glad. I felt like crap when I woke up.

Cleopatra

I was at my university and Victoria was with me. We where walking towards some place and it was sort of dark and raining very hard, cars where parked and there was a big truck that went by and had scared me for it's size and the sound it made. When it finished raining, I ran into an old friend, Paco. He used to be my friend in grade school along with his brother, Jorge (they are twins).

I had gone back inside the school, in reception area and I called at my house, apparently I wanted to check on my parents, something was going on, some ones death, I think but when I called a second time, my dad answered the phone, stuffed, sad... I knew he was crying though, he thought he was hiding it well until I asked him what was wrong and he told me that some international vetenarian hospital had to dispose of my dog, Cleopatra, for some reasons that they couldn't keep her anymore and it was sort of a second death for him because, we knew she died long ago (in real life, Cleopatra was a female dog we used to have, she died when she was 6 months old because she ate rat poison and my dad thought that he had killed her. That's another story) and the fact that my dad couldn't get her body back, some how, made him very sad. In real life, I had never seen my dad so sad before.

Iris's, left alone and mail box's.

I only remember fragments.

There was a huge dark brown pillow that had purple Iris's growing and every time someone would touch them, they would sink back into the pillow.

My brother and I where in some ones house, the room was color baby blue, perhaps even lighter. We where bored and we called my mom a couple of times asking for her to come back, that we didn't want to be in that place anymore, though, she never did come around to get us.

There was wooden stairs, they screeched every time you'd go up or down the stairs and apparently, it lead to my brothers room and I's and right out side the doors, where the stairs would end, there was wooden mail boxes; my brothers mail box was closed with a lock, but mine was opened.
Someone went up the stairs, saw that my lock was opened and seemed odd for that person. I don't know who it was.

Artificial Heart.

I was in a hospital, watching someone -I don't even know who it was- trying to breathe, trying to survive. He had an artificial heart, though, instead of being inside his body it was out in the surface, laying right on his chest and had 3 immense transparent tubes coming out of it.

The doctors had left the room without a care in the world wether he could breathe or not.

When I got close to him, he said to me "Can't... breathe..." though, being nervous of what to do about it I felt sure of myself that I had to unplug one of those tubes, nothing was going through them so, I disconnected it and warm air came out of it -the kind of air that a sick and recently operated someone releases and the smell... horrible, it reminded me of my dogs when they where recently operated-   and I immediately heard the guy breathe with great relief.

The day was beautiful, no clouds around and the building was cool.

Walk on by.

I was at my university, though, it wasn't the one I usually go to physically; it had huge arches and in that area there was no roof to cover us from rain or leafs, in my dream it was sunny and with a cool breeze, the walls and arches where painted color redish-orange, like a rusty color.

I was in that hallway finishing up some drawing for a class, minding my own business and then I lifted up my head because I heard someone coming towards my direction and it was my best friend walking towards my direction and, even though I knew it was my best friend it seemed like he was a stranger at first, but then I remembered that I knew him and though I hoped for him to say hello to me, he didn't and in my dream I expected he wouldn't. I know it did hurt me a little, though, as I always do, I push it back somewhere and focus my attention to something else, by then, I had to go back in class. It was an exam for my teacher Guillermo León (my fashion history teacher who is also a fantastic designer, I will say that much) and he said he wanted drawings, I don't remember exactly what kind of drawings he wanted but I drew a castle, green fields and there was a big tree next to it and for some reason, Don Quijote in the front of the whole picture, the most important out of the whole drawing. My teacher said that considering that I didn't do it in half an hour -like he wanted it- he said that it wasn't bad that he would give me an A for it.

The castle was color gray, but very light, you can almost confuse it with white, but not quite. And the roofs where color navy blue, at least the roof that I remember seeing was the tallest tower.

The class was huge, round and the walls where bricks, varnished.

Couldn't find any arches similar to what I had dreamt so, I picked this image because of the lighting.

Thank you for reading. I'd like to post a link to my teachers blog where he has pictures of his latest collection and runway show. He writes in spanish and in english so in either way, supposedly, you should be able to understand it.

Guillermo Leon

Killing game.

Literally, my score was posted and all.

We where in a water park (I say we because I wasn't alone, though, I can't remember who was with me) and it was raining very hard, it wasn't dark, I can still see (it might have been like 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon though, no sun) and the water from the pools where unsteady, they where very violent, crashing all over the place, splashing. I don't know who exactly I had to kill but I was, and many people, though, no blood anywhere.

One of my new girl friends might have been with me, the energy was familiar in my dream.

In the end, apparently, one of my brothers friends told me that I had won the game, that we didn't have to fight anymore. It seemed that I was relieved but I felt unsatisfied. It felt like I didn't complete the game at all, that there was a long way to go still.

And that was it. That's all I remember.

Purpose of this blog.

I find myself wanting to post a lot more lately, even though sometimes I don't have the time or sometimes I want to write so much that in my other blog I must label them as "Momentary thoughts".

Never thought I'd come to this, ever. Each time I find the writing more enjoying.

Now, the purpose of this blog:
I've been having many dreams and haven't really shared them. Sometimes they are fun, boring, scary (for me), exotic or erotic, etc. Sometimes past dreams come back to me. So, if I don't know what do they mean, exactly, then why not do this for fun and just write what my brain has processed through out the day.

Now, sometimes I do not remember whole dreams, but I'll write as much as I can remember.

I will post when ever I have a new dream so, don't expect me to write in it every day so... make sure you visit my blog now and then, hehe.

Enjoy!