Dream of Romania

A Dream of Romania
I dreamed I was sitting at home (some home not this one but home to me) and I recalled that Mircea (my cyber overseas boyfriend, he lives in Bucharest Romania) had told me what street he lived on. So I decided to unexpectedly drop in on him. So, as in all my dreams when I have to go great distances, I hop in the car and drive. I cannot describe the gorgeous mountainous scenery that I passed driving down this highway to Romania, it was drop dead gorgeous. So I get to where he lives I don't know his exact apartment number but someone tells me and I show up and he's VERY happy to see me. Except things don't go so well. First off there's not a stitch of furniture in his apartment. No chairs, couch, bed, tables, NOTHING. I walk down a hallway and there is a room that is VERY brightly painted blue with blobs of white that looks like it was painted to be or match the sky. I asked him what the room was for he didn't answer. All the while I was there it was like, he was happy to see me and all but he didn't really CARE. At one point I was trying to instigate a lovemaking session and he just wasn't into it. I got up and walked back to the blue room and demanded to know what the room was used for. He wouldn't tell me. I went down another hall and there was another room, this one deep red and brown trimmed, with construction things in it, sawhorse, saws, tools, like the room was just built or redone. There was a door to the back of the room I opened it and a cool breeze caught me and I liked it and he said "this could be your room" ... first I was pissed I wouldn't be sleeping with him and second, the room was a disaster, there were big holes in the wall (hence where the breeze had come from) and the paint was peeling and it was a wreck. I looked at him and said "there are holes in the wall" and he shrugged and walked out. I followed him and went on outside, I'd wanted to see some of the country, he was obviously not going to show me around so I decided to leave, and see some more of the country on my way home. Another woman was outside the apartment house. She knew me she was a friend of mine. She was there to have sex with Mircea. I became furious, I asked her if she'd been doing this a long time and she said 'sure it's no big deal'. Somewhere along the line there was a man associated with Mircea that hurt people, like an assassin. He ultimately hurt or killed the woman. At any rate I'd had enough I decided to go home. She was going to give me directions but the assassin took her out so I had to go as far as I could and ask directions on the road. I thought I could make it following the signs. I left and at first drove through a rural area, on a road that unmarked exits just popped up every minute or so. I eventually drove into a town, and there were old world people there, some with carts of fruits and other things to sell, some just wandering around town. I passed a carwash and came to a fork in the road. One white sign with green lettering said MART and the other white sign with green lettering said POTO. I chose MART and took off to the left. The scenery got rural again and around that time I awoke.

More of the Bizarre

The series of dreams started with one that started with a prank phone call. Because I had the nerve to talk to the guy he kept calling and calling. It turned into kind of a parody of Scream. I was being stalked everywhere. There was one scene where it was at night and I was on a bright city street in a red dress and he called and said he could see me and I asked what was I wearing and he said red dress red shoes and I began to worry. I had been going many places, some with my mother and he kept calling everywhere we were.

The second dream I had just gotten a job in an office in a building that was somewhat still under construction. I was learning my way around the office and learning about the people there, at one point I had to go to this guy's office, he was a photographer. He had curly blonde hair and a ridiculously protruded horselike mouth. He was divorced with a daughter and wanted to take me to either Hawaii or New York. I told him I didn't care for the islands but I'd love to go to New York. I was walking around the offices with papers in my hand looking for another office and ended up outside (note I was still in that same red dress, odd) and I was standing there and a nice looking older man in a business suit told me to step wide, there was a train coming. I looked down and I was standing on railroad tracks. I stepped away from the tracks and a steam engine was on the way. To the side of the tracks was a platform made of wood and there were handpainted signs around it that indicated it to be a cafe. The waitresses wore purple maid uniforms with white aprons and purple hosiery. I began to awaken at that time.

Dani Dream (friend from chat)

Series 1: I dreamt that Al Pacino and Nicole Kidman were doctors and Kidman had the hots for Pacino. I was there in some sort of training fashion. There were two women there that I worked with one was about as large as me and didn't have much hair, like she'd been through chemo, the other was comically large, her stomach protruding like a huge oversized eggplant. They were wanting me to take a diet shot but I was fighting it because I hate needles. At one point Kidman was looking at Pacino through binoculars from another area of the halls and was looking at his crotch area and saying like, oh yes mhmm ... really funny.
Series 2: I dreamt I was in a really piece of shit car and was meeting Dani in a really sleazy part of town. I met him on the street and we went to this place I think I was going to live there and we hung out and we talked and when he left I looked back over this room and it was completely empty except for gray carpet and there were some leaves on it that had been tracked in.
Series 3: I dreamt there was this Ward and June Cleaver kind of couple except the man was kind of fat. He was suididal. He had just gotten out of the hospital and I was driving them home or I was in the car we were driving very fast and in New York and entered a freeway in front of an 18 wheeler, but it was just tense not frightening. At some point the man threw himself off a bridge (small one) and the wife was clinging to him and she went over too. They landed in about 4 feet of water face donw and lay there for a moment then got up and out, the woman being mad at the man. Then blissfully, I awoke.

Davy Jones ...

Scene 1: I dreamt I was in a REALLY fine apartment on a sunny day it was a two story apartment with a narrow staircase leading between floors. There was something wrong like plumbing or something and I was coming downstairs to let a maintenance man in. I remember looking the place over to make sure it looked alright before letting him in and it was immaculate and just FINE in mild woodtones and white sheer curtains that let the sun shine through it was just beautiful.

Scene 2: I was driving at night along a canyon road. Don't know where I was going or from where I'd come, I was just driving and it was dark and deserted.

Scene 3: I dreamt of Davy Jones (singer/actor). He was all drunk and depressed, and we were in the parking lot of a grocery store. I was wheeling my cart to the car and he was running out in front of cars. I had this big ball in my cart and gave it to him and he started bouncing it and throwing it up in the air and my mother pulled into the parking lot in a green car and he fell against her car going after the ball and I told him "that's my mom in that car" and when she got out he introduced himself and then I woke up.

The Aliens Are Coming!

Ok how weird is THIS!

I dreamed aliens (that looked just like us but had french accents) landed here and they incorporated into our daily lives, taking jobs and becoming part of society. The only way you knew you were dealing with an alien was they spoke with this accent. I was at a store with a friend of mine. She looked so pretty with her hair all done up in a really pretty dark blue dress with flowers and stuff, I've not seen her in ages. Anyway I bought this plain cotton dress yellow and blue plaid kind of thing and took it to the register. I handed the guy behind the counter a 20 (he was an alien) and he just tucked the money in the drawer and didn't give me the change. I went ballistic ... I was shouting and throwing a fit, he finally gave me the money but I was so furious. I went into a building where either I worked or lived and there were a bunch of people there and I was complaining to them about how stupid the aliens were and how they shouldnt be allowed to handle money and the like. One of the guys suggested we go swimming and all of a sudden I was at this place it was GORGEOUS but it was like at the edge of a canyon that was so deep you couldn't see to the bottom. I was seeing all this gorgeous scenery like looking over the grand canyon (never been there) and people in bathing suits were jumping off this canyon and I was thinking man, this is too high these people are jumping to their deaths! But looking down, you see people climbing back up the side of the canyon. Then I woke up. SO strange!

Another strange one

I dreamt I had to move to Florida. Instead of being close to the water as one would think I was in a dirty, crowded industrial area. Like around a train yard. I had a friend there who had a husband and a friend who was suicidal. The suicidal friend wasn't being watched and somehow had gotten hold of a hand grenade. She took it into a public bathroom. There was a closeup of the floor just outside the bathroom focusing on the pin and then the view panned inside and one could see her feet in a stall where she was sitting then there was the explosion and the feet jerked a few minutes and was still and her hand fell limply into view. Then there was an arial shot over the stall and all there was of her was an arm and her legs, the rest had been blown up. My friend was really upset over it so I was taking her and her husband back to Texas in a pickup truck and I was having trouble maneuvering around the trains and was almost hit head on by one. At that point I awoke a little, I think I was cold so I adjusted my covers and went back to sleep. (ever try to sleep with a beagle?!)

The second dream was I was visiting a couple I know, he's a lawyer and she's an accountant. There was some guy I knew they were going to be talking to and he's really cute so I wanted to be there when he got there. In the meantime, I was on the phone to Richard Simmons, emphatically telling him about the vitamins I take. He was excited about them because they contained water (?!) and he wanted to tell everyone to take them. As I was talking to him on the phone there was like a split screen thing going on and I could see him on the phone. I kept waiting for the law office to open and before it did I woke again.

Is there a psychiatrist in the house?!