Tag: sleep

a dream I had about a girl I like making me a plate of food

Her red feet were the main thing I noticed when I returned from wherever I’d been the past few hours. I saw her on my walk there. She was just setting up her mini restaurant; a food truck of sorts at which customers could sit and eat under an umbrella roof. By the time I returned, it had just closed and she was sweeping the street.

I greeted her and asked how it went. She was apparently new to the gig. It may have even been her first day. She smiled; she’s one of my all-time favorite cuties; and said it went very well. I was genuinely happy for her. Her new business; I think it was Cuban or Columbian food; was evidently a success. I could tell she was exhausted though.

That goes back to her feet. She was wearing sandals and I could see just from looking down at them that the soles were red (pink) and probably sore. I desperately wanted to rub them; not just to make her feel better but for my own romantic and sexual desires. She’s one of the biggest crushes I ever had. She knew I had one on her but not how big.

She was also sweaty; it was a hot day in Florida; and breathing heavy from all the cleaning, which only turned me on more. If we weren’t standing out there on a public, albeit nearly empty, street; I think there was one man, perhaps a remaining police officer, standing near; I might’ve proposed my foot massage right then and there.

Instead she offered to make me a plate. I wasn’t particularly hungry, don’t like eating around people and didn’t want her to have to work any more than she’d already had, so I politely declined, but she sort of insisted on it. She started to walk me over to her food truck thingy. She obviously wanted me to try it, so I decided not to put up a fight.

She sat me at a table if you can call it that. The cramped umbrella roof area; the only place to sit if you didn’t already have a festival chair; couldn’t have fit more than a few people at a time. At this time, since she’d technically closed, I was the only one as she began to prepare my plate. Whatever it was, I was going to enjoy it coming from her.

2025 September 28

G Fuel Energy Drink : Dream Demon

G Fuel Energy Drink : Dream Demon

What A Nightmare On Elm Street has to do with beverages may be initially confusing, but consuming an Energy Drink to stay awake does make for a clever connection. Too bad the name seems to negate that fact by putting the emphasis on the Dream Demon Freddy Krueger himself. Don’t Sleep would’ve been better. The indistinct flavor is described as “tart fruit punch”.

my rating : 3 of 5

a dream I had about a girl masturbating on the phone

I was on the phone with a co-worker named Courtney. It was our first time talking on the phone, so we must’ve recently exchanged numbers. Perhaps that was my way of making up for what I did earlier that day or days earlier. I walked past and insulted her as a joke. She got upset; not mad but sad; which made me feel bad.

I knew she liked me in a romantical crush sort of way; she made it about as obvious as she could without actually saying it; but I didn’t feel the same about her. She was okay-looking; not attractive enough to be seen in public dating or anything like that but certainly attractive enough to have (secret) sex with if it came down to it.

It was just a normal phone conversation until she started breathing heavy. I thought it was because she was walking around, doing stuff around the house or getting ready for bed. It was dark outside, so it had to be late evening or early nighttime. The breathing started to turn me on even as we talked. Then she stopped talking.

The breathing continued, gradually becoming more pronounced, but she was no longer responding to my comments or questions. “What are you doing,” I might’ve asked, but she just kept on breathing. I thought maybe she fell asleep until she began to moan. It quickly crescendoed into what sounded like a powerful orgasm.

It was a hell of a surprise to me. We hadn’t been talking about sex or anything and she didn’t say anything to prepare me for it. She just did it. If the goal was to impress me, it worked. “Did you just do what I think you did,” I might’ve phrased it, “I didn’t know you had it in you.” My only regret was that I didn’t have time to record it.

2025 August 30

a dream I had about a girl I liked and driving to a grocery store

I’d been talking with a girl. I don’t know where we were, perhaps our college campus. It did sort of seem like Wayne State University, though later thoughts of driving to Walmart suggest we were more likely in Florida. Whatever the state or class subjects, there was romantic chemistry in the air.

We weren’t what people call boyfriend and girlfriend; just friendly acquaintances; but she did seem to have a crush on me as I kind of did on her. She was attractive enough; a slim girl with somewhat of a cute face and a skin tone about the color of mine. She also had what seemed to be a nice personality.

We were walking together, leaving campus or wherever we were for the day. It seemed the conversation was heading to the possibility of hooking up later to hang out or maybe even go on an impromptu date, but then it started to rain, which sent us scurrying off in separate directions to our cars.

I think she’d given me her phone number, so it wasn’t necessarily goodbye for the day. I remember thinking of calling or texting her but not wanting to seem more into her than she seemed to be into me. If she had my phone number, I probably would’ve waited to see if she would contact me first.

The next thing I remember is driving in the rain on a multi-laned street with traffic going both ways. I really enjoyed the drive, at least it seems in hindsight, perhaps only because of what just happened with the girl. I wasn’t in love or anything; her skin wasn’t as light as I normally go for; but I liked her.

That’s when I started thinking of Walmart. I was ultimately headed home but needed or wanted to stop at a grocery store first, which I did. It had started to get dark out by then. It wasn’t Walmart though. It was just a regular grocery store, which was good because I was tired of always going to Walmart.

2025 August 10

a dream I had about seeing two moons in the sky

After having a scary dream about Freddy Kruger in the dark basement laundry area of the house my family lived in when I was a child, I awoke, an adult, in my car or some other vehicle parked in a dreamworld version of the lot behind that same house. It was apparently morning because it was no longer dark outside, but it looked like it was about to storm.

The clouds were out and the wind was blowing hard as if there was about to be a tornado, so I walked briskly; okay, I ran; around the fence toward my house, cutting thru the area we used to walk thru to get to and from the corner Liquor store, Simpsons, Coney Island and such. That’s about the time I happened to look up at the sky and see the moon.

It wasn’t strange that the moon was out. It was morning and the sun was apparently behind the clouds, but there were two of them; two moons in the sky. I knew what I was seeing was supposed to be impossible, so I contemplated the possibility that it had something to do with my eyes; but as I looked around, I didn’t see anything else in sets of twos.

I looked up again and they were still there, moving around faster than I’ve ever seen; at one point nearly merging into one. That’s when I decided not to look up anymore. It was just too scary. Besides I had to get inside the house before the tornado came, which would’ve been even scarier. The weather was very quickly going from bad to worse.

When I reached the back door, I wondered if I remembered to bring my keys. I didn’t think I had time to run back to the vehicle, so I was going to hide underneath the porch and hope for the best, but there they were in my back left pocket where I normally keep them when I’m not going far. As I put the key in the lock, a loud thunder jolted me out of the dream.

2025 May 22

audio review : Digital Dreams ( song ) … Bass 305

I don’t know what these Dreams entail, but I’m imagining a futuristic and post-apocalyptic world à la Mad Max or the Virtual Bass album cover itself. That’s what this music; “mid tempo digital bass” music with a grungy techno twist; reminds me of. It’s a new sound for Bass 305 and easily one of their best songs.

my rating : 5 of 5

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audio review : Virtual Bass ( album ) ... Bass 305

a dream I had about a girl choking

I was watching a video; a recording of presumably a real event; perhaps on YouTube. It was of a girl; a young black woman; choking as if she’d eaten something that had gotten stuck in her throat. She was stumbling about. There were a few other people standing around her. It was night and they looked to be outside at some kind of small social gathering; perhaps a barbeque or picnic.

What was weird about the video was the fact that I was able to control it; not just in the sense of being able to pause it and such, but I was able control the choking girl’s actions as if I were her. A girl ran up to help her, then another, as she struggled to breathe. It almost looked like they were fighting. I guess that’s what gave me the idea to throw one of them into the air like a ragdoll.

The girl was still in the air, in fact, when I paused the video in regret, thinking I shouldn’t have done that. Not only were they just trying to help her, but the girl I was controlling was average-sized if not skinny and petite. Making her toss the other girl, who was about the same age and size, into the air like that made what was to that point a realistic scenario more like a dream.

They must’ve been at a park because by the time I came back to the video a short while later, they; at that point, there were a lot more people, including guys, on the scene; had her tilted upside down on the seat of a picnic table with her legs up in the air. They were holding her that way in a group effort to save her life, which I already seemed to know would be successful.

What I didn’t know, and was quite curious about, was what she was choking on. The camera, which seemed to be operated by a spectator with remarkable skills, did a slow pan from her bare legs wiggling in the air; she was wearing either a skirt or shorts; down pass the obstruction of the table to her head, which was held by another (new) girl with long and probably fake fingernails.

The girl with the long nails was sitting or lying on the ground (grass/dirt) fingering the choking girl, still being held upside down, in the mouth with two or three fingers in a fast thrusting motion as if she were fingering her pussy near the end of a lesbian sex session. It didn’t take long for me to realize why she was doing it as the choking girl starting throwing up… or down.

The sight of vomit would normally make me look away in disgust, but I was damn curious about what she’d been choking on, so I watched intently. Her being physically (sexually) attractive helped as I observed the contents of her stomach squirt out and pool onto the ground. Bits of what I assumed was chewed food were soon followed by a light bulb; a large clear fully-intact light bulb.

The choking girl, who was no longer choking and now sitting upright, grabbed it and held it up for all to see. It was amazing not only that something so big was able to fit down her throat but that it didn’t break during the process, which would’ve probably killed her. It did seem to have some give as if it were made of something softer than glass. Perhaps that’s what did the trick.

2025 February 21