Unidentified Flying Object

This dream was SO vivid and SO awesome. I love having amazingly amazing vivid dreams, especially those that involve flying.

The premise of this dream is that I needed a ride to Michigan Youth Arts Festival, which already happened months ago, and I did not, in fact, need a ride. In this dream, I apparently did.

I went to my friend's house. She was going to the festival too. I do not know who this girl was. She was a combination of my friend Jami, (who was actually at MYAF) a girl I know named Molly, and a random asian girl. I don't know what her name was, but I'll just call her Molly because that's who she most reminded me of.

So I got to Molly's house and we went into this room that was specifically for boarding this spacecraft-thing that we were going to be taking to MYAF. It was huge and looked kind of like a flying saucer, but more sophisticated. The outside reminded me of a tent.

The way of boarding the UFO was really strange, one had to go through a series of rituals, even be in the right mind-set, and when everything clicked the UFO would pull the rider up into it with some unknown force that the person would feel in his or her hand as they touched the doorway of the UFO.

Molly only took a few minutes to get into the UFO because she was used to it, but it took a frustratingly long time for the UFO to accept me. When I was finally pulled up into it, it was like a cross between a tent and a trampoline on the inside. The UFO could travel so fast that it would take about twenty minutes to make the three hour trip to MYAF.

However, we did not go to MYAF. We went to the Old West for a potty break, because I really had to pee. (I really did have to pee in my sleep, because when I woke up I went to the bathroom and peed for about a minute straight.)

The Old West town was very suspicious of us, and we were trying to blend in because for some reason, they wouldn't approve of our real identities. I got in the long line to use a gross little wooden-walled bathroom. There was no door on the one toilet stall that men and women had to share, and the girl toilet was right in the doorway. (This may stem from my anxiety about using the toilet when other people are around.)

I never got to do my business, I think the villagers ended up turning on us. I distinctly remember meeting a bright green bird who told me a legend about a bird that could shoot flames out of its butt and fly enormous heights, then claimed to be the bird in the legend.

I believed the bird and got on its back when it promised me it could help me escape. It took off over the water, which resembled a wave pool, flew about halfway to the big wall, then crashed and burned.

Instantly, I was back in the UFO with Molly and another guy who was reading a magazine in the corner. I started going through my luggage for MYAF and realizing that I had forgotten the majority of the things I needed for the weekend, including all of my linens and my outfit for the performance.

I started asking Molly if we could run back to my house. After all, it would only take us about twenty minutes to get to MYAF, so we had time. At first she refused, but then we were instantly back in my house and I was stuffing all of the things I needed into my bags.

Finally, we were going to be on our way to MYAF, but the UFO would no longer accept me and pull me up into it, so the dream ended with me trying futilely to get up into the UFO as Molly and her mother stood by and put added pressure on me.

America's Got Talent Live

I was in school, in an aerobics class. However, the class didn’t take place in the gym, it took place in a normal classroom with rows of desks. The class changed and suddenly I was inexplicably in an empty biology classroom, then the school’s swimming pool.

In the pool I immediately dropped all of the important things that were in my pockets and they sunk to the bottom, so I went underwater to get them. I’m not sure how this happened, but I ended up locked in an embrace with this boy who goes to my high school, Cooper.


He said he was just trying to be chivalrous, but from that point on we became engaged in a passionate love affair that included him taking me to see “America’s Got Talent” live, and I was very excited to see Howie Mandel. At one point I asked him, “What about your girlfriend?” but he claimed that they were breaking up anyway, and I’m not sure why I didn’t also consider my current boyfriend.


Then I was with Jim and Pam from the office and we were trying to get Michael to go to the hospital because he was obviously ill, but he kept avoiding it and tried to go into a sleazy Thai restaurant instead.

Another Night with the Living Dead

Yet again, it is the zombie apocalypse in my sub-conscious. I watched my first-ever horror movie last night, and this must be a result. (Not a zombie movie, a horror movie.)

It was the tail end of a zombie break-out. I had made it to the end, and so had my father. We were in a small tribe of people who were living (surviving) together somewhere around Tillson Street in my neighborhood. We had drifted around to several different groups and we were so used to living in the post-apocalyptic world that I was no longer even afraid of zombies, they were more of an annoyance.

At this point in the break-out, there were no more crowds of zombies. A handful or a few stragglers showed up as the dream progressed and I would always take care of them pretty swiftly. It was unrealistic because I didn’t destroy the brain, which is what most experts agree is the only way to truly kill the undead. I just killed the zombies in any way that would cause a human death.

For the majority of the dream, I was driving several people home from the small gathering that we had been in, and they were all my age and from my school. One of them was my friend Kyle from marching band, and possibly my friend Rose.

I drove them each home over the course of the day, killing the occasional zombie along the way. Finally, I was dropping one of the last kids off, and there were a bunch of band people hanging around near the person’s house. We went over to hang out with them when a fairly large group of zombies ran over, larger than I had seen in a while. I’m pretty sure one of them was my friend Vance.

Chaos ensued. I managed to get into my car and away from the attack. That’s all I remember.

Invisible to Human Eyes

In this dream, I could make myself completely invisible. I did so one morning and ran down the street to my ex-boyfriend’s house while invisible. (In reality he lives several miles away from me.)


I got into the house when his mother ran outside and started yelling about how she wanted relish sandals. (I don’t even know where that came from.) I snuck indoors and up to my ex’s room, where he was sleeping still.

I decided to get into his bed with him, even though I knew the second I made a sound he would know that it was me and not his current girlfriend. (I think her voice is higher than mine.)

I snuggled up behind him and he woke up, not seeing anyone in his bed but feeling me behind him. He said something like “Oh good, you’re here again,” as if he were talking to his current girlfriend, which led me to assume that she could also turn invisible and snuck into his house occasionally as well. It made me intensely uncomfortable that he thought I was his current girlfriend, as my intention hadn’t been to cuddle, but just to see what he would do.

I decided that I’d had enough, I didn’t want to give myself away when he realized I wasn’t saying anything or responding to him, so I climbed out of his bed and started opening the window to escape. Unfortunately, the window screen was pretty hard to get out, so Ex-Boyfriend noticed me escaping and started grabbing at my wrists, trying to get me to stay and asking me why I was mad at him. (Still under the impression I was his current girlfriend.)

Eventually, I escaped out the window and ran down the sidewalk, still invisible, until I was sure the coast was clear. The neighbors’ dogs could sense me as I ran past.
Next, I became visible and went to a large strip mall/Costco-type place with a group of my friends. I’m not sure who all was with me but I know that one of the girls was one of my Latino friends.

We walked around, I bought several cookies, and then I came across a girl I know, Bridget, in a section of the mall where some of the kids from my school were hanging out. I was surprised to see that she had no legs, although I had somehow already known this in the dream. I commented to her about her legs and made a joke, which she thankfully laughed about and said that she didn’t have her fake legs with her. I kept trying to remember what had happened to her, but all I could remember was that it was some sort of freak accident.


Next, I went outside to a horse corral and got on a horse as an instructor stood by. I kicked its sides and we cantered down the length of the corral, turned, and cantered back. The horse was reluctant to stop and I had to pull on the reins and yell “Whoa!” over and over before it would obey me. I was embarrassed at first, but then the instructor said that I was the best client she’d had all day.

Finally, I got into my van to wait for my family. A creepy middle-aged bald man started walking towards the van so I turned invisible before he saw me. Unfortunately, he proceeded to get into the driver’s seat of the van before I could lock the doors and began driving it away. I stayed invisible, petrified, especially when I recognized him as a mentally unstable criminal that we were supposed to be watching out for.
Since it’s the evening in real life now, I cannot remember how this dream ends. This is very disappointing to me. I’m pretty confident that I got away from the car-jacker, but there was nothing more about my invisibility, why I could do it, or what I did with it.

Another Wedding Flop

I was at my own wedding, getting ready to marry my current boyfriend. I had a very simple white dress on, it was floor length but not poofy or flowy, and I’m pretty sure it had a large bow on the front, or at least a neckline that reminded me of a large bow. My fiancé was wearing a black tux with a white shirt and pink tie and vest, and looked very sexy. However, we’ve only been dating for a couple weeks, and that was very apparent in this dream because we were obviously rushing things.

At our wedding ceremony, one of my friends sang and another girl I know named Grace played the trombone. We took a brief break, and then we were going to continue with speeches given by my mom and dad, which I announced, and got teary-eyed because it was such an emotional moment.

Unfortunately, during the break my fiancé disappeared. Someone then told me that he had changed his mind and was leaving me at the altar. I ran off to find him and found him in street clothes in a hotel room. I was pleading for him to come back because I didn’t want to look silly in front of all of our family and friends, but he never did.

(I don't recall if I blogged it or not, but I once had a dream that I was getting married and someone started making a human centipede out of my wedding guests during the ceremony. It was probably the worst thing that can ever happen at someone's wedding.)


I'm actually surprised I haven't had this dream yet.
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