Dream Diary - Dissecting Dreams

So I decided to try this dream diary thing. I always have pretty lucid dreams but they always come in such randomness and frequency that I have only ever noted the really important ones, such as the “Space Dream” noted previously.

First thing I can note from last night, I have some pretty wild dreams. Secondly, I dream a lot. Finally, I am much too lazy to write about it when I first wake up. When my alarm goes off, the only thing I want to do is go back to sleep.

Last night’s series of dreaming included dreaming about a neighbor who also has a VW Beetle, like mine; only theirs was also a 1967 and was also yellow, when in reality it’s blue. They also had a yellow ’67 Beetle converted into a Baja, and a third yellow ’67 used into creating some kind of ATV/Baja. As I walked around and studied these creations, I noticed that the small grill on the front fenders were different on each one.

Obviously, this dream is focusing on how I am trying to find a replacement fender for my Beetle, and the small grill on the front fender makes the ’67 stand out from the other years, making it harder for me to find. So finding someone, in my dream, who has three of the rare 1967 beetle is pretty wild.


Since I didn’t take notes, I don’t remember the conversion between dreams, or what order they came in, but I defiantly had one dream where I was naked. I found myself in a pride center (gay center) at a school, and as I walked though the center I realized I was nude. No one noticed my nudity as I made my way though the offices, and as I came to the end of the hall I went though a door that lead me to unoccupied machine shop. I remember finding it funny that a pride center would have a machine shop in it. I realized as I exited the machine shop and entered the grounds, I had better find some clothes due to fearing getting arrested for public indecency. By the time I found my self near the school’s main office, I was decent once more.

I believe this dream was mostly focusing on my strong sexual drive (being nude), but also had major emphasis around the empty machine shop in the pride center. For me, it shows how much I don’t fit into the gay community, as I was the only one in the center who felt at home in the shop. Again, this relates to every day stresses as I once again question my orientation, only this time instead of wondering if I am gay, I am wondering if maybe I am following a fashion by being gay.


I also remember wandering the halls of a hospital, finding myself lost with the fire alarm going off. I remember knowing the way out, but having to take elevators and then stairs to get to the right level, 4th floor, to exit the building. There was more to this dream, mainly with wandering and running around, but as to why, I can’t say.


Even the notes I do have don’t help me. I made a note about “burning gasoline” but with a safety can that we use at work. Now I can’t remember why or how I was burning it… I am fairly sure it doesn’t have anything to do with the fire alarm though.

I will try to write about them first thing tomorrow… if I can get out of bed.