I will start here since this is what I am remembering...First I was as usual, in what seemed to be Lucy's (Lawless) house, and was doing the same thing I always do which is go past THAT bedroom where I know they are, but I never r e a l l y look in there. As if I shouldn't be there, and I should not look. But I go there ever time. I always see someone in there, either Rob or Luce, but I never go in, because I know I am not supposed to be there. It is rather darkish, and I act like I am looking for the bathroom or something, but I know I am trying to see what is going on in that room. Very strange. This part of this dream is rather "normal". Meaning that I have been here before, many times. The same darkish place the room is in the 'same' place, and it all seems very familiar in a strange way. This is the same place I believe that I go all the time in my dreams. I also recall being in other places in 'Lucy's house around that room. It seems that I go to 'the same' place every time, even if the area surrounding the room is 'somewhat' different. I see dark wood, dim light, and I always rush past so that they would not see me there in a place I feel I should not be because it is part of her residence. But yet, I am in her residence. Very strange. In there dreams, I am always looking for Lucy. But I so very rarely actually see her. It is like all my dreams are in pursuit of finding her. I usually have more to do in this 'space', 'her house'. In this case I find myself not there long, and quickly pass by 'her' room and not sure exactly where I end up.
The next thing I remember is being outside, in a city type area. All I know is that I am outside Los Angeles, in the hills around it, because I am looking for Ventura Blvd. I see myself coming up to cross streets (modern, 'normal'). I would get there and look around to figure out where I was. even though I have no idea 'really' where I am. At some pointe I find myself in a NORMALLY very scary situation (being down in a city) "flying" not walking, I never really walk much, through what I can only describe as the seedy side of a city. I was going between and wheat seemed like under old buildings. I am not sure how to describe this. It was like nothing I have dreamed before. I remember specifically making myself go up to (hovering/flying) and touch a nearby building. It was directly in front of me, I went up several feet above the ground, and actually touched the building it see what it felt like. The building seemed like an art deco building. It is a bronzy/brownish colour. When I get up to it, it is not normal. It seems to be a bunch of pillars, so hard to explain here. Anyway, I flew away form there, and kept on moving through the large buildings, Below me was dirt and gravel (white), mostly dirt. I recall looking over to my right, about 50 feet away, as I was going through (rather hastily) I see what looks like homeless people keeping warm around a fire in one of those steel barrels. Seems oddly 'real'. I
thought about going over there, but was nervous, so I got out of there as quickly as possible. I then moved between two building like an alley, and can not remember exactly where I was after that. I think this is actually when I found myself at street intersections. So that earlier section is more likely here instead of earlier. I also know, at some point I came upon other people who actually talked to me. I have no idea what was said. I do know that I kept asking everyone where Ventura Blvd was. I would actually stop, and talk to them, I know things happened in there, but right now I can not recall what. I know that is kept getting darker as I looked for the road. When I was first outside, it was light, then he time seemed to move rather quickly, or it is just that duck thing that seems to happen rather quickly once it begins. I know I was looking in the western direction because I know that from where I was 'standing' up hill, looking down hill towards what I perceive as ****** **** (I do not want to say the actual name here). I just knew she was down there. Strange since I seem to always start in her 'house', or end up there near 'that' bedroom, which I know is really not her house, since I know her house & where it is. xX
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sleepy
artistic
drunk
lonely
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