Sister

Apr 5, 2026

"I dreamed that I was sharing a room with four people, each of us having our own bed. One of them was a friend I previously had some conflict with. In the middle of the night, I heard someone sneaking into the living room, so I quickly opened my eyes and saw someone entering the bedroom. I forgot what happened earlier, but it seemed like he was interfering with the dream within our dream, trying to send us wrong messages through the interference. He then walked between me and my friend and mistook me for her twin sister. He started talking, comparing the strengths and weaknesses between the two “sisters,” trying to stir up conflict between us. The next day, I was really angry and went to tell my other friends about what happened last night. My high-school crush was also there. I tried to tell the whole group about what had happened, but my voice felt stuck, like it was so hard to speak. People didn’t seem to be listening, but my crush was still paying attention. Eventually, I was able to speak normally again. Then I found myself in a breakfast shop, as if I was waiting for someone. I picked a seat, and later my friend arrived with her mother (who was my primary school teacher), along with my own mom (who is her mom’s colleague). We sat together. A lady came over selling pastries. She asked once, and I rejected her. When I finally noticed that I was actually interested in one of the food items, she had already turned away to talk to my friend. She tried to call my friend’s name, partly correct but not fully. Then my friend’s mom said the full name. I was confused—did this lady know us? Maybe she was one of our former teachers. After waking up (in real life) and falling back asleep again, I dreamt another dream. I dreamt that I was with my family on the roadside next to a forest area. I was sitting on a rock, and little lizards kept crawling onto my hand, and I had to keep flicking them off. My dad walked ahead, seemingly performing something—like he was returning a giant lizard to the forest. Then many small animals started running out. My dad came back, and just as we were about to leave, we saw an elephant walk out. I picked up my phone to take a photo, but our relatives ran over to take photos with the elephant first. After they all left, I stayed where I was (we were back on the main road) and lifted my phone again, but the elephant was already gone. I was confused—didn’t they fail to take a photo with the elephant just now? Then I was in a spacious area that looked like a church. I met my high-school crush again. He was standing on the stage and asked if I was still single, as if implying that he would be upset if I wasn’t. The atmosphere turned romantic. We hugged and were about to kiss, but we felt that the spot was too visible. So we walked to a more hidden area (not visible from the windows), and there we held each other closely and kissed."

Jan 19, 2026

"I walked into the farmhouse where I grew up, I was doing things in the kitchen I looked down and muff my dog who died 35 years ago was looking at me smiling and my best friend Kathy's three dachshunds we're picking fur matts off the muff. I realized my friend was going to be worried sick about her dogs. What was very surprising as they were very happy and not parking and they bark constantly. I tried calling her on my phone for some reason I had a Rick and Morty app that was glitchy and wouldn't let me text Kathy... I tried and tried and tried and I couldn't get a hold of her. My sister Barry shows up and tells me that something is wrong with my phone case so I take it off and my phone immediately blows up to about the size of a poster. My other sister Bambi shows up and said I can call her on her phone but of course I don't know her number it's on my phone. My nephew Ezra shows up grabs the humongous phone and said I had to take it all apart and reboot it and I definitely did not want to do that. In the meantime my son Eli who I guess now is about four is getting something out of the oven without his oven mitts on and I know he's kind of burned himself and I'm worried sick and I start yelling at him and then I feel really bad I yelled at him. And then I start worrying again because poor Kathy must be worried sick about her dachshunds. All this is happening at The farmhouse where I grew up pretty much in the kitchen. Then I woke up cuz I had to go to the bathroom"