April 23, 2014 - Dream Journal Entry

    I was shopping at a thrift store. It was small and square but with many different items. I had finished shopping and was checking out. I had purchased some individual pieces of candy which you would not find normally, some dice, a couple other small items and some other items you actually would find at a thrift store. I had a container that looked like a bowling pin. It was plastic and plain white but had some ridges like a futuristic looking pin. It was big about two or three times size of a pin. It also had a reddish sticker with words or symbols I did not try to read it however. When I handed it over to be rung up there was not a price tag which I did not notice when I grabbed it. *Note that the store had closed during me checking out. I told the cashier(tall male) that I did not notice the lack of price tag and that there were a lot more of the item back there. He thought I was lying. He offered to just charge me a standard price which I refused. I asked if there was someone to go check the price on the others so he went. The rest of what I remember of this dream is hazy… after he left I noticed that one of the pieces of candy I was purchasing was slightly unwrapped at one end. So I opened it to find that there was a bite taken out at that end. ?I think the cashier may have come back after this but then left again for ? some other reason. This time a small candy dish I was purchasing had some chewed up pieces of gum stuck to it. The cashier or maybe a different man? came back with a price for the container, ten dollars. I had two more items but did not wish to purchase them because of the unexpected price of container. The other items were a T.V. meal stand(old metal style) and a big plate? So I go to pay and now my set of dice was only three instead of the full five. There were other issues I had encountered as well but the details are not so clear. They offer me more candy for free and asked if I had a suggestion of something they could do to make up for the cashier's behavior. I think I asked for a two dollar discount on the container. The manager apologized a few times then we got into a conversation about how I used to work at a thrift store(I actually did work at one in this reality). The rest is hazy.

    Now I am in a small room of a house, seemed to be someone else's home. I am asked to care for a sleeping baby. In this place it was the norm to set the baby on a pillow on your lap. Or just on a pillow on the bed next to you. This soon presented a problem as the baby would tend to roll off the pillow.  I have a slight recollection of this baby who was not as 'troublesome' rolling onto his stomach and possibly being unable to breath for a moment. I asked if it was ok and it somehow replied that it was fine?(babies can't speak) Soon I was asked to care for a second baby. This one however was the size of a baby kitten. In fact it got smaller as the dream progressed. This one kept rolling to the side and I believe it may have fallen of the bed once. Eventually it was so small it was no bigger than a finger nail. As it rolled to the side of the pillow(seeming they were purposely doing it at this point) I stopped it and tried to roll it in the other direction. It got all twisted up like a piece of playdough and a couple pieces broke off. There was no blood or any indication that it was injured and it actually started reforming to its original form a just like the T2000 in the Terminator after it got frozen then blasted into pieces. Hazy after that happened then I was assigned to care for a different regular sized female baby this time they gave me a flat table resembling an ironing board next to the bed. So she is set on a pillow on the table and sure enough eventually rolls off the pillow and onto the floor. There was a bunch of clothes and jackets making it hard to find the baby but it could speak so it was eventually found and the rest is hazy.

    Now I am in an outdoor place that is both imaginary and made up of a real place I have not seen(but was described in great detail to me. Its called the god damn its somewhere around Farmington NM) its basically a huge cement slope leading down to a manmade 'lake'. The whole area was perfectly rectangular and surrounded by wooden fencing. I know we climbed over the fence to get into but I cannot remember what was outside the fence. There are two other young men with me and it seems we are having a race to a section of land in about the middle of the area extending out from one of the sides. In order to reach the land you had to jump off from the cement slope into the water then swim there. The other two were already there and I was still at the slope. I was looking for another route as I did not wish to get wet. I found a way climbing along the inside of perimeter wooden fence. I eventually got close enough to the land where I could jump down to it. I did so and one of the guys pushed me in the water since that was cheating. So much for not getting wet. I get back onto land and we all jump over the fence and I wake up.