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vivian:
[#1]
Troy Two and I are discussing the need to travel somewhere. He buys me a really beautiful loaf of bread, it is green on the surface, like it has been rubbed with a pesto. It is from France, or something, or represents France. It is supposed to be a surprise, and he is preparing to give it to me, even though I already kind of know about its existence. We move from one table to another (I think). We are sitting at a table. Shawn comes in and begins talking to him. Troy is already eating a piece of bread, like a large piece, just holding it in his left hand and ripping off pieces. I soon look at the table and realize that the piece of bread he was supposed to give me is half-eaten, all of the crispier edges of it bitten off. What’s left is the inside hunk, and I say something along the lines of how, wasn’t that bread for me? And he looks embarrassed, maybe, and apologetic, but the next time I look at the table, he has eaten it all, and I think he may have apologized again, but I say something like, “It’s funny, because I mentioned it when you had only half eaten it, but you still ate it all anyway…” and I am laughing as I say this, but it seems like an offense at the same time.

Bread
To see bread in your dream represents the basic needs of life. Bread may signify the positive qualities and great things you have learned on your journey of life. Alternatively, it suggests that you need to rise above the situation or rise for the occasion. Bread has always been symbolic of life itself. In its highest aspect it is considered to be spiritual nourishment – manna. It can also represent the need to share spiritual knowledge. To be sharing bread in a dream represents our ability to share our experience with others so that they may learn.

Assessment of Interpretations
I don’t know; both of these dreams are extremely disturbing to me.

[#2]
I am in an apartment. Maybe the same one as before, but the vibe has changed. Bunch of us are in a room. Jeanette is there, Troy One is there, Tin-Win is there. I am sitting far away from them all, towards the door to the room, on the floor, and I am – I think – typing on the computer. At some point, Jeanette and Troy One are on a bed and Tin-Win is kneeling on the ground before them, both legs, and is asking Jeanette some questions. Jeanette mentions some accomplishment as I am headed to the bathroom (joined to the room) – I don’t even GO to the bathroom, I just walk into there and hang out – and Tin-Win questions a bit rudely how Jeanette got that role, and Jeanette gets offended. I guess Jeanette basically hung around somewhere for a long time until she finally got the job or recognition she wanted, and Tin-Win is frowning upon her for that. Troy One chimes in and says that he basically did the same thing at his job – editing for a magazine is what I gather – and that he just hung around and now he is the second-highest ranked or paid individual at his company. In my mind, I feel like even though that may be true, he probably still doesn’t get paid that much, and I don’t know if that is my own real-life bias and bitterness or if it is dream truth. Meanwhile, I have returned and am standing on the bed near the wall and am either writing on a laptop in standing position or I am writing on a piece of paper against the wall. I am not sure why I am in this position but it is very apparent that I am purposely standing rather than sitting. I do note at some point – not sure if this is before I go to the bathroom or after – that I am doing writing work on the computer but I think that Troy One is doing it by hand somehow. I feel like Jeanette is also on a computer or writing. Unsure.

Fast-forward, and we’re in a car. I’m sitting in the back right seat, behind Troy One. Someone – maybe Tin-Win though I think not – is sitting in the back left seat. Someone else – maybe Jeanette – is driving. Troy One has headphones on and is not paying attention. I have somehow gotten some really horrible song stuck in my head – like Coldplay or something – and I am singing its chorus over and over again, and a little bit embarrassed for doing so, but I do it anyway. I want so badly to talk to Troy One, have an overwhelming desires to put my arm around him and to rip off his headphones and talk to him. But I don’t, and we never speak to one another, in either dream.

Apartment
To dream about an apartment symbolizes a financial or situational state. To dream of a large, lavish apartment indicates an increase to your financial situation or an improvement to your family life. To dream of a shabby and dark apartment indicates misfortune and possible loss.

Standing
To dream that you are standing suggests that you are asserting yourself and making your thoughts and feelings known. Be proud. You need to make a “stand”. Alternatively, the dream means that you are detached from your surroundings.

Assessment of Interpretations
I don’t know; both of these dreams are extremely disturbing to me.

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i am upstairs in an attic or something. it’s someone else’s house, i think sherry’s. tin-win is sitting on the bed next to me, sherry in one corner to my right, near the door, someone else to my back left (female) on a chair, someone else to the far back left in the corner (male) on a chair. i feel like there is a shower in the top right corner of the room. it is a square room. a dresser sits to the top left.

there are three distinctive bags of candy strewn about on sherry’s bed, and i ask her if we can eat from one of them. two of the bags seem to be kit-kat varieties initially, though i’ve never seen them before. i make tin-win and sherry choose which bag to eat from; tin-win chooses the kit-kats that look like they’re in a normal wrapper, and sherry chooses some that are in a white wrapper. i’m not sure what the reasoning is — there is some kind of arbitrary reasoning — but i choose sherry’s. i throw one to her and she breaks off one strip of the four, then throws it to tin-win, who comments on how it is smart that she broke off one piece of the four. she throws it to me, and i pass it along to the people behind me. i don’t actually recall eating it myself, and if in fact ther were four pieces and everyone else took a piece, i dunno how i would have eaten the piece.

so initially, we’re throwing around the entire bag, i believe, but by the time the wrapper gets in my hands, it is just a solitary wrapper. i feel like it is turkish, and i think i may even say that, but when i look at it, it actually has chinese writing. it’s not actually a kit-kat, either.

fast-forward a bit, and this might even be an entirely different dream. i am in a living room, and i think it is my house. it has dark walls. it is elegantly furnished, victorian-esque, i believe. i think it’s just me, maybe. troy (my boyfriend) is somewhere else but i recall being in touch with him over the telephone or something, though we don’t have a direct conversation. at some point, troy one emerges, and he is sitting at the dining room table, made of dark wood. it seems he has a letter i had written him — perhaps THE letter i had written him — and is commenting on it like it was no big deal, like we were still friends, like it was fine. he was asking me about a book i had bought him, and i told him that i didn’t have it anymore because i had lent it to someone in seattle and he had never returned it (that was the truth, in real life). he then asked me if i still wanted to do _______ if i wasn’t going to ethiopia, and i thought in my head that i wasn’t going to ethiopia, but i might be going to portugal, and anyway, i didn’t want to do that…

at some point i am standing fairly far away from him in the room, and he comes up to me and hugs me. i hug him back, and it feels really, really good to be hugging him like that. but then he turns my face towards him, and i really don’t want to look at him because i feel i know what will happen, and what i feel will happen does happen — he starts to kiss me, a lot, on the lips. small pecks. i tell him that i can’t. i think i say i have a boyfriend. i even start tearing up and one rolls down my face. he stops.

fast-forward. we’re in the kitchen. troy is standing to my front right, lenny to my front left. the refrigerator is directly in front of me. lenny meets him and is like, “oh! you’re troy!” as if he knew, though in real life he probably wouldn’t recognize the name and reference. he jokes with troy, “i just started dating her,” and he says oh, and then lenny laughs and is like, “just kidding!” and i don’t know if he says he is my ex-boyfriend or not. i think he does.

fast-forward, and i think lenny turns into my brother phil, or phil just appears and lenny disappears. in either case, phil is weirded out that troy is there and asks if we want to go take a walk around the neighborhood. then asks if we want to go eat sushi. i’m not actually sure that i want to take a walk around the neighborhood, but i agree to. we get outside and it looks like we’re in england, really way back when, with all cobblestone streets, lots of grey, tall buildings. it seems like victorian-era england, though we’re dressed just normally.

we’re walking, and then we come across some broken down cars or something. also grey. old-school. i dunno why but we’re there FOREVER and my brother is trying to help fix them or something, though it’s not like he knows anything about cars and he physically is doing nothing. it’s like he’s just standing around looking at them, but that he feels like he needs to. the back tire, at least in the one troy is standing in front of, is busted and looks like it’s falling apart. there is no driver. my brother is standing near the other car.

meanwhile, i am getting impatient. troy is standing near the second of the cars, doing nothing in particular, and i go talk to my brother, who is standing by the first car, about how i want to leave to go eat sushi and also ask him if i should ask troy just what the fuck happened to him all these months. my brother says that i shouldn’t, but i contradict him and argue that i think i should. i want to leave so i can question him about just what the fuck. i think i wake up.

Attic
To see an attic in your dream represents hidden memories or repressed thoughts that are being revealed. It also symbolizes your mind, spirituality, and your connection to the higher Self. Alternatively, it signifies difficulties in your life that may hinder you from attaining your goals and aspirations. However, after a long period of struggle, you will overcome these difficulties. To see a cluttered attic in your dream is a sign to organize your mind and thoughts. Perhaps, you need to rid yourself of the past and let go of the past emotions that are holding you back.

Bedroom
To dream that you are in the bedroom signifies aspects of yourself that you keep private. It is also indicative of your sexual nature and intimate relations.

Drawers
To see drawers in your dream signify your inner and hidden state and being. In particular, a disorderly drawer represents internal chaos and turmoil while an orderly drawer signifies calmness. Alternatively, a drawer symbolizes your reserves. There is something that you have stored away, but are now ready to use or express. If the drawer is full, then it symbolizes your many resources. If the drawer is empty, then it denotes your need to fulfill your goals.

Candy
To see or eat candy in your dream symbolizes the joys and the special treats in life. It also represents indulgence, sensuality and/or forbidden pleasure. You may be devoting too much time to unimportant issues. To dream of eating crisp, new candy, implies social pleasures and much love-making among the young and old.

Share
To dream that you are sharing something symbolizes your generosity toward others. Perhaps you need to be more generous with your feelings.

Table
To see a table in your dream represents social unity and family connections. If the table is broken, wobbly or not functional, then it suggests some dissension in a group. It may also refer to a sense of insecurity. Perhaps there is something you cannot hold inside any longer and need to bring it out in the open.

Memory
To dream about a memory suggests that you are ready to rid yourself of your old ways and undergo a transformation. You are ready for a new outlook in life. Recalling a memory in your dream may also be less of a shock then if you had recalled the memory in your waken state. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you have learned from your past experiences.

Hugging
To dream that you are hugging someone symbolizes your loving and caring nature. You are holding someone or something close to your heart. Alternatively, it may indicate your need to be more affectionate.

Kissing
If someone tries to kiss you against your will, then it means that someone is shoving their ideas, beliefs and opinions in your face. He or she is forcing you to do something that you do not really want to do. This dream may also mean that you are refusing to accept some repressed aspect of yourself. If you are kissed by a stranger, then your dream is one of self-discovery. You need to get more acquainted with some aspect of yourself.

Tears
To dream that you are in tears signify that you are undergoing a period of healing in your life. The tears symbolize compassion, emotional healing and spiritual cleansing. Alternatively, tears indicate pain.

Kitchen
To see a kitchen in your dream signifies your need for warmth, spiritual nourishment and healing. It may also be symbolic of the nurturing mother or the way that you are for your loved ones. Alternatively the kitchen represents a transformation. Something new or life altering is about to occur. The dream could also be telling you that if “you can’t stand the heat, then you need to get out of the kitchen”. You need to abort your plans. In a woman’s dreams a kitchen symbolizes how she nurtures others.

City
Dreaming of a city, particularly one known to us, is to be trying to understand our sense of community; of belonging to groups. If you dream of a big city, then it suggests that you need to develop closer ties and relationships. You are feeling alienated and alone. To dream that you are in a deserted city indicates that you feel rejected by those around you. To dream of a city in ruins denotes that you are neglecting your social relationships and allowing them to deteriorate.

Victorian
To dream that you are in the Victorian period indicates that you are feeling sexually repressed. You feel you are unable to full express yourself.

Gray
Gray indicates fear, fright, depression, ill health, ambivalence and confusion. You may feel emotionally distant isolated, or detached. Alternatively, the color gray symbolizes your individualism.

Car
In modern times most people will dream about the car or other similar forms of transport. Dreaming of a carriage, such as a horse-drawn one, could be suggestive of old-fashioned attitudes to modern thinking. All vehicles reflect the physical body, so anything wrong with the vehicle may alert us to a problem. A car in particular is a reflection of a person’s self-image and possibly sexuality and indeed any part of a car has significance. The back tires might suggest our support system, the steering wheel the way we control our lives and so on.

Tires
To see tires in your dream suggest that you are dwelling too much in the past and need to move on toward the future. It also refers to your emotional health and your ability to bounce back from adversity. You are able to carry yourself from one situation to another with confidence. To see or dream that you have a flat tire indicates that you are feeling emotionally drained and weary. Your goals are temporarily hindered and as a result, you are unable to progress any further. To dream that your tires have no more tread suggests that are unable to get any traction toward achieving your goals. Decay in dreams is evidence of the natural cycle of life:growth, decline and regeneration. Out of decay comes new growth and knowledge.

assessment of interpretations:
not sure, but there are certainly recurring themes of:
[1] letting go of the past;
[2] sexual confusion and frustration.
i will say that all of these things have been on my mind and were also discussed last night right before going to bed. the victorian-era thing seems natural to associate with troy one as well, so i wonder if, in general, he just represents the entirety of the victorian era (inability to express oneself sexually) as a whole, or if it is him in particular… because i can’t figure out why he would appear in my dream after so long…

the police are looking for george clooney in a city with super narrow streets and high walls (kind of like siena in italy, or something). they are looking for a really long time and finally give up. i run into him after the chase is over, and i run to him. i jump up and hug onto him, like a koala bear, and am bawling FURIOUSLY. (i have never cried like this in a dream or in real life.) soon thereafter, he lets me down and says, “but i am going to see you in a couple days!” and i instantly start laughing, pretty hysterically, and go on my merry way again.

inspiration:
troy [m] was totally on tour when i had this dream. i didn’t realize this until the moment i was retelling the dream to him, but it was totally about him… and at the point when i had the dream, he was totally coming back in two days’ time. ridiculous!

interpretation for “police”:
To see the police in your dream, symbolizes structure, rules, power, authority and control. You need to put an end to your reckless behavior or else the law will catch up to you. Alternatively, the dream refers to failure in honoring your obligation and commitments. If the police are trying to arrest you for some crime of which you are innocent, it foretells that you will successfully outstrip rivalry. If the arrest is just, you will have a seas on of unfortunate incidents. To see police on paro le, indicates alarming fluctuations in affairs.

interpretation for “crying”:
To dream of crying, is a forerunner of illusory pleasures, which will subside into gloom, and distressing influences affecting for evil business engagements and domestic affairs. To see others crying, forbodes unexpected calls for aid from you. // To dream that you are crying, signifies a release of negative emotions that is more likely caused by some waking situation rather than the events of the dream itself. Your dream is a way to regain some emotional balance and to safely let out your fears and frustrations. In your daily lives, you tend to ignore, deny, or repress your feelings. But in your dream state, your defense mechanisms are no longer on guard and thus allow for the release of those feelings that you have repressed during the day.

interpretation for “tears”:
To dream that you are in tears, signify that you are undergoing a period of healing in your life. The tears symbolize compassion, emotional healing and spiritual cleansing. Alternatively, tears indicate pain.

interpretation for “laughing”:
To dream that you laugh and feel cheerful, means success in your undertakings, and bright companions socially. Laughing immoderately at some weird object, denotes disappointment and lack of harmony in your surroundings. To hear the happy laughter of children, means joy and health to the dreamer. To laugh at the discomfiture of others, denotes that you will wilfully injure your friends to gratify your own selfish desires. To hear mocking laughter, denotes illness and disappointing affairs. // To hear laughing or dream that you are laughing, suggests that you need to lighten up and let go of your problems. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself. Laughing is also a sign of joyous release and pleasure. If you are being laughed at, then it indicates your insecurities and fears of not being accepted.

assessment of interpretations:
i have no idea what to make of the quick changes in emotion. pretty interesting.

anonymous:
girl one is rushing down the street with a shirt on and no pants. she’s buck ass naked; i don’t know why. i’m walking out from the gym… in some city… in basketball clothes, and i have my normal clothes on me. when i see girl one, i’m like, “wtfff, have my jeans,” so she puts on my jeans there in the middle of the street, and the few people who have their attention on her walk off. the jeans are way too big for her, and she kind of looks like a tlc member from their earlier vids (aka hot). and for some reason, it is as if i hadn’t seen her in a long time… or if we don’t even live in the same place anymore. so we are catching up, right there on the street, and it’s a big city like boston or new york or something. it’s a hot day, and we just sit on the steps where we’d met — some big steps in front of a government-looking building. there’s some degree of affection, and we go somewhere. that’s all i really remember about that part of the dream.

at some other point in the dream — i don’t know when — girl two has been flirting with me, but boy one comes and sits on my lap (??).

vivian:
i’m living in this large house with a bunch of roommates, kinda like mihae‘s setup. there’s one guy who’s like jude law or something but he’s not exactly. i’m talking to him and he’s about to move out of the house to get a job working as a paraplegic door man or errand boy or something for a company or building full of other paraplegics. so i mean it means he supposedly has no legs, but he actually does have legs. anyway, i try and kiss him but he’s resistant at first and i’m just kind of laying on him facing him. he says something like, “you think one kiss makes you my girlfriend?” and i joke saying, “yeah, now you have to stay with me forever!” and then kinda roll offa him and then that’s that and i think he leaves soon thereafter. this other guy leaves too, and we say bye to him. a new guy moves in. and new guy is JOSEPH GORDON-LEVITT!! yayyyyyy! anyway he’s initially really shy and kind of distant but i keep like, hitting on him! in little ways like grabbing his hands and always going to talk to him and stuff, and he is reciprocal. at one point, three of us are sitting in this living room watching television or something and i make a comment about how zooey deschanel can’t really act, and i was going to say that i wasn’t sure about her singing, but i didn’t end up saying it. joseph gordon-levitt kinda looks at me slightly strangely as i’m saying that. but yeah, i dunno, dream ends with us holding hands as someone else is talking to him about something. forget. weird dream, though, cause i was hitting on everyone and their moms.

vivian:
i’m with nick from couchsurfing, and we go to a movie. jeanette is sitting next to me briefly and she asks if he’s the guy we met this other day at dinner, but evidently, that was peter, who is also from couchsurfing. at one point, nick said something about making dinner sometime even though he was leaving for colorado, and i put my hand on his cheek and kinda pulled his head towards mine so that the sides of our heads touched, and said, “aww.” eventually, he pulls his arm super awkwardly around my shoulder and it seems he is kind of trying to feel down my pants, which is awkward a little, given the setting. i looked over and he is naked on his bottom half. i don’t see anything because his shirt is long and covers things, but i know he’s wearing no pants.

we leave shortly after and pass by this apple grove area that becky and emme own. i switch to an out-of-my-body view and see them picking fruits. before leaving the theatre (way back when), jeanette left but nick said he’d go home with me for cooking purposes. in my mind, it seemed that we had already eaten, although we hadn’t in the dream. he said something about whether chris could hear my bed, and i wondered how he knew chris in the first place. we get there to my house and don’t really go inside for a while. my house is not my actual house; it’s a pretty tall, kind of old, tan-colored apartment building that is nearly as wide as it is tall (although i think it’s slightly taller).

outside, some people have dumped a FUCKLOAD of water on the street at the top of the hill, and it all floods down the streets and sends everyone down the asphalt hill, like a giant waterslide or something. one naked large fat lady in particular stands out. i join the crowd briefly by falling into the water, stomach-first, fully-clothed, but the water fails to move me, even though it’s moving people much larger than me. i go to nick, who is standing on the side of the road, and now he’s not a white dude, but a black dude. we go inside and it’s actually not my house, but a restaurant. i tell nick about the fat naked lady, saying that she had the body of pam, like that painted a perfect picture or something. he’s not black anymore, or white. he’s asian, and he has really long hair flowing down past his shoulders and suddenly, i find myself very unattracted to him.

inspiration: i talked to nick before sleeping… about replacing my camera and some uncertain things.

jeanette:
last night’s dream was really weird. part of it, i was with mike and jenn. mike’s friend had committed suicide. and we were talking about (or knew somehow) how he did it, and then all of a sudden he moved, and we were like WTF. and then he moved again and then sat up and was ALIVE. so weird.

and then the other part of the dream i was on vacation somewhere in CA with my family and all of a sudden, i saw tom. i didn’t recognize him right away but did after a bit and he was with 3 girls (1 blonde) and i assumed one was his GF and was SO PISSED that he was in CA without even telling me even though we had just spoken (which we haven’t really, just a short nonchalant email about some youtube video last week). then he ran after me and was like, “no, that’s not my gf.”

and that’s all i remember from the dream. but i remember it being really random and convoluted w/random scenes etc.