(4/26/09) tangled forest and street; flying over the park

(Entered in paper journal at 8:10 AM at Connecticut Muffin in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn.)

Dream #1

It was night. I was in some building like a house. I ran out of the building and into a corridor of thick trees. There were small slivers of light, possibly like moonlight, shining through the trees. But the light got darker and darker, and the trees bordering the corridor got thicker and thicker. Even the ground became harder to run on, and it took on a gross feeling.

I knew I was reaching something like a wall of tangled, gnarled branches, and that I would have to reach my hand into the wall. But I got to a point where I couldn't see anything anymore. I thought that if I went all the way to the end of this corridor, I'd have to come all the way back without any light, and with the environment around me becoming filthier all the time.

I stopped running and was pulled backward. I was pulled all the way out of the corridor. I was now possibly on a city street. I was moving forward again, but I knew that since I hadn't gone all the way through the corridor I'd not be able to achieve what I'd needed to achieve on this street.

Dream #2

I was running through a valley of low, rolling hills between two forests of trees with orange, red, and yellow leafs. It was just before sunrise. The sky was pale, tannish, purple-blue. The air was crisp. As I continued to run along, the valley curved around and then opened up quite widely. I was in a large city park. This enormous valley was near the entrance to the park.

Along one of the slopes to my right was a naked woman with short, blonde hair doing "yoga." She was pulling herself up from a splits position. Her clothes lay before her and beside her. I smiled at her, but then I realized that since she was naked, she would probably think that I was a peeping tom for looking at her.

I looked away quickly. The woman may have started putting on her clothes: maybe a sleeveless, grey shirt and a pair of dark grey jeans. I thought that when the woman had her clothes back on I'd come back to let her know that I hadn't smiled at her for any bad reason, but only because I'd wanted to be her friend.

I now began flying. I flew very high in the air, so that I could see whole tracts of wooded areas in the park. I thought of telling the woman about this, about how easy it actually was to fly.

Some wooded areas were colored yellow, red, and orange, and their topography rolled along, showing hills. But other areas were whitish, as if covered by snow. The whitish color soon became slate grey, or milky-colored and then slate grey. The milky color may have seemed reasonable to me because sunrise light and shadow coloring the snow might make a similar color. But the color of the snow soon looked to me more like mold. It disgusted me.

(10/23/09) need to buy diapers; which lesbian can i impregnate?

(Entered in dream journal at 8:19 AM at Red Horse cafe in Brooklyn.)

Dream #1

I was outside at night, walking past the sides of buildings like small businesses or bodegas.

I thought of a baby I had left at home. I thought that the baby, which I had possibly left sleeping in a crib (or on top of a diaper-changing table) in a small closet, might have gone to the bathroom in the same diaper a number of times over the long period of time that I had been gone. I thought I'd need to change the baby's diaper when I got home. That thought was unpleasant, considering how messy I assumed the baby would be. I also thought that I'd need to get some diapers.

I may have stopped into a shop to get diapers. The shop was dimly lit with fluorescent light and felt painted and furnished with a lot of dull, sea-green-like color. It looked like a mechanic's shop.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom with two women who were lovers. One of the women may have stood before a closet. The other woman stood on the other side of the bedroom. I was in between them, near the foot of the bed.

The woman facing the closet was acting shy. The other woman said, "Don't be afraid to ask him." She then said to me, "She wants you to make her pregnant."

I felt like there was a baby somewhere. I may have seen an image like a slide with blood on it, possibly with a tiny, wrench-shaped piece of metal above it.

I now lay near the head of the bed, across the bed so my head was at the right side and my feet at the left, pointed toward the closet. I faced the foot of the bed.

The not-shy woman lay across the bed in the opposite direction, also facing the foot of the bed. The woman had a short, square haircut. The woman was probably naked. I noticed the round, tight shape of her buttocks. I thought to myself, I'd rather be with you than with that other girl.