Dreams

Sep 13 2021

• My dream had a plotline or game mechanic about how answers to a question had literal form in the world somehow, and needed to be loaded with a substance that more or less acted as an explanation or endorsement before the answers would become valid. I was able to load them and was leading around a group of people to show them how to load them, but there were also restrictions like trying to figure out which answers were the best match for each question, as well as things like off-hours and shifts, that could throw off which answer was the right one to pick.
• Because answers were literal objects, there were also cases where answers had been expired and buried in the ground, but it was still possible using a tool to see the buried answer and shoot it with the substance to select it as the right answer, catapulting it to the surface. We did this at least once to a box that we could see down through a basement wall.
• The person doing the loading was also important — at some point there were kids that had requests which needed to be fulfilled, and they wanted to try to load the answers themselves, but they were terrible at it and I understood that this would not change, so I had to help them with it.

Sep 14 2021

• Snippet: I remember the understudy girls from AKB0048 the anime, embroiled in some plot to do with transitioning some sort of event in the dream from a before state to an after state, although remembered details are extremely vague now. For example, there was some background character who wasn’t sure if her role would remain after the event, and the girls swung by, not only with enough supplies to finish the transition there in the shop/building she was in, but also to reassure her that she would get to continue looking after the place afterwards.

Sep 15 2021

Dream 1

• This dream took place in the front living room of a second floor apartment very similar in layout to a mix between our Yishun 723 and our Tampines 294 home, and it also had a front square balcony that was open to the elements and a back square balcony that was sheltered. Everyone in my immediate family was home. Jon was a toddler (but able to fully communicate as a grown up) and Kel was about 8-10 years old.
• The dream started with me playing a virtual game on some handheld of some kind. The map was the ground floor below our house/block, and I had to stop slimes from attacking us. I lined the road leading to the elevator, that would come up to our apartment, with bombs, leaving a diagonal path for people to walk. I figured that even though the slimes might partially follow the road, they were too spread out and too chaotic to follow an exact path and would cause enough explosions that collateral damage would kill most of them.
• Instead, the slimes ate the bombs and fused with them into becoming bigger slimes. Apparently the bombs themselves were made of a slime-like jelly as well. Two large slimes were soon beating against the futuristic (Jetsons-like) elevator door downstairs, and I had to use some sort of other floor trap to kill them all.
• Once I was done with the game, Dad was prepping to go out. But first, he was looking for a Lotto 6-49 ticket that he had bought. I brought in a jacket of his that I remembered from childhood and that was hanging out in the front balcony to try on a hanger, but had fallen to the ground along with the embedded hanger. I asked if he wanted to look through the jacket. He said no and almost immediately found what he was looking for — it was on top of a pile of CD jewel cases that I also remembered from childhood.
• I took in the hanger and jacket anyway as Kel took the lottery paper from Dad, and they brought it to Mom to check against the newspaper. Ours had a 6 digit number on it, and we had the first 2 digits match one line in the official results, and the middle 4 digits match another line in the official results, but neither one was a prize combination, so it was a failure of a ticket.
• There were some other towel and clothing racks, plus one towel that was draped over a stool in the balcony, and I was uncomfortable with them outside where Mom and Kel had put them earlier on, so I resolved to bring them in. There was a feeling of “rescuing” these items and hoarding them safely within the house somehow, and apparently the balcony that was open to the elements did not count. The apartment was cramped and full of clutter, and I would eventually have to move all items, especially the clothes racks, further into the apartment to make room. However for now I prioritized getting them all in and stacking them on top of each other. Dad and Kel both needed things off the racks so they were happy I did so.
• My worry and subsequent rescue also paid off as it began to rain white ash. The clothing, which would have been the most damaged by it, was all fine now, but I noticed that Jon was sitting outside in the balcony playing with a box of toy cars. I asked him if he would mind playing inside, and he said he’d definitely prefer to. So I helped him move the toy cars inside as well, so that he could play with them while avoiding being in the white ash.
• The one last item was a large orchid in a flowerpot on the left side of the front balcony, and I got Mom‘s help to move that one in, with an eventual plan to move it to the back covered balcony, where it would be safe indoors but still be able to get sunlight similar to being outside in the front balcony. With the front balcony now empty though, we shut it tight against the white ash storm. Mom looked at it curiously and thought it was snow at first, but I pointed out that it was far too warm in Singapore for snow.
• Mom asked how we kids had planned to spend our day. I said I had nothing going on but was considering going out, and she replied saying that that definitely wasn’t possible now!
• At some point in all this, even though it doesn’t relate directly to the plot, I noticed that I was still flagged as an applicant in my University, instead of a full student, even though I had been studying there for a couple years now.
• Friends I knew from school were also dressed in animal suits and standing by the (sheltered) elevator downstairs, trying to assist stranded bystanders who were caught in the white ash storm.

Dream 2

• I made a friend while travelling but let her walk off into the distance along a road and chose not to follow her. We had both feigned introductions to each other to start since we were walking in the same direction, but had later confessed after one or two adventures, and more or less made up. She was the CEO or leader of some company or group but feigned ignorance of that group. I also claimed to not be able to do something that I could because I didn’t want to show off.
• Later on, I met another young girl who could have been a travel mate but also let her walk off. I was scared of commitment.
• At some point, I was on a bus ride with a friend from USA, who regretted not going abroad to study while she was in high school. She was 37 now, same as me. I encouraged her anyway, and said I was going back to University and planned to do so. I leaned against her on the bus as we talked.
• Later on, Matt was leaving the work team, and he said that just before he leaves, he’d transfer documents belonging to the rest of the team to us. These were documents that he had saved for something, and he regretted not saving and properly naming more. He had even saved stuff from Ken, who had left many years ago.
• Odd imagery accompanied this scene, with a few pieces of chopped green onion circling the drain of a metal sink and being salvaged because they stuck to the metal before they went down the hole.
• There was a mood-changing hat at some point, which made someone intensely focused on doing one thing and only one thing that they wanted to do. The hat itself changed hands a few times while someone tried to track it down and prevent it from being spread.

Sep 16 2021

• My dream started in the lobby of a school building that looked and felt a lot like the lobby of the AGRI building at work. Gillian had recently left the hospital and was coming to class but had broken her leg, and another mutual friend (possibly Paulene) was helping her along as she made her way down the hall slowly on crutches. I was with them as well but ran ahead of them toward class to tell the teacher.
• I apparently used a pogo stick to get to class, and ignored the eyes of a few students I passed who were looking at me. I also had some large green leaves with me that might have been used as clothing (or TV modesty covers) at some point but I dropped one of them along the way and crumpled the rest up into a ball and tossed them into a bag.
• I seldom attended class, so I felt a bit out of place in this classroom, though I had encountered the exact same classroom in other dreams in the past few months so I wasn’t that worried this time. It was a Chinese GEP class and the teacher was Mr Ng. I apologized for being 5 minutes late, and he said it was no problem. I told him about Gillian and Paulene and how they’d be coming along eventually.
• I went to my seat in the middle of the class, in front of Jackson and behind Mellandall. I didn’t speak to, and had never really spoken to, the former, but he was sitting there to help assuage my fears of being in the class with a known presence, so I liked him. Mell in front of me was the same way, although we had spoken more. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her about Gillian as well.
• To the right of me was a young brown girl that I had never met, and she looked curiously at me and then greeted me, saying that she had never seen me before. A couple male friends of hers that were hanging by her desk also looked my way. I said that yes, I seldom came to class, but was happy to meet her.
• By way of friendly chat, she asked me for my personal details, some of which I couldn’t remember. One of her friends seemed to be a mind reader though, so he rattled off my date of birth, my height and weight at birth, my current height and weight, and my current positive feelings toward the three of them. I had no idea how he got my birth and current height/weight either, nor was the girl asking for them. But since he was obviously reading my mind, I formulated a “Hi!” in my head for him to read as well, and he said a “Bye!” out loud in reply.
• There was homework due on the 3rd week of class that was coming up, but thankfully I think I wasn’t late for that yet. I needed to catch up though, especially since I was freshly rejoining the class. The moral of a book that we were reading for class was that we cannot change our fate, but the discussion in class was that we actually could.
• Snippet: I had a computer display thing that displayed lots of lines about an event that happened on July 28, which was a log file of sorts. Mell suggested that I should delete them but I said no.
• Snippet: Other odd snippets including me milking a cow at some point, as well as the surname Hachibana being relevant somehow.

Sep 17 2021

• I was a detective or problem solver of some kind, but I don’t remember most of my dream at all, until the very last scene before I woke up.
• In this last scene, I had just bought an iron mine, and hired someone, a single golem or giant, to mine the ore with me. One of my friends in the small town near the mine pointed me toward the mine and I started walking there with my companion. My companion got angry with me because he said that it was a long walk and there was no way for me to transport all the ore back even if he mined it for me, and so it was a business venture that I hadn’t put enough thought into. I said not to worry and that things would work out.
• Indeed, a minute later, the son of my friend, a young, chubby Indian kid, drove up on a gleaming new blue bus that looked like an Edmonton Transit bus, and stopped it in front of the two of us. He got off, handed control of the bus to me, waved to me, and started walking back toward town, much to my companion’s amazement. I then had a quick highlight reel flash through the ways that I had helped out my friend and his kid in the past.

Sep 18 2021

Dream 1

• I only remember the very end part of this dream, where there was a 6 versus 6 group fight in a round arena on a grass field next to a long, tall wall that ran across the field, and near a museum. The team I was supporting was made up of friends from school, but they were from the country or area across the wall, and our land was “hostile” to them, so they had red enemy nameplates, whereas people from our land, including the opposing team in the fight, had green nameplates to me. So I had to smuggle them over and across the wall just before the event started so that they could take part in the fight. The fight itself was stylized like a Guild Wars 2 guild vs guild fight, where the focus was everyone gathering as close as possible on one spot while running again and targetting the same target to try to burst them down. My friends won, in the end.

Dream 2

• There was a pirate attack at work, scattering everyone and causing many little plotlines and events that needed to be solved. It was a group effort to eventually defeat all the pirates in the end.
• For my part, Melanie was injured and held hostage by the pirates, and I let myself get captured at some point so I could tend to her wounds and save her life, although she was too injured to escape right away so I went off without her. This was just one of many events in the war, but was the main memory that I remembered.
• At the very end, as a closing scene to the dream, we had a celebration party as a department. Ronnie was seated at a table in a tall leather chair, and was very proud because the NPC seated next to him, an executive that was hired on before the pirate attack started, had finally called him Dad, something that he had been avoiding doing due to lack of trust.
• Through this pirate attack, there were also side plots going on that had nothing to do with the attack. For example, there was something about a dinosaur class that was being held at the University, and my plan and efforts to sign up for it.
• At the very end, around the celebration party, the sub-plotline involved me and my family trying to get eye or ear surgery, but I kept being rejected by the male specialist/attendant at the main clinic because hospital beds were full and it wasn’t important enough. My family gave up, however I figured I actually did qualify for it under disability because one of my ears was deaf, so I went to a side clinic to try to appeal there instead.
• At this second clinic, the female specialist/attendant there took one look at me, embraced and kissed me, and then did the surgery on me, before sending me back to the main clinic to recuperate at one of the beds there because the side clinic didn’t have any.
• The male specialist at the main clinic recognized me and looked disapprovingly at me as I came to use one of the beds. He inquired how much I used as a bribe to get my surgery. I said I didn’t, and explained what happened, and he replied with how he disapproved of that female specialist because she showed favouritism toward females that she liked, like me.

Sep 19 2021

• I was part of a team of 5 people playing a MOBA game of some sort, with three lanes and waves of minions that would go down the lanes, although they were largely inconsequential besides the initial push. This MOBA game was actually just a small segment of the overall game, but it was where combat between teams was done, and there was a specific team that had a grudge against us for some reason, and they would abuse the fighting and war mechanic to declare war on us and fight us every day, to the point that we couldn’t do anything else major in a given day due to the fights. We were contemplating writing a letter of complaint to the GMs/developers.
• Part of the grudge of the opposing team was that the first time they had declared war on us, they were ranked in the top 3 in the world, whereas we were around or slightly outside the top 10. However, we embarrassed them and beat them handily, causing their rank to plummet. Despite declaring war on us every day, they never did beat us, but that only served to stoke their hatred even further.
• I do remember at least one fight where some of the members on the team had to peel off to the side lanes to kill the minions flooding it, and then they got attacked and almost killed by the invisible players on the other team. I saved them though as I was a healer. At another point, the five enemies were running away from our group in a ball but I cast an aoe on them that stunned them and killed one of them that was really low health. At another point I had a haste spell that I used to speed up my group to catch up to the fleeing ball of enemy players. At yet another point, I could see their rogue stealthing in the distance, and then a little whirlwind symbol appearing halfway between where he had stealthed, and my burly teammate in front of me, as the stealthed rogue casted a buff. I warned my teammate that he was about to be attacked. There was also definitely a respawn mechanic of some sort in the game.
• Finally, between games, we returned to a shared resting room with beds, and at one point there were automatic firmware/software updates waiting for our cyborg/android-style bodies, and two of the members of our team immediately plugged themselves in and updated. We quickly realized that this was a trap though, as their loyalties got overridden and they asked us why we weren’t swearing fealty to a policewoman bot that was in the room. They had enough presence of mind not to attack us, but they were entirely out of commission as a fight broke out between the other two members that weren’t me, and the bot, who had a second policewoman bot enter the room and help her. The second policewoman bot jumped on one of my teammates who hadn’t been brainwashed yet, and who was on top of the first bot. She started tickling his ribs to make him laugh and loosen his pin on the bot.
• In the meantime, my hands were bound behind my back and I had rope around my ankles too for whatever reason, and I was lying in an uncovered box in the room as all this happened. As the second policewoman bot had left the door open when she burst in, I took the chance to escape the room, crawling my way like a really quick caterpillar to the outside of the building, and heading toward a vending machine by a pillar in the middle of the field, where I could find something or other to free myself and help the team.
• Snippet: I remember a floating magical elevator that was basically a large see-through plastic or tarp structure, lined with a material in a thin, criss-cross pattern similar to the back of a kite. It was large enough that hundreds of people could easily stand on it at any one time, and it could basically fly betwen two locations. Among other things, I think that was used in the dream to get between the foot and the top of a mountain.