42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

I dream I hear a bunch of noise outside. I am living in a weird conglomeration of the place I grew up, where my dad lives, and where I live now.
Outside the window, I notice that the pool — larger in my dream — and hot tub have been covered. I am glad because some [...]

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Disclaimer: For those of you tired of reading about my cat, skip this post. This is not an attempt to garner further sympathy but just to chronicle how I felt when I woke up Sunday morning.
I dimly awake and hear a faint meow.
I’m so groggy that it’s disembodied.
It sounded like Stinky.
The light in the bedroom [...]

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I’m living in what’s little more than a shack in the middle of nowhere, in the country. I think there’s a small gathering of buildings that speak to an old, failed town. A handful of houses and a dilapidated gas station and convenience store.
It’s a golden, dusty place. One that’s only going to be devastated [...]

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It’s time to have the dream where I show up late to class. Or I forget about class.
I signed up for a class today at a community college.
I had to go through the admissions process last week, something I found entertaining when I wasn’t struggling with their poorly designed web interface and the way you [...]

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I’m hurriedly picking up crushed cans that are being teased into the water by waves. I’m distracted, focused on my task. As soon as I pick up a couple, more drop and I rush to get them out of the way of the tide.
I look up, and there’s a ship sinking. I’d heard about it [...]

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We’re packing, purging, getting rid of years worth of junk.
Only take what you need.
My family is leaving our home for good and I don’t know why. There’s a sense of urgency and a firm command: pack lightly.
It feels like a place I have lived for a long time, but in my waking life, I don’t [...]

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It has been a long time since I’ve written about my dreams. I still have vivid dreams and often. But even with best intentions, I get lazy and forget to write them down, still clinging to the vague feelings hanging like cobwebs in my brain.
Yes, I’ve had a bathroom dream or two. I think I’ve [...]

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