tuesday afternoon nap dreams a+b

a) i was somewhere and i should've been with my dad. i was getting my shit from a party of an old not-really friend of mine who i went to sunday school with when i was a child. at the party, i saw an bizarre girl i used to go to school with and her lesbian lover. now the girl was funny and she looked better. lesbianism had really worked for her (she is indeed out as a lesbian now). so i was packing my shit in the car when the car alarm went off and an older fellow said gimme yer keys and i'll show you a way that doesn't trip yer alarm and i was like no dude and ran back into the house and dude in the house was suspicious of me and running around after me and i gathered my shit and went to the car and i gathered the other girl who was supposed to be in there, altho i don't know who she was and she began to drive altho she was a young girl and then i said screw you i'm driing altho i don't know how either but i'm not a little girl and then i drove to where my parents were which was violin lessons. yes, my parents were (very out of character) taking violin lessons. the girl and i (who i'm 98% positive represented blake- hmm?) kept distracting ma and pa from their lessons and collectively we annoyed the instructor, so we all left.

b) also, i was at my cottage, down at the "other" end of the beach in the ocean, i was there with r and a two other people, both of whom supposedly were into me. r and i just talked a lot and he said that even tho i missed nick and we broke up and it must suck (yeah, over five years ago), that he missed those times because they were way simpler. i totally agreed. we distracted the other two (one male and one female) and i asked him if we could fly away home, if his wings would carry us, and they would and did. when i got to my place (he didn't seem to be there anymore), it was brighter and airier and pretty fantasy-quality. two dogs were let loose from some container or something-- it was sandy (nanny bow wow's deceased dog) and belle-- altho skinnier and browner, i knew she was my dog companion who died when i was 9. i was so pumped to see these dogs back from the dead. this is when i turned lucid, but was really into the vibe of the dream and didn't want to fuck with it much, so i just started reading the mail. oftentimes in dreams, you can't read very well,so this is what i chose to do. basically, i strained to read two pieces of mail. one was for me, and it was addressed to me, but also many of the nicknames i'd had over the years. the other piece of mail was for g from dal announcing that his thesis (written "paper or installment") was due in a couple of weeks, and altho i knew he knew that, i decided i should tell him.... then i was woken up by sounds from the outside.