Dream Journal: Danny

4-22

I dreamt of not being able to run again. It was typical. I had to use mailboxes to move down a road. But something was different. There was a woman at the end of the road. As I pushed my way to the last mailbox, I could move again, and there she was—a beautiful Brunette in a long, flowy red dress. I couldn't remember much after that, but that was a change I wouldn't mind dreaming again.

4-23

It was the same dream, but she wasn't there this time. I don't quite remember anything else.

4-26

I had this dream before where I was driving a car and trying to keep it straight, but this time, I was in the passenger's seat. When I looked over, there she was--the same woman from the other night. She didn't say anything. She just looked over and smiled. Then she jerked the steering wheel and crashed the car.

4-28

I remember a schoolyard. It looked like I was in the middle of nowhere, with a playground to my left and a basketball court to my right. There seemed to be a white, brightening filter over my vision, like the ones they put on memory scenes in romance movies. The woman was sitting on the swing. She seemed to pull me in with her eyes. I sat next to her on the swing. It was like I already knew her because we talked for what felt like the whole day, but I couldn't remember a single word. Did I even ask her name?

5-2

We got married- at least, I think we did. I pushed myself through endless trees- pine, I think. She stood in a dress with a long train in an opening in the forest. She had a bouquet in her hands, her hair was put up, and she had a huge smile. I think I said yes.

5-7

I dreamt she chased me with a knife because I cheated on her. But I don't remember cheating on her in my dream. I mean, I don't remember half of my dreams anyway.

5-12

Who is this woman? She's been in every dream of mine. I almost couldn't wake up this time. I was trapped in an empty basement with a black pole in the middle. Chains draped off it, and a chest was in the corner of the room. The chest was just a black abyss. I was pushed in, and that's when I woke up.

5-19

We started dancing in the middle of a busy street. The cars were synchronized, close to touching but never doing so. Either we were in slow motion, or everyone else was on fast-forward. She told me she loved me. I remember asking her, "Who are you?"

Dream Journal: Jane

4-22

I entered his dream tonight. I can't believe it worked! Who knew shifting could help you be in someone else's dreams? This time, I made my grand entrance. I tried not to change his dreams too much, as I didn't want to make him suspicious.

4-28

I had this thought today of sitting with him in our spot at our old middle school. He seemed to enjoy it. He told me how beautiful I was and how he'd love to have a wife like me. I was so happy!

5-2

The wedding was perfect. My dress, make-up, hair- it was all perfect, and I didn't have to do a thing! Of course, I had to create a challenge for him. I had to know he was serious. He gave me such heartfelt vows. It was all so perfect. He promised he would never hurt me and would love me forever. I knew he was the one. I knew the restraining order was a hoax.

5-7

I saw him out with another woman today. Did his vows mean nothing? I shouted that I caught him cheating, but he acted so clueless. How could he have done this to me?

5-12

I can't forgive him. I overheard him say to someone that he hated movies with someone chained in the basement, so naturally, he had to learn his lesson. He deserves never to see that girl again.

5-19

Maybe I was being too harsh on him. I thought a night alone without stress or marriage talk could reelevate our feelings for each other. At least, that's what I thought. None of this is real… is it?