Dream Log Archive

Tag: Person: Sister

  • January 17, 2025

    (ireland arrival / palace vision / crowded japan transit)

    I land in Ireland, not Dublin, and meet up with Dad and Sister. They say they’re going to the hotel to drop off their things and then wander around. I remind them that I came last minute and still need to find a hotel. Dad wonders if I’ll be okay, and I tell him it shouldn’t be an issue, though I worry about Baobao.

    I look up nearby hotels on an app. While I’m searching, we sit outside on large stone steps and look around. In front of us is a large park, and on the other side of the park is an old hospital. Around the park are old European buildings. To the left is a road going up a hill.

    Dad points out that under one of the building steps on the hill there is a statue of Woody and Jessie and what look like their parents, huddled together and holding up the landing. They are half buried. He says the hill had to be re-landscaped because it was slowly eroding, and when they did that it covered the bottom of the statue. A lot of people were upset because they had to reconstruct their houses to match the new level of the road. He also points out a painted sign on the building next to us. He says it reads “war makes money” in Latin and shows a man holding a gun against a red warfront background. It faces the old hospital and signifies people’s anger at wars the government participated in.

    The building whose steps we’re sitting on is a palace. Inside, we go up a spiral staircase to an exhibit room displaying dishware, including an entire wall of tea sets. The tea sets aren’t the thin fine china I expect. Either the family wasn’t wealthy enough to own fine china, or it hadn’t become popular yet. The cups are bulky and dyed primarily one color, sometimes with gold around the rim or a second color inside.

    I see a vision of the ladies of the court having tea when the king comes in to see his queen. They seem to have a good relationship, and he appears to love her very much. She has white hair, possibly a wig or dye though she’s young, curled around her head with a small curl down the back. He has orangey-brown hair stacked high like a beehive. He consults her about information she gave him that was confirmed true, and she tells him what to do next.

    In a cutaway scene, her father speaks with someone about her gift. She has foresight, or has come back in time, and can tell the future. Her father listened to her and gained a great deal. Then she asked him to send her to marry the king. Shortly after, a call went out among the aristocracy that the king was looking for a wife. She passed every test smoothly and became queen. Now she is expecting her second child and seems to anticipate future trouble that she is trying to prevent.

    Back on vacation, I’m in a museum. It has many separate dark rooms with yellow lights illuminating artifacts that look Western in origin, possibly Greek or Roman. Between rooms is a hallway that occasionally passes doors opening to a courtyard. It almost feels like a movie theater. Someone, maybe a group, comes to tell me we’re moving to another location.

    Still on vacation, I’m now in Japan. I’m in a suburb of Yokohama, and it’s extremely crowded around the train station. I try to stay with my group, but we get separated. They shout that I should just keep going and get off at the last station. I look at the train map and see that one end in a direction is Gifu, which doesn’t feel right, so I choose the other direction. It’s crowded down the stairs and onto the platform, and I’m carried along with the flow of people.

    In a new town, I stop for lunch with a friend, possibly UK Friend K or High School Friend L. I like the place but don’t feel very hungry, so I order something light. She orders a large portion of spicy shrimp tempura and a side salad with full slices of cucumber and carrot, and she eats almost none of it.

    I try to help two elementary schoolers pay at a touchscreen machine, but one insists on pressing the buttons herself and, because she can’t quite reach, selects the wrong dish. They’re on a sponsored trip and need receipts for reimbursement, but the dish she chose costs 300 yen more than what she bought. I try to change it, but the system won’t allow it. I ask the staff, but she says she can’t change it either.

    The child explains why she needs the receipt, and the staff seems conflicted because the transaction is already recorded in the system. I think privately that it’s a flawed system. I notice an elderly woman behind the counter working the machine and assume this can’t be the first time someone has entered their order incorrectly.

  • September 22, 2024

    (racetrack event / waiting for pickup / suspension explanation)

    I’m at the My Company racetrack in Hometown, near the library parking lot, for an event. Sister and Sister’s Husband go home, and I stay for a while before calling to get picked up.

    As I leave, HS Chinese Teacher’s son from my school trip to China comes to pick me up. We cross the street toward the Belfry, and he runs down toward the park to get his car. I move closer to the racetrack parking lot so he doesn’t have to come as far.

    He gets stuck in a line trying to get his car out. I end up waiting in a different line where people are getting rental cars. Near the back of a large group, people are dressed vaguely as Mario and Luigi. I pass by a pair talking about using a AAA card to rent. Apparently the card will be wrapped by the service. The rentals are only for use around the racetrack and have to be returned if you go farther. This is meant to prevent pollution by keeping the cars within the same climate area.

    I’m near a group with a dad and a girl dressed as Mario, a man dressed loosely as Luigi, and another man in a black hoodie. The man in the hoodie is confused about the racetrack and keeps talking about suspension. He jokes that they must be proud of creating a little ball, clearly not understanding what suspension is.

    I interrupt and try to explain. I say that suspension involves the front forks and rear cushions, using springs and oil. The man tries to cut in, but I keep going. I explain that the oil has a property where its mass doesn’t change when compressed, and when it’s forced through a small hole, it resists compression and maintains its volume, which reduces how much you feel bumps.

  • September 15, 2024

    (drag queen battle / flight in NH / late to flight)

    I’m in a big city in an abandoned dance studio, trying to find something left there. There are drag queens with a condition where they have to freeze in a pose, and they can only be released under a specific condition. If the condition is too strict, they die, like gargoyles.

    I find Eureka and Kennedy and others. We’re also fighting against evil drag queens and corrupted security systems. I had originally been brought here by spirits—a giant whale mother and a red dragon puppet. I had just gained the ability to communicate with them when the whale asked for help here, and I was flown in through the sky.

    The whale disrupted the security, so we have to deal with that as well. I find a room with a computer system that explains what’s going on.

    I learn that RuPaul used to do interviews here in the early days, possibly early seasons of Drag Race. I see Bendela, Shangela, and others. The interviews take place in an underground room with steel beams overhead, like a construction area. Nearby, they also performed dances. In one scene, performers are getting ready with makeup. Blair complains about not being good at it and having to practice a lot. Ru points out that she applied blush too far on one cheek and says she’ll show her how to do it properly later.

    I get separated from the others on the way out and get attacked by an enemy drag queen. I shout “Catwoman” to signal who it is. Dax ExclamationPoint arrives in a mercenary uniform with knives everywhere and saves me.

    Later, I’m talking with Sister about flights. I’m going back separately. They’re going to Boston, and I’m going to a town called something like Ridelplaz on the Massachusetts–New Hampshire border. John Oliver is also going there, joking about when he’ll ever get another chance to visit a place with such a similar name to his.

    He has a layover there. It’s a very small town. He films the mountains and says that a woman in the park below is really playing music loudly, and the sound carries into his video.

    Heading back toward the village, I pass through a carved rock formation where I can see the sun setting on one side and the moon rising on the other. I take a video as I walk through. The moon is also reflected over a pond in the center of the village.

    I rush back to the airport. Another man is rushing too, and we’re on the same flight. He checks the status and slows down, saying we’ve missed it. I say it’s scheduled for 7:22, so we still have time, but he argues that boarding has already started. I tell him that if we arrive during boarding and have assigned seats, we can still get on.

    We run with our luggage. The airport is surprisingly large. He meets up with his dad and stops at the bathroom, while I continue running with another girl we met inside the airport.

    We reach gate 10-3 and line up for the elevator. At the front, I see the man and his dad have made it there after stopping. The elevator pauses partway, and we worry, but I feel confident that since so many people in the elevator are going to the same flight, they’ll wait for us.

  • March 14, 2024

    (watching tv / romantic drama play / theater intermission)

    I’m watching a play on TV in a small, bright, carpeted bedroom, maybe Childhood Friend E’s room, with Sister and Sister’s Husband. Sister recognizes kanji characters on the screen and tells Sister’s Husband it says the Osaka Opera House. I’m confused because that isn’t what was written, but I don’t know the actual translation, so I don’t say anything.

    I see a meeting between two rich people in an arranged marriage. They don’t hate each other, but they aren’t in love either. The meeting takes place in a building next to a bridge on a river. They sit in a basic wooden room with a rectangular table. Through another door, away from the river, we pass into a roofed area, maybe a parking garage, though that doesn’t fit the time setting.

    Under the awning of the building, two lovers meet: a rich merchant’s daughter and her peasant lover. They are in love, but it isn’t approved, and they have to hide from everyone.

    I assume at this point that the story is about the difference between living with social approval but no love, and living with love without social approval. Hannibal is somehow involved, possibly one of the people in the couples.

    Backing up from the play, I’m in a theater. I’m sitting with Mom and Dad, and I get up and move further back. The lights come on for intermission, and I find myself sitting right in front of Idris Elba. He’s recognized, but he’s just out with his family and small baby. I defend him, saying celebrities should be allowed to go out and be regular people with their families. They let me hold the baby’s basket. She’s very cute. I stroke her face, and she grabs my finger.

  • July 17, 2021

    (house with medical past / naked embarrassment / ghost pursuit)

    Sister and Sister’s Husband move into a house. It’s fully furnished from the previous family, including a medical area where their daughter used to live. She had a condition where her hands could never fully dry out, so her bed is surrounded by shallow tubs of water with toys to keep sensation in her fingers. There’s also hospital equipment like IVs. She could only see friends occasionally, on good days.

    At one point, there’s a gathering. The adults sit at the dining table, and the “kids” sit at the kitchen bar. I sit between a fair-haired girl and a dark-haired girl. I start talking to the fair-haired girl as if I recognize her, but when she turns, I realize I don’t know her. The dark-haired girl talks to me like we already know each other, but I can’t remember meeting her. It’s awkward until she mentions an online friend I had, and I realize I’ve never met her in person before.

    Later, I’m inexplicably naked in the house. I need to get to my room for clothes, but Sisters Husband is walking around. I avoid him by heading into a bathroom off the living room and close the door just as he comes into view, though it catches slightly on the rug.

    Sister’s Friends B and I arrive by bus. I see Sister, Sister’s Husband, and Sister’s Dog going out to greet them, so I run through the house to get dressed properly.

    At some point, I become the dark-haired girl, who lives near the house.

    A friend drags me to a church. We were supposed to perform a sealing ritual for a ghost, but this is something different and urgent, like we’re being hunted. Instead of sealing it, she unseals the ghost by swiping a bronze token so its name becomes visible. A hole opens in the altar, and she throws me down into it before escaping through a passage to the right.

    A man named Ilya chases in after me.

    I try to hide, but the ghost has also been released into the basement, and I keep running into her. She wears white rags and is emaciated, her bones visible through grey skin. Her long black hair is tangled and oily, and her face looks partially mummified.

    I eventually find my way up and run toward the sea. Ilya and the ghost are both chasing me. I manage to fly briefly over the water, but then I fall into a rift.

    The rift leads to a spirit world—an endless sandy desert. Above me, the rift opens and closes repeatedly, showing the ocean just out of reach. I try to fly back up but can’t. I walk along the desert, searching for another exit, and eventually reach a shoreline. I try stacking stones to climb out, but they won’t stay stacked.

    Just as I’m about to give up, the ghost appears behind me, and Ilya pulls me back through the rift onto the shore. Even though he was chasing me before, he doesn’t want the ghost to be free.

    As we escape over rooftops back toward the church, he asks what happened. I realize then that my friend intentionally unsealed the ghost.

    I show him the items I have to reseal her: a bronze oval pendant, a pair of her earrings, and a small silver token—one for each of us. He urgently tells me to store them somewhere that locks, because that’s how she’s tracking me. I’ve just been carrying them in a small folding box that closes but doesn’t lock.

    I try to find something secure, but the ghost catches up again and we have to keep moving. We decide to return to the church so Ilya can help reseal her.

    I worry about my friend, but Ilya reassures me that the ghost is following me because I have all the tokens, not her.

  • April 20, 2020

    (return visit / familiar house / masked pursuit)

    I return from Los Angeles to the home of a friend I met there. I unlock the door with a key, but once it’s unlocked, the key can’t be removed from the door.

    Inside, the kitchen feels similar to my grandpa’s, while the living room is large and filled with clothes—my friend is a fashion designer.

    Sister and Sister’s Husband come to visit.

    At some point, I’m running from a man in a mask.

    I end up at an abandoned house set between rice paddies, with a tea table outside. I go in with my friend to look around, but we run into the masked man again.

    He runs out and up a slope. I launch myself into the air and chase after him, flying up to try and catch him.