Wind

A bus full of people with whom I was traveling was leaving without me. I ran outside to tell them to stop, but saw that if I ran, they would easily be gone before I could catch them. So I decided to fly over. I leapt and took off, flying low above the ground towards the bus, which was just starting to pull through the driveway. The bus turned down the driveway, somewhat towards me, so I adjusted my direction, and thought to myself that I should just ask the driver where their next stop would be, and then plan to fly and catch up with them after I was done here. But then, as I was correcting my course to fly towards them, a giant wind picked up and held me back. It was a strong wind across my face and body, and it blew me back to being awake.

This is the only time in a dream that I can recall that there has been real wind.

Dress from two nights ago

In the middle of a long, elaborate dream, I was trying to stall some people from taking me away somewhere that I didn't want to go. So I insisted on getting properly dressed and went up some stairs to a room where I could change.

I put on a plain, dark, button up blouse, and then a very full, dark grey wool skirt, that billowed out over my hips in thick warm folds that continued down to my feet. I had been given a gift from the people who were taking me away, and so I put it on over this - a coat made of the most luxurious, soft, long, pig fur. It was brown and well combed. It was quite fitted, and was tight to button over my blouse. At the top of my skirt, it spread out over the back of my skirts, but wouldn't close over the front. I determined that this was how it was meant to fit, leaving the front of my skirts viewable.

I awoke before I could go anywhere in this magnificent outfit.

Others

[Most of the following is an approximation/rebuilding of a dream, rather than specific details.]

I was going about my dream doing dream things, having just chosen a new laptop I was going to purchase when I noticed them following me, talking about me, thinking I couldn't hear. They weren't saying anything too notable, just commenting on the things I was doing, like, "look at how she's walking towards the counter," and "she's probably the one," types of comments. One circled around the room quickly and so was walking towards me the next moment. I stooped down to adjust how I was carrying my laptop box, and the man walking towards me noted to himself, or to the other fellow, that I seemed to be acknowledging that I knew who he was, at least to some extent.

He passed me, and I made a little turn towards the checkout counter of this computer store. When the clerk was about to ring me up, the two men approached and paid for my laptop. I was thrilled, though I also knew I was now tied to them. The man who had circled around was a prince of another world, and I was also of there, though raised here away from that. We had been betrothed for a long time, and were now properly meeting. He was quite charming, and I was not upset to have this all revealed. I had already mostly been aware of this anyhow, though I wasn't exactly supposed to be aware, having been raised in this reality.

We wandered off to a place where he and his people were staying. It was some hotel. I was around a number of people for some time, and with him for a while, and things were talked about. Then, a woman, who was associated with these people, but who had separate motives, took me for a walk. We walked outside of the hotel, through a courtyard along side part of the hotel. The walls of the hotel were about 3 or 4 stories high, each level being rather tall, and were a salmon-pink stucco. The sky was bright and blue, the grass was green, there was a deep blue, calm river to our right, and we walked on a tan sidewalk. On the grass, all around us, and under a sheltered patio of the hotel, were beautiful women, who were stretching and practicing for a pagaent.

As we walked, I commented to the woman that this seemed like a weird mix of the fake indoor Venice in Vegas, and some other sort of hotel. She made some remark, or chuckled, and we walked past these women, between the hotel and another building of the same salmon pink. We sat down at a little cafe table that appeared, and she talked to me as if she were trying to get me to reveal what I knew and what I didn't know. I looked down at my knees and agreed with some of the things she said. When I looked up, she was gone, and I looked around and noticed that the walls had transformed into a dusty-stone look, and I was on what appeared to be a mildly populated Rennaisance Italy street. I looked across from my cafe table, and on a grassy hill, I noticed women lolling about in the sun, in fancy dresses, with long lizard tails that matched their dress colors.

Before I had a chance to do anything, a grey, stone-like doorway opened in a wall a little up the slight hill of grass and my betrothed appeared. He seemed relieved to have found me, and concerned that the woman I had walked off with had purposefully tried to leave me in a strange land. I was happy that he'd found me, because I probably would have had some trouble in this place if I had stuck around by myself for longer, but I was less convinced that that woman's motives had been so malicious overall.

Ripe Fruit

I picked a bowl of apples off of my apple tree, to see if they were any good. And then I let them sit overnight, and they developed a lot of red color and were delicious and one was pumpkin sized and had bits of blue cheese marbled through it (but otherwise still tasted like a fresh, crisp, juicy apple. And then I noticed a papaya tree growing in my living room, and went over and picked a bunch to determine if they were any good (since obviously I'd neglected out of lack of noticing it). Some were a bit overripe, but some seemed good (didn't taste any.)

Then I asked someone (R?) to cut off a slice of the apples to try, but he found one that was weird and green-orange and seedy like a pumpkin inside and I saw that it was dark green on the outside, and I exclaimed along the lines of, "not that bad one, try a good one!"

So many dreams so little memory

For some time I've been having multiple highly vivid dreams each night. However, my cat tends to distract me from remembering them properly when I wake up. From Aug. 2-Aug. 8 I was away from my cat and had many dreams each night (waking between many of them throughout the entire night), and having time to think about them and remember them somewhat after waking. However, I didn't have a chance to write any down. And now, I'm back to my cat's distractions... This morning I did manage to remember bits of two though:

1. I was prospecting and found a big crack in a rock. I used the back side of a hammer to pry the crack open. Part of the rock broke off, exposing a handful of gold in a variety of sizes, from large stone, to small pebbles.

2. My sister-in-law gave birth early.

Upon waking I found a number of emails and texts sharing the news that my sister-in-law gave birth to her son a month early.

Scenes

My cat was toying with a little grey rat who had a lame front right paw.

I was holding a thin, curved sword in my right hand, and the corner of a sheet of newsprint in my left hand. I shook the newsprint up and down trying to turn it into a sword as that would prove that Satan doesn't exist.

Sea Cucumber

In the middle of a much longer dream, I looked down into a bowl of water at knee height and saw three blobs that were mostly brown, with blue and red parts. They were sort of potato-like, brown with spots, but they had little wavy bits like a sea creature that were blue, at one end of each of them, and some areas around their spots that were highlighted in reds and blues. I thought to myself, "those look healthy," but then was a bit upset when the little blue tentacles of one of them started to go towards me and almost started climbing my leg. I moved away carefully.

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They were much like sea cucumbers:
Like this but more brown, and the tiny tentacles on the left were blue:

And while the one that tried to climb my leg was about the shape of the first image, the other two were shaped more like this one (and the spots are like the blue spot on this one:

And, the tentacle bits were a little more like this... but lots of them, like in the first image above:

And no, I hadn't been thinking about sea cucumbers at all... though I have been thinking about potatoes a lot lately.