Friday, June 25, 2010


Last night's dream was rather messy, but there's something I remember quite well. I was helping a nice, old lady. Well, she seemed nice, but there was something weird about her.

There was a locked green door in her house. I managed to open it, and in the room there were several beds with old and sick people. The apparently nice, old lady was helding them captive to torture them!

When the old lady found out that I knew her secret, she tried to kill me, so I had to run and escape from her.

I hope I never see her again. Brrr...

G. E.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010


My mind works in very strange ways when I'm dreaming, I can tell you.

Some nights ago I met this cool guy in my dreams. We were talking about this and that, then he said it was a pity that he could only meet me in his dreams. I said, "I'm sorry to tell you this, but this is MY dream, and you don't really exist." He asked me how I knew this, and I answered, "Well, 'cause you have three eyes." And suddenly he HAD three eyes, like the fish at the nuclear plant in The Simpsons. Then my dream suddenly changed, and the cool guy was gone. I bet my wannabe boyfriend just couldn't handle the truth.

Another dream was about my aunt. Her knees are very deformed because of a degenerative disease. In my dream, someone had cut her legs a little above her knees, and instead of walking, she was floating as if her legs had become invisible. That worked just fine, but then I thought it was only a temporary solution, and that her legs should be reattached to her body sooner or later. Then I realized I was no surgeon, so it would be impossible to me to do the job. And I thought that maybe it hadn't been a good idea to cut her legs in the first place, since now we couldn't fix it.

No dreams with a defined plot yet. I'll keep you informed.

G. E.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010


I haven't had any dream with a plot lately, but a few interesting characters appeared here and there.

A few nights ago I dreamed about a group of evil guys dressed in black armors. They wanted to kill me for some reason, and I tried to escape from them or fight them, but they were too tough. They even shot me several times, which wasn't a nice thing to do to a person they didn't even know. Anyway, these guys inspired a story which I'll write after I finish my current work in progress.

The other interesting character I met was a baby vampire. And no, the baby's name wasn't Renesmee, neither Claudia. The cool thing about the baby was that he was ELVIS PRESLEY's son!! And he looked a lot like Elvis, indeed, with a nice bunch of black hair. Tell me, isn't that incredibly weird and awesome? Elvis had a baby vampire! who would have guessed?

I decided to take care of the baby. Appart from his sharp teeth, he was quite friendly.

G. E.