A Light In The Window

I don't know if I would even consider this as a dream since I'm pretty sure I was awake, but I can't really explain it any other way either. I was having a hard time falling asleep yesterday evening.  I kept tossing and turning and closing my eyes briefly only to open them back up a few seconds later. At one point in which I managed to keep my eyes closed for a bit, I saw a large window. Like the pointy arched windows in mansions. The frame was metal, and it was divided into several sections. At the top of the window there was a light, like the sun was shining in early in the morning. Slowly, I looked up into the light, and ended up blinding myself briefly, like when you look at the real sun. I could actually feel the pain in my head that the bright light caused as I squinted into it, but I didn't look away. I stared at that light until it completely vanished along with the window. Shortly after, I opened my eyes again, and found myself wondering if I was going to die soon.

The window looked similar to the picture, but the frame was black and the sections were more uneven and asymmetrical.

Dale Gribble and Grumpy Cat

I remembered more of this after I woke up, but since it was one of my weirder dreams, I'll post what I remember. Jimmy and I were driving in a car, and I had my stuffed Grumpy Cat. Apparently he saw Donald Trump and came to life and tried to run to him, but a police officer stopped him by giving him a red piece of candy and he became a little boy. Then Dale Gribble from King of the Hill walked by, dragging a child on a leash, and the cops stopped him. He swore it was his child, but the cop still took him away as Jimmy and I drove on down the road.

Ex At The Pet Store

I remember being in a room with several kids, one of them my own. They were all screaming and acting crazy like kids do. One brought me a VCR remote and asked me to rewind the movie to his favorite part, so I did. I think I somehow ended up with an animal of some sort. I don't remember what it was, but it wasn't a cat. I went down a long spooky road to one of those animal shelters or pet stores on TV. When I arrived with whatever animal I had in a purple cage, I was horrified to see that my ex was the employee that was going to help me, but for some reason my name was different (my last name was Craig), so he wasn't one hundred percent sure who I was. He had cut his once long hair. I was looking at a white cat and a gray one, and they fell in my lap. I made a joke about having three pussies and he made a rude comment about me being a slut, if I was who I thought he was. I scolded him and fussed at him, something along the lines of I had grown up and was sorry for what I did when I was young and I was now happily engaged and we had a son. I think I got up and walked away and when I came back the cats and the animal I had brought were all gone. I demanded them all back, but the people at the store said they were a family and if my ex didn't like me then they didn't either, which apparently somehow meant they shouldn't let me have any animals.

Time Travel

The night before last, I dreamed that there was a certain spot at my school in the upstairs walkway where you went back in time. I went back in time to when Jimmy was dating his ex and I stole him from her. But that's all I remember.

Prison and Miss Piggy

I dreamed that Jimmy and I had been drinking a bit and paid to drive down the absolute best road for speeders to drive on, with lots of winds and twists. We were driving really fast around turns and going off the road and drifting. We drifted around a pretty sharp turn, going into a muddy area where people had gone plenty before, knocking me out of the seat and onto the floor because I wasn't wearing my seat belt. Shortly after that we heard sirens and saw blue lights. Jimmy pulled over, and I started freaking out and buckled my seat belt, saying I would pay his ticket because I thought they were pulling us over because I didn't have my belt on, and he said okay. At first it looked like they were going to pass us, but they turned around and came back. They approached the driver's window (which actually doesn't work on his car) and said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" before busting out sombreros and playing mariachi music. We stared in shock, and seeing our shock, the cops asked "isn't it your birthday?" Hoping to get out of a ticket, Jimmy agreed and went with it and they pulled him from the car and made him do the can can with them. Somehow they found out it wasn't really his birthday and we didn't even live on that road, and we ended up going to the police station. Apparently we had a daughter or a niece that was there with us as well. The cops took Jimmy into a room and talked to him while the little girl and I waited outside for the final verdict on whether or not he would go to prison. The girl tried to make me feel better, but I was super worried and scared. Finally he came out, and I started asking a ton of questions and demanding answers like a news person. He told me he was required to attend a class to determine for sure whether he was going to jail or not. I dramatically dropped to the ground on my knees as he and the girl left the building and started sobbing, but every time I tried to inhale I snorted, making me feel like I sounded like Miss Piggy, which I said aloud. There was a woman who looked a lot like Miss Piggy on TV, and she asked what was wrong with sounding or looking like her. I told her there was absolutely nothing wrong with it and that she was a very pretty lady. While she was basking in my thanks, I took my leave. As I exited the police station, I found myself wondering why and how the TV was talking to me, but I dismissed it as they use it as a way to communicate between rooms, so why not use it to communicate with people on TV?

Stalked

A friend of mine in the dream and I were being followed by a guy on a path in the woods, and for some reason we were naked. We tried to be polite, but he wouldn't go away and started getting really creepy. Somehow my friend got away, but the guy was still coming after me. At one point the guy was at the beach looking for a new cell phone and I tried to help him find one briefly as a distraction before I ran away. I tried to hide and everything, but he always found me. I tried to hide in an upstairs bathroom at a restaurant, and when I tried to use it I couldn't because it was overflowing from whoever used it last. I somehow got a hold of a horse and met a Mexican guy who tried to help me. He tried to use my phone to call 911, but as it is broken, he couldn't get through. I dropped him off and continued to run from the guy who seemed to keep appearing every time I stopped anywhere. I ran through the city, worried that I would never make it home to the next town over. Finally I made it to the daycare I attended as a child, and I was happy because home wasn't far now. I was thinking of the apartment where I lived with my mom as home, but I was worried something might happen to her if I went home, so I went into the daycare and called 911. The dispatch lady promised me police bodyguards and even snipers to catch my stalker, but the stalker got there first, and he had a friend. They were both on horses too. Somehow Jimmy was at the daycare, and we both ran to the bathroom to hide. One of the guys peeked in the room but didn't see us hiding behind the sliding door. Once he left, we closed and locked the door, turned out the lights, and tried to get out the window, but we had to move a bunch of stuff first. I woke up before we ever escaped or got caught.

Detention and Cereal

My dreams have been pretty boring lately, but I guess they are still dreams, so I'll write them. The only ones I remember from last night were about my old friends. The first was that I was talking to one of my old friends that used to serious issues. She would get mad at people for no reason and do the silent treatment. I was talking to her on my laptop and eating honey nut cheerios with salt and sugar mixed in (for some reason). We were discussing scheduling a day to hang out, but I didn't actually want to, so I lied and said I had to work.
In my second dream, I was at school,, and I got detention for something with Jimmy and another one of my old childhood friends named Julia. We were sitting on sliding chairs that were apparently used for emergency exits and went up and down the walls of an area of hall with a ramp floor. We were in chairs at the top of the ramp and talking amongst ourselves. I looked back and forth from Jimmy to Julia, wondering if they had ever met because they were around the same age. I asked and they said no. I slid down the chair and it somehow broke, so I was stuck after the bell rang trying to fix it. I saw the guy that I almost kissed in the car in one of my other dreams and called out to him. He waited for me and when I finally fixed it and found him, he was talking to another old childhood friend of mine that I used to go to daycare with. I walked up and took his arm, hissing at the girl, and we walked away.

Harvey

This dream took place on 2/27/15. I found it in my dream journal on the dreammoods app.
After a trip to the store in which I stole a large battery, my mom and I return home. I'm making popcorn in a large piñata and it blows up. While it's creepy, we don't really get concerned yet. Then later as, my mom and I are discussing a tornado watch for that night we hear the toilet flush and go back to see what's up. We call out but no one is there and for some reason I start calling the potential ghost Harvey. I start calling out for Harvey and cheering him on to see if he will respond, but nothing happens so I go back to the kitchen. Shortly after I get there we hear a loud noise and go back to look again. Everything suddenly looks creepy and my mom's bedroom light is on with the door cracked. We slowly open it, but the door offers resistance. Inside the room there are four black cats with big blue eyes in the window. They look creepy and you can feel the tension in the air. We come back to the kitchen, and the last thing I hear is my mom saying "this is getting weird, let me find my keys" before I wake up.

Secret Agent Girl

I dreamed that I was a Russian spy who had been brainwashed and sent to America to do something involving the space program up in space. I remember the dream started out with me and some other people bidding on some very pretty costume jewelry. In the end, I gave up the bid and bought some other jewelry that I wanted. I bought some wolf charms and some wing charms and made necklaces out of them. I remember someone was trying to properly park a fork lift up a ramp, but it was too steep and wouldn't go up, so Jimmy and some other people tried to help, almost getting killed in the process. I was terrified for his life. I started realizing my secret when I was working in a simulator and talking to people on a microphone who were very far away and had a hard time hearing me. Once the connection went out, I got bored and got up. I remember telling someone what was going on, telling them how my memory had started coming back, and I knew why I was here, but now that I'm awake I don't remember the exact reason. I began writing in Russian characters on books and talking about secret messages I had hidden inside them. Also, there was something about a Facebook post in there too. One of my old high school friends was talking to one of my other old high school friends who probably doesn't even remember him, and I thought they were dating (which they are not, she is dating and pregnant by someone else entirely).

Boys and Cars

I dreamed that Jimmy and I went to a tattoo shop to get new tattoos, and there was a cute guy who worked there named Michael who, to my surprise, took an interest in me even though I was obviously with someone. We flirted a little bit, and I contemplated getting with him,  but I don't think I ever did. After that I had another dream that I started dating a guy, but after the first day we stopped kissing and stuff, so I started datng his brother named Rick, who seemed to really like me and bought me a necklace. After a few days he disappeared and his mother or grandmother and I went to find him. I thought I saw him once, but he said he wasn't him, so I began asking people and showing them pictures. We tried my old neighborhood and his grandmother suggested some sheds out back. I showed one of my friends from high school his picture and originally she hadn't seen him, and then we saw him, but when we confronted him, he had lost his memory and had no idea who he even was. I remember swimming in town with his brother, but I don't think we ever fixed him. For some reason I called him Rick the car. Maybe he thought he was a car?
And the last and most recent dream I remember having took place in a hotel mostly. There was a guy I liked there who took pictures, and I found some pictures he took of another girl and an earring on the floor in the lobby and I got upset. Then Tripple H and his apparent twin brother showed up and had a wrestling match for the entertainment of the hotel guests. I watched, and afterwards he gave me a gold ring to show my happiness or individually or self worth or something like that, and me and another girl headed upstairs. While she was talking I was thinking about coloring oreo cookies with edible gold food coloring so that they looked like gold coins for St. Patrick's day. Once we got up to my hotel room there was an earring just like the one on the floor in the lobby. We entered to find the bathroom door closed with the light on. Shortly after, the photographer guy I liked came out and I started interrogating him about 'who is she' and 'why did you take pictures of her' in regard to the photos on the lobby floor. He said she was just a coworker, but I apparently was already interested in someone else anyway. My friend and I planned to look at his negatives that were lying on the floor behind the door once he left. And lastly, it was in the same sleep session, but I don't know if it really was the same dream. I dreamed that my car was finally out of the shop with all its problems fixed, and Jimmy and I took it for a drive. I was so happy that I was driving sort of recklessly and not coming to complete stops at stop signs and almost rear ending people. I was scaring myself since consciously I know I'm a good driver. Then the baby cried for a minute and woke me up.