Dream Interpreter AI™

"Waking into Uncertainty: A Dream of Lost Memories and Unexpected Discoveries"

So in my dream, I suddenly woke up funnily enough, and didn’t know where I was. I woke up staring at a fan and then I started looking around. And I was in this pretty small room with this bed on the ground, bookshelf, computer and desk, and papers everywhere and that was about it. But I was bed on the ground that woke up from, and while I looked around and I slowly got up, leaning against the wall trying to figure out where I was. And I stared around for a couple of minutes trying to piece together where I was. And so I found some clothes and got dressed and went out the door. And then I heard some talking in the other room that I walked towards. And there was these two people, a girl and guy, and the girl said “Hey you’re up!~” and I was looking at her, trying to figure out who she was, and I guess she noticed that I was really off and she said something to this guy and started to leave, aggressively waving to him. And while he was leaving he said “Alright, I’ll see you later man.” I said “later..” doing almost a double-take and he shut the door. And I slowly stared back at this girl and was she was smiling at me for a few seconds and suddenly went dead-pan, and then a smirk and replied with “What?-“ Her smirk faded and she shook her head to come towards her, slapping her arms on mine and said “Hey listen, are you doing okay? You seemed kind of off today.” I didn’t want to say anything that was especially blunt because she was really pretty and I said “I’m just confused I guess” and she replied with “Yeah? Well, you’ll have a lot on your plate lately with everything’s that’s been going on” and I was looking at her wrenching my face together in a way you give somebody that when you’re sort of confused or questioning something and she gave the same look back. And I realized I couldn’t really say much beyond this, so I told her “I don’t remember- last night or- I’m just sort of confused” and she replied “Well, you went out with friends last night to celebrate that thing, remember? I remember hearing you stumbling back pretty late last night. Did you drink?-“ and I replied “I guess so?” And she reached over to the this tabletop with a notebook on it and grabbed it and handed it to me. And I looked at it and it was filled to the brim with writing. Some of it was just was random scribbling and writing, but a lot of was filled with the most beautiful poetry you could ever see, and I’m not even joking. And then I slowly looked up, still puzzled, and she was staring at me. And she raised her eyebrows and said “Remember?-“ And then, we talked for a bit. About the writing, and some other stuff for what seemed like awhile. She was explaining to me about me writing this and that, all while I gave her this puzzled look. And then I remember yelling to her about something, about not remembering I think? And she said “I know, it’s a journey.” and she said “listen, your bag is in the other room, maybe that’ll help you remember last night” and so I went into the other room and brought it back into the other room. And I opened up to find more of the same; notebooks and a book. And I glanced over, and she was staring at me. And I noticed that there was this massive thing in the middle of the book and so I opened it up. And there was this massive bag of drugs; specifically pills. And I glanced at her again and she stepped back and looked like she was about to cry. And said whimpered “I-I thought you quit“ I saw it and was shocked and really couldn’t believe it was mine, but it was pretty apparent that I was probably addicted to drugs. But I ran out of the house as fast as I could, and ended up a couple of miles down the road. And I frantically started looking through the backpack for anything that could help me remember and I found a phone and shouted “P-Phone, fuck!” and I started looking through messages and missed calls. And saw this one message of this guy that I was apparently closed with that texted me “Hey man, I’m really worried about you. Please give me a call whenever you can” so I did. And it rang for a bit and he said “Hey man, I was literally about to call you? Where are you?” And I gave him a street name and he gave me an address. I was only a half mile from his house, so I walked. And so I went into the house and he said “Hey dude, it’s been awhile.” while he was tinkering with this thing or whatever. And I told him everything about not being able to remember. And he said “You had another bender didn’t you?” And so he got up and started really explaining the writing I made, the symbolism, and critiquing this and that, and what really made him liked writing in particular with a pretty heavy-handed degree of sophistication. And he hopped on his computer and showed this absolutely serene music that was really experimental, Just the amount of different genres alone. and how good it all sounded, I actually couldn’t believe it. And he said I made it. But at the end, he was going over this one aspect of my writing again and made a joke towards how shitty my handwriting was. And I replied “It’s not that bad-“ and I looked over and it was me. And I looked back at the writing and did a double-take and that’s when I woke up