Dream Interpreter AI™

A Dream of Mysterious Apartments, Winding Roads, and Unsettling Encounters

It’s not my apartment. Kelton is there with me. We leave for work thats starts at 8 am as told by our employer. We come back to the apartment as we drive up to a cattle gate. When the gate opens, strider talks to us about a phone call and and goes back and forth about getting out to take the call. He decides to do so and steps out. Kelton and I drive off as I look back to see a women talking to strider who is still on the phone with a large package that he is carrying. As this scene plays out, Noah and another person pull up to the cattle gate as if to turn into the road to the apartment. The road to the apartment is long and winding with scenic views that look like the Grand Canyon and the red rock formation mashed together. Walls and cliff faces are smooth as if to imply river erosion. At one point of the drive, I look up to see a cliff face closer to me as the road is obstructed by a sharp turn, further in the background of the cliff face I see the other side of the canyon and a natural stone arch at the top of another cliff face further into the canyon. When get to the end of the road, a cliff walk reveals a medium sized house that is built into the rock wall. Transition into the house. Kelton and I are now Mor decaí and rigby who is who I can’t tell. We are receiving keys to the apartment from the owner as we get vague details that I can’t remember about the property. Rigby asks about rent and the owner responds with 1k a month as we exclaim and ugggh in response. Mordecai then asks about loans, the own says that loans start at 1.2k and goes up per month in an annoyed yet stern tone. Rigby is annoyed and lets out a “hmph”. Transition to a a room with double lofted beds. I start to feel weird as my thoughts become muddy and a mess. My head is half off a bed and my body I’m leaning a bit off the bed. I think to myself that I’m tripping on something and think to myself what it could of been I ate ti cause this. I’m specifically thinking what I could’ve eaten the night before at miller (irl as the lines between reality start to blur). Two Asian kids come in and I treat them as if I knew them for a great amount of time to be friendly. They are carrying pillows and blankets as if to set them down and sleep in “my” room. I say that it’s fine to stay in my room but I need an explanation. They start to tell a poorly written western that I transitioned into and was a part of. I can’t remember the details. I transition back to the room and say that it’s fine. I go to sleep and then wake up in what I presume is a basement to the apartment on a couch. I bring my head up to see Kelton behind a counter in a kitchen. I mumble a question that he responds to with more mumbles. I think I say “I think I’m tripping balls”. After I say that, I put my head down again and fall asleep. I wake up in a forest looking at a few trees and begin to walk around. I’m then transported to a forested hill with green almost artificial grass forming a path downward where I walk down to. Whether or not this is the same forest as before I cannot tell. Multiple shadows with flashing lights with cloaks are dashing between trees as I walk down. They disappear when I reach level ground. Once I’m on the level forest floor, I walk forward only a few feet and interact with the trees that form the path. I’m then transported back to the apartment where Kelton and I are in silent agreement to go out for ambiguous reasons. Possibly to go to work. I then transition to a brunch San Francisco style restaurant with my family and other people seated at a table. My parents and my brother get up to leave and I ask why they are leaving. My dad says something along the lines of, elyan has an appointment today which is Friday. To which I respond with “why? It’s Saturday” my dad responds with “oh yeah, that’s right” and he and my family return to the table. My mom at the foot of the table then makes a remark from her chair about my nails and my work ethic. I then receive a phone call from Kelton asking “hey, what do you bring to a picnic?” To which I say “what? What do you bring to a picnic?” In response he says “ yeah, I’m in class and I need to know” he then says the foreman called. After that last comment Kelton and I transition to a suburban street with townhouses and American atomic homes lining the entire street. Freshly cut grass, bushes on the street side of the grass of the sidewalk. We are walking near the sidewalk but on the street. A trio of painted dogs appear in the middle of the street and walk over to us without any aggression. Kelton and I diverge in the street to avoid them with Kelton staying by the sidewalk and I walking away to the other side of the street. As this is happening two or three more dogs appear and start to curiously approach both of us as if to begin attacking. Kelton starts talking but at this moment I begin to wake for real and hear Kelton in the living room talking to his parents on the phone about his interview with the hospital