#71: Five Revelations

From the desk of the illustrator: All your dreams are anonymous. But since I have special privileges, I decided to submit these nonanonymously (nonanonanonanon… yeah). As it goes, sometimes the best ideas come to me in dreams. It’s like everything in the universe suddenly comes together. When I wake up… well, you’ll have to judge [...]

#70: “…this absurd four-foot drink with a life sized umbrella…”

Last night I dreamed that I was at a hotel bar for four different dates and I was apparently going to juggle all of them. The first was my boyfriend, a very “Lil Wayne”-looking guy with a bad attitude and drove a Ford Festiva. We got into a fight in the parking lot about money [...]

#69: “…everyone knew the plan.”

Editor’s note: The following dream is slightly violent, but as we know, it’s difficult to control what we dream. We’ve all probably had dreams where we’ve killed or been killed. This is one of those.

I recently had a dream that was particularly strange in my eyes.

I was at my home with my parents, brother, and [...]

#68: “…my name was there with the exact time I had arrived.”

I arrived late to a party. The DJ was at the front of the room but instead of a dancefloor there was like theater seats and everyone sat down. My friends ignored me at first because I was late. Then when they stopped talking they told me the DJ knew I was going to be [...]

#67: “…Barack Obama was living in my backyard.”

I dreamt that Barack Obama was living in my backyard. We weren’t supposed to know he was living there; It was just supposed to be something my family accepted and didn’t question. But we would always take pictures of him from inside of our house. He would fend for himself and he’d just always be [...]