I dreamt I was in a boat with my father waiting to go through a lock. Instead of water levels within a walled system, two levels of water with sharp stair like edges existed without aid. A crane lifted a sailboat from the low to the high water, but lifted it sideways not bow forward.
I dreamt that the mother character Marie from Everybody LKoves Raymond was teaching me how to play a game where I had to throw a bottle of ketchup and hit a food item from rows stacked in front of me. I started to throw the bottle at a loaf a bread but she told me I should only throw my ketchup at another kat or maybe another condiment.
I dreamt an angry viking warrior in a kilt was chasing me with a club, but I threw his pocket knife out the window and he stopped.
I dreamt I was yelling repetitively “Oat milk!” at a cafeteria full of people and they were all, one by one, yelling it back.
I dreamt Luke Cadigan (who I only know by name from high school) had a home with a glass wall looking half under the ocean and half above. My four-year-old daughter would not stop running around in circles with the other kids long enough to notice the great white shark swimming past the living room.
I dreamt all of the characters from Friends were dancing at a bar and Ross screamed “Dance-off!” at Monica and Phoebe, and we all watched them compete.
I dreamt I was throwing my dog Sunday handfuls as tiny treats (which are usually Cheerios or Charlee Bears), but I was throwing him his pain medicine pills by accident.
[I checked in the morning that his pain meds were still there.]
I dreamt I was only allowed to park on piles of hazelnuts.
I dreamt that my daughter’s friend Heath and I were ducks but, per his human father’s rules, were not allowed to go into the swimming pool because “you don’t know how to swim.” I argued that because we were ducks, we obviously could. I left the pool and went to the library to find back up for my argument.
I dreamt I was in a submarine with others, each with our own specialty – mine, neuroscience. We had our own long rows of lettuce and had to integrate our lettuce DNA to prove we could coordinate specialties.
Kate's dreams 