mesh creature

The only part I remember was kneeling at a bed examining this strange little lifeform about the size of a peach pit in the light of the sun shining through the window above the bed. The creature was either in my hand or on the surface of the bed.

futuristic pens and ghostly pencils

I was in school. It was actually a school that I’m starting to realize has featured prominently in several of my dreams, yet it doesn’t exist, and I cannot think of any possible basis that may have inspired it. I’ll call it the Windowless Classroom School. It is characterized by classrooms in a probably-upstairs hall who’s chalkboards/teacher’s area faces the door, and the door is exactly in the centre of the room. The classrooms are not lit as brightly as they usually are, and there are no windows. The walls are not white as they usually are – if I had to define them, I’d say they were either wood panelled, particle board, or panels of those hole-y wood stuff often used in garages and workshops to affix things to hooks. They generally have a workshop feel to them. The rooms feel comfortable, despite the fact that I almost never enjoy these dreams. The floor plan most resembles OTHS, where I spent my final year of HS, but only just vaguely and possibly merely coincidentally.

an awesome analog amusement

All I really remember is waiting outside of a music/electronics thrift shop in the corner of some oddly shaped Europeanish stone plaza. I was sitting on bench and there were a few other people there, punks methinks. I think I was selling my old DVDs or games or something.