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D1 - dual world. When I travel at night down my parents garden I find a mirror world. With different parents etc.
I have a dinner with them
D2 - Working in a house/office people start to bug me at counter, I give them blue ID cards.
D3 - Searching for a house to buy in unpopular part of London, long commute.

D4 - Sentence ending is missing in another language. I work out it is Pleiades, in the dream it means happiness.
I don't remember its waking state meaning.
It imagine the Ankh sign becoming like a fish with its arms down swimming up my chakras. Then it takes normal form
balancing between my third eye.

I awake very serence and spaced out. Very peaceful

D₁-I see donnovan and go to give him a hug. He stops me saying he can't stay. I ask him why he can't and he just shakes his head, saying he can't. I get really upset and scrunch up my nose so I don't cry. Then I turn around so I can walk away and he pulls me towards him. He then holds my hand and apologizes aaying his name is James not Donnovan.

Dream skip

D₂-I'm at a club I think. I'm following some friends through a crowd whenever I see donnovan. He asks me where I'm going and I ignore him (was I mad at him?). He grabs my hand and I jerk away, he then picks me up bride-style and and starts carting me off saying that we need to talk. My friends take no notice.

Dream skip

D₃-At the movies with donnovan. Theres a cartoon or anime playing on the screen but I'm not really paying any attention to it. Donnovan's face is really easy for me to see for some reason. He's got really pale smooth skin, black curly (or maybe wavy) hair, green green eyes, and a mole or angel kiss on the side of his face. He leans in for a kiss which starts a mini make out session. He then tells me the night doesn't have to end. We walk to my car.

Dream skip

D₄-Some thing about a red dress.

Dream skip

D₅-In a room of some sort, can't really tell if its a bedroom or hotel room. The tv is on and I'm cuddled up to donnovan, he initiates another makeout session and moves down towards my neck. Sending chills and waves of a rather pleasurable sensation down my back. He takes of his shirt (damn the boy is built) and starts rubbing against me, I've got my hands around is neck and back. When I notice I can feel him. As in feel the warmth of his skin. He gets up and goes to the bathroom. I wakeup.

Preface:
Bed around 11pm. Coughing, sneezing and still dealing with allergy issues.
IRL, I had situations with crows:
Two crows swooped down on me(while I was in the car. One of them almost flew into my windshield/)..and a third blocked the road (cawing at another bird) while I was driving. People call them bad omens so I'll just post it here just in case.


DR 1

I was in a home with my two small nieces (ages 6 and 7). The 7 year old was in the shower. The 6 year old was upstairs in her room.
Someone invaded my home. I didn't hear them come in. A man and a woman both pointed their guns at me. The man told me not to move, and then said I may have something in my bra. The woman grabbed at my breasts and upon finding nothing just returned to her spot in the living room. They hear a noise from the bathroom. I started running towards the door and the couple tried to stop me, by pointing their guns at me. The man went towards the bathroom with the gun pointed out in front of him. I told him that my niece was in there- and asked him, "please don't shoot". My niece came out of the bathroom in a towel and ran towards me. She hugged me. I sat her down on the floor/couch? I started addressing the couple. I told them they needed to keep us alive. He scoffed at me and I started pleading my case. I do't really remember what it was.

The dream didn't start off with sheep but it was my favorite part. I was in a building where it was supposedly my home and there was a teacher present there who was going to show me how to care of a pregnant sheep. I found out the sheep was pregnant after caring for it a bit. I let the sheep lay down on my lap happy that it had to sleep over but than the teacher guided me telling me not to put the sheep on my lap.

I than let it lay on the floor and listened to the way the teacher told me to position myself. As I lay my head on the sheep and pet it I felt so content. It seemed like the sheep liked me too so it was a good bonding. However, next to me a boy accidentally got hit by a girl in his private area and had to go to the hospital the next day cause he got a infection from them taking care of him the wrong way.

As I was taking care of the sheep I was also told about a girl who got animals like beavers or something like them. The animal was pregnant and had like 50 babys. But she was apparently getting help from her brother. In the background I could hear her shouting to get them together.

Anyways after having such a wonderful moment with the sheep I went to care for three parakeets who were fighting and needed some love and attention. I ended up frightening them a bit though and tried to relax my hand so they could be calm. My old parakeets marisol and verano were in there too.

A doctor than came over with the little boy from earlier and I was wondering if he was ok. The doctor told me not to move the curtains than I woke. X3 Being with the sheep felt so real and awesome.:w: Now I want a sheep.

Another very long DILD saga with lucidity fading in and out. Whenever I'm in these long dreams and my lucidity peaks, I make mental notes about what has happened so far, so that I can recall it all when I wake. I think that's why I can remember so much. Its also why the narrative still seems to flow continuously, with callbacks to previous elements, even as the scenes tend to morph abruptly in their superficial features.

School of Orwell

I am in my childhood bedroom. I intuit that it is before school on a Tuesday morning, and that I missed school on Monday so I will need to catch up. My mother enters and scolds me about missing school. She puts a delivery box on my desk. I argue with her a bit, trying to assure her that it's no big deal. Really, I just want her out of my room. She leaves.

I open the box. Inside I find the parts for an electronic device that needs to be assembled. I skip the instructions and just start fastening pieces of plastic with the nuts and bolts. When I complete the thing, it looks a bit like the head of a guitar. It is tapered at one end with two rows of adjustment knobs along the sides. On the flat face, I spot four buttons. Looking at the instructions, I learn that this thing was provided by and required for school. It's a pedometer, but it also tracks how you use your time. That's what the four buttons are for. Each student is to push the button to correspond to their current school activity and it all gets tracked and analyzed by the school. (I think of how terribly Orwellian this idea is; and then immediately lament how close our reality is to that Orwellian dystopia.)

Reluctantly, I push the button labeled "Channel 6: Normal school activities" and put the device in my pocket. I start filling my pockets with other things. When I pick up a pair of pliers and a kitchen knife, I realize I shouldn't be bringing those to school. I stumble out the door awkwardly, my pockets overflowing with trinkets. I trip and fall. Hello, carpet.

Before the Goddess

I look up. I'm no longer in my house. I'm in a college dorm hallway and right in front of me is the neighboring room. The door is open and inside I see The Girl Next Door In Red. She is a sort of proto-Goddess character from long ago, although I don't make that connection in this moment. She is getting dressed. Her girl parts are covered by matching red underwear, but I can see everything else. I must have a goofy stare on my face. Her eyes catch mine, but she isn't upset. She acts a little embarrassed but then she starts teasing me, posing as she slowly pulls on her jeans.

Still on the floor, I notice the school tracking device has spilled out of my pocket and broken in front of me. The Girl Next Door steps over me and continues on down the hallway. She looks back at me over her book bag and gives me a look like: You'd better hurry up if you're going to catch me. I fumble with the device, trying to re-assemble it quickly. As I work at it, a cat wanders in from the left and sits right in front of me. He (or she?) has a dark coat with a few flecks of brown and orange. The cat looks at me and raises his paw.

Amused, I address the cat: "Do you have a question?"

The cat doesn't speak, but I understand his communication. From his body posture, I sense that he is concerned about something. I sense him say: "Will there not be any cheating, this time?"

"No. No cheating." I don't know what the cat might mean, but my reflex was to say whatever to relieve his concern. The cat looks down the hallway and that reminds me that I was going somewhere. I follow his eyes down the hallway, but the scene has changed again.

I Never Bluff

I am in the living room of one of my adult friends, Benjamin. Well, now the presence of the cat makes a little more sense. I intuit that I was invited along with some others to have dinner with Ben and his wife. I'm still holding the school device though. It seems now that it belongs to Ben and he is asking me to assemble it for him to save time.

I start to have some fun with him: "I would gladly put this together... if you can compensate me for my time."

"You want to get paid?" He thinks a moment. "How about a free dinner..."

I retort: "No, you already offered me a free dinner and I accepted. This is a separate deal. I get paid, or I walk."

Ben gives me a bizarre look, like I'm taking the joke too far. What he doesn't know is that I'm not joking. I don't want to be here so I'm looking for clever way to leave. "Alright," he says, calling my bluff. "There's the door."

I pick up and leave without a second thought. Now then, where was I going... oh right, school.

Back to School

I cross the street away from Ben's place, enter a building, and I find my way onto the elevator. Scanning the faces, I don't spot The Girl Next Door but I do recognize some people from high school. We are riding this elevator up to our first period math class. The elevator stops a few times and more students enter. It's quite crowded now. They are complaining about math. One of the people to enter is Anne, who is also based on a real person, but not from high school. What is Anne doing here... I conjure some false memories. Yes, Anne would have had math first period, but I wasn't in her class.

I groan to my friends that I'm going to the wrong class. And I missed school the previous day and don't remember my schedule. I make eye contact with Anne and she smiles at me. Ah! How I wish I was in Anne's class so I could talk to her more.

I ask a question toward the whole group, but I'm hoping Anne will answer. "What did I miss yesterday?"

Anne doesn't reply. Instead, in the crowd I detect the voice of The Girl Next Door In Red. She is on the elevator after all. She explains that class was interrupted by a group of guys setting off the fire alarms. Other people chime in to fill in the details. Apparently, a group of "999's" had climbed up the fire escape and entered the building. "999" means they may be mentally ill. I remark how strange that is. But the conversation returns to the fact that I'm not in their same class this period, and I don't remember which class I should be in.

"Don't you take German first period?" suggests one guy on the elevator.

"No, I don't take German but everyone thinks that. If I did take a language it would be Danish..." I trail off. Oh, I remember what class I should be in: History. I push the button to stop the elevator on the next floor. I give one last glance toward Anne. To my surprise, she has pushed through the crowd to stand next to me.

She speaks: "Hey, I wanted to ask you a question." But before she can continue, she becomes aware of the crowd gawking at us. Everybody knows Anne has a boyfriend, so it doesn't look too good that she's whispering with me. She loses her nerve and turns away.

The elevator stops and I exit onto a fire escape. It's a rickety metal staircase that doesn't feel very safe. I have to go down about 10 stories. It's only wide enough for one person, but there are a few guys climbing up. So we have to be very careful passing each other. Then I remember my classmates talking about people sneaking in via the fire escape. I get nervous. Maybe these guys are the 999's. I even have a heated exchange with one of them. I forget the exact words, but he was upset and I tried to be nonchalant so just get past him. This succeeds and I am happy that I avoided the situation without fighting.

"Maybe"

I am nearing the ground floor, just a couple stories to go. I look out and see that the area in front of me looks like a circus tent and inside I see rows of metal railings, like the zig-zag lines at an amusement park to wait for a ride. I spot Anne down below, just about to enter the tent. Huh, maybe we are in the same class after all. I call to her. "Anne! Hey! Hey, what did you want to ask me?!"

Anne turns and spots me. She seems puzzled at why I am on the fire escape. And she's a bit embarrassed at the situation. But she shouts back: "I -- I wanted to ask if you wanted to go see a movie tonight!"

Oh, nice. But, no. Anne has a boyfriend. Or maybe that's over? I'm conflicted. I yell "Maybe!" This is not well received. She seems hurt because it sounds like I'm rejecting her. I am begin honest though. I want to go with her, but I don't know if I can considering that this dream has been so topsy-turvy already. To reassure her, I adjust my response: "I mean: Definitely maybe!" I try to detect if her reaction improves, but I can't tell as she turns away and into the circus tent. Damn. I might have messed that up.

History

I hurry down the rest of the stairs. I enter the tent. It is indeed my History class. I recognize my teacher. Instead of desks, there's rows for standing, separated by metal rails. I scan the room for Anne but don't find her. Class is about to begin, so I choose a spot near the middle and front. To my pleasant surprise, just as the bell rings, Anne takes the last available spot, which is right in front of me. The cat is here too, wandering between the students and rubbing against their legs.

The teacher starts lecturing. He begins by explaining the tracking devices that we were given. He checks that everyone assembled theirs. He then distributes a new textbook, which is received with groans. He also circulates a roll of clear plastic, like Saran wrap. The students tear off a sheet and adhere it to the front of the textbook to protect it. The roll doesn't get to me. Instead, to my left I recognize another familiar face from my waking past, Justin. He tears off a sheet and hands it to me. I put it on my book crooked. I tear off the stray corners and roll them into a ball. Like a basketball, I shoot this ball of trash toward a trashcan next to the teacher's desk. But it looks like a toilet seat. My ball lands and sticks on the rim. Damn. Another near miss.

Justin and I spend the next few minutes trying to get the trash to fall into the bowl. As the teacher paces back and forth, we have a few opportunities to act behind his back. In fact, the whole class is goofing off whenever the teacher's back is turned. We try a few different things. Blowing. Throwing more trash to try to tip it in. Finally, Justin pulls out a yardstick and extends it to reach. Just in time before the teacher notices.

Phew. With that little secret mission a success, I am now emboldened. I turn my attention back to Anne in front of me. I don't see her face, but I move closer to her and put my hands on her waist. Then I slide them down to her hips. I pull her body closer to me. I smell her hair. I breathe down her neck. I can feel her arousal trembling through her body.

Happy Endings

My revery is broken when the teacher slams his textbook shut. I am startled, but it seems that class is over and nothing more. The teacher walks into a back room and gone for good. The lights dim and the students relax. But we all remain in our rows. It seems the next class is beginning. The lighting turns to stage lights in many colors. They start flashing and music starts playing like we're in a dance club. The new teacher walks in. It's an attractive young woman, but older than the students. She wears a low-cut sequin dress that ends above her knee. I try to determine the color of her dress and of her hair, like I always do for dream characters, but the flashing colored lights make it impossible.

This new teacher starts lecturing but we can hardly understand with the loud music. Anne is no longer in front of me. I look around and see her a couple rows behind and to my right. Why did she move? We make eye contact but she doesn't smile or indicate anything. Hmm. There's a new group of people in front of me. The class has almost doubled in size. I don't recognize any of these new students.

More time passes. I don't remember it all; it was a blur of light and pounding music. I recall the cat returned yet again. And now there's a second cat, although it looks more like a sock puppet. I pet them both. Then a second teacher enters under the spotlights at the front of the class. It's another young woman. She is completely naked. She has fair, but not pale skin and blonde hair. There lecture is something about "happy endings." I am amused that they might either be talking about narrative structure or "massage therapy."

The nude and the other sexy teacher start dancing. It's sort of a jig as they face each other. Their bodies bounce in all the right places and I savor the view, but it is only in glimpses through the crowd in front of me. Now they turn to the class, still dancing. It seems they want everyone to join in, but no one is brave enough to be the first. I recall my intention to act rather than watch. I fly up over the crowd and descend onto the dance floor. I get a very good look at these two beauties. I look them up and down, trying to decide whether I prefer the nude or the dress. I notice their legs and watch for a while, trying to learn the dance steps. I start imitating their steps. They both smile at me, proud that I've caught on. They both approach closer to me and our dance becomes very sexy. The rest of the crowd follows and it's quickly a mob of bodies, pairing off and dancing this odd jig. I reach my hand for the nude's buttocks and give a squeeze. But just as I do, she pairs off with someone else and dissolves into the crowd.

I am left with the girl in the sequin dress. She gets in really close to me and now we're feeling each other up instead of dancing. She whispers seductively to me, recalling the lecture: "Is it time I taught you about happy endings?" We stumble through the dance mob to the edge and find a corner of the room. I pin her back against the wall and kiss her deeply. I feel her body and she moans. I lift the skirt of her dress and thrust into her. Her eyes roll back in pleasure. I am also overwhelmed with pleasure, but I feel most glad that she feel good too. I thrust more and we both look down. It's not the center of my attention but in my peripheral vision, I finally determine the color of her dress. It's orange.

I wake. Wow, that was long. And indeed a happy ending. Quickly though, as I try to organize my recall I remember that I was supposed to meet Anne for a movie. Could I DEILD back and finish that too? I consult my body. No, it's too late. So I just try to sort out the order of events. I feel some tinges of nostalgia and remorse. Before that I was looking for The Girl Next Door In Red. And I was kind of a jerk with Ben. And how long has it been since I saw Justin? Or had any dream that took place in a school? I take it all in and let it just be wonderful in all its complexity.

1. I remember I was lying down on a bed in a hospital, then suddenly I became lucid. That's when I decided to go and continue my search for my dream guide but as I attempted to get off the bed, a doctor came in through the door and tried to stop me from leaving but before he could do anything, I opened the window beside my bed and flew out side, as I was flying I was slowing losing my lucidity. I remember vividly that I kept telling myself 'to stay lucid'. Then I fell on to the ground and I lost my lucidity and the dream scape changed.

2. Afterwards I was in a mansion of some sort? (I don't remember clearly) But I remember telling a dwarf to send a message to someone I knew and people were coming in and out of a portal.

The dream started with some boy who would always steal the pies that my mom left in the window. We drew the line when we caught the boy, (who was about middle school aged and wore an orange hoodie.) We drew the line when he stole a basketball from our front yard.

We (me and my mom) followed him back to his house and talked with his parents. He aged back to toddler-age and thew a tantrum. Anyways she offered us to sit down and have a drink and decided that since her son had been bad, he could get out of his punishment if he essentially waited on us for the afternoon to make up for his bad behavior. He brought us sodas.

We became friends with the family and they decided to let us take a trip on their boat. I remember this also had something to do with the fact that the neighborhood was flooded because of spring rain.

Someone mentioned that the current flowing out was because of the unusual amount of rain that we had this spring and that we could expect to see more currents in the flooded area, as well was waves that were as much as 15 feet tall. Sure enough at that moment, a huge wave came barreling towards us, rising, preparing to break right where I was. The boat disappeared and I was left standing knee deep in water.

I frantically threw my hand over my nose and started nose plugging but it took me a few seconds to recognize that I WAS breathing and therefore had the 'dreaming' result. Okay. I turned my attention to the wave. I put my hands out in front of me and slowly spread them apart. I said something like 'Wave Cancellation!'. The wave began to bend (The effect of this was really cool, I remember the wave was very realistic compared to the rest of the dream world), creating a large circular portal that would allow me to pass through the wave. Just when I stopped, this tiny water ball formed in the middle of the hole.

I heard a sound like water going down a drain but on much bigger. Sort of like *SHLOOOMP!* *gurgle* *BANG!* The water ball exploded into a new wave, three times the height of the original.

"Oh, ass tits" (very annoyed)

The wave passed over me and I was underwater. It had no affect on me except it caused the dream to begin to fade out. I remember focusing on the fact that I could still breathe and willing the dream to change to something else, but instead it just faded out.

I False Awakened. I was looking through Trick-or-Treat candy. I remember there was candy that had fun facts about 'Avatar the last airbender' printed on it somewhere. I was trying to find it, supposedly so I could perfect my Waterbending in LDs. I remember all of my trick-or-treat candy was M&Ms. Most of them had already been opened/eaten. I then remember trying to get the gunk out of my eyes and I had a dream gross out moment of giant wads of gunk in my eyes.

I remember playing a game called leauge of legends, I had a sword, and I was waiting for someone to kill.

I remember my mum was staying in some cabin house, it was like In a basement and she had a car that was years old.the engine sounded rusty.

There was a fight and these people took me to court! One of them held a white crystal quartz up to my face and later on in the dream I noticed how it was left on the floor. I went to court on my own because I didn't want my girlfriend to get hurt. I was thinking to myself whether I should I let her made choice or not.

Morning of March 25, 2016. Friday.

Dream #: 17,994-03. 2 min 48 sec read.





I am with Zsuzsanna and our family as we appear now, but we live in an unfamiliar (to my conscious self) house. It has a minimal essence of the Barolin Street house but without its appearance.

I look at our backyard. There are two sets of railroad tracks parallel to our house, the first not more than ten feet away. My dream’s imaginary backstory implies there was a flood. The ground had been gray and gravelly. After the flood, there is rich topsoil of a bright brown. I remark on this beneficial outcome.

Later, I look through a large window into our backyard and see a snake slowly crawling away. It resembles a copperhead. I tell Zsuzsanna, and she says it may be venomous.

I look again, and it is unrealistically large in the middle of its body (as if it has a potbelly).

It returns to our backyard but is now upright like a cobra. It has two humanlike muscular arms and moves over a set of railroad tracks as if “strutting” yet without legs. I wonder if it is a legless lizard.

I speak to Zsuzsanna in our kitchen. The back door, mostly glass held by a narrow metal frame, had fallen inward though I am unsure why. I do not want the snake getting in, so I prop up the door against its frame.

I hear an unfamiliar male voice and am briefly puzzled. I realize there is a bathroom on the other side of the wall. I think it is part of an infrequently used park ranger station connected to (the other side of) our house.

I see a gap under the baseboard, and the voice becomes more audible. I realize an unknown man is talking to me in a sarcastic tone. I pretend I am unsure where the voice is coming from while I speak to Zsusanna about it. “Did you hear that?” I ask her. “It seems to be coming from the other side of the wall. Perhaps it is a recording,” I say, mocking the unseen man.

At least five park rangers in tan uniforms (this dream’s typical protoconsciousness manifestation) walk into our kitchen. I briefly relay details to them about the unusual snake. I threaten to call the police (but I do not) after the men start to move objects on the highest three shelves of the cupboard. They are dusty, with a layer of black ash (an association with the cane fires here in real life when ash fills parts of a house’s roof and even falls through loose crown moldings). The man that had spoken earlier reminds me vaguely of Burl Ives.

They rearrange various objects, including empty salt and pepper shakers, knickknacks, and an antique white ceramic teapot. They do not retrieve anything and can barely reach the shelves. They shuffle objects about, and I hear their soft glass and metal impacts.

I find myself holding a belt (somatosensory phasing response to REM atonia). I am ready to swing it upwards to strike a hand with the buckle if one of the men reaches toward the shelves again. However, they now only stand around, looking up at the shelves as if slightly puzzled as my dream fades.

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In my first “crucial review,” I explained the factor of tripartite mentation, which dissolves the mistaken belief of “dream interpretation” when there is metacognitive causality. In this dream, the railroad tracks (as in my first report using “crucial review” in the title) epitomize the latent potential mobility of Zsuzsanna and me as we sleep, the specific association being with the human spine. The correlating associations here involve a snake (in this case) doubling as a “human spine” traversing one set of railroad tracks. On one level, it is “me,” being chubby, but I also have muscular arms.

It is not the first time snake and belt associations have correlated. “Striking” the hand of the protoconsciousness personification (with the “fang” or prong of the buckle) would have produced myoclonic dynamics had the phasing responses resulting from the waking transition continued. Note the “potbelly” association with the teapot (“I’m a little teapot”). The tie to ceramics and REM atonia (statues are predominant) has occurred all my life.

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1. I had been walking a store with extremely dim lightening. It appeared to be some sort of home improvement store like Home Depot or Lowe's. There was no real ground, it was just buffed concrete(if that's even possible) and above me there were a few small white lights that barely lit any of the surroundings. I remember turning left upon entering the store and walking to the customer service area(which I had literally done prior to this nap). As I did so, the area around my transformed and I now found myself inside of a medium sized room, but it still had the same dim lighting. The floor was now a white carpet and the walls were white as well. The room highly resembled my sisters room in shape and size. I remember seeing alot of my sisters furniture in it; like her mirror and dresser and bed.
Sitting on the bed in front of me was my friend Emily. My friends Trey and Dylan were to my right standing next to a rather large audio production station which I recognized to be a DJs setup seconds later as I saw the DJ standing behind it and setting up speakers and all of his equipment. About a minute later music started blasting and suddenly a girl that looked about 17 popped out of no where and was now sitting on the bed with Emily. She was wearing a white baseball shirt with teal sleeves. Her and Emily started talking. I walked over to the DJs station and looked around. I saw that he also had set up an xbox one on his right as well as a TV so someone could actually play it. I recognized that the TV was displaying the xbox one dashboard(home screen) and I could see a ton of movie titles that were being advertised in the market place. I remember looking at two movies: Rush hour 2 and Rush hour 3, both of which looked nothing like the Rush hour movies at all; they rather looked to be some type of superhero movie considering the cover of Rush Hour 3 was a close up of the Flash.
"Guys listen" Emily told me, Trey, and Dylan. "So I know you were all wondering. Yes me and Tiffany are related. My dad is now married to her mom so that makes us related. And her dad is having a baby" she told us. "Wow that's interesting" I thought to myself as I became semi lucid.

2. I was driving a white truck that appeared to be my dad's. My mom was in the passenger seat. We were driving in a neighborhood and we were supposed to be going to some house so my mom could pick up something real quick. This neighborhood closely resembled Spring Trails which isn't far from my neighborhood Imperial Oaks. Everyone's lawn was nicely trimmed and landscaped and the roads were free of litter as well.
A few minutes into driving I noticed that a cop car was following us. It was getting late and the sun was quickly setting. I turned into a col-de-sac and my mom told me to stop right here while she ran out and got what she needed. The cop pulled up and stopped right behind us. "Don't worry I'll stop this dude, just go" I told her. With that she got out of the truck and fast walked to the front door of the house. The cop got out of his car and started running towards her. Right as he passed my truck I opened my driver door and slammed him to the ground. "What are you chasing her for?" I asked the downed cop. I looked over and my mom had now just opened the door and walked inside. "That isn't your house" the cop groaned.
I paused for a moment and reflected. "Wait a sec-". Just then 3 MASSIVE dogs that were about 5 times the size of my body(I'm average size for an 18 year old male) leaped out of the cop's car and came sprinting towards me. The cop said something just in time and the dogs stopped in their tracks. I stood in shock. I almost got eaten. These dogs were literally at least 6 feet tall just walking normally. I walked over and helped the cop up. "Sorry about that" I said. "Don't worry about it" he told me. "These big fellas right here are my police dogs" he said "They all have big hearts though".
Just then all the dogs rolled over on their bellies and I scratched it for them and petted them. They were really soft. I remember giving the brown dog and hug and he actually hugged me back.

3.24.16

Took a nap after coming home from early shift.

Somehow I notice some signs that the big earthqake is coming withing minutes or hours. I start preparing, packing some water, opening garage doors so we can get out fast, wanting to pull a car out so I can get to my car that looks just like the one I have IWL.

24/3/16:
Dream 1: I was playing Skyrim going through a part in the main quest of my mind. I had to find a book and go to a cave and unlock a door to find this magical item. The quest bugged out for me though the first time as I didn't go get the book first, so I reloaded and went there first to get the book. I got that and went back to the cave. I shouted down some draugr and then picked the lock of the cage door to open it up and get my hands on this magical sphere.

Dream 2: I was going to uni in the city, taking the train in. When I arrived there a friend of mine told us he was leaving. I asked him why and he said he had just got confirmation of his P plate test and couldn't reschedule or it would be another year so he had to take time off now. We wished him well nd then went on to class. I somehow walked into a biology class though and met someone from high school there before I walked out.

Dream 3: I was on the computer at home, playing games and listening to metal. My step mum came home and walked into the room, told me to get some stuff out of the car and didn't seem to care about what I was doing.

Dream 4: I was at a place with all of these slides. I kept on going up little escalators to get to different slides and flying back down again, it was a lot of fun. I think I had the ability to turn ethereal or slow time down as there were semi- slow mo moments.

Dream 5: I was involved in some sot of Sargon of Akkad video about feminism, how the colours around people were being manipulated when they were speaking about certain things to brainwash people. At the end he wished everyone a happy easter and I woke up as if the video had ended (unusual to have a legit ending created in a dream haha).