FryingMan

I have GOT to stop going to bed late. This time around 2am (11pm is my target, rarely make it). Going to bed late almost always results in terrible dreaming…. this is the achilles heel of my practice.

rescued from the horrors of a no-recall night (is there anything worse?) in late morning:

+(f) ex-GF SB's having problems with her thesis math

+(f) walking backwards, firing an automatic machine gun over the shoulder

+ observing a knife-throwing robot practicing/learning; plan for the attack with friends, I sneak up on the munitions store in full fatigues in between cars, fight with enemy, asked to help on other side of building

I'm in a garage-like room. A small robot is practicing knife throwing against a target from a short distance away. It is hitting the target reliably. Then it switches up throwing styles to a simple jab forwards (no spin of the knife), misses a few times, then stats hitting reliably. Then it tries underhanded throwing and is quite poor, mostly missing. I think that this small robot holding a large sharp knife is very dangerous and I don't want to walk close to it for fear of it slicing my calves deeply.

Standing outside talking with team, I suggest taking the munitions room, but they're concerned about leading the enemies to it and losing control of it.

I'm making my way to the munitions room, I'm in full military gear, I'm crouching down and quickly moving between aisles of parked cars. One car is full of people looking at me. I move past the cars and onto a sidewalk with a low wall, in back of me I see an enemy, I try crouching down low behind the wall and he walks past but he then seems me and we fight.

I initially fire a pistol but the rounds are very loose and I have to catch them in my hands to prevent them from falling out of the pistol to the ground. I fire (at his temple at point blank range?) but he's not hurt. Switching to a knife I swipe him solidly across the throat but he has only a small scratch there, again, and similar result, barely a scratch when he should be bleeding out. I think that if I plunge the tip of the blade into his jugular that surely will do it but I'm getting really squeamish at this point and don't want to do it. Someone says use a bow?

(See a hairdresser's salon next to me?) I'm standing near the munitions room. There's some man making a twisting gesture (like an "indian burn") with a pipe in his hands, he wants me to come to the other side of the building and help him. I'm suspicious that it's a trap.

I move farther away to an exit, I need to put on shoes, there are only small sneakers here that are full of sand, I empty out the sand. Some kids come up behind me?

+ young people (is my son cheating on his GF?) screwing in next room, they're my son's friends visiting, chat a bit downstairs with them.

FA: I awake in bed in my childhood home bedroom to the sound of someone grunting/screaming in the next room. I'm concerned, I get up and go out to the hallway and open the door of my sister's bedroom. On the far wall are I see a young woman sitting on top of somebody (presumably a young man) on a chair with a blanket draped around them, I can only see her shoulders and head. I think for a minute she's my niece. Then I think the boy may be my son and he's cheating on his GF because I don't know the girl.

I go down the stairs and the young man who just got laid has a huge ear-to-ear grin on his face and is making fist-pumping victory gestures. I see the girl clearly now and I do not know her, I think she's from my son's class at University. Sitting around in a group in the living room talking with the girls, talking about things. (The subject changes to my penis? I assure the girls that yes, it works quite well…?)

+ fishing [rare!], almost topple of out boat as I get in, feel and see large fish in water, then see HUGE (15-20 foot) catfish lazily swimming on top of the water

(I almost never have dreams of being in or around water despite swimming regularly in waking life). (I've also barely ever gone fishing in my life so this is weird).

I'm shoving off from the shore with my face to the shore in a small row boat. I'm trying to sit down without capsizing, as I sit down the boat lists dangerously far to the right (starboard!) and I fear I'll topple into the water for a second, but the boat rights itself and I get settled and start rowing. The boat is quite small and the water is very green and opaque. Did I bring the tackle box? After rowing a short while I feel something touch my left hand in the water, and I look down and now the water is very clear and transparent, and I see that a large (trout?) has just swum by me, it has an odd, disfigured tail like a stump of bamboo, I think of going after it to catch it and follow it. Then I see a *huge* catfish (15-20 feet long) floating calmly on top of the water. Would would I do if I hooked it, could I call for help to catch it? Would I be able to eat it? As I approach it senses me and it swims away.