non-lucid

I really don't remember a huge deal of this, I fell asleep again after remembering really clearly what it was when I first woke up and by the time I got up the second time I lost it.

Chris was being dropped off at a restaurant but we were in the back of a transit van. There were other people in the back of the van, although I can't remember who and when we arrived we realised it was a really fancy place, there was a red carpet rolled out for arriving guests. There was then a discussion of how we should maybe have brought a limo instead of the van.

Time to start again

Last night 2 tiny dream fragments that I don't remember in any great detail.

First one - Obviously influenced by the fact I was listening to breaking dawn on Audible while I dropped off to sleep last night, I have a vague recollection of dreaming something to do with Edward Cullen and I distinctly remember thinking in the dream that he was pretty creepy and did nothing for me

2nd One - Remember very little about this one too but it was something to do with me texting Andrew McCarthy (back when he was hot from pretty in pink) and pouring my heart out to him by text, to get a less than impressive response. I called him all upset, it turned out it was a total misunderstanding and he ended singing me to sleep in my dream with a beautiful song. It sounded a lot like the dwarf song about the misty mountains from The Hobbit, but it was in Gaelic.

I was stood outside with a group of 4 people and we were talking about writing. We were standing on a verge above the beach and it was a cold but clearish night. I can't remember what we were really talking about, but as we were talking there was a giant lighting bolt that leapt down from the sky and struck the water. We decided to go inside and one of the people I had been talking to was a young guy from my writing class. I asked him if I'd missed much and told him I'd been off due to my mother in law dying.

I'm inside now and where I am is very like the hallway at Chris's parents, on the upstairs landing. 2 people are in the bathroom, only the bathroom isn't where it should be, it's where Chris's dads room is. I enter the bathroom and in fact it's a big shower room. One of the people there is Jacqueline Casey, I can't remember who the other is. I wash my hair and somehow I'm alone. I leave the bathroom and Jacqueline beckons me into the other room. I remember there was a single bed and an ironing board in that room. We chat and I ask how many were left in the writing class (even though she's not in my class!) and had I missed much the past few weeks. A man walks into the room, I assume it's one of Jacqueline's brothers and he asks for a hair band. He disappears off to the bathroom, but then Jacqueline starts shouting 'Joseph?' down the stairway.

Dream ends.

I called Ewan on my landline and asked him was he going to be back this weekend because he'd sent me a text saying he'd be back for Berry. I have no idea what this means now I'm awake but it made total sense while dreaming. He said that some of his texts must have given me the wrong idea but it was OK. The signal on his phone faded out and I was left like an idiot, looking out my bedroom window saying "Hello? Hello?" Into the phone for a few minutes. It was a beautiful day outside and I could see the sun glinting off all the little waves rolling up on the beach.

Dream shifted and I was in bed with Ewan. He kissed me then tickled my sides, really made me laugh. I tried to do the same to him but I forgot that he wasn't ticklish.

Dream ended.

Well another night, another Grimm dream. What I remember is only a fragment but still from what I can remember:

Nick is called out to the murder of two people but to say it's strange is an understatement. He calls Monroe over to the scene and it turns out the pair aren't dead at all. They are a type of Wessen that need to be hit by lightning every few years to keep on living, however the lightning strike puts them in a death-like state until they recover from the strike.

I don't remember much else but I can remember when Nick first walked onto the scene, he entered the living room and all you could see when he walked in was an overturned armchair with the occupants foot sticking up in the air. They were wearing tights and a slipper.

There was also something in there about the incredibly hot Captain Renard but I really don't remember anything other than he was in the dream at some point.

I've been watching a lot of Grimm this past week and it's started showing up in my dreams, especially the delicious Captain Renard!

I'm sitting in the front seat of an ambulance talking to someone about Cpt. Renard. I don't remember much of the conversation, only what we were talking about. I remember seeing a black man with dreadlocks at some point in the dream but that's all I really remember

I was looking in the fish tank at the side of my bed and there was a strange fish in there. It was the same shape as a Pirannah, only coloured like a neon tetra. It looked pretty worse for wear, the other occupants of the tank seemed to have been slowly chewing its tail off.

It looked distinctly battered and was swimming funny. I remember I fed it weird blue fish flakes, it kept eating it and I fed it again but it didn't get better straight away, which was what I expected

I dont remember really what was said but I do remember coming downstairs to the living room in my house where my mum was (bizarre in itself seeing as my mum lives 300 miles away) and saying "I've had enough of this shit!", then I removed my engagement ring and tossed it in the corner by the bookshelf.

Chris then walked by the bedroom next to the kitchen where I was talking to my sister, glaring in the door. Next thing I know I was outside at the cottages my parents rent for their holidays each year, telling dawn and Rick that me and Chris were done and it that he had been a total dick about the baby in the car.

None of this dream makes any sense, seeing as A) me and Chris have never been engaged, B) My family were in my house 300 miles from where they live and C) Dawn and Rick were at my parents holiday destination. Dream logic is bizarre sometimes... Of course I woke up furious at Chris lol.

quite a vivid dream last night but still no lucidity since my first timy period of it the other week.

I was in Dundee at the seagate, just outside the church there. I was carrying 2 tesco bags for some reason and seemed to have made camp in a black tent at the bottom of the church stairs by the bench. I turned my back to go put some rubbish in the bin and when I turned round again the tent was flattened and flapping in the wind, while I saw a junkie lifting my stuff and putting it in a really strong, clear plastic bag.

He hadn't seen me yet, so I walked up behind him as he was about to cross the road and jerked the bag out of his hands, telling him "I don't think so mate!" He made a run for it and suddenly we were in the Perth road. He made a run for the flats that were opposite the Londis. I could see him in the window of the flats upstairs and it was as if all of the flats were joined together into one big flat, as he continued up Perth road through the flats.

I clearly remember one of his junkie mates that was with him. He had long dirty blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, looked to be in his late 40's or early 50's and had a scraggly beard to match his hair. He was wearing a green jacket, like the kind of army surplus thing that Ewan used to wear and blue Jeans.

This guy shouted out the window for me to fuck off and I screamed back that he was a homeless junkie fuck who deserved to go to prison. I gave up on the chase at this point and the scenery shifted again.

I don't clearly remember where I was but I do remember laying the clear plastic bag that I'd stolen back from the Junkie next to a battered looking coffee table. As I pulled my stuff out of the bag, I realised that there was other peoples stuff in the bag as well. Purses and wallets mostly. I remember agonising in my dream over what to do with them. Should I keep the money in them and call the owners, giving them their cards etc, sans cash? Should I take them down to the police station and hand them in? Or should I just keep the cash and bin the evidence of ever having them?

I don't know when I decided but I found myself on the phone, calling round the owners to tell them to come and pick up their belongings from my house. At this point as far as I am concerned I am in my old house at south george street but on waking, it looked nothing like it. I clearly remember one of the purse owners saying "hello" when she answered the phone to me but don't remember any of the subsequent conversation.

That's it, I must have woken up or ended my REM cycle, as I don't remember anything after that.

I'm not really sure where the first dream starts, it's a bit fragmented at the start. I'm dreaming about house.

I'm watching House and Wilson have an argument not sure what about or what is said (can't remember) but I think it is about Cuddy and Lucas. I have to get a timetable for house for the Gerrards Cross train for some random reason so I suddenly find myself on a train. The thing I notice most about the train is that it moves absolutely silently and smoothly and the carriage I am in is completely empty. The train itself is a light turquoise colour and the seats are dark purple and Turquoise. I get off the train in a massive train station, a really old sandstone building that is cavernous and busy. I know that I'm getting on the same train to get back in a few minutes because it's only 3 stops back and the train will leave in 5 minutes.

I walk along the side of the train, down the stairs and back around to the other side of the train, stopping to pick up the timetable before I get back on. I have no memory of actually going back on the train though.

Back with House and Wilson, Lucas and Cuddy are there and he has just hit Cuddy after she has told him that their relationship is over. House shouts at him and charges over, punching Lucas in the face telling him that if he ever lays a finger on her again, he'll kill him himself. Lucas goes to leave and somehow his arm and fingers are broken, his arm at a bizarre angle in his dark jacket, so house tries to stop him to at least treat the damage.

Lucas snarls at him and pulls open the front door, where 3 heavies are waiting one with a thick chain, swinging it menacingly. I know that the guy with the chain has broken House's legs before but I don't know when or why. Probably some gambling debt, or hookers. Dream ends.

Dream 2
I'm outside walking down a little dirt path, with a chain link fence, next to my old primary school. It's dark but the sky is a funny colour a really dark angry purple. Two little girls are walking in front of me and I can hear them talking. The first has dark brown hair, about shoulder length and the second has blonde hair with bunches, cute as a button. Neither of them could be any older than 6. I think they might be my little sisters, when they were young I could only see them from the back.

The Dark haired one says to the little blonde one with scornful authority of being a year older "Well when I was a little girl like you, I didn't eat plasticine!" The little blonde girl starts to say something in response but is cut short by the lightning starting.

It is awe inspiring lightning, like nothing I have ever seen before - sparking in the sky initially, seeming not to hit the ground. I hurriedly try to move the kids along, as the lightning starts to strike all around us. The kids are terrified so I wrestle them both into my grans house in Baillieston. Further up the street, behind Louise McCann's house I see my mum and dad. As I watch, a huge lightning bolt tears out of the sky and hits a small car in the car park, setting it on fire.

I rush over to my parents and tell them that I have made sure the kids are safe in the house. They are sheltering in a garage in the car park after being caught outside when the lightning started. Dream ends.

Slept in this morning, so was rushing. I only remember a tiny frag of my dream. There were 2 bikers, the only thing I remember clearly is they both had leather jackets and one had an incredibly white tshirt.

I woke up at 6am this morning and struggled to get back to sleep for about half an hour. This dream seemed to last hours but in actual fact must only have been about 15 minutes long at most.

My grandapa was with me in a kitchen that I don't recognise. There is the table and chairs from our kitchen in there and the floor is stone. My grandpa is looking for an onion and asks me to get him one. I'm standing in the street which in the dream I equate to being outside my work, but I'm not, I'm not sure where it is. I walk down the side alley at the side of 'work' and I'm in my mum's back garden. There's a shed there and I go inside.

Leonardo DiCaprio is in the shed and I'm not even mildly surprised by this. He seems really upset. He walks towards me and puts his arms around me, giving me a kiss. We walk hand in hand into my mums house and back into the strange kitchen. My sisters Amy and Emma are there, along with a strange boy that I don't know.

I go over to the laptop on the table and start browsing for something. Then I pick up the bit of paper beside me and it suddenly becomes the laptop monitor. My gran walks into the kitchen but she's lost her mind. She's shouting random rubbish like 'mum!' and 'maw!'. This about breaks my heart seeing her this way and I walk over to her and kiss the top of her head.

Suddenly my little cousin Jack is with us. We're out of the kitchen again and in my mum's living room. Jack is sat with the wreckage that used to be the laptop. I get so upset because the laptop was my grans. The screen is completely broken and Jack snatches a part out of the back. My mum twists his ear and tells him what he did was very bad.

I am in the hall outside Emma's room, where the dogs normally sleep. Leo is back, only he is sobbing and I give him a hug. My mum is watching from the living room. I notice the absolutely pristine white tshirt he has on. "Let's go to bed" he whispers in my ear, once he's calmed down some. He goes on ahead and I start to go to my room.

As Im walking, the scene around me changes and I'm in a big drawing room with peach walls and carpet. Some boring, snotty guy is droning on about the room we're in and which king decorated this particular room of Buckingham Palace. I get fidgety and bored and start playing with the lever beside me that seems to open and close the window behind me. It's more a winch than a lever, like the king you would use to bring a bucket up from a well. I open the window but it's too cold, so I try to close it again. I break the handle off and everyone is looking at me. I sheepishly hand over the handle to someone else to try to fix for me. The scene shifts again.

My gran has fallen down the stairs and dislocated her arm. My Auntie Kathleen is going to pop it back in and fix it. I know I'll be sick if I watch and my dad agrees "I'll be sick" he says just as I walk into the hall outside my parents room. In the dream it must be my room because I can see Leo lying on the bed waiting for me, still looking distraught.

I close the bedroom door behind me as I walk into the bedroom. I climb into bed beside him and snuggle up.

Damn Alarm Clock!!

This is incredibly frustrating.. The only thing I remember from dreaming last night was that I was telling someone all about lucid dreaming and how cool it was! Moving on to the next frag, I was speaking to an older lady who was wearing a white, floral print dress, a very 1950's style hat with a white veil and white lace gloves. She had shortish curly brown hair.

Grrr... how could I tell someone in my dream about lucid dreaming and not realise that I mysely was dreaming!

I am out fishing with one of the wizards of unseen university, in a boat on the sea.I think my companion may be Mustrum Ridcully but I'm not entirely sure. I have a horrible feeling that something truly awful is going to happen and the very thought makes me feel miserable. I have a sneaking suspicion I might be rincewind in this part of my dream but really have no way to check. We catcha mackerel each, I remember looking at the colours of the fish.

The scenery shifts and now myself and my flatmate are sitting on a sweeping stone staircase somewhere outside. I pass him a bottle of what I think is Jack Daniels but now that I think about it, it didn't look right. It had huge bubbles in it, like when you go to tip a big bottle of juice down the sink, I noticed these when he was pouring a glass. Also there was something wrong with the label, I cant remember if it said something different on it but I think it was more like hyroglyphics than words on the label. We both poured the whole bottle in our glasses and I can remember thinking that It was gonna really hurt in the morning.

I look down from where we sat and there is what appears to be a skeleton leading an army. He has a big purple cloak on, and he is shouting in genuine surprise at the troops behind him. He is trying to send 4 little mini motorbikes up the stairs to get me and the flatmate but of course, the bikes can't get up the stairs. They are painted funny, like the bullet that used to try to shoot you in super mario is painted on the front. Not exactly like that, but the closest thing I can think of, it's like the bikes had little faces.

Woke up, knowing that there was more to this dream but brain is refusing to produce the details..

Just remembered another dream but it is pretty gross! A cat I'd never seen before is in my house and I'm at the top of the stairs watching the little invader approach. It stops every few steps to take a dump and out of it's business crawl these little grasshopper like bugs that are running up stairs to get me. I run into my room to grab some sheets to hit them away with but they are all gone when I turn back round. The cat, it's mess everything is gone

Remembered another frag while I was brushing my teeth lol.

I was eating some kind of toffee like a worthers original and it totally stuck my teeth together. I tried so hard to open my jaws but couldn't. With one final try I managed to free my teeth but not without pulling out a filling I have in my back tooth!

Don't remember a huge deal of last nights dreams.

I was dreaming of the simpsons and Mr Burns was really ill. Then it faded and suddenly my best friend Stuart was standing in my living room telling my mum he was going deep sea diving. He asked me did I want to come and all of a sudden we were standing on a dock with wooden slats, I could feel how cold the wind was and see the water all round the dock. At the end of the dock was a building with glass doors and I followed Stuart in while telling him that I needed a snorkel. He said that we could just share his. Inside the building I remember that the wall looked like it was made up of mostly green light, with pink and yellow at the top corner.

Then I woke up.