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Last night at stayed at my folk’s house and I wasn’t able to do the Wake Back to Bed (WBTB) routine and incubate my intended lucid dream (LD), but I was lucky enough to have one interesting LD. Here’s what happened:

In this dream I was discussing a project with my boss, and then ‘out of the blue’ he says, “You’re always sweaty.” I stopped what I was doing and looked at him and went, “Huh?”, and he repeated, “You’re always sweaty.”, so I retorted, “No, I’m not! What do you mean?” He points at my nose and says your nose is always sweaty, and bloody.” This was starting to piss me off, because I don’t have a bloody, sweaty nose. Then I realized I was standing in my underwear, my pants were gone! I stormed off to the back of my truck, sat on the tailgate, and opened my suitcase to pull out some pants, but then all my clothes went flying across the ground. Then about 15 Mexicans came walking past me and they stomped all over my clothes! Now I was really pissed off, so I chased after them while swinging my pants in the air, saying lewd comments. Then I said, “Yeah, you’re lucky I’m dreaming!” Utopia, I’m lucid! I quickly apologized for my bad dream behavior. They accepted my apologies and continued on their way.

Things started to fade, so I began to swirl (spin) to bring back visual clarity. After about 10 seconds, my vision was perfectly clear, so I walked to the front of the truck and started chatting with my boss and a co-worker. We walked into a small, empty building where we could talk in private. My first question was, “Are we having a shared dream?” They didn’t answer me, so I said, “I’m lucid dreaming right now. I often lucid dream, but I don’t let people know that I’m lucid, but I’ve decided to tell you. Who are you?” They both looked at each other, and they became very uncomfortable with the conversation. A bright light started to glow from behind me, and they both backed away, while staring at this light with a total look of fear. The light being emitted resembled that from a welder. My boss and co-worker then ran out the backdoor, and I followed chase. I wasn’t scared of this light, but I just wanted to know the answers to my questions. My co-worker transformed into a woman as he ran, and my boss disappeared into thin air. I followed my ‘now female’ co-worker in a crowed community center, and I lost him (or her).

There was a 1 foot tall, blonde woman singing a beautiful song beside a live band. There had to have been at least 100 people watching, and they were all nicely dressed in suits and dresses (I wasn’t, I only had my shirt and gitch on). A woman, who I didn’t recognize, walked up beside me, said my name, and asked me to have a seat and enjoy the show. I sat beside an elderly woman who said, “That’s my Uncle singing!” I thought to myself, “That’s a woman singing. Kookoo! Kookoo!”, so I replied, “He sure is a nice singer!” Wink, wink. After the woman was done singing, she walked past me to the left, and I complimented her by saying, “Great singing!”, but she looked away, because she was probably thinking who’s that weirdo sitting there in his gitch! Lucidity faded quickly and I woke up.