Yesterday's dream:
2/20-21/09
As I'm recording this at 8:45 PM, Many of the details have left me. I couldn't make myself sit down and write it before now.
1) A friend of the family (someone I know in my waking life) had cancer of some sort. It had spread all over her body and she was dieing from it, so I went over to help her. I think someone warned that I could die if I tried to help her, but I did it anyway. I could see the tumors as colored balls of light, so I somehow (using my mind?) pulled out several of them. I was near-death when I finished, so I wandered out of the room feeling like I was going to faint. I then returned to the room she was in (which happened to be my bedroom in waking life), had a conversation with the people there in which I said something much wittier than I normally would be able to come up with, then left the room again.
It was quite an inspiring dream actually. Though the sad thing is, my grandma died of cancer today. I wonder if I had the dream because of that.
Three dreams (sort of) today and pretty good recall. Still no lucids though. They were separate, but almost like parts of the same dream.
2/21-22/09
I remembered the beginning of the first one when i got up, but in the 10 minutes since then, I've forgotten it.
1) My mom and I were at a meeting with her old work colleagues that took place in a mixture of a house and a conference building. The house part belonged to a friend of mine (who I know in waking life. I'll call him C) and his family. (Oddly enough, I generally have a crush on this friend of mine in dreams, when I don't in waking life. This is made even more annoying by how often he appears in my dreams.) I spent the first part of the dream wandering around talking to various people, C, and his friends. Somewhere in here I gave some stuffed animals to C (which is odd, because I this he'd never like a stuffed animal, but he loved them in the dream). Next thing I remember is me in a room with C who was acting quite sad. I think it was my fault the play wasn't going to go well, but he didn't seem to be blaming me for anything. Then we were performing the play, or what was left of it. It was mainly all of us just standing there, staring at the crowd. Afterward I remember someone saying something about my dress (that I had worn during the play) being overly formal if it hadn't been used for the play. Sometime after, I was going to stay in the building with C and his friends, but Mom's colleagues said they wanted me to join them for pictures. So I went to find C and told him where I was going, then asked him if he'd be up when I got back. He said maybe, then said good night. I think I said good night too, then I stood there awkwardly for a minute, then left. So we all walked down the hall toward an elevator, where I met up with C.J. from The West Wing. In fact, all of Mom's colleagues had become characters from The West Wing bu this point. She said something about me having a crush on C, to which I replied with a gigantic smile completely uncharacteristic of me "How did you know?!" She replied that she'd just seen me act in a certain way and had assumed. She and I ended up in parking lot talking ab out various things. She was showing me something with the big green signs (at least that's how they look in the U.S., I'm not sure about other countries) that you see above your head on the highway.
2) (Pretty much a continuation of the previous dream.) We're all back at the conference/house place and we start to settle into bed. I for some reason think it's time to leave, so I pick up all out stuff and start walking out the door, but I see Mom is staying put, so i go back. She takes my sleeping bag out of our duffel-bag thing, while I have hers. I say I want my sleeping bag, so we switch. I then go to sleep with the intention of WILDing (My first dream-related thought in a dream and I completely missed it!). The next day we're all talking in the conference part of the place again, watching something on a large TV, when a bunch of big mean looking people came in. They had us play something on the TV as all of C's family and friends came out of their house-area. C stood on a stairway, so i went up to join him. I said something about it being a good idea to watch the TV from up there, but he didn't respond and walked away. I then huggled one of the stuffed animals I'd given him (which is actually one I have in waking life).
3) I have a feeling this happened after the conference area and I'd left there because I needed a break or something. I was shooting down the car-filled roads of my town, which were under a foot of water. I got to a certain spot, then thought I should head back to the conference place or Mom would get worried, so I turn around and head back. Some male voice starts up explaining how efficient the type of travel I was doing (speeding along in water-filled streets) was. I clearly remember it saying that men can go up to 60mph and women can go up to 45mph. I then have to stop for some reason (I think another swimmer was blocking my path) and I hear another voice saying I'd have to defend the roads. I keep going and at some point I change from swimming to driving a car. I stop on the sidewalk where some people are pulled over. I was part of some misunderstood religion (which is odd, cause I'm not really religious in waking life) and these people were also part of it. Another car stopped, and these people were skeptics. One of them got out and started complaining about our religion. She had curly red hair, was short, could barely speak English and had a very thick accent. Eventually another woman stepped out, this one tall, young, and blond, who could speak better English but had just as much of an accent. We introduced each other. At some point after that, at least two of the people ended up getting shot.




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Like a game, I'm able to restart this part of my dream. Each time it starts with the friend yelling that same line. For a few attempts I simply jump off the main part of the road onto the train tracks and of course, still get hit. So on the fifth or so try, I turn and run, or ride rather, as I'm now peddling my heart out on something with wheels (bicycle, tricycle, unicycle, etc.). Until I get to the street, this part feels like I'm riding over very large stones, though I didn't feel the little red lights at all. I soon get to an inn or tavern and meet up with who I assume is the friend who was yelling for me to run before. We go inside, I see someone and I think this is where I switched to her point of view. This person was pretty much my normal self. *sigh* I've been a guy way too much in my dreams lately. I guess it's better than falling in love with a friend I really don't want to fall in love with though.
I'm pretty sure it was lucid anyway.
Now I just have to learn to control them better. Though I am remembering some of what other people and I say.
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