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    Keitorin's Dream Log

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    Welcome to my Dream Journal! ヾ(´¬`)ノ

    「ケイトリンの夢の世界」

    ...このページは私の夢ジャーナルです。

    I discovered lucid dreaming June 10th, 2008. I was actually reading the Wikipedia entry on Sleep to find out what the average amount of sleep needed for my age was. From there, I followed the link to Dream because I suddenly realized I hadn't remembered my dreams in years. I'd forgotten about dreaming entirely. Once I got to Lucid Dreaming, I didn't look back... especially since I remembered for the first time in a long time a couple of special dreams I'd had in the past.

    Old forum DJ.

    LDs:9~

    DILDs = 9~

    (I need to go through my old journal and current one and get the exact number.)

    My Dream Signs:

    Vehicles (particularly accidents)
    Children
    Animals
    School/old class-mates
    Fandom-related stuff
    Immorality (stealing mainly)
    Stores
    Old places or people (school, residences, family I don't see often)
    Food
    Dirty bathrooms
    Wandering around (buildings and such)

    Past Dream Signs:

    Disasters (most often tornadoes or something I can't remember)

    *

    Apparently I can't settle on what to call the people I know in my dreams from WL, but here's a tentative list (I'll probably go back and edit past entries later):

    Sister = Rane
    Sister's ex-boyfriend = Matthew
    Aunt (older) = Sarah
    Aunt (younger) = Melly
    My best friend = Pillywiggin, though I think I use her real name (Nicole) more often...
    Old school friend #1 = Ella
    Old school friend #2 = Liz
    Old male classmate (crush) #1 = Jake
    My cat = Jazzy
    Our grey cat = Smoke
    Our white/orange cat = Spice

    1. Two dreams and fragments

      by , 04-16-2016 at 03:57 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:15 P.M.
      Woke: 8:15 A.M.

      8 hours 53 minutes sleep last night
      7 hours 17 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 35 minutes restless sleep

      82 % restful sleep


      Dream 1:

      I was in a bookstore looking through the books. I got really lucky and found an m/m romance book, but it was volume 2. I looked through it and found BookCrossing.com labels EVERYWHERE. Mainly loose labels and papers about it.

      Unfortunately, I had added more books to my pile, and had sat the stack down briefly to keep looking. When I picked it back up, the volume was missing. :/ I remember complaining to someone (I think the shop owner, an elderly lady) but she wasn't helpful.

      I also remember someone helping me find a slim book I'd had but lost in the other books. They did find it and hand it to me.

      Jump.

      A little girl wants to buy this tub of garlic butter, but there's only a little left in it. I know I have some with more in it, so I go find it, but it turns out it's all dry and unusable. There was a bit more but I don't remember it, just that the shop owner was there.

      Dream 2:


      There was a guy imprisoned in a room. He was on a bunk-bed I believe. He climbed down and tried on a pair of dressy black feminine shoes that were on the floor, but they were way too big. He thought that if he had bigger feet like his friend, he could fit them. He put the shoes back down and got back on the bed. Some more guys entered the room, and he worried that they'd noticed he'd moved the shoes.

      The guys were talking about something, and one guy was reading something aloud or quoting something, and bunk-bed guy had to fill in the blanks. He filled it in with one of the nCrave cards on Swagbucks.com. Somehow it turned out to be a love confession, and the filled in name was one of the guys, which actually turned out to be true - one of these guys had given up on him, and now it seemed like the other guy was into him after he'd already given up hope.

      ~This dream was confusing not only because of the jumbled details, but because the characters seemed to be from Noblesse. Bunk bed guy was either Tao or M-21, and the guy with the big feet was M-24.

      Fragment 1: Sitting carefully on a ledge surrounded by buildings/ledges. Hearing a cat meowing and calling out to it. It somehow makes it to me. I think it was black.

      Fragment 2: Seeing someone in the store in their full pajamas.

      Wakeup times:
      2:15 A.M. for 10 minutes
      4:35 A.M. for a couple minutes
      5:00 A.M. for 15 minutes
    2. Dream & fragment

      by , 04-15-2016 at 07:22 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Fell asleep: 11:30 P.M. (with trazodone)
      Woke up: 9:02 A.M.

      9 hours 18 minutes sleep last night
      7 hours 38 minutes restful sleep
      1 hours 39 minutes restless sleep
      82 % restful sleep

      Dream: I was exploring a new house we were staying at, and I started finding secret doors, but they all just seemed to be alternate paths to other parts of the house until I found this one that led to a dark room. I tried turning on my activity watch's backlight but I don't know if it worked. Still, I could see better, as I spotted books on a table to the left. I could see that they were probably all just romance but I had to be certain, so I walked up to them and skimmed through them with my eyes. Yep, romance.

      At some point I realized this was just another familiar room, that it didn't maybe lead to someone else's house like I speculated after I heard a TV running. Then I realize that someone is coming over - dad. Not knowing what else to do, I waited until he was to my right and yelled "Boo!". He wasn't surprised, as usual.

      I'm exploring a specific section of the house. I'm crouched down on the floor looking in the nooks and crannies of a shelf or something, and there's a bunch of objects stuffed in there. There's a kid to my right and I realize it was probably him that did it. I pulled out a handful of writing utensils. Then I start looking for diapers, but all I find is toys and stuff.

      Fragment: Looking through a hidden house full of some kind of historical stuff packed away, a man discovers me, another pile of hidden stuff back outside near a tree.

      Wakeups:
      1:35 A.M. for 23 minutes
      3:45 A.M. for 16 minutes
      7:20 A.M. for 41 minutes
      9:02 A.M. for 15 minutes

      Updated 04-15-2016 at 07:30 PM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    3. Fragment

      by , 03-19-2015 at 12:56 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      There are two ill siblings, they seem to be recovering but then the girl relapses and starts fading away.

      The younger boy is left and is depressed. I find him in a room looking for a book on knives. I go through the cooking books on the shelf and find the only one, but it’s a technical one and I keep stumbling over my words. The boy is unhappy and leaves.

      Everything else is too foggy to remember, except this part where I went to the bathroom at my grandma’s house and saw myself in the mirror on the back of a door. I tried to remember if that’s where it was supposed to be. A tiger was peering at me from under the door…

      Inspiration: Reading the Tower of God webtoon with Baam and Rachel, her disappearing on him. Mirror from me thinking about the TotM and what mirrors were around places I go. Tiger comes from a cat toy Jazzy has, I sometimes hang it from the window so she can play with it.

      Updated 03-22-2015 at 03:43 AM by 20026 (Remembered an inspiration.)

      Categories
      side notes , non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Cops hide & robbers seek - or wait??

      by , 03-12-2015 at 01:51 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      This one could be a piece of the previous dream (Stucco-walled bedroom) and it’s a bit jumbled. I’ll put it in the order that I’m guessing it happened.

      I’m lying in this big bed talking quietly to mom while three men sleep off to my right, including my dad – here’s nearest to me. To my right is wall where a soft light is emanating from somewhere, possibly a lamp.

      The men are part of some special program (felt something like they were being trained to be soldiers and some genetic engineering was involved).

      I think it’s kind of weird that I’m sleeping with three guys, but dismiss it because of the situation.

      Jump.

      I’m standing somewhere off to the left and a little boy no taller than my knees asks me to play with him. People are sleeping so I think of saying no, but surprisingly even to myself I say yes (I felt like we were doing Hide & Seek and saw a mental map of how far we could go in the house). But I tell him we have to be quiet and not go too far.

      He says we’re going to be play Cops & Robbers, and as he designates me the Robber he calls me ‘lady’ or something similar.

      I go find a place to hide. As I’m going down some stairs, I suddenly get an idea. It’s so dark here, he won’t be able to see me. I stop in the stairwell flatten myself up against the wall. As the boy comes running down, I leap forward and grab him around the waist. “Got you!!”

      It’s now my turn to ‘seek’. I wait a few seconds before going after him, trying to remember if there was some rule about waiting before going to find them.

      I look around and in places before I get to a bathroom. I hear a shower running to the left and realize someone’s in here. I’m quiet as I make my way to another room up ahead. I think that the person showering must be in a room on the other side of the wall.

      I look around the room for a second before my eye is caught on a dark grey curtain way up on the wall to the left on a shelf. ‘Could he be…?’ The room is kind of narrow and pretty tall but I somehow get right up the where I need to be.

      I grab the curtain and yank it, and there the boy is, crouched down onto the shelf. He looks even smaller, tucked in on himself. “I knew you were up there!” I exclaim incredulously. I grab him down.
    5. Like toy soldiers

      by , 03-07-2015 at 03:51 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      There was a video about child soldiers. They fought and murdered people but they were only children. Many of the older kids would lead the youngest ones around the battlefield by the hand.

      A program is started to save them. Me and mom have some of them in the van with us, we’re either fostering them or taking them somewhere to be helped.

      Mom starts talking to them about pop culture references that they know nothing about. She says that ‘Christina Aguilera is in a band called Looper’, and I was like ‘??? I didn’t think Christina was in a band…’

      Inspirations: Thinking about Kony yesterday. Christina from watching The Voice. Looper maybe from seeing the movie was coming on a while back, but I’d already watched it before.

      Updated 03-07-2015 at 05:01 AM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Secret werewolf files

      by , 03-06-2015 at 01:23 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      -Forgotten fragment that I didn’t write down because it didn’t make enough concrete sense too. Really annoying when that happens.

      -We’re at a woman’s house, standing in a room. I’m to her right. For some reason I know her secret - she’s a werewolf. She sneaks a look at me and mouths something, something that’s part of her secret. I think she’s telling me where something is, some keys or something. I wonder if it’s near a full moon, if it’s affecting her.

      I’m in another room with the woman and another person and we’re looking through some kind of history or genealogy book. In the front, it has really thin pages width-wise and are made of different material, and normal length and paper after that. We’re flipping through it and are excited to see a couple of familiar names, but we turn to one that means something to the third person in the room. Romano Romaine.

      There was another name before that that I recognized but I forgot it.

      Jump.

      I’m playing with a small toy house with a little girl. We end up taking it apart and I have to figure out how to put it back together by myself because she falls asleep. I’m bad at this stuff so I’m worried I’ll get in trouble.

      Jump.

      I’m in a room looking over at Spice on some kind of balcony room, he’s on the other side of a clear door and I talk to him.

      Jump…

      In yet another room, mom gets on the woman’s computer. The woman is standing in the room too but she’s not moving or look at us in particular.

      Mom shows me a zip drive and asks me a question with her eyes. I know she’s asking whether or not to download something from the woman’s computer (her secret). I gave a real decisive answer by shaking my head both yes and no (lolol).

      She puts the zip drive into the computer and a folder opens up full of other folders (about four rows). One is labeled ‘Sarah’. I guess that if the woman gets suspicious, mom can easily show that she’s just looking through her own stuff.
    7. Baby scandle

      by , 11-05-2014 at 01:46 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      It’s blurry here, but ‘I’ and some other people are negotiating or something but it goes bad, and turns into a big fight. I’m stealthily moving northward around the action.

      Huge golems are hurling rocks over to the left towards me. I as my dwarf Erde dodge them. As I pass the golems, I think about what I should be going after in the fight, but end up completely bypassing everything to go down the north corridor.

      I’m looking through the rooms when my sister comes up and seems to be looking for something. From here on, I felt like I knew a step ahead what was going on. I knew she was looking for her child that I hadn’t known about before. I keep looking for the place the child would be hiding. I see a blanket seat in a closet at one point.

      ”Read the letter,” She says as she looks in a closet to the right in the room at the end, calling out the boy’s name (which I can’t remember). There’s a folded up white piece of paper on a pile of blankets(?) on the floor.

      “This one?” I ask as I unfold it and glance over it. It doesn’t make much sense, but I know it’s supposed to be a letter telling me about the child.

      Gap.

      I’m looking at a blue box of corndogs, and there’s a quote on it from my sister and a friend about how they’d conceived the babies on accident. The friend’s name was something like ‘Gosh’ but I knew it really meant the red-headed friend Rane had long ago. I felt that something was kind of off with that.

      Inspiration: Playing Dragon Age: Origins, just finished the Deep Roads stuff recently. My sister and her child might have come from the dwarf commoner’s sister Rica, or from my own sister and a previous dream. We did have a box of corndogs a few weeks ago that I thought about recently.
    8. Not dreaming, police wakeup

      by , 11-04-2014 at 03:46 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Dreams from November 2nd.

      1.
      I’m talking to a girl, I ask her something like “What do you think about this?’ as I point (to a bookshelf?). She ignores me, her face almost slack, and I realize ‘I’m not dreaming anymore’(??). I come to realize I’m sitting up in bed, awake.

      2.
      Outside (out back at grandma’s house?), there’s a little girl to the left jumping on the pad of a really tall, green flower. For a split second I think how dangerous that is, and then she slips off. On the ground, she says something about how she should have known that would happen.

      Directly ahead, a younger girl is playing in a square patch of grass the size of a dinner table.

      Something about me walking out of a room and seeing a young boy. He says something about ‘you saw, didn’t you’. Suddenly I ‘knew’ he was talking about how he hadn’t flushed the toilet.

      I’m not sure if I was sleeping in the dream or what, but I jump out of bed(?) because of some noise I hear. It’s police sirens. They were there for the boy next door. I hear them talking to him through the wall. They’re prescribing him some medicine for whatever issue he has that caused the problem.

      Just as me and Rane are about to discuss something, she says something about wanting to help the boy with something. I tell her that we’ll finish this conversation later, and she agrees.

      Side-note: There was definitely more bits to this but I convinced myself I had already woken up too much/was too tired to type up more dreams. By the time I got myself to sit up the details and order of events were gone.

      Inspirations: A similar-ish scene happened at my sister’s where she hadn’t flushed the toilet when I went to go, and there was a pregnancy test in the trash – she asked me if I’d seen, afterwards. Once, the police actually did come here because a young boy getting in trouble. And there was one time the police did come at night because our neighbor was driving drunk… Medicine most likely comes from me being nervous about my appointment to check my thyroid levels and up my dosage.
    9. Vacations Can Be Murder

      by , 11-02-2014 at 02:50 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      ‘I’m’ on a ship that’s sailing through a body of water. It passes the same piece of log with ropes tied on it three times, and there was some story about sunken ship(s). As it gets to third one, one of three(?) girls mentions it worriedly. Another says something like ‘it’s just a legend’.

      There’s a view of a boat ahead paddling past the log, and the left paddle almost hits a piece of wood sticking out from the log.

      The ship is parked next to something like a sandbar in the water. The mood feels like a vacation, everyone’s preparing to relax and have fun. The girl who was worried before gets off the ship and goes onto the strip of sand stuff and feels safer there for some reason.

      There’s a little girl playing on the circle at the end of the sandbar and a ‘ritzy’ couple sitting off to side with their small dog.

      Scene changes to inside the ship. A couple is trying to have sex but their child keeps interrupting. The man tells her to go do something and not come back until she reaches ‘zero’.

      The couple canoodling scene changes into one of a NC-17 rated horror scene, a mix between the Halloween movies, Law & Order: Special Victims Unit and Criminal Minds shows. I unfortunately remember parts of it and I woke up feeling sick and had a hard time getting back to sleep. So I’d rather not have to type it up. @_@

      The girl’s voice sounds, saying ‘here there are’ and such. She brings a worker/cook (she’s wearing a uniform and apron) with her, who starts screaming when she sees the scene of carnage – and the killer who’s causing it. The killer reminds me of Jason and Michael. Think he was even wearing a mask, but he had near shoulder length kinky red-ish hair.

      The girl is screaming too. They run. The girl had short, mousy brown hair and was about ten or eleven years old. The worker was middle-age or younger with her light-colored hair put up.

      Tags: murder, disturbing, children, water, ships, dogs
    10. God-Pa

      by , 11-01-2014 at 03:33 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      1.
      I’m one of two children of parents who are gods. The parent of one of them came over for us to meet for the first time.

      I’m about eight years old. I have short, wavy, dark brown hair and freckles and look sleepy like I just woke up. I walk into the kitchen - everyone else is already in there, including my ‘brother’, who has cropped light brown hair and seems to be about six or seven.

      We eat and talk with him. He looks to be mid-age, with dark hair and a beard, reminds me a bit of Duncan.

      He tries to show me a trick with Smoke but it backfires:

      “Did you notice that he won’t pay attention to me if you call me a bastard? Try calling me one when I walk by him.”

      Note: It had the feeling of implying that Smoke snubbed him because I didn’t like him called him a bastard).

      He leaves the kitchen. We wait. When it seems like he’s not coming back, he teleports outside the back door of the kitchen. He comes through and walks by Smoke, and I remember to say ‘bastard’ just when he’s almost past. Smoke just keeps on sleeping.

      I’m roughhousing with mom but end up kicking her or something and she gets mad.

      I leave the kitchen and go to the bathroom. I lock a few locks but they get kind of jammed. I go to the huge stall and climb up to look down into it. There are some items inside. I don’t want to use it because you can see into it from the door easily. I think there was some light from a window coming through.

      I go over to a dresser, open the bottom drawer and prepare to use the bathroom there. Apparently I had before.

      2.
      A guy and his girlfriend get in a terrible accident, but she didn’t survive. He got stuck with her gruesome body in some kind of box container until he could be saved. I think someone had asked him about this story so he told them.

      Updated 11-01-2014 at 04:10 AM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. From the store to another world

      by , 07-08-2014 at 02:46 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      I was in Walmart and there were a lot of little people around. I bumped into two guys (that I had a head on) who smirked at me. I smiled and moved on.

      In the jewelry section, I met a small lady and we ended up talking about zodiac signs. “You could be a Cancer - a crab, or Taurus, a bull. Or an Aquarius, born in September [got this one wrong!].”

      She said she didn’t have one because she was born on this one day. I was confused because I hadn’t heard of it. I told her to just pick one, no one would ever know.

      “You could say you were a Sagittarius born in December.”

      At one point I asked if I could carry her and I did.

      Skip.

      She had had a secret power, and taken ‘us’ [a bit fuzzy, but a girl and guy pair I think] to a secret place. We had to make our way across land. Some people with the lady thought we wanted to use her powers.

      We were cloned [just appearing there) – there was a younger and older pair of us. The older pair got split up, I think. The older guy was being used by this old man while he was in the first cave.

      I saw that the place was big (like looking at an area map in a game), full of forests, plains, caves and such. I did not want to have to go through another cave, which was to the far right. I wondered what was at the very end.

      Inspirations: I watched the first episode of Sailor Moon: Crystal yesterday and think the zodiac stuff came from that (and maybe the jewelry section) – also, I’m a Sagittarius born in December. The landscape might come from playing Pokemon. I think I recently saw a show with little people on it.

      Updated 09-12-2014 at 11:57 PM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    12. Death in the family

      by , 07-07-2014 at 01:40 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      A group of people including me are performing an operation, We’re inside a house stealthily moving around as we take down black-clothed people. When we’re done, I go into the bedrooms to make sure we didn’t miss any adults. I turn the light on and see kids asleep. They’re Japanese. In the other bedroom, the mother is sleeping.

      Before we leave, I pause and tell them to go ahead. They pause and look at me before going.

      I start looking around the house and things. In the kitchen, I grab a box. I’m looking at stuff on a shelf and see a bunch of writing utensils. I reach over to grab some and the pile shifts but doesn’t fall. I see a golden gel pen and take it before going in the kitchen again.

      I get confused as I look down and see my small box and a bigger box nearby, I thought I had moved to that one. So I grab it instead. I see some framed photos of my family (mainly me and my sister as kids) on the fridge and a bit confused, take them down and put them in the box.

      I worry the police will suspect us if I do that, so I take the cut out magazine strips beside them to make it look like a burglary.

      There is a chainsaw running outside the bedrooms but the inhabitants don’t make an appearance. They appear able to sleep through anything.

      I come across some of my clothes. I’m feeling a little befuddled as if things have changed on me, because suddenly this is the place I live [not IWL]. I take a few of the clothes (‘won’t I need these?’). What alibi are we going to give since we live here too??

      I go near the right bedroom and hear one of the children talking - a boy. He says, “We can do that later.” Talking about future plans for the day. I realize he knows English from going to school here. I think about my level of Japanese.

      I realize I need to get moving. As a leave, I hear them calling for their mom. “Mommy?”

      Apparently we had killed the mother. I realized they were calling to her and getting no response, so they would investigate soon.

      I head outside where the team is waiting. There are about six of us, including my parents.

      One of them holds out some of my clothes, including a pair of underwear, as I approach.

      “”We need to go. Now.” I say.

      “Too late.” Someone says as the family rushes out from the house. We hurriedly get into the car and start to drive away.

      A montage thing whites out the screen of the kids and their father without their mom, as her smiling face floats across the screen. The father had blond hair and the mother auburn.

      I think, ‘That’s sad.’

      Notes: And then my nose started bleeding and I had to type one-handed. Darn summer.
    13. Baby landing and a death

      by , 07-06-2014 at 12:31 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      A man stands staring at a building that looks like a factory. It has black bits flying up through the broken up roof. He says, “What happened here?”. The owner is standing beside him. The black stuff happened just before the potential buyer came. The buyer says he will take the place anyway since he already said he would.

      There' a scene of children in the building handing a baby with jet-black hair over to him. It fell with a meteor into the building

      Another scene of a Middle East(?) man being initiated into a religion or something, one with God. A man with him directs him to do something but the Middle East man is confused. The guide says he might be more conformable doing ‘this one’. He directs him over to a container with some tannish substance in it and directs him to scrape a butter knife over it in a certain pattern. Then the Middle East man starts crying at the experience.

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      The factory man [Jin Tae-Jin from The God of High School now] is escaping from some kind of law enforcement group that’s after him. He barely makes it into a house. He crawls through the living room, grabs something like a flat, longer blue-ish colored pillow and lays it on the couch. He crawls onto the couch and lies down with his hands on his chest and dies. The group bursts in and starts shouting at him.

      I felt like I was there the whole time so it was like I was being yelled at too.

      When he was crawling I was wondering what he was doing, because I had gotten a glimpse of his wife in their bedroom beyond having died in the past there, or spent time with Jin on the bed talking together. I thought he’d go there to die, but I saw now that the bed (a big yellow foam) had been pushed up against the wall and the room was bare.

      I(?) was going through a bunch of drawers [think I was still in the house]. There were some coins. I thought they might be special and asked if could have them(?). I received a negative answer but took them anyway. There were various clothing bits in some of the drawers. I got sad when I found a doll of my sisters [only in the dream], it looked like she’d been trying to get all the marker off of it recently.

      Tags: fandom, fandom: the god of high school, death, religion, children, immorality

      Inspirations: I’ve been reading a lot of the ‘The God of High School’ manhwa, so the baby was probably Jin Mo-Ri, the baby Jin Tae-Jin raised.

      Updated 07-06-2014 at 03:51 AM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    14. Alien children

      by , 07-05-2014 at 02:19 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      I’m in the kitchen at grandma’s house(?) and see out the window that the animals are fighting. One is a wolf. Someone tells me to go find a small animal to make sure it’s okay. I find it and carry it inside.

      In a facility, I’m hurrying down a corridor and calling kids to me, but all of a sudden it gets confusing – there’s a haze and dimness everywhere making it hard to see. Someone is trying to get the kids. Some of them start going down the other corridor to the left.

      I start calling louder to the kids “Here kitty kitty! (??)] Someone appears at the entrance to my corridor and gives a pretty speech to get them to come to them. But I know that they just want the kids to put aliens in them to use as experiments.

      I whistle really loud with my fingers in my mouth and keep calling the kids to me. An Asian girl stops and calls out to me that she loves me and watches my show.

      A man and robed figure are talking to this guy in a small room. I think they’re asking about his tattoos. He looks like Jack Sparrow. He spouts this long line in a foreign language and the woman says it means something different than he thinks. There’s also a short number like 7702 and the robed woman says “That’s it, that’s what we needed to know.”

      The man leaves. The women leaps up onto Jack’s head like maybe she’s going to break his neck with her legs, but she stops and looks in the mirror. No longer robed, she has exotic looks, with some kind of red hair and nose piercing (barbell?). Kinda looks like Irisa in Defiance.

      Updated 07-05-2014 at 02:21 AM by 20026

      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Wandering buildings, no food

      by , 03-06-2014 at 01:06 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      I think if I have one more dream about wandering buildings after this, I'll add it to my dream signs.

      3. I’m wandering around a neighborhood and buildings. I run into a guy, and I ask him what these two letters in my ‘interests’ box stand for. In my mind I see a column with my ‘interests’ such as fandoms, hobbies, etc, written in it. I think the last letter was ‘f’. It’s how people find each other there I guess. He tells me the media name and I say ‘oh yeah’.

      I wander into a building and am lost. I find a room and think it could be an exit. There’s a young African American girl standing there. I ask her about the room, and she says her mom is in there sleeping because she’s sick. I ask her if that’s all that’s in there, because I’m still hoping for a way out. She silently closes the curtain(?) over the room.

      I feel like that scene repeated, like I went through there before. And that I’d seen the girl outside at my old school and talked to her.

      Inspiration: Two letters part comes from my PAO system.

      4. In a school cafeteria with my friends, the lunchlady tells me the food has already been put away. We manage to find some cookies(?) to eat though.

      Lunchlady reminded me unfavorably of Miss L, an old teacher. Or Miss Trunchbull from Matilda. I swear I’ve had a very similar dream before, that or my déjà vu is just on the fritz again. @_@
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