Exploring My Mind

Oi, oi, I'm back from the shadows of a five day slump of upset emotions and sadness. Things have cooled down now though, and I've brought two dreams with me for this entry!
This first one was from the morning before this morning.
I was in a school (who would've thunk it), or more specifically, a choir class. We were all singing some song, and for some reason, all the kids around me were 5th graders, while I was the only young adult in the room, aside from the teachers standing around watching our performance. Suddenly, alarms blared! Doctors came in from every which way! What was going on?
The answer to that question appeared in the form of the head of the doctors, a nurse with a demanding presence but kind demeanor. She strolled her way in, feet clacking on the floor as we all stared in a mixture of confusion and horror. She stopped walking, waited a moment, and explained to us that a virus was going through the school. Not just any virus though; it was a lethal, fast-spreading virus, and all of the kids had to be quarantined immediately. With a snap of her fingers, the doctors began rounding up the kids and escorting them out of the choir room. For some reason, nobody came up to me, making me the last one in the room, along with the teachers and the head nurse. There was some more to this dream involving me questioning the nurse about the outbreak, but I don't remember it.
Next is my fragment from this morning. And it's real sparse one at that; only specific scenes and characters remembered.
A school was involved. (this may as well be a dream sign at this point along with K and my ex). My ex was there. For some reason I was viewing the dream as an observer, but another me was in the dream, or rather, my middle-school-aged self, as one of the participating DCs. My dad was in the dream too, and he was running for president, campaigning through the school.
Lately I've noticed a trend that whenever my emotions get upset or sad, it tends to dip my recall the following mornings, whereas if I'm feeling happier and more clear-headed, I tend to have more consistent recall. Don't really know if there's anything to that, but it's been an observable enough pattern that there may be something to it, at least for me.

Two work related dreams recalled this morning, both in a good amount of detail. Work seems to be becoming more of a recurring thing in my dreams lately.
Oddly, in this dream, I wasn't myself, or rather, I was viewing the dream characters in it without them even knowing I was there, almost as if I was a ghost. Not sure what to make of that.
There were four workers who were doing their jobs in a sort of desert looking area, stacking and breaking boxes. They all looked rather miserable.
One of the workers, a middle aged black man, decided that enough was enough, and was going to leave the job later that day. The other three workers tried to console him and get him to stay, but their words fell on deaf ears, as this man had a newfound determination, and most importantly, a plan. Throughout this entire thing, I gazed from afar, although my view seemed to be getting hazy.
Woke up, went back to bed, and BAM.
Back to being myself, this dream involved me at work, doing a job I don't have IRL. I was backing a truck up into the front of this old lady's driveway, waiting for some of the passerby to move so i didn't run them over. Once the truck was parked, I went to go clean some stuff off her driveway, and she came out during this process and proceeded to give me instructions.
One of the workers came over and interrupted our conversation, saying "Tanner! Your mom is here to help out!"
So I excitedly asked the old lady if it was okay if I left, and she didn't seem to mind.
I quickly crossed the area till I got to the main portion of it, and sure enough, there was my mother walking around looking for me. I caught up to her and we talked about a lot as we headed towards the job site.
The actual job here was a bit odd though. When we got there, my dad was waiting there for us as well, so we split up, with me and my dad handling one zone and mom handling the other zone. These zones had snake like creatures poking up from the ground that we had to kill. Dad and I killed it no problem, but mom was in the next zone screaming like she'd just seen a bug and was flipping out on it, based on the noise.
And that's everything. I'm very impressed with the latest boost in recall, and it has me wondering what exactly I've done differently (if anything) to raise it.

This dream was actually quite creepy, yet it wasn't scary enough to the point where it was a nightmare. Just a tad creepy is all.
It's the last day of school. Yeah, it was actually the last day like 4 days ago. :L I'm going through my classes, saying goodbye to all my friends who are either moving or graduating this year. We take photos together. As I'm leaving the school at the end of the day, I see a group of people standing outside in the parking lot. I vaguely acknowledged the fact that the school was actually my intermediate school back from like 5th grade, and not my high school. This could've been a good point to go lucid. Ah well. I walked over to the crowd of people, curious. My Japanese language teacher, Mr. Shun, was standing in the center of the crowd, trying to explain to everyone what was going on.
"Just stay calm, everyone! Everyone, listen! There's a strange hole in the floor over at the end of the school."
Strange hole? I thought. Kind of weird. What could he mean by that? What kind of hole?
"I want all of you to go explore it. Team up with a partner and go down there."
I didn't know who I'd wanna team up with. I didn't see anyone I liked. We all headed down to this control room in the school, and there, we paired up. I noticed my dad in the crowd, and quickly asked Mr. Shun if I could team up with him. "Of course. I'd think you'd WANT to team up with your own father." he commented.
As dad and I stood waiting, I saw a few familiar faces in the crowd. Shun said we were all ready to go, so we headed to the end of the school, into this narrow hallway. The hallway opened up as we headed down it, and at the very end was none other than the giant hole Shun had mentioned. The hole was about 8 feet wide, and 8 feet high, if I had to guess. Staring at it made me feel extremely uneasy and creeped out. From the looks of it, the hole led down to a dank and ominous looking cave. Shun held a flashlight up to it, seeing how far the light would illuminate, but it didn't change the pitch blackness that was in the hole. Shun turned and gave us the go ahead to jump down.
Oddly enough, I think this part could relate to me playing Silent Hill lately. In both SH2 and Shattered Memories, there are parts where you have to jump down pitch black, seemingly bottomless pits, just to see where they go.
We all jumped down the hole, and it seemed to take nothing but a second for us to hit the bottom. We didn't get hurt by the fall either. The area we were in was lit by dim illumination coming from florescent rocks scattered around the area. It was a large, rocky place, and had the same creepy feeling as before, though not as bad.
For some reason, I looked over and saw two fictional characters fighting. One was Edward Elric, from Full Metal Alchemist. I couldn't tell who the other guy was, but he was grabbing red hot coal and eating it to power himself up. Those two battled it out, in what seemed like a cutscene, as I had no control over my vision at this part.
After the 'cutscene', I went off into a nearby corridor in the cave which led down to the basement of my own home. There, I saw my dog Brody attacking what looked to be a demon dog. I hid, scared for my life. I heard one of the dogs whimper, but I could tell which it was. I creeped out of my hiding place, and glanced at the laundry room in the basement where I saw the dogs. I didn't see either of them, but I heard panting. I grabbed a nearby blunt object, and slowly walked toward the laundry room, fearing the demon dog would be around the corner to greet me.
I reached the laundry room, and ran around the corner, screaming and throwing the blunt object in front of me. It hit my dog, Brody, who was staring at the Demon Dog's dead body. I felt extremely bad for hitting him with the object, and profusely apologized. Brody turned his head toward me, a blank expression in his eyes.
AND THEN I woke up.
Really odd dream. So many things I could've used to go lucid, but didn't. That's okay though. It was entertaining nonetheless. That cave gave me an extremely bad feeling though, like I would be in danger if I explored it any. Considering I found a demon dog in it, that's not too surprising. Given the choice, I probably wouldn't wanna go back here.