From yesterday: Dream 2: Very long and too many different parts. The theme was traveling. I was always on the go trying to get somewhere. I was traveling with different people at different times or sometimes along. I don't even remember the order of the scenes that I remember. I was driving a car that had these strange handlebars (like a bike) they were very wiggly and I felt I had terrible control of the car. I felt like I was in Southern Arizona somewhere between Tucson and Phoenix and I was heading North. I kept going down the wrong roads and having to turn around. Later I was in a gas station with Tanya and Marie. I was holding a bowl and a spoon. I took it in the little store, but worried that they would think that I stole it. At some point I was crying. The lady behind the register tried to make me feel better. I was in a restaurant with several friends. We ordered this big meals. I was in another little store with my mom. We needed transportation. A lady gave us these tricycles. We started to ride them. I saw how slow we were going. I knew that we would never get to our destination in time. I knew that my mom couldn't make it at all. Her handlebars were cracking off. And then both of mine broke. I looked at the side ofthe road and was fascinated by these strange animals. At first I thought they were a kind of pig. But then saw that they we more rat-like. But they had wooly hair like a sheep. One was trangled up in some string. I tried to help it, but it tried to bite me. I was walking through this town. I was alone and walked up this hill and saw a Mine. I walked closer and saw a man at the entrance. He started to talk to me, but I had this creepy feeling and wasn't sure if I could trust him. So I jumped down the hill. I remember thinking, "I'll bet this will surprise him. I'll bet he has never seen anyone jump down this big hill in just one jump before." I enjoyed the feeling of floating down the bottom. I knew there was something significant about being able to do that.
I had one of those dreams where lucid dreaming was on my mind, but not enough to actually make me go lucid. Rrrrr. But as much as I get frustrated at myself for completely missing the obvious, I have to at least be happy that the idea of lucid dreaming made it into the dream. The more that happens the more I will have lucid dreams. Dream 1: I was on The Biggest Loser show (I think this is because I have been traveling and eating bad and I have been telling myself that as soon as I get home I need to eat really healthy). I started making friends with this Korean guy that was also a contestant. At one point we were in this big room and I started flying and floating up toward the ceiling. The Korean guy started floating too. I said, "Wow--you must be a lucid dreamer too!" And he nods his head. Then I started telling him about all the things that I can do in a lucid dream. I told him about the tornado that I did in my last LD. I pointed to the ground and said, "If this were my LD I would make a tornado from on that very spot." And I made this little brown spot appear on the floor. I even half -heartedly tried to make a tornado, but nothing appeared. I also remember asking him if he did WBTBs, which I think he said that he did occasionally. Then I floated all the way to the top and rested on the ceiling (like I like to do in dreams--lucid or not). Dream 2: I was watching TV. I saw that Blink182 was about to come on. They were playing live for some TV show. I saw that they were dressed like the Beatles. They started singing. It was an interesting song that I had never heard that was a good cross between a Blink song and Beatles song. I liked it. Then Tom and Mark turned around and I could see that their pants had the back cut out, and I could see their butts. I remember thinking, "Oh brother, do they always have to do something dumb like that?"