HomeRiver

I invited a few friends to my house. One of them lives in north Jersey, the other two I know from a gardening group that I used to be involved in. The gardening people came but the guy quickly left. I was at the house where I grew up. Me and the girl were sitting on the couch. I was offering her beer and coffee but she just wanted water. I was worried that I was boring her because I couldn't keep a compelling convo going. We were sitting with butts touching though on the couch watching tv. Later I went to the fridge to get some food and then I called NM, my friend from No Jers. He answered and said he wouldn't make it. I told him I was mad at him but that I wouldn't hold that anger for that long and it was okay. Next, my landlord called and told me that I couldn't have a party at the house. I told her in strong voice that I wasn't having a party and that she can't regulate that. Suddenly, a party of like 50 people arrived, most were from my high school. I was thrilled about this. The venue became a hybrid of the house I grew up in, my uncle's basement, and the house I currently live in. I saw a guy from my tennis team, CP and we were thrilled to see each other. The party was coming to an end early and I went to see my gf who was doing homework upstairs. There were no partiers upstairs. We slept in a different bed.

I a different dream, I left work with my co-worker MB. We went to a perfume shop, though both of us thought it would be lame. It wasn't. They had all sorts of scents, condoms, and cds. All these homeless people kept coming in and talking to the woman at the register. This homeless guy who I always avoid in town came in and I got angry but the woman was friendly toward him. When we left we saw another co-worker KY. She was drawing or something. There were some people nearby outside of their cars and they were talking about directions. They were headed to the All Good Music Festival. KY had a gps in her car and she went to get it so that she could give them directions. They were a mix of people reminiscent of some people I once met 10 years ago, with one token crazy hippy who said something hilarious (to us) that all of his fellow travelers were annoyed at.

In another dream I went on some kind of hike.

Commentary non-lucid

I was on vacation for the weekend and didn't have a great chance to work on my dreaming. I had one dream that was memorable that I will relate.

I went on a walk with my family. To my dismay, my dad brought along the family dog . While walking, it started shitting. It went several times in a large circle and made what looked like a mushroom fairy ring. The problem was that we didn't have anything to pick it up with. My dad was about to walk back to the apartment to get a plastic bag but I just wanted to get on with our walk. I walked into the street where there was a lot of trash. I thought there would be some bags available. There were but they were mostly dirty. I found one that was fairly clean and started cleaning the crap. Some punk rock looking people arrived and one of them who was pretty large started helping me put crap in my bag. He missed and the crap landed on my shirt and pants. I got pissed and started to argue with him. He was giggling that he did it and I wanted to start a fight. I put up my hands into fighting position and took on the form of many different fighters that I've seen including an old man fighting a young whippersnapper, a kung fu fighter, and some others. As this transformation was occurring, me and the guy started to lose our anger and it became fun. Other concerned people were descending upon us, about to break us up. I turned and reassured them with a song.... "It's just a faaaantasy, no need to woooory. It's just a faaaantasy...something something something." I don't know if this meant that I knew that I was dreaming or that I knew that we were just play fighting.

Later, I was in a house where a party was occurring. I don't recall much now, but I know that at one point my grandfather died. I felt bad because it was my fault. At that, he came back to life and then just disappeared. We were like, "he disappeared!"

Some people were trying to take a picture with me, but I didn't know who they were.