Puffin

Type: Regular dreams.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I'm making a serious attempt to LD again, starting with improving my dream recall. But since my recall and lucid count is so poor, I'm going to start slowly instead of pushing myself to remember every single detail of my dreams. Last night I recalled two dreams (along with some others from previous nights), which I'll combine in this single entry.

Dream 1 - Beast's Windshield Fail

I was the cockpit of a small plane that was supposed to be the X-Jet, but this "cockpit" was huge. It was very similar to the final place where Captain America and Red Skull fought in the film Captain America: The First Avenger, except with no junk or clutter everywhere. The flooring was tile and there was the same huge contoured windshield, which let a large amount of light into the jet. I was right at the windshield and I knew that there were seats behind me with Moira and Charles sitting in them, but I didn't turn around to see. I was looking outside, there below I could see trees and plains. In front of me, a bit more upwards, I could see wispy clouds whizzing by. On the jet's left-hand side I knew there was an exact same X-Jet with Beast, Banshee and Magneto in it. They were with us trying to fight off some enemy ships, which were quite a ways in front of us. I was strongly aware of their presence in front, even though I couldn't see them.

All of a sudden, our jet suddenly started moving downwards sharply, but I didn't actually feel a shift in gravity or even fell over - I just saw more of the ground, because we were tilted towards it. We did a few maneuvers and ended up leveling out again without getting that close to the ground, but then, I saw something fly into view from the left and smack into the middle of our jet's windshield. It was Beast. I didn't see his face; I simply saw his body make contact with the glass, making a bit of a crack, and ricochet off. I also heard the "thump" noise that one hears when a bird hits a window. I wasn't concerned, and I simply continued to look out the windshield. I heard the same "thump" again and looked back to the windshield to, somehow, see Beast once again smacking into the glass! This happened two more times and I ended up getting pissed off that "he kept doing that".

Upon waking, I laughed. It was very comical.

Dream 2 - Flying Ant Suit

I was in the front grounds of my school, which basically consists of a parking lot on the right side (coming out from the front of the school) and a much larger grassy area on the left, with a sturdy black metal fence on the two sides where the property is next to the streets. It was daytime; the sky was a light, pale shade of blue. I was in the grassy part of the schoolyard but instead of it being empty like in real life, there was a play structure in the middle of it. I was about ten feet away from the structure, in the shadows it cast from a random light source (I couldn't identify the location of it upon awakening, as there wasn't a sun...).

In front of me was a stuffed animal made of that shiny, plastic-like beanbag fabric; it was supposed to be an ant. The whole thing was relatively dark grey and it consisted of a large head with two big plastic eyes, and a round, slightly pointed body. It was very cute, and the whole thing was a couple feet taller than me; it was a suit of some sort, which I could get into and fly off in. It was sitting upright but I noticed that there weren't any legs, like I somehow knew there were supposed to be, so I walked up to it and lifted the head up; there was a dark mesh hole (like some mascot costumes have where the face is) underneath. I pushed on it with my hand and, even though I didn't actually see them appear, there were now six plush legs hanging from the ant's body. I tried to find a zipper or opening to get into the suit but I couldn't. I was looking for three or four minutes until the dream ended.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I think I did a mini CAT (cycle adjustment technique) this morning! I always get up at 7:00 in the morning, but today I set my alarm for 6:30 because I wanted to get up early to work on my speech for school elections. I was woken up by the alarm, but then I decided to sleep in some more. I fell asleep and had two dreams, the first of which was rather long. I'll write them as separate entries.

Dream 1
Flying the Plane, Dodging the Train, and the Young Thieves

It was early in the morning. The sunless sky was casting a yellow glare on the scenery. I was outside my house, facing the road perpendicular to the driveway, which I was standing on. This driveway was situated off a small crescent road, of which came off the side of a three-lane road in a quiet neighborhood. The driveway wasn't in very good condition; the concrete was smashed in some areas, there were a few cracks, and there were also bits of rock and stone in places. The grass on either side of the driveway was clean and a nice green color, and the sidewalk crossing the driveway looked relatively normal, almost perfectly in line with the road.

I started to walk off the driveway, and then I set foot onto the crescent. As soon as I took my third step down it, I was stopped by my mother, who had come up from behind me. She grabbed me by the arm and shouted accusations, including "get back in the house now or I'll tell everyone what you did!".

Although I wasn't lucid, I exhibited some form of dream control. I hissed at her and immediately proceeded to shapeshift into a red, traditional-looking Chinese dragon. I didn't feel the transition, but I did see my arms and tail curl around, from the corner of my eye. I growled at her, and pushed off the ground, shooting into the air. I made an arc that was around fifty feet long, and then landed back on the ground. For some reason, I "knew" that I'd lost her, and she wasn't following me at the moment because she didn't know where I was.

I was now on a country-like gravel road with normal city houses on either side, which almost made it look like a normal street. There were a few tall, gray, 40-story or so buildings in the back, mostly with large glass windows like you'd see in a big city such as Minneapolis. I didn't turn to see what was behind me, as I was looking ahead - there were telephone poles and their wires on either side of the street, going parallel to it (like they would do in real life). There were also some wires that criss-crossed and ended up going from one side to the other. A few wires were even hanging loosely down; these wires were so (impossibly, given the distance between the two sides) long that they were right on the middle of the road.

Ahead of me, there was a small yellow plane, facing directly down the road and away from me. It looked like a Seagull Models "Yak 54". It was about four feet tall, not quite big enough to fit a person. However, the cockpit wasn't really in the plane but sticking out. I stepped into the plane, and when I was settled in the cockpit, only my waist and below was inside. My upper body was sticking out on top. The plane had a black-and-silver steering wheel like that of a car, but it didn't have just a few large connections between the outer ring and the inner circle; it had many thin connections. It reminded me of a ship's wheel. But this wheel was also pretty small, only two thirds the size of a dinner plate. I grabbed it, and the plane took off by itself. I didn't need to push any buttons or anything.

I flew down the road, and I had to dodge a telephone wire that was hanging vertically downwards, a bit to my right. It didn't seem to be hanging from anything, it was jus suspended in air. I veered left, and now there were two wires crossing the space where I was about to fly. These, too, didn't seem to be connected to anything. I pulled on the wheel to raise the plane up, and I flew just over top of the wires, almost hitting them.

After two or three minutes, I landed. Between the initial takeoff and landing, however, was a seamless blend of location. I was no longer flying down a road, but I was going down a train track along the side of a rocky cliff. Rugged mountains dotted the area; there was also one mountain especially close to the left side of the tracks. The rocks were grey with some brown, and the ground was also brown rock, somewhat dusty in areas. My plane had changed from being yellow to a deep orange color with a few indiscernible black accents. I was going down this track, flying just a few inches above it. I knew that my mother was coming after me on a train. I knew the train was yellow with black points, and some silver and grey; it looked like a CN Railway train except with the different colors.

I also knew she was right behind me. I came to an entrance to a sort of "valley" on the cliff, and I jumped off my plane (which continued to veer down the tracks by itself) and ran around a big tall boulder to hide. I knew if my mother went through here, she would continue down the tracks without realizing she'd passed me. At this time, my sister came out of nowhere and knelt down beside me, behind the same rock. I told her, "Stay here, she won't find us".

I knew the train was coming. The train itself made no noise whatsoever, but I heard metal vibrating on the tracks, which was almost like a thumping noise. My view had now changed from first-person to third-person; I cannot tell exactly when this happened, but it did. I saw the train, which consisted of at least five cars, turn sharply and come around the boulder to where we were. Instead of crashing into us, however, it veered right off the side of the cliff.

My sister didn't exist in the dream anymore, so I went around the boulder toward the railway tracks. My plane was sitting right there for some reason, as if it hadn't gone flying down the tracks earlier. It was missing the seat and the wheel, though. I looked down the tracks, and the mountains/boulders had now changed to a more brownish rock, and there were tall buildings on either side, almost like an alleyway. The atmosphere got a bit foggier, as well.

Looking down the tracks, I saw two boys. They were wearing clothes that looked like they were from the 1800s - grey pants and shirts, with jackets and messenger hats. I also noticed that one of them was holding the two missing parts of my plane. I ran at them, and they started to book it. The boy who wasn't carrying the parts ran faster, but the other one was rather sluggish. It was easy to catch up, push him forward a bit, and grab the two parts right out of his hands. "You shouldn't do that!" I scolded.

The dream skipped again. I was now walking down the inside of a hallway. This hallway was probably five feet wide - not that large. However, it was very long. There were polished wooden doors (to dressing rooms, in particular) on either side; each of them were spaced about thirty feet apart or so. The lighting was dark, and pale greenish-blue, which cast a weird glow on the very pale, dark blue tiles spaced by white grout. I remember seeing small glowing yellow balls of light around the ceiling that provided some illumination, but not much. As I walked down the hallway, the doors turned into dark blue tents that were actually inside the walls. Basically, the entrance flap on the front of each tent was on the wall, and when you'd go through it, into the actual tent, that part was inside the wall.

I passed these tents as if everything was normal. After a few moments of walking, I started to see people in huge, extravagant costumes. These costumes mostly consisted of a small white masquerade masks. Attached to the masks were huge, long, detailed feathers of many colours that spanned out and hid the shape of peoples' faces and upper bodies. On peoples' legs were heavy, baggy pants, which looked almost velvety. These pants were dark blue and black. Overall, these features made the people look a bit scary, but I wasn't afraid in the dream.

I just kept walking.