Dream Journal

Good god, the last week has been awful for dreams. I attempted a WBTB again, which only messed up my recall and the construction became worse. It has finally stopped now, but I had loud conversations going on instead. I managed to get at least something down, but I almost didn't bother

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I found myself and my mother exploring Brighton, but it was much larger and the buildings were more modern. It was still somehow recognizable as Brighton though. We were looking for our hotel, but the buildings created an abstract labyrinth. My mother and I ended up in a huge football stadium among the messy cluster of buildings, and was attacked by a Rathalos from Monster Hunter. We hit behind the barricades in the seating area until it went away, then ran across the pitch to get out. Upon leaving, it was night time in the same abstract building complex, only a guy was there to show me a game. It was a physics based side scroller, but I was unsure of the goal. This guy started to become very flirty, and I assumed he has no idea I wasn't a cute girl. It felt like we were communicating online and in person at the same time. I felt uncomfortable and the dream faded

I'm finally back after a week, but it's been very hard to commit to my DJ. Hopefully I can get a full week of entries again at least

Finally some decent recall, although still somewhat disturbed by loud construction, and likely poor sleeping habits too. These notes took up an entire A4 page, which is the largest dream recall effort since restarting

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

As far back as I could recall, I was starting off in my living room at home, standing on the stairs and watching an embarrassing clip of a speech or performance from my old school days. I got off the stairs and decided to play with my dog on the sofa and carpet for a little while. Eventually, I found myself at the beach on another organized trip with Nat, from a previous dream. I saw the entire area from a birds eye view, and instead of the usual stony beaches of Brighton, it was a cartoonishly bright yellow beach, with a lush cyan ocean. There were large, old, stone-grey buildings inland. I hung out with Nat for a while, but I can't remember exactly what we did together.

Before I knew it, I ended up in an apartment I apparently owned, which was located on my Grandmother's road, but somehow within reach of Brighton Beach. The apartment was a little messy, as if it had just been sold with all the furniture untouched, and it was quite dark and gloomy inside. Instead of being with Nat at this point, I was with an old school friend named Tom. I found a wild boar in the kitchen, with its head stuck in a wooden board that was painted as a gnome, with its a hole cut-out where its face would go, like something you'd find at an amusement park. I informed Tom that the boar needed help being freed, and he came to assist me. He tried yanking the boar's head out, but I suggested we try pulling it from its body instead, as it would fit through the hole much more easily. We slipped the boar out, and it bit me as it frantically escaped and began charging around the kitchen in panic. I came up with the idea to open all doors leading from the kitchen to the front door, so that it had a path to escape, but it didn't seem to work. I headed outside, where I found myself at the entrance to the large, stone-grey buildings I had seen from a bird's eye view, and forgot about the boar, waiting with Tom for Nat to text me back about meeting up. She didn't reply, so I headed out to find somewhere to eat, which was conveniently next to the building complex. I headed between a red and white circus tent on the beach, and the building I had just left, up a wide avenue that eventually connected to an equally wide building. Inside was a long stretch of red and gold carpet, with a counter at the end run by one male and one female staff members. Instead of ordering food, which seemed to be a buffet of some sorts, I headed back out to the main square by the building complex, and called Nat, who didn't pick up.

I headed to a supermarket called Asda, to pick up an insulin shot for my dog (or perhaps the boar?), which began a stressful journey to safely deliver the exposed and delicate syringe, I saw the exact same bird's eye view from earlier, and then found myself in a classroom when it faded. I noticed Tony, a famous advertiser from a Chinese company named LC Sign, getting bullied by a nerd named Matt, who was a classmate of mine alongside Tom many years ago. Matt had said something that really upset Tony, who was now flailing and on the verge of tears. After seeing this, I approached Matt from behind and pushed him down to his chair, and then furiously threatened to rip his head off. He didn't seem to acknowledge my presence, so I left the classroom and landed back at the main square by the beach. I got on to a bike and continued my stressful quest to deliver the exposed syringe, which seemed to be located at the buffet from earlier. I cycled down the long avenue, across the red carpet and dismounted at the counter where the same two staff members began to get agitated that I wasn't buying anything. The female worker, who was fairly young and wearing glasses, demanded that I pay £100 for wasting time. The male worker, who was a little older, stepped in to defend me and dismiss the accusations.

I left the buffet for a second time, and found myself in the square yet again. This time, Nat actually responded to me and I met up with her outside the science block of my old school, where I showed her a video that broke down the design of the building my apartment was located in. It showed a long, narrow strip of rooms connected, and mine was at the end. The male narrator informed us that my room was called "Warren House", and a 3D render of the narrow strip of rooms was animated as it broke it down to explain. The dream then ended with a third and final bird's eye view of the area, exactly the same as the prior two

Considering how terrible my recall situation has been, this was a very solid entry for once. I'm very happy with how many details I remember, even 7 hours after scribbling the notes. I'm excited to see what my dreams are like tomorrow morning

Recurring elements:
-Nat, second time she has been featured
-School, marking the fourth dream out of five this week
-Family, home. This would be the third(?) dream out of five
-Travel, the second dream travelling with Nat in particular

Notes:
-Slept at 2am, woke up at 10am
-Recall was initially a challenge, but managed to piece together a lot in 30 minutes
-I wouldn't say the dreams were vivid, despite good recall

First of all, what an insane title for this dream. Neighbours continue to do construction exactly at the time I start trying to recall and connect dream fragments...

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I find myself as school, yet again, but it's much bigger and almost maze-like due to the sheer amount of small buildings around the pathways connecting them. I was in a science class with old friends, messing around and being terrible students. We decided we would go on a trip, but my company shifted into one girl, nicknamed Nat. Her and I's plan was to travel to a random city for fun, something we've been planning to do IRL. I can't recall what we did, but on the way back we panicked about time and money. We stopped off at a small Cafe for some food, but it was now me and my aunt, as well as others I couldn't identify. I left and re-entered this Cafe as well as repeating a food order for some reason. After leaving, I found myself in a jungle with the school friends mentioned before. One friend asked me to find him a porn video, which I found, but somehow couldn't share the link with him. I felt very uninterested in doing so anyway. As the jungle trek continued, over a large log connecting two cliff faces, I found myself with yet again new company, this time Katie Price (a British celebrity) and her disabled son Harvey. We found an outdoor cinema built into a jungle opening, which extended down many layers. Harvey was fascinated by this cinema, but we really had to leave. It was a challenge convincing him to go, but succeeded anyway. We now arrived at my dad's house, where Harvey had discovered my collection of ecchi anime that, for whatever reason, came with a boxset of 13 extremely thick dictionaries. I pleaded with my mother to confiscate the tray full of ecchi anime and dictionaries from the poor disabled man that was definitely not ready to try and comprehend what he might discover. I remember seeing a projection of an anime girl wearing a blue Japanese swim team costume twerking in a gif format. She had tanned skin and shoulder-length green hair. I then asked my mother why there were so many dictionaries, before drifting off into a black void.

Not the most interesting dream, but it is certainly hilarious to think back on. Again, recall was very difficult on this one, but given my similar experience yesterday, I kept relaxed through the loud construction work and managed to piece together enough of the dream to fill up 2/3 of a page in my notebook. Good enough

Recurring dream elements:
-School, for the third night in row. No surprise given how common this has been for 15 years. Unfortunately, cannot take advantage of it much
-Travelling and worrying about missing trains or not having money. Seems stress leaks into my dreams often

Notes:
-Considering adding sleep/wake up times for future entries to recalculate REM
-Also considering paying attention to waking up during the night, and if dreams happened. Rarely happens though
-Would like to focus more on mantras, had no luck last night. Almost accidentally committed to a WILD attempt, but was not prepared for it so I moved and ended the spinning+visualization I suddenly experienced