19.01.2015Fragments (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I am working on just adding keywords to my journal. My problem here: Three very busy days without writing the dream down, rendering to remember nothing but just fragments from my journal. - Bob, hotel, fight. - Cars, freeway, medium.
14.10.2013Mafia at the mall. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in some sort of mall that had a convention center. The walls were pale yellow and the mall did not appear to be in a very good shape. It seems there was some sort of mafia thing going on, something related with very powerful sport cars. They had a private room where they had some cars displayed and I started to pick in opening the door from one of the edges. I wondered if I was getting so involved that the security guys would go after me. Suddenly, the cops arrived and the door opened abruptly. I thought if I just stayed at the door the would say nothing to me, but it was not the case, they were walking at me. One guy, heavy and strong build with a gray jacket, black tie, hat and sunglasses was approaching at me. I started to walk away like if nothing happened, but he chased after me until I woke up.
24.05.2011Following cars (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I do not recall this dream and I can barely read my journal, lol. - Following cars - They were bouncing. - Got and talked to him. - Got to the chase. - Voice said that liked to see what happened.
12.04.2011Nastiest driving storm (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I needed to go to work or somewhere else. I entered my car and started to drive. It was day and there was a horrible ice storm. I could see all the cars on the street, crushing several times. Everything was like in slow motion, but the crashes looked kinda bad. I was driving, very uncomfortably, as the cars behind me were not driving as careful as the should, however, my car never got hit. My wife was riding a red bike. She went into the worst traffic area, where the road was almost sunken. I saw how the whole bike was covered with icy water. My wife ran to me. She was mad at me and blamed me for what happened. I got mad at her and ignored her trashing. After a while, my wife picked up the bike and brought it to me. The bike's engine was still working fine.