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    1. Catching Up with Old Friends

      by , 07-09-2010 at 12:19 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

      To preface, this was one of the most vivid dreams in a real setting with characters from my own reality that I've ever had. Aside from some minor dream weirdness it was so very realistic.

      It was a normal day. I was on my daily trip to the post office. Just as I turned the corner and approached the entrance I realised I had forgotten something. Damn it! I decided to go back and collect it and return to the post office later.

      I was hurrying back when I saw two familiar faces coming the other way: two old friends L and S. I let on to them but I was in a hurry so didn't stop to chat. A short way down the road I ran in to another two old friends from my school days. Technically it was one old friend, R, and a guy I never really liked, G. This time I decided to stop and catch up with them.

      They told me they were on the way to our old secondary school.
      Although they were in the totally wrong place and going the opposite direction. I asked them why and they told me that they helped out there. I wasn't clear on what they meant, but they said I should go with them and I agreed.

      Next thing I knew we were in our old secondary school. We reminisced a bit.

      We were standing outside of the main entrance and there were school kids all around in massive lines, shuffling along. It was hard to move. Some of my old teachers were standing around. One of my science teachers, Mr. M, one of my maths teachers, Mrs. H, and my design teacher, Mrs. M, were just standing around. I went up and said hi. We talked about stuff and they asked how I had got on since leaving school 7 years ago
      (Wow, it seems like forever ago now... I feel so old.) They were all so extremely vivid. I noticed that they were really tall and I had to look almost straight up to see their faces. They had to get on with whatever they were doing, so I said bye and walked back towards the entrance gate.

      I ran in to another teacher who was a pretty regular substitute. I always got the feeling he didn't like me and so I was surprised when he let on to me and recognised me. We had a brief chat.

      The next thing I knew I was talking with R and G again. We were standing on the edge of the playing field. We reminisced some more about our school days. I asked R if he had kept in touch with any of our group of friends from back then. He hadn't. I told him I was still in touch with our friend, A pretty regularly as we had attended college and uni together.

      I asked for each of their email addresses. G didn't want to give it to me, but I didn't really care as I never liked him anyway. I wrote R's down on my hand it was something "@easyeasy.net" but I can't remember the first bit.
      I wish I could so I could send an email! I gave R my email address too. He tried writing it on his hand but the pen he was using didn't work, so I wrote it for him with my pen.

      I used to write so much stuff down on my hands back in school -- they were always covered in ink. Interestingly I gave him my actual real email address and I wrote it down accurately and it was right! It was a bit of a mess, like I couldn't control the pen very well, but it was legible. I had to pause and check that I was giving him the right email address and I remember saying, "yeah... that's my real email address" as I was really struggling to get it right and write it down. I think that maybe it was a very good time to have done a reality check and tried to become lucid, but my dream self obviously didn't think so. Oh well, always next time.

      Edit: And I just realised that the pen I was using was the same pen that I use (or should use if I could be bothered) to write in my hard copy dream journal. Nice detail.

      Updated 07-09-2010 at 12:23 PM by 32666

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