Fugue

Last night I again failed to gain lucidity due to a failed WBTB attempt and evidently zero ability to see dreamsigns. Damn it.

To start, I was with a girl. She's someone I used to be really good friends with when I went to school with her my sophomore year before I moved schools again, and we almost hooked up several times, so that was on both our minds as we interacted in the dream. I hung out with her a few days ago when I was visiting where she lives, so I assume that's why she showed up in-dream. I remember we were trying to find some privacy so we could have sex essentially, but my mom was talking to us downstairs in a house we used to live in, but surprisingly not the house we lived in when I went to school with this girl (whom we'll call "LN"). LN and I finally manage to get away from my mother, and when I stand up from the couch I realize my yellow underwear are around my ankles. My mom looks at me funny, and it's as though she knows that I'm about to go upstairs with LN and do something. She doesn't say anything though and I just pull them up around my waist and LN and I start walking up the stairs. I hear her mention something about my current girlfriend as we make our way upstairs (who is not LN, in case you were wondering), and I feel guilty for a moment, but continue on. It's then that things get crazy.

LN grabs a condom from her bag (which is, oddly enough, the clearest looking object of the dream) and we head over to my room. For some reason the upstairs of this house now looks like a totally different house we used to live in, my childhood home. We walk over to my room and suddenly I see through the window my cousin walking up to the door. What's different about him now is that he has a huge beard and really long hair though, which is another dreamsign I didn't pay much attention to. I suddenly forget all about LN and walk over to the door, and as he opens it I say "Son of a bitch!" and wrap my arms around him in a hug, evidently because I haven't seen him in a while (which is true, at least). He walks in sheepishly and sets his bag down. I remember back to an earlier dream that night which involved me discussing with my grandmother why my cousin's mom married my uncle (who isn't my cousin's biological father). She kept saying that it was only for my cousin, so that he could have a normal life.

Night falls suddenly. There are now tons of people outside my house (the house that I originally thought it was is on seven and a half acres of land, so there's a huge party going on down there). I look at LN apologetically, still really wanting to just go to bed with her, but I walk outside to check it out. There are tables set up everywhere with music and food. There are also rows of folding chairs, among which LN sits down with a girl that I recognize from my high school. Apart from her though I recognize no one else in the crowd and soon hear word that this is a high school graduation celebration of sorts for Logan Neutral High School, which definitely doesn't exist. I walk around for a while, watching as students give presentations about their favorite teachers on a huge stage with an equally huge projector. I suddenly run into a girl that I used to know (and sort of be interested in) named RS. She gives me a hug and I put my arms around her waist, feeling how much thinner she feels compared to when we were younger but realizing she also still has some love handles on her. We talk for a while, about what I don't remember, still hugging, and I worry for a moment that LN will see me and become jealous.

Later I see a really huge African American girl with boobs hanging out of her shirt for some reason. Then, for whatever reason, I see a kid three years younger than me that I played with in the band at MY high school that I'm friends with and walk up to him.

"Who planned this party?" I ask.

"Mrs. B******," he responds. Mrs. B happens to be my best friend's girlfriend's mom.

"Son of a bitch," I say, but then I realize that Mrs. B is standing right next to me. I pretend not to see her and walk away. I see LN sitting and talking in the row of folding chairs, and she calls out to me.

"Hey look, I just got braces," she says, showing me her teeth. I see braces there and try not to be shallow, and still wanting very much to have sex with her, but my face must look disappointed because she laughs and smiles wider, and suddenly the braces are gone. I now see braces on her fingernails. My hope is replenished for eventually getting with her, but suddenly I find myself in a train car and LN isn't there. I know it's a train car because there are seats like in a train car, but it doesn't appear that we are moving. It's almost like we're hanging inside from the very high ceiling of some building.

I look down and out the window and see what appears to be a sitting area with several nice cushy chairs and some flat screen TVs mounted on the wall. I hear a voice that says, "This is Logan Neutral High School," and I look over to see a fairly attractive young girl sitting in one of the train seats with a guy whose face I don't remember. I quickly look back at the sitting area below, afraid the train will start moving before I can see it again, then realize I recognize the sitting area. I tell the girl that I've been here before for a marching band competition, even though now that I'm awake I know there's no such place. The last thing I remember seeing is her face--long brown hair, sort of wavy, framing a face of the purest complexion with eyes dark as night.

I really need to identify dreamsigns.