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    East of East St. Louis

    This is the dream journal of a relatively new lucid dreamer. Things that may be mentioned in my dreams are role-playing (the internet kind), family, and where I live.

    I'm still a little new to the site, so there might be the occasional error.

    Also, if you can get the reference that's my journal title, you get a thumbs up.

    Code for the journal - dream, lucid, talking about the dream, but not part of it.

    1. #9 Hanging by a thread

      by , 08-23-2010 at 03:04 AM (East of East St. Louis)
      dream lucid not part of dream, but talking about it

      My Mother and I were in Downtown monroe, but a taller, more live Downtown Monroe. Mom and I had stopped at a gas station to get air in our tire and gas, of course. I told my Mom that I had to go to the bathroom, so I started to run to a store that had one. I had to run down the road and past a Judge, a tall wooden stand that is across from him with a woman sitting at it.

      "I can tell you all about a person from one look at them," The Judge says as I walk closer. A person walks between them to get to the crosswalk, and the Judge rattles off a little bit about the person. When I pass between them, he says "Teen Angst." I ignore him.

      I go to a store and go into the bathroom. There's writing on the stall walls, and I'm tempted to scribble something down, but I don't have a pen and I'm fairly sure the janitors will just scrub it off anyway. So I don't, and I just leave the stall when I'm done. I leave the bathroom and start walking.

      I keep having trouble writing down what happened. So I'll write down what I remember.

      Claudia from Warehouse 13 was there. She had black fingernail polish on, and for some reason I was helping them because I knew the area we were in. I got black fingernail polish too, for some reason, and I ran to a magic shop that I couldn't go through the door, but I could open the top of the door and poke my head through. I got an odd circular thing, looking a bit like a miniature dream catcher. Claudia had one as well, and it allowed us to communicate with each other.

      We were chasing after a guy, and there were ropes we had to hold onto and swing from. I was hanging onto a rope, and Claudia was in front of me, and the guy we were chasing was in front of us.