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    To-Do:

    Earthbending

    Airbending

    Confront Tsunami Dream

    Teach Manei to fight

    Meet Infected Mushroom and have them play Dream Music

    Try to use LD to stop biting my fingernails.

    Activate Sense of Smell


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    1. LD #155: More moons, Dreamspeak, and annoying parents

      by , 01-09-2015 at 02:27 PM (Lucid Time!)
      Kind of a lame lucid dream, but I had it.

      Something to do with Lego People in Minecraft or Minecraft people in a Lego world or something like that.


      I was in the family van with my mom and dad. They were driving over these steep sandy hills preforming jumps.
      This was the first sign that I was dreaming; I began to question how the family van, being almost as old as I am was able to handle 20-foot jumps and landing on its nose with no sign of damage or distress.

      At one point we drove through a barn. I got worried not only that this might be reckless and damage our van, but that an angry owner might show up.

      At one point we stopped because my dad had to check the engine. I preformed a nose pinch. I could breathe fine.
      Dreaming. I looked up at the sky and saw five moons in the daytime sky. One of them was huge, obviously. I looked away and looked back and saw that the moons had somehow become conjoined together.

      "Uhhh... that doesn't' look right."

      "What are you talking about? It's just the moons sticking together. That's what all the craters on the big one are for, so all the little ones can fit nicely in the basins."

      It was my mom. I told her that this was a lucid dream that I was going to leave her and go fly. I started climbing up one of the sandy hills. She started begging me to show her how to lucid dream like I do, thinking that it was really cool. At first, I told her no, but after she asked three or four times, I gave in.

      I decided to teach her one of the first things that I had ever learned in lucid dreaming; how to run at high speeds. We found a black asphalt path. I explained to her that part of it is preforming the correct physical motion and part of it is having the correct mental state, knowing that your dream control has to work.

      She took off running. I tried to go after her, but she didn't look back to see that my high-speed running had actually failed. But I still went after her for a minute. This led me through the woods, over a wooden bridge and to a small gas station/cafe place deep in the woods. There was a small lot with some strange cars in it nearby.

      To be honest, I find that my parents, in lucid dreams make for pretty annoying DCs. In hindsight, I probably should have made an effort to get rid of her or distract her. She asked me why my running hadn't worked. I told her that I didn't know, but if we went into that gas station, we might be able to cheat the dream into giving us what we want.

      I started to walk in, I pushed the door open and tightly squeezed the metal handle with my hand, picking up some dream stabilization. "A good friend of mine works here, I think she'll be able to help us." Luckily at this point was actually the last of my mom that I saw in the dream.

      I came in. It was a small convince store that sold candy, chips and the likes. I saw a menu above the counter and apparently they sold a variety of common hot foods. (Pizza, hot dogs, hamburgers, etc.) There were a couple of dream characters waiting in line. I just cut in front of them and they didn't care.

      The person at the check-out counter was a short black lady with straight hair. I think she had the face of one of my old gym teachers from middle school. (Man parents and middle school teachers, this whole dream is just a host of awkward and uncomfortable dream characters.) She also had a bionic arm on one side. I kept looking at it, though she didn't seem to appreciate that. (She didn't seem particularly cheerful to begin with.) It kept changing sides.

      "Are you going to buy anything or just stare?"

      "No, I'm not hungry. Is Manei off her shift yet?"

      "Yeah, I'll let you in."

      Success. Manei was in the back room. She had on one of those really heavy native American ponchos for some reason. She was talking with this really short black boy who I assumed was the woman's son, and this fat girl with brown hair. I said hello and she said goodbye to her friends.

      "What I tell you? No meet me in gear room! Meet me in bedroom! I tell you ten times! Now I cannot *do something* for ten days. Why you no listen?"

      I open my mouth to talk.

      "Come, we talk downstairs, in private."

      She takes me back out front of the store and to the women's bathroom. I look in and there is a toilet filled with poo. (And I mean filled, like a mountain of poo.) There was also a lot of pee and *ahem* other liquids on the floor.

      She closed the door and then opened it agian to reveal a flight of stairs with a bed at the bottom. She asked that the both of us jump at the count of three and land on the bed. We do it. Completely pointless but we do it.

      "Now, Atakonk yatoo tahuatok bararr satago izquen lavis al Ukatok. Urtem kaso aleey" (Something or other.)

      "Manei, I don't understand your dreamspeak all that well, remember?"

      "I know, but I want you to listen- I want you to listen- I want you to Lis-Lis-Lis-Listen."

      "Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktak. Katago Lalataktaktaktaktaktaktak..."

      Manei.exe has stopped working. Would you like to close the dream or check online for a solution?

      The dream faded to black slowly around here. I tried to squeeze the pillows and blankets on the bed we were in to hang on, but I guess that's no different than squeezing the pillows and blankets in your waking life bed.
    2. Quickie Frags

      by , 11-17-2014 at 06:14 PM (Lucid Time!)
      These late-night skype calls have to stop.

      There was some long dream about there being a hotel near my house with a beach and a lighthouse on a lake. There were for some reason a bunch of really tall, skinny, pagoda like houses across. I couldn't help but think that they looked familiar, like I had seen them in another dream somewhere.

      I dropped my computer in the hotel pool. Somehow it still worked when I got it out.

      I was driving during an intense rainstorm. I can recall swerving to avoid an I-beam that was being washed across the road.
    3. Frat 'Drugs' to Late Class to Alien Faces +Drawing of Marcus

      by , 10-29-2014 at 05:42 PM (Lucid Time!)
      This was a long dream, and I can't recall how all of these plot elements tied together. It started off with me going to some kind of frat party at my college. (Something I would NEVER do IWL, my introvert powers would make sure of that.)
      I expected the party to be wild but for some reason, everyone is dressed up in fancy suits/coats and wearing those feathery eye masks. The party is mostly men, but there are a few women as well. The setting is fancy as well, the inside of the frat house is decorated in a sort of modern/oriental way. I recall the walls have this wood paneling and there is this beautifully carved bamboo furniture.
      At some point or other, I was approached by some of the masked people. These were the leaders of the frat or something and they have masks that cover their entire faces. I think one of the guys is wearing Amon's mask from LOK. They are holding a silver tray and on it is a paper cup filled with this steaming yellow liquid.
      They say that I must drink it... no reason why really... I just have to drink it or bad things will happen. I reluctantly pick up the cup, and hold it to my mouth. I can smell the fumes. The liquid has a nutty, oily aroma. (Oooh, I smelled something in a dream, that's a first.) I then cautiously take a sip and instantly feel very sleepy and pass out on the floor.
      ...
      What followed were a couple of vague flashes of me trying to leave the college.
      ...
      When I came to, I was driving my family's old van up to my house. I had the worst taste in my mouth and I knew it was from the yellow oil stuff I had drank earlier. I parked the van in the driveway and got out.
      A police officer pulled up. He was a tall, muscular man with short black hair and a full beard/mustache, probably in his 30's. He told me in a kind voice that he wanted to talk to me about my driving skills.
      I asked him if he could give me one moment. My voice was muffled and I felt like I was gagged. I felt my cheeks and I was, with my bandanna. It was tied very tightly around my head. After a minute or so of finagling with the knot, I was able to get it off, and then spit out some of that nasty oil that I had drank earlier. I felt very sleepy and unfocused. I wasn't drunk, but defiantly under the influence of something.
      The officer said he wasn't going to write me a ticket, but what he had in store for me was much worse: a lecture on safety and driving. He started lecturing me about driving when I drink these substances, but I had some intense motivation for driving the van home in this half awake state and I was fighting to explain it to him. But I couldn't recall what the motivation was.
      ...
      This somehow blended into a dream scene where I was home. I think this was the next day. The police officer had come in to have breakfast with us. I had been grounded from driving by my parents. In the dream, it was Friday, and I realized that I needed to get to my drawing class, but I couldn't drive myself.
      For some reason it was my mom's friend who was supposed to be driving. She was having breakfast with us too. (We were all sitting in the kitchen and my mom was making waffles.)
      I was a bit anxious to go, and the clock read something like 11:93. I thought that meant that it was broken and it was really 12:33.
      So great... I've already missed half my class.
      And, almost as if it were put in the dream just to annoy me, my mom's friend is eating the waffles in super slow motion. Eventually I just figured 'forget it' I'm going to miss my drawing studio class anyways, and just went up to my room.


      I think this was a completely separate dream. This one was pretty vivid. I was visiting some beach area with Manei. We have parked far away and have to hike through the woods to get there. Supposedly we are investigating alien activity and other planets.
      Okay, that is like every major dream sign that I have in the first paragraph.
      I guess I was semi lucid though, so we're getting back on track... slowly.
      We hiked through the woods until eventually we came to this sand dune. We climbed up it and all of the sudden we were out in the open.
      I recall this scene very vividly. There was a huge, broad, sandy valley with a river running through it running into the sea out in front of us. To the left are some mountains. Down in the sandy valley, just to the right of the river is a massive grey alien head (looking to be about 40-50 feet across), face up, eyes open in the sand.
      Manei gets all excited because this shows a connection to what is on Mars. She get out this futuristic Ipad device with a clear screen and shows me a picture, from pretty much the exact angle we are looking at. The topography looks very similar, though it is on the polar ice cap of mars. The valley looks the same and the alien head is in the same position and some orientation.
      I think that the alien heads were like telepathic nodes or something, but I can't remember...


      Spoiler for Marcus:
    4. Four Shorter Dreams.

      by , 10-01-2014 at 01:08 PM (Lucid Time!)
      I recall being in an old music store, where they sold a lot of records and cassette tapes. But they still sold new, up to date music, just in old formats. Supposedly the most popular artist this store has come kind of deal with is this black man with dreadlocks and these big sunglasses. They have posters of his album covers and concerts all over the store, and a whole rack of different records and remix tracks along the back wall.
      The person at the counter, a massive hulk of a man, in both width and height, with a tattoo of a dragon running down each arm, invites me to listen to this artist's latest track. He says if I want to buy it, I can get a music player and the new album for only $20. I start listening to the track. Very much along the lines of this.

      I love this kind of music. I can see why it would be popular in my dream world.

      I am driving somewhere, and I get lost. I pull over by the side of this river in an open meadow/park area. I call my mom on my cell phone and ask for directions, but what she says to me makes no sense. There was a lot more to this dream, but I really can't remember it. It's not like the dream was thrillingly interesting or anything.

      I am having a dream about the TV show Jonny Test (I hate this show with a passion; why the heck am I dreaming about it?! ) Anyways the main characters are trying to build a giant robot out of their house.

      One of my old cartoon characters entered the dream and I went semi lucid. They started fighting the house robot with their powers. There was also some really funny line one of my characters said, but I can't recall what it was.

      I was semi lucid creating this dream about my childhood. I was living in a different subdivision, one with much smaller houses than mine. In the dream, I was much younger, 8 perhaps. Manei is there, and she is younger too. I think we were chasing one another around with water guns. I think Marcus was there as well, as a young man.
    5. Trains in China

      by , 09-30-2014 at 12:35 PM (Lucid Time!)
      I can recall I am with a large group of people, including family, vacationing in China. We are in a large, developed city that is testing this new elevated rail system. The elevated rail, at some points goes very far above ground level and connects near the top of some of the skyscrapers.
      I can recall getting on it. There is a violent storm rolling in and my run is the last run before they are closing down the rail for the storm. It is already starting to rain, and there are violent lightning strikes and howling winds blowing.
      The train comes to one of the places where the track goes very high off of the ground. It stops, and then a portion of the track begins moving up, like an elevator, carrying the train with it. We are lifted high above the city, and we see that the high up rail runs across the rooftops of some of the buildings in the area.
      There was some aspect to the dream, like somebody had taken the wrong train and we were trying to find them in this vast city. I found myself to be annoyed by this, because I just wanted to ride the train, and not have to worry about tracking down others.
      Being on the train is strangely very relaxing. There was a heater that made it warm and comfortable.


      There was some other part of the dream, where I was in the same city. I was driving and my dad and some Chinese man were sitting in the back. I was supposed to be taking them out to dinner or something but I didn't know how to navigate, all of the road signs were in Chinese.
      There was also some aspect to it, like I had to find a restaurant that had a good view of the ocean. I saw that some skyscrapers had missing windows due to the storm that had rolled in.
      I think I ended up getting into a bad car accident and waking myself up.
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      non-lucid
    6. Being tested by dream guide. LD #107,108,109 (sort of)

      by , 08-28-2014 at 03:06 PM (Lucid Time!)
      I am on vacation with my family I cannot recall many of the details but we are riding on a school bus that has been re-purposed as a tour bus. I am sitting in a seat with my mom acting very childlike. I am complaining that I am very tired and never get a chance to relax. In the dream I feel very tired, and this is the reason for my behavior.
      Anyways after some time, I recall sitting up and watching the bus driver and the scenery from the front windshield. We are driving through very mountainous country. It is a beautiful clear day and there are huge pine trees and beautiful mountains. We come to a long curving descent that looks very dangerous to drive down, and the bus driver takes it at full speed.
      I think at this moment, I may have noticed an empty bottle of whiskey on the dashboard.
      This road is a recipe for disaster; it descends the mountain at a roughly thirty degree angle, while gradually curving. If you fail to turn sharp enough, you go off a cliff! There is no guard rail or anything.

      And sure enough the bus is starting to go over the edge. I start to become lucid at this point, and try to phase the bus away. It seems to be working. Just as the bus loses traction, I phase it out of the dream and use the momentum to begin flying. I think to myself that I should probably land and stabilize. But before I get a chance to do so the dream ends.

      I am floating in a black void for a few moments where something strips me of my lucidity.
      A new dream begins.

      I am driving with my dad in his old van. It is late at night, and snowing. For some reason, the pedals are on the left hand side, but the steering wheel is on my side. Also, we are driving down the express way.
      He tells me to turn down a road (the name of which I cannot remember.) But I make the wrong turn. I tell him I cannot read the signs. We make a series of wrong turns very rapidly until we find ourselves on a service road. The road comes to a cliff, a drop off, not unlike the one that the bus rode off of in the previous dream.
      I tell my dad to hit the brake, but he is unresponsive. Our van doesn't have a console and I am able to slam on the brake with my left leg. We come to a stop about four feet before the cliff, but even with the brake to the floor it still seems to be in idle speed. For some reason I thought it had something to do with the fact that the van was a manual transmission car.
      Anyways, I couldn't stop it, so I jump back into my seat, put my seat belt on, grab hold of the wheel and try to steer the car down. As we tip over the hill, I see that we are driving over into ski slope.
      I became vaguely lucid, because ski slopes are one of my dream signs.
      The car begins barreling down the slope. It's a bumpy ride, and I am doing my best to steer us around obstacles. Then came probably the funniest thing I have ever said in a dream.
      "Dad, since we're probably going to die in this, I want you to know..."
      No response.
      "I think you're crazy!"
      Yes, I actually said that.

      My POV got taken out of the car and I watched it crash into one of the chairlift poles. I can feel someone else there with me.

      I am in the void a second time. Lucid this time. I can feel that someone else is there too. I also feel like I might wake up.
      I get stripped of my lucidity once more.

      I am in my own front yard. For some reason there is a swing hanging from one of the trees and I am swinging. I see five kids from my neighborhood. The youngest being about 10, the oldest, about my age. They come into our yard and open the garage.
      They get out a number dangerous of power and hand tools and begin various forms of destruction and dangerous play.
      I became mildly lucid here, thinking that for some reason I 'just don't care' because there won't be any long-term repercussions. One of them finds an extra ceiling fan in the garage (for some reason.) He runs a wire out and turns it on below me while I am swinging. I stop and get off as to not be chopped apart by the blades.
      I then yell at everyone to get their attention. They all stop, and I tell them that they must clean up this mess and put everything back in the garage. They all listen. They start cleaning up. It doesn't take long, and I help direct them and put things into the right place.
      Just as we are finishing, the oldest boy goes into the house to go pee, and I hear a drilling sound.
      I yell to him to stop playing with the drill and put it back into the garage. He then comes out into the garage. Two other boys grab me from behind and the boy with the drill comes forward and points the drill at my chest. For some reason the drill has four drill bits on slight angles toward the center.
      I get struck with fear, seeing the intent in the boy's eyes. But he sure takes his sweet time to do it. He seems to be savoring the moment.
      Then, something snapped.
      "I'm lucid dreaming!" I yelled.
      I broke the grip of the boys behind me and my hands swung around. I crushed the drill between the palms of my hands just before it could touch my chest. A sonic wave went out.
      Then, all of the boys vanished. The broken bits of the drill were still there and they dropped out of my hand. I turned around, looking out the open garage door. The dream became clearer.
      Manei is sitting at the end of my driveway at a card table. She gestures for me to come over, and shows me a sheet that she was marking up.


      Spoiler for Dream testing sheet:


      Then I 'remembered' the whole thing was just a lucid dreaming test of some kind. From the looks of it, usually this test is a lot longer, but Manei said we were done now.
      She looks at me with that characteristic smile.
      "Two out of three ain't bad..." She says.
      She also shows me an old testing shees where I went 6 lds and 8 nlds. I don't remember that test...

      I wake up.

      Upon waking I realize that she used orange and blue marks because those are the colors for I use in my DJ.

      Updated 08-28-2014 at 03:08 PM by 53527

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    7. The past few days

      by , 03-26-2014 at 11:02 AM (Lucid Time!)
      These are dreams from the past couple days. Because getting on the internet is a pain right now, I wrote what I could recall in here.

      Too Many Cats

      I come home and I see that there are six cats in the living room. I see that there are even more cats all through the house. I run into my mom who says that she has decided to become a cat hoarder.

      Publisher

      In WL, I recently wrote an autobiography cataloging everything that happened to me up until the end of high school. It contained many personal things that I never wanted other people to see.
      My parents had just sent this off to a publisher and collected a large check, about $1500 on the counter. There was also a bill showing that they had spent the money on expensive wines.
      Okay, I don't care less about what they spent the money on, but the autobiography I wrote contained a lot of personal information, and it should not have been published. I get very angry and trash my own home.


      Cosmic Forest Fire

      Now onto the good stuff. I am flying through space, getting some guided tour of the galaxy from what I have been noticing more and more, the "presence" in my dreams. It flies me past a large blue star that is surrounded by this disc of gas and dust. The star looks beautiful and very realistic.
      We fly past that to another white star. And (enter dream logic) the star is shaped like a skull rather than just a ball. This was a really interesting and strange sight. There is also a large disc of white clouds around it. The presence flies me toward the clouds and deposits me on them.
      As it turns out, I am in a very strange, interesting world. The skull-shaped star is the source of heat and light and the entire ring of gas and dust is the world. Most of it is white, and the white gas turns out to be snow when you actually get closer to it.
      I was cold, so I tried to make a fire with some spare wood laying around. There were actually small clusters of pine trees all around. I got a fire started, god help me how. But the fire quickly spread and started burning down all of the trees.
      The presence took me out of that location and left me at my house. My parents were there and they were scolding me for starting a cosmic forest fire. After a minute,
      I started to realize how absolutely ridiculous the situation was. I didn't make it to full-fledged lucidity before I woke up.

      Car Chase
      Me and two friends are chasing a large truck through a city. We are driving a black corvette. I try to open the door and jump from the corvette onto the truck, but the truck turns away down a side street at the last minute.
      I get lucid at somepoint after that, but the dream falls into chaos. I am in some large red cave looking through a satchel full of weapons. I then walk around on stilts in an attempt to fly. I feel like there was much more to this than I can recall right now.

      Updated 08-06-2014 at 10:09 PM by 53527

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    8. Long random dreams, LD #2

      by , 04-02-2012 at 02:55 PM (Lucid Time!)
      The first thing I can remember was coming home from school and being very excited. My mother told me that my old childhood friends (their names being Riley and JP) were coming up from Georgia for a visit.
      I came home and went into my room and played Minecraft for a little while. Then I went on the internet and there was this article about these explosions happening because of some gas that had escaped into the atmosphere. They were talking about what states in the US had explosions over them.
      Then, the knock on the door. I ran over to see, and sure enough my two childhood friends were there. They were coming in and for some reason I was having trouble seeing them.
      My mom came upstairs and took me into the bathroom. She told me that I had some sort of sickness that caused my eyes to swell up and make it difficult to see. She said that it would go away in a couple of hours.
      Eventually Riley and JP were up in my room. I showed them the article on the internet about the explosions happening. The article had updated and there was a video that showed the times that the explosions had happened. Then a newscaster came on and said "This catastrophe is only going to get worse."
      Around this time my problem seeing wore off and I could see fine again.
      My parents called me from downstairs and told me that I had to go to some kind of after-school study session or something. I told them I wanted to stay home and be with my friends, but they told me that if I did not go I was grounded.
      We all got into the car and drove to my school. I was walking down the hallway, and I told Riley and JP that I was sorry that they were having such a bad time visiting me when all of this boring stuff was happening.
      Then I took out this comic strip I drew. I wanted them to read it while I was studying so that they wouldn't be bored. The comic strip showed people fighting, but the paper had some kind of power, and the comic strip was animated. It was sort of like a stop-motion movie with a bunch of drawings actually moving around on the page. The problem was the animations would only play once.
      Then my parents made us get into the car again. He told us we were going to the arcade and going to see a movie. I cannot remember what movie we were seeing, just that I did not want to go see it. I said that I did not want to go to the arcade because it was a crappy, worn down place.
      He said that we could just go to the movie, but I think we went to the arcade anyway.

      Then I cannot remember how I arrived at the far side of my own neighborhood. It was foggy and cold. There was a man wearing a black jacket mugging me. I can remember him having a big knife.

      I became Lucid and immediately took care of the threat at hand by throwing a huge fireball at him. But as soon as I did that the dream destabilized too quickly for me to salvage it.

      I was awake, and I'm about 95% sure I was actually awake, and had not just FA'd. I affirmed to myself that I would go back to sleep but remember all of the dreams that I already had.

      I fell back into another non-lucid dream. I was actually inside the game Minecraft and there were these guards. They told me that I was in trouble for stealing. They told me that I had to go inside a wooden building; that was like a jail or something. I went inside, and It looked like any Minecraft house. There was a bed, a workbench and a couple storage chests.
      For some reason, I got really sad and sort of spiritual. I began punching the walls of the building, and just as in the game, I got out of the building and went onto the rooftop. I moved the bed up there and went to sleep. But just as I was falling asleep, I can remember someone walking towards the bed.

      I false awoke back into the same dream. I was really groggy and the dream was no longer like Minecraft. I was just in a bed. I was laying on my side with my arms wrapped around something.
      I got up and realized there was another person. I got up into a crawling position and realized who it was. I won't tell you her name, but I will tell you that SHE is from my school, she hates me, and she was totally naked!
      To some relief, I noticed that I was wearing cargo shorts and a T-shirt.
      I asked her what she thought she was doing she told me that she "could not resist any longer" I guess my mortal terror and shock caused me to have another false awakening.

      I had a vivid false awakening in my own bedroom. There was this boy in my room (who's name was Connor I think)
      He said that he was borrowing an eyepiece from my telescope to look at something.
      He set up this really old looking telescope on my windowsill and looked out at the sky from my window. I told him to just stay as long as he wanted. I was going back to sleep.


      I finally woke up in real life, after all of those dreams. I made sure to RC to make sure I was not going to FA again without catching it.

      Updated 08-06-2014 at 09:16 PM by 53527

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    9. Weird enviromentalist DC

      by , 04-02-2012 at 03:35 AM (Lucid Time!)
      I used to have an aunt and uncle that lived in a sparse neighborhood near the edge of our town. But they moved to Alabama when I was about 8. This dream supposedly involved them.

      My parents told me they were taking me to see a new garbage dump that they had put in where my aunt and uncle used to live. We drove along this country road. It was summertime and the forest was green and lush. We finally arrived at their neighborhood and got out of the car. I was with my parents and some other girl I didn't know.
      I got out and started wading in a pond.
      "It's a shame isn't it. Ever since they put in the new garbage dump, this pond is polluted and the fish are dying."
      I looked into the water, and I could see the sandy bottom and fish swirling around.
      We waded along the shoreline until we came to a clearing in the woods.
      The stranger girl beat me there. For some reason, she looked very hazy. All I could make out was that she had black hair.
      The ground showed evidence of a heavy vehicle, and there was a rather small hill. Supposedly, it was the garbage dump, but it was quite small. Perhaps four feet high, and ten feet at the base. If there was garbage, they covered it over with dirt.
      The stranger-girl I was now alone with kept talking about the garbage dump. I just sort of sat there quietly so that she could let her thoughts out. She seemed so sad.

      Updated 08-06-2014 at 09:14 PM by 53527

      Categories
      non-lucid