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    You can't dream this stuff up.

    Being a person who loves to dream, goes to bed at night looking forward to what will happen, I am happy to have someplace to keep a log. I wish I would've done it many years ago, as most all of my favorite lucid dreams are long gone. I have kept a small journal of some dreams that have jolted me enough to write them down. Nonetheless, I am here now. ~L

    1. Alligators and Thugs.

      by , 10-16-2012 at 05:02 PM (You can't dream this stuff up.)
      Randy and I are at Tanya's daughters apartment. It looks like a huge kitchen store with multi colored utensils hanging all over the walls. We are all inside the living room, there are 3 old console tv's with 4 tv's stacked on top and several other smaller tv's scattered around the room. Lots of people are there... The boys are gaming the girls are just sitting next to the boys. It's time to leave. We parked in the front, but have to leave in the back. The back exit has a small moat about 6 ft wide with 2 alligators. We have to try to get through the deep water to the other side without getting bit. There are pieces of newspaper you can step on, and a couple floating sponges. Randy has long enough legs to get across without hardly getting wet. I do not. I have to step on a sponge that dips deep into the water. You can see the alligator tails thrashing and their heads would pop out from time to time with their mouths open. Everyone seemed to think this was normal... I was terrified but needed go. I tried to run across the water as fast as I could, it was waist high. I made it across. We were about to leave and remembered something we forgot. Went back in a normal door, but then had to cross the alligator moat again when we left and was so mad. We got through it again.
      Trying to find our car, there was a building that looked like an old warehouse. There were a lot of guys standing around by it. I didn't like the feel of the place. I was about to tell Randy that and he was gone. Someone said, "This place is bad, never go inside, you won't come out". I panic because I can't find Randy and I know how curious he is... I see him walking through the people and inside the building. I scream at him to stop, but he can't hear me. I run into the building and try to find him. There are thugs and people with guns guarding the door. They don't let me in, I scream to Randy inside to come out. They shove me out the door and slam it shut. Now I'm outside and no one is there. It's dark and I'm in a bad neighborhood alone and Randy is gone. After sometime I find a car and tell them my fiance is inside the building. They tell me they've been monitoring the building for drug activity. They raid the building, everyone comes out running, shouting and shooting their guns. I am looking for Randy in the chaos. I see him, but his hair is all crazy and he has a black leather jacket on. He looks weird to me... I run to him and he is disoriented and looks at me like he doesn't know me... I grab his arm, he pulls away. One of the thugs yells something and points a gun at Randy and fires ... I scream NOOOO and jump in front of the bullet. Next I remember being in the backseat of a cop car with Randy. I am bleeding and he smells like weed and paint and still has no idea who I am. That's when I woke up hearing a noise in my sons room. It was 7:32 am.