Bridger's Oneironautic Expeditions

I'm driving my car through a neighborhood around sunset time when I spontaneously realize I might be dreaming. I continue to drive the car, talking to myself about being lucid and focusing. I park the car on the side of the road and step outside. I walk to the front of the car and touch the hood before getting down on my hands and knees and feeling the pavement. I pick up a handful of dust and dirt from the road and roll it around in my hand. I want to sit down somewhere, so I imagine a bench on the other side of the road and release the dirt from my hand imagining it transforming into the bench. It was hard to do this, however, so it doesn't happen, but when I look farther up, a bench is there in front of me. I go to sit down and just observe around me for a while. I look up at the sky which has gorgeous colors of sunset with light and dark blues contrasting the streaks of clouds floating stationary high above. A bird also flies over head. I imagine the bird swooping down towards me, and sure enough, it heads straight at me with great speed. I duck out of the way exclaiming how close it was. The bird jumps up on the bench, and wants to climb on my finger. I hold it out but realize the bird is larger than I thought. It looks like a fluffy falcon or hawk with some kind of fancy feathers crowning the top of its head. I hold out my whole hand instead and it leaps onto it. A group of people comes up to me and starts talking, including me in their conversation. The whole time they're talking, I feel like the dream is speeding up and I try to slow it down by keeping myself grounded. Eventually, they walk away but I want to remember their names. I ask them but I can't recall any of them. Looking down at the concrete, I see the small ridges and patterns on top characteristic of smoothed concrete. I get down on the ground until my eyes are level with the ridges and imagine the sides of the ridges being trees with a path running down the middle. As I get up slowly, I find myself in the forest, still with the group I was talking to. The trees sway overhead, but I soon wake up.

The title of this dream is to commemorate my physical dream journal being completed by this entry. May the second journal be more amazing than the first!

I'm arriving at a house in a neighborhood where an old lady greets me and takes me inside. Passing by the pantry, I notice a large cake inside. Straight ahead, I also see part of the same cake floating in a water jug. She asks me if I would like anything to drink and I politely decline. Seeming like she wants me to drink, she asks if I'm sure, and I say yes. I'm now suspicious if she's trying to get me to drink because the water's poisoned somehow by the cake. After refusing twice she still ends up pouring a glass from the jug and tells me to drink it. I threaten her by grabbing her face and saying something before walking out and leaving in my car. On my drive home, I get pulled over by a cop car. I roll my window down and the female cop tells me that the lady I was with was some kind of killer and just wanted me to know.

I'm inside a prison where we are all kept outside under the sun in intense heat. I just arrived and one of the other inmates tells me that if I survive through this day, then I should just kill myself. Everyone's sitting around in the dust when I see one of the other inmates being let out through a couple doors, apparently getting set free. I rush to the doors and slam into one of the guards knocking him over. There are many more in the vicinity, so I grab the cop's gun and run for the next set of doors. I have no idea where I'm going, just trying to get away from the other guards. At another set of doors, I turn around and fire some shots from the pistol. It feels like I'm aiming straight at a few targets but nothing happens to them. They open fire as well and I'm forced to duck under the railing next to the doors while opening them and slip through. I run through a few hallways before finding a set of stairs that lead down. I take them and unlock a secure door that has a lever instead of a handle. It opens into a training obstacle course and I'm concerned it might be a dead end until I see a closed ventilation door to the side. Operated by the same lever- type contraption, I open this one as well only to find that it opens in slits, similar to blinds on a window. I force myself through one of the small openings and eventually make it through. The tights squeeze made me lose my clothes somehow and I'm now just in my underwear. I consider leaving my pile of clothes where they are, but looking around, I find myself in the middle of a nice looking neighborhood, so I take them with me to eventually put back on. I run down the streets trying to find the smaller ones and hide out in one of the backstreet houses. It's easy to run from one street to another as the neighborhood has no fences for all the yards. I find a large metal tub in the front yard of one house, probably for putting flowers in, but is empty now. I climb in with my clothes, the tub being a perfect length to lay flat on my back. Suddenly, a cop car drives along the street and parks in the driveway. In what feels like a comedy skit, they mistake me for some kind of dummy and remark how lifelike I look. I'm wearing sunglasses at this point and feel like I can pull off staying completely still, but a bee buzzes in my ear, freaking me out, and gives me away.

I'm with a group of friends in a house where someone is making breakfast. At the time, though, I'm more concerned with getting drinks ready for tonight so I go out and reserve 10 drinks from some kind of vendor guy. Later, it's nighttime and I'm walking through an abandoned factory area, and I know I'm being tracked by a girl I know who wants to eliminate me. I stop outside one of the buildings trying to spot any movement. When I don't see anything, I start to get freaked out and run back to the dorms which are apparently close by. I run up to her room to find the door open, but no one in her room. I quickly walk away down the stairs. Eventually, I come back to the house to find everyone drinking. I go back to the vendor to get my reserved drinks, but he tells me they're all out. later, I'm walking down the road in my neighborhood. I feel happy and decide to run with my hands out to my sides like an airplane. I really feel like I could take off, but think it looks weird so I stop. I continue walking down past the turn into the cul-de-sac when I'm greeted with an amazing view. It's the sunset just above the mountaintop with green fields covering the hills at the base of the mountains all the way to where I'm standing. A few trees droop into the moment as well framing it perfectly. All the colors are vibrant to the point where I ask myself if I'm dreaming. I do a finger push reality check but it fails on me.