Dreamlog

Falling into the Drink:

I'm with my girlfriend and my Dad. We are at a sort of lakeside pier in a city area. It's day-time.
My Dad has walked off, and I'm talking to my girlfriend quietly.
I make a comment about how he is probably looking for some bar to have a drink.
I express some resentment there. My girlfriend nervously agrees with me, not wanting to offend.
...
Later I'm on a small paddleboat going into the lake. I'm worried about falling in.

Learning to Drive:

It's night and I'm leaving a game night at JM's (Tots) house.
I'm with EP from highschool combination rackets. Her dad is coming to pick us up.
The car is a beat up old Expedition. We sit in the back.
...
We get to EP's home and it is a small condo/apartment. It's dirty as well.
I see a large smartwatch adhered to the wall, meant to act as a regular wall-clock.
There is a bag of fast food on the ground. It might have been Firehouse Subs.
...
Later I'm downtown somewhere that reminds me of Las Vegas. I'm near a parking structure stairwell.
My girlfriend's Dad is supposed to meet us at a restaurant soon.
There is some sort of event related to car sustainability going on.
...
I'm at my high-school parking lot.
I've just bought a brand new car, but my Dad is in the driver's seat.
I'm very annoyed that he is trying to drive it before I do, so I ask him to give up the spot to me.
He does, but when I get in, I notice that he has only partially moved out of it.
He is sitting in the passenger seat, but his left leg is still under the wheel.
I'm struggling to fit in the driver's seat, and my Dad is struggling to fit in the passenger seat.

Went to bed around 10:30PM.

Smashing Birthday:

I'm at my friend JM's birthday party. There is a long table setup in a restaurant.
The restaurant resembles one we were at during festivities from my girlfriend's sisters wedding.
I'm working on a tapestry that is inspired by Super Smash Bros as a gift for JM.
I go to sit at an open spot next to his left, but he tells me it is for his girlfriend BH.
The person on the right of JM scootches over to make room so that I can sit on JM's right.

New Old Car:

I'm driving through a nice looking community in a new car.
The car is older, but it is well kept. It smells like leather too.
There are clean-looking wood accents on the doors and console.
I'm driving to a parking garage for the community.
...
I'm in a main receiving area for the community. It resembles the lobby of a fancy hotel.
It is a large open space with a desk at the far end in front of me.
This place resembles the facility a character was infiltrating from the book, Neuromancer.
...
Later I'm leaving the parking structure and I wonder if the older car has high mileage.
I realize that I never checked it before buying it.
I start to wonder if I actually got a good deal or not.
I notice some smudges on the frontside passenger door's wood trim and I rub at them with my finger.
It mostly comes off.

Both recorded at 7:16AM.

247 words for the night.

This dream with the receiving area is interesting. I was recently wondering whether locations I visualize while reading would manifest in dreams or not.
The facility location indeed has, and while the theme and tone of the situation is entirely different from the book, it is still noteworthy.

Went to bed around 11:30PM.

Berries with the Tots:

I'm with JM and JV from the Tots group. We're at a store modeled after the Pokémon Centers from various Pokémon games.
There is a deli nearby in the same store selling lunchmeat, as well as Pokémon merchandise lining shelves on the walls.
I'm looking at some berries, and the perspective changes such that I'm using a menu to scroll sideways through the different berry options.
There are arrows up and down to change the quantity of berries to buy. There is a price that dynamically updates as well.

Recorded at 5AM.

Kitten in the Kitchen:

I'm at a house. I get the impression it is a new thing, as in somebody has just bought it or started a rental arrangement.
There is a front door area with a kitchen on the left. There is a mudroom type area on the right. The layout is vaguely similar to my parents' old home in northern Michigan.
I'm standing in the kitchen near a plate with some food on it. There is a small kitten near the plate, attracted to the food.
The kitten is black and longhaired, similar to how one of my cats from childhood, Oreo, used to look.
I pickup the kitten to show it to my girlfriend who is in the kitchen nearby.
I get the impression the situation is a 'meet the parents' type scenario.
...
I'm with my Grandma P in a bedroom area from the same house.
She seems to be sharpening chopsticks to resell as a business.

Recorded at 6:45AM.

254 words for the night.

Went to bed around 1AM.

Fragment
I'm at the airport.
My Grandma P, Uncle J, and brother are there to pick me up.
I'm angry with them about something and I storm away with my bag, outside, and across the street.

Zones
I'm at a football game at my highschool field.
It's nighttime, under the lights.
A cheerleader girl bumps a microphone boom on the sideline and apologizes.
Initially I'm on some bleachers on the endzone side of the field.
DTP.
There's a football game on a screen, and I see the cheerleader bump the boom and apologize exactly the same way.
I'm in a bar that looks like a Pizza Hut with my girlfriend and my friend J.
J is having a rough time from too much weed.
The bartender looks like Ryan Reynolds and he is making us a series of strong looking drinks.
The bartender also lays out some joints and calls them 'enchiladas'.
I realize that I need to be able to drive home so I take it easy.
There's another guy here (seems to know the bartender), and I'm concerned that if I get sick, he will try to get with my girlfriend.
All recorded on waking around 8:30AM.

Went to bed around 11PM.

Memory Storage
I'm with my girlfriend S. We're in a long hallway.
Seems like a hospital. Sterile. Clean.
There are bodies in metal drawers all the way up and down the hall.
I can see some feet sticking out.
S goes to one of the drawers and opens it.
There is a small paper cartoon person standing inside.
I feel some relief for finding this paper person.
Recalled on waking around 7AM.

Notes
This is by far the best lucid I've ever had. Part of me was hoping that this WBTB would fail because then I would have 3/4 fails for 6hr/10m configuration for WBTB (and therefore a clear indication that I should try something else) but now I basically have 50-50 results with it. Sigh. At least the walk and extended waking RC session were different. Maybe that was the key.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
A vague impression of a field, like a fairground. Dragonball Z characters are there. Almost didn't count this because of how vague it was.

WBTB
I did everything the same as the previous 3 WBTBs (10 minutes and 8mg Galantamine). Except, I decided to take a walk this time. So I walked to the end of the street and back. It was nice. It's finally cooling off around here so the morning air was very pleasant. I spend the time outside walking thinking about "The Lucid Dreaming Portal" and his extended version of reality checks. I try to make the 10 minutes one long reality checking session of heightened awareness. I return to bed after that.

Post-WBTB

Counters & Pizza
I find myself waking up, and I think to do a nose-plug RC because I think it may have been long enough for a dream to form.
I can breathe, I'm lucid. I double-check with a hand-RC and I see more than five fingers on my left hand. Dream verified.
I get out of bed and rub my hands together to stabilize, but don't think to do more than that.
I go down the hall into my living room and think about how while the teleporting may be challenging, I can still get points other ways.
I think about how last time I licked a wall (and the judgement of the result) so I take a bite out of the edge of the counter.
It's very hard on my dream teeth, and honestly I barely get any actually into my mouth. It tasted a bit like how dust smells, but hard to describe.
Then I wonder if that is going to count, so I look for something else.
Because my brain must believe I am a slob, there are two boxes of cold pizza on the counter nearby.
One of the them is square-cut and resembles Jet's Pizza, which is one of my favorites from back home (they have one here in AZ but it is out of the way).
I pick up a slice and bite in. It it super-hard like the counter was but I can still taste the tomato sauce. 1/10 do not recommend. Maybe the counter taste was still in my mouth.
I feel the dream start to fade and I enter the void.
...

Hugging the Goose
I test out opening my eyes and they are heavy. Instead of doing that, I try to visualize my bedroom.
This works. I get a feel for "dream-eyes" versus "real-eyes" that I didn't really understand before when people talked about it.
I get up for another round.
This time, I think about other things I haven't done yet, and I remember that I told my girlfriend in waking life that if I lucid dreamed about her I would give her a hug.
So I call out to her "Goose! Where are you!" (I call her The Goose because she is basically the goose from Untitled Goose Game, nothing to do with Top Gun).
No answer, but I find her in the living room. I walk up to her and give her a hug. She seems happy to get the hug
I notice that there is a ring on the side table nearby, so I think that maybe I could use the ring to practice proposing to her.
It was at this moment when I realized that I don't know what knee I'm supposed to kneel on.
I start to feel the dream fading again.
...

Great-Grandma and the Sledgehammer
Back in the void. Not letting go yet. I visualize my hands in front of me and end up laying in my bed.
Round three, back on my bullshit: Time for the Elusive Fantasy Forest™.
I walk out of my bedroom once again and start looking for ways to teleport.
My girlfriend is there in the living room and I think to try out Saiz's advice.
"Hey Goose, is the elusive fantasy forest behind me?"
"...NO!" she says resolutely.
So much for that. Maybe I can try something else. I remember Lang's advice and go into the kitchen.
I open the fridge and shove my face in. I try to visualize a green swirling portal inside.
Despite seeing a weak green glow at the back and spending some time with my face in the fridge among the food, no luck. Damn.
I look around for other options. I notice a closet door that isn't normally there. It's white and has a yellow-colored metal handle with a spiral design on it.
It is identical to the ones from my Grandma's and Great-Grandma's homes growing up. I enter.
Inside is a small room with white tiling from the floor all the way up the walls and ceiling. The door has disappeared behind me.
Trapped.
I see the tiles start to fall off, revealing new tile beneath. As the tiles fall, ♫ music ♫ starts to play.
Yep. My brain is hilarious. The tiles are slowly revealing the Banjo-Kazooie title screen.
Guess I'm not going to be trapped in a nightmare room, but rather a weird one. Thanks for that brain.
As the scene is revealed, there are more than Banjo-Kazooie characters there.
There is some other animated character that is more sinister. Reminds me a bit of Freddy Fazbear, but less horror-themed.
Banjo and Kazooie are being chased by this character.
I still don't have a way out. This is all so silly.
I decide to try out old reliable. The Kamehameha. It's old reliable because it worked for me exactly one time in a lucid dream as a child.
I get into the iconic pose and start...
"Kuhhhhhhhhh...mayyyyyyyyyy.....haaaaaaaaaa....... mayyyyyyyyyy.......HUHHHHH!"
I see a blue energy swirl in my hands, but it doesn't shoot.
I think it might be because I said "KUH-MAY-HA-MAY-HUH" (which I think is the correct pronunciation) as opposed to the way I've always said it "KA-MAY-HA-MAY-HA". Brain didn't like that, I guess.
I start to panic a little.
As if in response, I hear someone yelling from outside the room.
"I'm gonna help you out! Don't worry I'll come back quick!"
It's my Great-Grandma (who has long since passed away).
I turn back to where the door was, and the wall blocking my way is gone.
I see my Great-Grandma in the living room carrying a seriously heavy looking sledge-hammer.
I tell here that I am OK and she seems content.
The dream starts getting unstable again.
...

Sexy-Time
Back in the void. Nope. Not waking up just yet. This time, it feels like I am in a valley between my mattress on one side and the lowered section of the bed-frame on the other.
I visualize my arms and hands in front of me and the dream pieces back together again. Back in my bedroom.
Round four. Still on my bullshit, looking for the EFF™.
I think it might be a good idea to get out of the house so I head to the living room again.
This time there is a knock at the front door. I open it and there is a woman there I don't really recognize.
She's a little overweight (but not excessively) and her skin is a bit tan. She has short reddish hair.
She has a friend with her but I don't really register her.
I wonder if this is an opportunity to earn more points. I decide to try out some DC-control.
"You're going to bend over on the couch." I tell her.
"OK." she agrees without any hesitation.
Fun activities ensue.

Spoiler for Spicy Content:

At one point she is riding me reverse-cowgirl and I wonder if I can try something crazy.
I visualize her transforming into another person. This is easier because she is facing away.
I can see freckles appear on her butt as it morphs into another shape. I see her hair grow longer and change to brown and curly.
This isn't exactly someone I know per-se, but rather, I'm just adding features I like.
The sex feels good but not like the real thing. Guess I could be lucid-er.
Then it occurs to me that I can probably drop whoever I want in here.
So I think about my girlfriend, and the body morphs again. The butt changes to hers, and I move my right hand up to her chest and my left down her front.
I confirm its her based on her voice.
She rides to finish.

The dream starts to fade once again.
...

Silverlight Way
It's a bit of a struggle, but I manage to come back one more time.
I find myself in the same bed-valley as before.
Round five. Same approach but now I actually manage leave through the front door.
It's fall outside, which isn't a season that exists in AZ in waking life. I enjoy the orange fall leaves.
Other than the impossible season, it looks accurate to my neighborhood.
There is an old man standing near my driveway. He's wearing a tracksuit and has short white hair.
I refocus back on the mission.
"Hey man, do you know where the enchanted forest is?"
"Oh! You mean Silverlight Way? It's over that way!" he says excitedly. He has a slight southern accent that I find appealing.
He points up past the houses across the street and over the horizon.
Jesus Fucking Christ. It's real and it has a name! Silverlight Way!
"Can you take me there?" I ask.
"Well, can you fly?" he says, like flying is as trivial as knowing how to play chess or something.
"Sure!"
He starts to float five feet or so in the air and I follow suit.
Feet are freedom units, from 'Murica. For our non-American readers, this translates to about 1.5 meters.
We start to fly in the vague direction he identified. As we go up, I see the road up ahead. It looks like San Francisco and its hilly streets. Still a beautiful fall-themed landscape.
We enter a town-like area and the old man uses telekinesis while flying on what I assume to be his car. A red sedan. It rises up into the air with us.
There is a large cube-like package tied to the bottom of the car as it floats.
He slides the package off the sedan and into a garage (since this is like San Francisco, the garage is on a slant going down away from the street) and then flies to the car's door as it opens on its own.
The old man is driving the car through the sky now, and I sit down in the front-passenger seat.
I see there is a teenage boy with mid-length black hair sitting in the front-middle seat. I understand that he is my brother and he is paralyzed.
He doesn't look like my waking life brother though. I start to wonder if this is meant to be some alternate reality, where the old man is my dad and this boy is my brother.
Later the car is back down on the road, and there is a group of people walking on the sidewalk. They are wearing hoodies and look a bit like they could kick my ass.
"Let's see, there are one-two-three-four-five-six-seven, seven people there. You could get like, thirty-five points if you get them all," I tell the old man sarcastically.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....OK."
Our old man then proceeds swerve and pretend to runover all these people.
I tell him that we probably shouldn't actually hit the people. Then, the passenger door opens and my 'paralyzed' brother climbs over me and jumps out. Guess he is feeling better.
I slide out the door as well (no seatbelts in this dream ya'll), and the old man flies off into the Autumn horizon. No Silverlight Way for me. God. Damn. It.
I find myself on some concrete steps going up near a building.
All alone, I think to myself. Just a guy, with the ability to fly and unlimited god-like dream powers...whatever will I do?!?!
Despite this proclamation, I can feel the dream starting to fade again. Not so god-like, it turns out.
...

School Conference
Plot-twist, not a false-awakening this time.
Now I'm in a school. It looks like one of my engineering classrooms from college.
My coworker B is there, and a few others. They are all discussing the epic lucid dreams we just had.
I become lucid again, because I realize these are my dream characters and they all remember the lucid dreams because of that fact.
I can feel that this dream is very unstable though and I let it fade. I've surely already forgotten details and I need to record.

Went to bed around 11:15PM.

Reunion of The Twist
I'm in my middle school's gym during an assembly.
I'm in the audience wearing a college t-shirt.
I think to myself that I wish I would have dressed with something better (like my trusty red flannel) and showered.
We're watching a ceremony on-stage, where my brother and sister are being honored as part of a larger group.
Moments later, my brother is down by me in the audience wearing a similar college t-shirt as me, but I don't notice the discrepancy.
I wonder why he isn't wearing his college's version of the t-shirt.
The event reminds me of a band concert, they had instruments.
DTP.
Later we have rotated and are watching a different group of people. We are seated now.
EC from highschool is seated in front of me.
Awkwardly, my legs are spread apart, and he is sitting between them.
I can feel my balls touching his back. Lovely. He doesn't seem to care or notice.
The performers are now making an arc, again, like in band.
I can recall that GW from band stretches forward to us, like a cartoon character (similar to how Monkey D. Luffy does from One Piece, especially in Gear 5 form).
RW, her older brother and friend of mine, is by me now. He's excited to see her being honored.
GW regards me, saying hello, but I get the distinct impression she was only saying so out of obligation.
Then she stretches back to the arc, with a reverberating snap noise.
I noticed that the bari sax players were playing without their mouthpieces on. But I don't pickup on that being especially strange.
EC points out that they are doing a special trick with the brass, as if to explain what I noticed as normal and avoid suspicion on my part.
Sure enough, the are moving in rhythm, doing a choreographed twist move, with the trombone players.
They pick up their mouthpieces from somewhere out of view.
They play a short melody with their mouthpieces only (which is high-pitched and funny to listen to) and then put them onto their instruments.
The formal event ends and turns into more of a social.
My brother meets up with BY and they talk about dad stuff. BY gives my brother this tablet made out of rose flower vines.
It's not like an iPad, more of a clipboard or ornament.
It's a strange item, but it seems to have a sort of value to it.
The plot of the dream has changed at this point, where my girlfriend and I are now at the event together.
AG, from my more recent friend group, is now there with us too.
My girlfriend senses that I am exhausted from being social for this long, so she is looking for an excuse for me to leave.
AG suggests that we check out a local escape-room called The Twist, where there is an obstacle course that looks fun.
I tell him that my knee is still recovering, so it would probably be a bad idea.
Within the plot of the dream, I then recall that last-year (or a previous reunion-type event like this one), there was an emergency lockdown.
During that lockdown, I was with AG, and we left the emergency lock-down room to go to the bathroom.
DTP.
Now, in the present, we are in that bathroom, talking at the urinals about going to The Twist soon.
I look in the mirror, and I am wearing a hat. I lift that hat and see that my hair is thin. Starting to recede. Great. I put the hat back on.
There is a rotating cylinder on the floor near a sectioned off area, presumably an obstacle similar to one from The Twist.
I test it out and my knee does OK, which I tell AG means that I can go to The Twist with him so long as the other obstacles aren't worse.
He tells me that I should still go, but just skip the bad ones, and we can go get the girls to come along as a group.
We left the bathroom and head back to the main assembly room where we were earlier.
Now there is a large lit-up horizontal limbo pole crossing the entire room that we have to pass. We do so easy enough.
AG jokes that if we can't find the girls we should just get GP (the other guy in our group of couples) and leave without them.
DTP.
We make our way to the exit, and outside the gym door is my Grandma M's condo outdoor area.
I see a trash can that isn't normally there. It is overflowing with McDonald's bags and transparent extra-large iced coffee cups.
I sarcastically give a salute and say "GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!"
"How much money must McDonalds make, if it is like this every day?!" I say to myself.
AG gets into his car, and drives to The Twist. For some reason, I decide to take a nap by a "For Sale" sign next to the condo and the trash can.
...
When I wake up, AG is gone and inexplicably, there is gravel in my shoes. I don't care about this or consider it odd in any way.
Because dream-logic do be like that sometimes.
I think that I should find my girlfriend and tell her about the plan to meet at The Twist.
I go back to the event, and enter through my Great-Grandma's condo (Grandma M and Great Grandma's condos were actually in the same neighborhood in waking life, just a few condos apart).
This time, it is actually her home inside the door.
There is a young boy there playing a rhythm video game that involves a cat.
He seems embarrassed to be seen playing the game.
I went toward the back of the condo where the bedrooms are. The layout is reversed, such that the kitchen has swapped sides with the bedroom.
I don't notice the discrepancy, and correctly move to the bedroom area.
There's a new door (doesn't exist in waking life) that connects the condo to the neighboring one.
I can hear there is another family in that condo playing a Legend of Zelda game.
I wake up with the impression that my girlfriend might have been in the guest room with another man, potentially against her will. Anxiety ensues.
Either way, no bueno.
Recorded at 3:30AM. Late sleep cycle 3.

Fragment
Walking down a shore looking for something. Sky is gray. Ambience is somber, muggy weather.
It reminds me of Darkshore from World of Warcraft.

Redridge Hotel
I'm playing World of Warcraft with the boys on Discord.
It's getting to be about time to log-off.
I recall that ahead of time I had changed the music that will play in the Redridge zone. It now plays a song about change.
It was supposed to be funny, but outside the context of the dream, I have no clue why.
Maybe it was that the 10 minute plus track was replaced with a short 30 second one.
I was waiting for the group to notice that the music had been replaced.
The joke doesn't land. Oh well. What's new, eh?
We reach the main bridge, and it is broken.
I try to justify within the plot of the dream that, the bridge breaking was part of the Cataclysm expansion.
I don't notice the discrepancy that we are playing Classic World of Warcraft, so the bridge should be in tact. Since it doesn't break anyway in waking life.
I jump off the side of the bridge and get the group to watch.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
My gnome avatar safely lands in the water.
Then I head to the inn to logout and get that sweet sweet rest xp.
DTP.
As I walk in, I'm holding a gnome toy, and the inn is a real hotel room.
I put the toy down and "tuck him in" as a joke over some chairs.
I went around the room and locked the doors.
I see some messages on BattleNet from my brother, where he had gotten notifications from when I played with my display resolution settings.
This was an accident, not sure why he was getting notifications for that. I try to explain to him that it has to do with having two monitors.
My brother is now in the room next door, and they are connected through a door as well as an open section near the far-end of the room.
My brother tells me there is an inspector that is coming and I should clean up.
I shrug him off and say that "Whatever. If he finds something, he finds something."
Recorded at 7:30AM. Mid sleep cycle 6.

I was too tired yesterday to practice the incubation techniques. So I didn't get a forest. Maybe tomorrow.

Pete is Gone
My girlfriend has come home with a puppy. It's an aussie, the breed we've been considering for a while.
We are in the living room by the couch playing with it.
There is a particular puppy I've been watching online, Pete.
Pete is black and white, with heterochromia. One eye is husky-blue and the other is dark green.
I'd decided that this was the puppy I wanted (but couldn't get for logistical reasons).
The puppy here is not Pete. This puppy has white and grey colors and black eyes.
I'm happy to have a puppy finally, but I'm a bit sad that it isn't Pete.

I didn't get the WILD or dream control I was hoping for, but there is a lot of recall here...so that's a plus!

Before WBTB

Sci-Fi Feeding Time
It's dark, night-time at a stable on a farm.
There are horse-like creatures and other monsters in sci-fi fleshy body bags.
Some of the horse-creatures are sitting on their backsides...and have huge upright dongs.
Like straight up into the air, 3ft diameter and 5ft high...
Someone is showing me how they care for the creatures.
They have one mature creature chew up food and spit it out.
Then they collect the mush and feed it to the younger ones.
The whole situation is very strange and I kinda wish I would've forgotten this one.

Fireshots and Frogskins
I'm in a team at Hogwarts and we are in the middle of magic combat with another group.
They are Slytherins or otherwise dark magic users.
It isn't a friendly duel, they are trying to hurt us.
I shoot some fire attacks at one of them and set their robes on fire.
I remark that the spell was meant for aesthetic uses, but very useful here.
I shoot off some stupefies and experlliarmises, and notice that I have multiples wands and they break as I'm shooting.
They sort of snap like twigs.
It feels similar to how durability works in Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom.
Later I'm in a downstairs living space or maybe a lab.
Mr. Weasley is there. He has a big frog creature. About 1ft tall.
I'm wanting the frog's shed-skin shell from him.
There is also information I'm needing. There was another person I was planning to bribe with the skin-shell.
But I realize that Mr. Weasley has the same info.
The room looks like my childhood kitchen now, with Mr. Weasley standing near the sink.
I ask him for the info, and indicate my understanding that I don't need to bribe him.
He pauses, gives me a look, sarcastically pauses...maybe a bribe IS needed...
But then gives me the info.

Cave Battle
JM from work and I are planning a dangerous trip to get treasure.
Later we arrive at the site.
I'm in an underground cave with a large rock blocking the entrance above.
Similar to a bombable wall from Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom.
There is a horde of orcs/goblin creatures above the wall chasing me. JM is above as well.
I'm searching the cave for the treasure. The monsters are getting closer to opening the rock.
I start to look for a weapon instead. I find a bow, but the arrows with it are dull.
They break through. I try to hide.
3 goblins make their way to the back cave chamber where I am at.
They chase me around the room and shoot arrows at me, I try to grab fallen arrows to fight back desperately.
J!!! HELP!!! I scream.
He shows up and helps me fight.

After WBTB
I head back to bed and focus on the forest I want to WILD into. I wait a long time, and multiple alarms go off interrupting my attempt. I eventually slip off to sleep without a WILD.

False Awakenings
I'm in my bedroom, thinking that I've wasted my time for the last day of comp.
Crap. I do a half-hearted nose reality-check just to be sure...
And I'm dreaming! But it fades quickly into another false awakening.
This happens a few times, but I never get real control of the dreams.
Only counting it as one dream because it all was sort of a blur.

Hey, You, You're Finally Awake
I have metal chains binding my arms together and I'm riding a cart through some valley.
I'm a prisoner, similar to the opening of Elder Scrolls: Skyrim.
My right eye is bound shut somehow and I can't find a way to move my body to free it.
I think about how maybe I'm sleeping with my eye covered...
I must be dreaming!
Despite being lucid, I can't do anything to free my eye.
When I woke up, I confirm that my right eye was, in fact, lodged into my pillow. Go figure.

Carpet Shower
I'm at my Grandma P's old house (the one with the big upstairs area and Jack/Jill bathroom).
My dad owns it now. He's talking to his friend about how great blowjobs are. I mean, I can't argue with the man.
There is a stuffed animal on a chair alone in one of the rooms. I don't see the significance of it, if any.
I'm searching for a shower and I find one in the middle of one of the big bedrooms over the carpeting.
It doesn't strike me as strange that a faucet is right in the middle of the bedroom wall.
I start to shower up, but my Dad interrupts me and I have to leave the room.

Unexpected Assist
I'm in an apartment similar to H and A's from a few years back.
We're down some stairs. H is giving me a strange look and I feel like she is into me.
Her and my girlfriend S are aware of my WBTB and WILD attempts, and are trying to help.
They set up a bed for me with a stuffed animal to help me sleep.

Panther Dinner Time
I'm in a fancy restaurant sitting outside. It reminds me of where we sat and got ice cream in Disneyland/California Adventure.
There is a large panther approaching the seating area.
It's aggressive and the crowd freaks out.
Then a man appears from out of the crowd and seems to know the panther.
He commands it, and manages to get it to jump onto a nearby brick wall and hang there.
The situation is resolved.

Conditions
Medium workout
Light dinner
Bed on time
6hr/30m WBTB
Yuschak Primary Trigger (8Mg Galantamine, 250Mg Choline Bitartrate)

Notes
So I still didn't get the result I was hoping for. There were some alarms my girlfriend had go off during the attempt, but I'm not sure I can 100% blame those for the failure. I think that given the challenge of falling asleep once again, 30m might be too long of a wake period. Intent was 20m, but by the time I had taken the supplements, recorded my dreams, used the bathroom, and reviewed my goals 30m had passed. I'm undecided if I want to test 6hr/30m WBTB one more time, or move on and try 6hr/20m in earnest.

Learning Indian
I'm with an Indian family at a restaurant.
It looks like Snakes and Lattes and we are in the corner we sat in for I's bachelor party some months back.
But the table is oriented slightly differently.
The dad is teaching my girlfriend and I how to speak Indian. He shows me a few words that sound like throat noises.
He tells us that the meaning depends a lot on the pitch and speed of the sound.
I tell him there is a word in my language like that, referring to fuck. The family knows what I mean, and busts out laughing.

Grandma at the County Fair
I'm at a country fair. My grandma is excited to be involved and she is running and jumping and dancing more than someone her age should be.
Sometime later we are watching a video of her at the event at her home later in a closet or tight hallway.

Fragment
There is some kind of infiltration operation happening. Me and another person are approaching an abandoned looking home. Feels very dangerous.

Sexy Rides
It’s sunny out and I’m with my family. I’m married and I have kids. Im standing in front of a large black truck.
It has been painted in non glossy coating and looks dope.
Himawari from Boruto Next Generations is my daughter. She’s asking if me and mom are going to stay together.
SG from WL shows up and I know she isnt my wife. She’s wearing a sexy black dress. She likes the car.
I reflect on marriage and commitments.