Dreamlog

Party Memories:
I'm at a wedding party, but I don't know whose it is.
The party is being held at an outdoor venue, and it looks like a mixture of IM's (from the Tots) and MM's (from highschool) backyards.
It's night-time, and there is a hot tub on my right. I see BY from highschool in a full suit, and wonder if he got the memo that this was supposed to be casual.
There is a sliding door on the left, and it goes into the sitting room from my previous home.
I set up an area there, sort of "my spot" where I can feel less socially awkward, and gather up the people I know at the party.
...
I'm in a local bar called Cornish Pasty. I'm sitting at the bar with MW from highschool.
We're sitting where I sat a few months back with JV in waking life.
He's there because I am getting married soon.
MW tells me that there might be something in the mail for me, implying he's bought one of the wedding registry items.
I'm feeling awkward, looking for a conversation topic, when I remember that I was at his wedding party recently.
I bring it up, and he remarks how drunk everybody was, and how we are all singing.
I tell him I remember that, but I don't.

Stuck:
I'm waking up in my bed, and I remember that I had just returned to sleep from my 6hr/20m WBTB.
I do a nose reality check and I can breathe. I'm dreaming.
I'm in bed, but I can't move. I try to blink-teleport, imagining that if I can just change the dream scene I'll regain my movement naturally.
So, I close my eyes and imagine a vast blue ocean.
I open my eyes.
Nothing changes, still stuck.
The dream fades and I wake briefly.

Loki and Oreo:
I false awake into my bed again, knowing to reality check.
I'm lucid again, but still can't move.
This time I try something else. I imagine my old Doberman Loki (rest is peace, he was the best boy).
The idea is that he will jostle the bed enough to kick my body into gear.
I call for him "Loki! Are you here?" and he comes bounding into the bedroom and jumps into the bed.
He, of course, lays down next to me because he always was a big lazy boy.
He looks up at me, inquisitive as ever with his dopey eyes and large snoot. He looks so real. I laugh, and wonder if my girlfriend can hear me laughing in waking life (I asked later, she could not).
My plan worked, when Loki jumped on me, that was enough to give me my movement back.
I looked back down, and now Loki had changed into a different childhood pet.
My longhair black and white cat, Oreo (also rest in peace, she was top-gangsta thug).
I get out of bed and say "C'mon! Let's go!" and Oreo gracefully leaps off the bed to follow me.
I see her characteristic "gangsta-prowl" as she moves and marvel at how well my brain is recreating my old pets.
Finally I leave the bedroom and realize that I should stabilize the dream soon, worried that it might fade.
The dream is a near-perfect recreation of my house, but it has blue hue to it.
Otherwise, the best way I can describe it is "thin". I think to myself, maybe I am low on REM sleep.
I start to narrate what I am doing as I do it "I'm walking in my hallway, I'm stabilizing the dream, I'm touching the walls..."
It occurs to me that I need to spend less time in my own head, or the dream is going to fade.
I make a concerted effort to engage with the environment, and not internalize too much.
As is tradition at this point, I lick the wall to help stabilize. It tastes like wall.
All this seems to help a bit, but I believe that I was simply low on REM, so the dream was going to be unstable no matter what.
Then I remember that it was the last night of competition, and I had defined some goals.
I recall my first goal of the three-step is to "summon" and then "ask for advice" so I go to summon Jordan Peterson.
But wait, I changed my mind earlier on the plan. I struggle to remember, but then I do.
During my WBTB 20 minutes, I decided instead that I would summon Daniel Love, because he would be able to assist me with a teleport.
I start to imagine Daniel Love in my house. I call out to him "Daniel! Are you here? Daniel?"
For a moment, no response.
But then a head pops out from behind a door down the hallway on the right, where the bathroom is.
"Yeah yeah I'm here!" he says, a bit flustered.
But, before I can ask him for advice on teleporting, the dream fades out.

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 at 11:00PM.

Losing Again
I'm in a large hall with tables. Similar to a banquet.
It reminds me of the cafeteria where we got told we didn't make finals in highschool marching band nationals.
Don't know what the competition in this dream is, though.
I'm with my team. There is a girl I don't recognize. We are younger than the other team.
We are watching the announcement on a TV.
My team is represented on the left and the other on the right.
It gets announced that we have lost the competition.

Woke up at 6:45AM, feeling groggy.

Went to bed around 12:00AM.

Another Reunion
I'm with my friend R from highschool marching band.
We are in an big gym, reminiscent of the one we used to sleep in during travel for competitions.
I recall looking around and thinking about how real everything looks.
R's jeans and the glossy wood floor are high in detail.
But I don't reality check, despite being somewhat aware that this is an illusion.
I ask R is he is going to the reunion. He says yes.
We make our way down a hall, and end up in the S building auditorium.
There is a screen on the stage, showing us going onto the stage as Freshmen.
When I go to sit down there is a handicap section.
I think about how as of recently I don't need that anymore (not exactly true, still in recovery).

Obstacles
I'm with my brother running away from something.
It's night-time and we are on the sidewalk behind our childhood home.
I'm ahead and I reach the entrance first.
There is a brick section over the window where we need to get to.
I start to pull at the bricks and I'm making an opening.
I try to make it through but I can't fit. I get back at it and try to open it more.
But not fast enough. My brother catches up and starts berating me for not getting the path open.
I'm getting upset and scared.
More bricks reappear.

Woke up around 9:30AM.

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 11:30PM.

New Life
I'm with my family at a hospital. I recall Grandma P and sister-in-law K in particular.
There is a glass viewing case that has the newborn baby girl in it.
The baby is "K Junior". I bring my Grandma P over to make sure she gets to see the baby, and she tells me she already has.
We are rushing down a hall, and at the end of the hall there is a room similar to the small band room from high school.
There is a group assembled here. My friend H is part of it. I think the subject of the dream has changed at this point.
H has a new girlfriend and it is an exciting mystery about who it is. There are other members of our friend group there too.
...
Later I'm rushing outside to a car. It's a downpour of rain.
I'm carrying my saxophone case. My Dad is driving the car.
He won't pop the trunk so I can't put it away. I'm frustrated because he won't help me.
It seems he wants me to bring the saxophone case in the car with me.
Recalled from earlier in the night.

Random Dancing
I'm at a dance studio. It resembles the one my girlfriend and I went to a few year back.
I'm with my friend H again and we are in a line leading to the front desk.
I'm nervous because I'm bad at dancing.
There is a screen behind the desk and it has a randomized list revealing who will be dancing with who.
H is paired with someone else, and I don't recall who my partner is.
Recorded around 7AM.

Axe-Steal
I'm playing a Zelda game. It resembles Tears of the Kingdom. My girlfriend S is watching me play.
We are in a lava-themed area. I'm currently fighting a tall monster.
There is a new partner (similar to Navi, Tatl, KoRL, Midna, Fi etc) that has the ability to steal enemy weapons mid-strike.
In a dramatic and exciting moment, I execute this ability just as the monster is thundering down a massive axe toward me.
The axe gets a green glow (similar to how the ultra-hand works) and teleports to Link's hands. S thinks it is awesome. We're both excited about it.
At that moment, the game slows down, and the background is red. The silhouette of Link holding the axe and the action lighting makes the moment all the more epic.
I strike, the monster falls, I win.
Recorded around 7AM.

Based on this and the last WBTB attempt, it seems like 6hr/10m might not be the optimal WBTB configuration for me. I think I'll stick to it for experiment #4 to finish out the original plan though.

Went to bed at 11:30PM.

Pre-WBTB

Fragment
I'm at the Darkmoon Faire from World of Warcraft.
I'm playing as a Night Elf. I'm bragging to the other players around me about something.
Recorded at 5:30AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

Scorpion Trap
I'm at some sort of manor, and I'm together with my ex-girlfriend H.
I find it strange that we are together again, but not enough to make me question it further.
We are standing in the front yard and it resembles the side-entrance from highschool (P) but with concrete steps going up.
There is a man up a story telling us about a device.
The device is a way to capture or deal with scorpions.
I remember looking back at H and thinking she looked kinda hot with her short blue dress on.
Recorded at 5:30AM. Near the end of sleep cycle 3.

WBTB
Woke up 6 hours after going to bed as planned. Felt very well rested. Almost decided to just stay awake. But I want those points. So I took the Galantamine 8mg to stay consistent with my experiment parameters and reviewed my go-forward for the lucid. After 10 minutes I went back to bed.

Post-WBTB

False Awakening
I wake up in my bed and do a nose-plug RC out of habit.
I'm lucid now. I try to move my hands forward to do a hands RC, but they feel very heavy.
I struggle against this weight, but I can't overcome it.
Recorded at 7AM. Early in sleep cycle 5.