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For the past 4 nights I've been keeping a dream journal and improving my dream recall and reading up on all this lucidity info in hopes I'd eventually obtain it.

So last night before I went to bed I was sure to check a digital clock 3 or 4 times as a 'reality check'. My dream started out normal (as normal as they get :/ ) and after dreaming for about 30 minutes (it's kinda hard to keep track of time..) it transitioned so that I was in my kitchen. Remembering the whole reality check, I looked at the clock on the microwave. '8:46'. I look away, and look again: '8:47'. Looked away then immediately back: '8:48'. One more time: '8:49'.

To my surprise I didn't really start freaking out about going lucid and realizing I was in a dream. It felt somewhat natural. I read on here that people often instantly start trying to do stuff like flying and get excited and waking up. When reading stories on here I always told myself first time I got lucid I would play it cool, and not try anything. So with this discovery that I was sleeping I was up on my feet and walking around outside. It felt as if there was absolutely no air resistance around me, and I could move so freely. It felt amazing.!!

Perhaps I need more practice with dream recall, or more practice being lucid, but my memory started drifting away on what happened once being lucid. I felt myself started to wake up, so I started rubbing my hands and spinning. It worked, but I think that was the end of my dream. Afterwards I think I just sort of dream-lessly slept. I don't even remember waking up, but I did do like 5 reality checks to make sure it wasn't an FA. lol

So hopefully I'll be able to become lucid again, and next time I'll do something cool like flying, telekinesis, or banging someone. :]

In one of the dreams, I was being chased by some dog. I was with EL. We were in some giant fields. There were many rickety old fences. The grass was a luscious green, and the fences a bright brown.

The dog that was chasing us was brown. This other blonde dog was sort of defending us. As the brown dog chased us, the blonde one sort of blocked it and chased after it. I was scared.

We ended up at some random ranch. At this point I was alone. At what was apparently the back of the ranch, there was a giant pen of goats. I noticed that a few of them were red, blue, and green.

Then MA was with me. She sort of toured me around the ranch. We talked a lot. Eventually we ended up in her "house" on the ranch. It was a small but cozy building.

In another dream, I was at some library. I was walking around with a bunch of people from class. As I passed by the shelves, I noticed that there were many video games. I particularly saw lots of Sims titles, and a bunch of these Horsez games (they're meant for kids, like 8 year olds xD).

Then I was somewhere with SA. We were listening to her ipod, which was pink. As she was flipping through the songs I noticed that there were a lot of Fleetwood Mac songs. At the end I was listening to part of one, but I noticed it had a different name on the ipod. Then the dream ended.

I also recall a fragment of me trying to buy something. I was looking through my wallet desperately trying to find two toonies, but I couldn't find one. Eventually I found one.

I also have something about school, pottery, doctor, and french written down, but I can't remember it.

I started off as a Sith leader. We were outside a huge city. I was leading a whole platoon of Stormtroopers into the city to take it over. We waited in silence for my command(let the record show, I was taking this city over in a non-lucid dream fragment once, but failed).
"NOW!" I commanded. We all started the invasion. A large mass of Rebels were waiting in the city. The battle had begun. Man by man, one after another, each Rebel fell. We were totally owning them. We gunned them down one by one. We had hardly lost anyone. Then, there was a large explosion, and I dropped my lightsaber. So, I picked up a blaster pistol from one of my fallen soldiers. I blasted my way through tons of Rebels. Finally, I found my lightsaber, and it was go time. I started to chop down Rebels like a lawn mower against grass.

Then, Luke Skywalker had joined the battle. I caught up to him, and it was a duel to the death. We bashed our lightsabers for a long time. Then, I finally hit Luke. I jumped high in the air, then came down thrusting my lightsaber right through Luke's chest. He collapsed to the ground dead. We had taken the main part of the city. The Rebels were surrendering, so we rounded them up. And we cleaned our way through the city. I went onto a platform. It was actually a battling platform. Then, a spirit came down from the sky. It was a woman. A burning woman. She summoned a fire snake, and disappeared.
"Holy s***..." I said. The fire snake attacked, and I defended myself. It took a crap load of dodges and stabs to win, but I finally killed the fire snake.
"D***, can't believe I beat that thing." I said. Then, I noticed something about this place. I RCed, and became lucid. Then, I decided to check out how the mission was going. I went into a theater. I saw my friend Isaiah. Well, I was already lucid, but I RCed again anyway. I pinched my nose shut, and I could still breathe! Now I was even more lucid! I did the hand check too. I had no pinky, but I had another thumb in place of my pinky. So, I decided to do the spinning method. I did, then I opened my eyes, and I was in my bed...awake. Aw...so close. But I'm just happy I even had an LD. One more MILD to the list!

I started off in a large forest. I was a small squad of American soldiers. We were in World War Two...oddly. So, we had some out of date weapons. I had a Thompson though, which was considered a nice gun in WWII. So, as we were walking through the forest, we were suddenly ambushed by Nazis.
"Get to cover!" our commander shouted. There was a nearby ditch(probably part of a creek). We hopped in. We were massively pinned down by the fire.
"We need to find a way to flank them." the commander said. We sat in the ditch waiting.
"We can't sit down here forever." I said. Then, the commander did something surprising.
"CHARGE!!!!!!!!!!!" he shouted. That was an insane idea, but we did as we were told. We hopped out of the ditch screaming and firing. Instantly, a shower of bullets rained down upon the German Nazis. They quickly fell without a fight. Not too many remained. We all split up, and took cover among the trees. I saw a small group of three Nazis. I jumped out and gunned them down. Then, I saw another German out of the corner of my eye.
"Oh s***." I said. He reacted a bit quicker than me. I ran out of the way as he fired, but little did I know, he had a buck-shot. A small spritz of bullets hit my shoulder, and I collapsed to the ground with shrieks of agony. Then, the German was mowed down by my fellow soldiers. They got me up on my feet. I was a-okay. We had won the battle too. So, we went out and celebrated all night. I was not lucid in this dream, because none of my dream signs were present.

First post in my new DJ. God, I hope I'm using this right.

16.06.2010

Flying Broomsticks. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Wow. I need to start writing my DJ as soon as I wake up. No matter.

After doing something inside of a house, I leave to go outside. There is something about Harry Potter going on. I grab my broom and try to fly away. I fail. Soon somebody comes to watch me. They doubt I can actually fly. I jump up, and land on top of a fence. "Watch this" I say. I jump off the fence, I don''t quite fly but I manage to glide down slowly. The person is amazed. Suddenly I remember how to fly. The same way I fly in most of my flying dreams, including the ones from my childhood. I get a nice fast running start and jump up. I go soaring into a gray-white sky. Behind my the house shrinks very rapidly, the areas around it are misty and vague. I try to turn around but I can't. I become lucid for a reason I have yet to find out. Without RCing I turn my broom around and head back towards the house. I land, and think of a dream goal to accomplish. I decide to try to go through an object. I go up to the car parked at the house and try to put my hand through it. Bump. I remind myself that this is a dream, and that I can do anything. I concentrate and push my hand against the metal. I get woken up by thunder. Darn, because I was thinking pretty nicely in that dream. Oh well.

And another more personal dream I wont be sharing

NOTES

I am on the bus, and someone stole my right boot, and replaced it with someone else's left boot. WTF.

It's so mundane, and somewhat realistic, I never get lucid.

***

frag

sex dream. can't really remember it.

So, dreams from the past 3 or so days.
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~I'm some kind of underground tunnel with a group of people. It's part of a big maze-like thing. One person keeps saying we should go a certain way, and another person keeps arguing with them.

~Me and my friend are bowling in the middle of a road.

~I'm in what looks like a big arcade, with people's names all over the sides of the games. One of them is supposed to have my name on it, but it says "Yaylor" instead of "Taylor." Tiger was there, and he dragged me over to one of those dancing games where you have to step on the arrows. That was actually kind of fun.

~Walking through a big store with a little girl and her mom. Someone from my school comes up and starts talking about Norwegian babies.

~I'm in a church, and there are mimes walking around giving cheesecake to people. I go back into a kitchen and try to sneak a slice. I get some, almost drop it, and run out. Then there was a white fox and a black wolf following me. The fox tried to eat my cheesecake.

15/06/2010 & 16/06/2010

I am walking around a city at dusk. I go between a cluster of big old apartment building and go into a small shack. It turns out to be a big building and a dance party inside. There are flashing lights everywhere.
There are some DDR machines on the side, and after doing one dance I realize I am better than some of the "professionals" here.

***

I am in my room. As usual I climb out of my window and while climbing down try to make a hidden blade appear on my left hand. It works only half. The bracer is too see-through and the blade itself is too short. The scene changes to one that slightly reminds me of Jerusalem streets in AC.

Sorry for the size
I go out testing my hidden blade on random DCs and am a bit surprised that it actually works.

***

A fragment of me ripping off a huge poster and crumpling it into a ball. I throw it to the ground and now there is a huge crumpled paper on the ground. I think that I should try setting it on fire. I snap my fingers near the ball and see with unusual vividness (and slowness too, actually) how sparks from my snap fly, how a fire forms and catches on the ball quickly enveloping the whole paper in flames. Imagine this in slow-motion, cause that's how I saw it and see it before my eyes now. I think while looking at the ball of fire, that this just maybe could count as the task of the month, since I remembered about it straight after performing pyrokinesis.

***

I am in my grandma's garden. I am chasing someone with the intention of killing. (Goddess knows why...) Anyways...
So I'm running down to the forest part, materializing the hidden blade on the way. I see the guy and now that I'm closing up on him. He is now over the fence. I jump on the fence and from there, jump on the guy and push the blade through his neck from behind.

***

Some more fragments involving trying to materialize the hidden blade.

I THINK I may have met a dream guide (non lucid), or simply a quirky character.

Dream Guide
He was standing on a street corner underneath a lamp post where the sidewalk and streets were all cobblestone. He wore a rain coat of sorts and besides that I couldn't really see his face or remember it, but he was telling a story of a dream of his, which was about Jesus.

He spoke like a stand up comedian, or a teacher. His dream, that he was talking about went like this, starting off with advice: "Don't write down any dreams about Jesus unless you get permission. One time I had a dream and I had no idea it was Jesus, I was in a single room office (or something) and my head was too big to get into the door, and it was hitting the pipes, but he told me his name was James Charleston (can't exactly remember the name but the initials were indeed JC). I felt like were were just in this room with the thinnest barrier from the outside world in the middle of the dessert. and I was looking all around the room for dream signs, at the table and floor and walls, but I didn't notice a woman holding a child, and when i realized what I saw and who they were I realized 'Holy shit!' I'm dreaming"

Crazy Guy
I was in my basement trying to take off the door that leads into my basement from the back porch. The door was black without windows. (real door is brown with 9 square windows on the top half). As I was taking that door off outside I heard someone yell "Don't water my lawn!" and I recognized that voice from another dream before.
I tried to lock the second door that leads to the outside, but i couldn't because part of it was bent that didn't allow it to close. Somehow it repaired itself (I should have said WHOAH IM DREAMING!) I eventually noticed a third lock on my door (another whoah im dreaming! but didn't). I finally locked it and put the black door up against the other one.

At that point a man was looking into the window of the locked door. He had a big dirty beard and a very wrinkly face. I tried to hide behind the black door but he saw me somehow... as if it were transparent and pointed right at me.

I woke up feeling pretty creeped out.

This is my first dream journal entry that I've ever posted to any sort of public domain, I'm a bit apprehensive about it (for the fact that dreams are, quite literally, very personal) so please any positive feedback that you feel might help me in my pursuit of obtaining lucidity on a regular basis; would be greatly appreciated.

And i'm not certain as to the appropriate length for a public dream journal entry, let me know if this is too long.

The dream began with me sitting in my classroom, where I was on the computer researching lucid dreaming (I know you may think that something like that would a clear dream sign, but I actually do that quite often in the waking world). I proceeded to get up from my computer and walk over to my teacher, I couldn't understand what she was saying when she spoke to me though. It was some sort of audio that sounded like normal English, if it were to be put in slow motion and played underwater that is.

I accepted this strange speech as normal and went back to my computer; where instead of lucid dreaming research on the screen as it was previously, there was now Latin grammar reviews and vocabulary (and I know you may think that's another dream sign, but I'm studying Latin right now too; so that's actually pretty normal for me as well). Even though they say reading is supposed to be extremely difficult in dreams, all of the text was clear and legible; even the smallest of print. For some reason I just spent a large amount of time re-formatting these documents on Microsoft Word for some strange, unknown reason. But even though I was dreaming, and many sources say that computers and their programs should not work well (or whatsoever) in dreams, all the programs and mechanics were essentially the same as they would be in the waking world.

I then looked out the window were I saw ambulances and police cars circling the building at extremely high speeds, while blaring their sirens and lights at what seemed like "full blast" (I say 'what seemed like,' for i don't think there is any other setting on them other than 'on'). They just seemed much louder than they normally would be. This is when I looked over to my left and on the computer adjacent to me was my friend, who told me about a party she was having later that night and that she wanted me to come. I remember her voice, but not so much her face; I'm not even sure if in the dream she had a face, but that's somewhat beside the point. She said that her friend was the one handling the invitations, and that she would tell her to give me and my friends one each. This is when her friend, who looked of some sort of Asian decent and basically your everyday stuck up high school prep. Tossing the invitation on my shoulder (as my back was turned to her due to the fact that I was on the computer) she wrinkled her nose at me in disgust and said : "It's a formal party so you'd better dress better than everybody else!" She then gave the same look of disdain to each of my friends as she handed them the same invitations. She handed these invitations to my friends who had not previously been there; aka they must've materialized there when I turned my back or something (I'm not sure when though). These friends were strange though (apart from their materialization), as I'm not actually friends with them in the waking world; and many of them I haven't seen in years regardless of my disconnection with them.

We all just laughed as the judgmental, superficial mess of a girl walked away with her false-piousness. We each looked down and read the invitations; the text of which was morphing and changing in some strange way (even though I was looking directly at it, and from what I understand from my research it normally changes when you look away) that I wasn't able to read a single bit of it (ohhh that brought me back to my drugs using days hahaha).

Suddenly, me and all these "friends," if you'd be so inclined as to call them that, were in a desert canyon landscape; an extremely close comparison would be the grand canyon region, but instead of a large hole (as the grand canyon is) the landscape was littered with a enormously grand variety of desert plateaus. There was a single two-lane road in this wilderness, that me and this group of friends were walking along the side of; specifically, about a foot or two to the right of the road. And where the sun was brightly shining through the windows while I was in the classroom, the moon now dominated the canvas of the night sky now that I was in this desert. I then noticed that me and all these friends I was with, were wearing brand-new designer suits; as if we had just came from the store after buying them.

After walking along for a minute or so, we came to a bridge; were there was no shoulder or side walk to walk on, just the two lanes and side rails. (This next part I didn't write in my paper journal, as I didn't have room to fit it in and I've only just remembered it) When we were about to cross the bridge, a car had came across and stopped on the bridge; there were some Mexican gangsters driving it, and they were looking for a fight. Were in the waking world I would gladly stand my ground and throw fists (I train almost everyday, and I find MMA quite... fun ), in this dream world all my friends ran down into the ravine that the bridge was crossing over; seeing how five knife and/or gun wielding against just myself didn't seem like an extremely advisable decision, I ran as well.

Going further down into the chasm that the bridge was built over, we came to a gap that the only way to the other side, was to jump. And I knew that in order to get where we were going (my friend's formal party), we would have to get to that other side. This split was about six to seven feet across, and looking up the bridge was now about thirty to forty feet above our heads at this point. The first of my friends began a running start and leaped over the edge, he made it. The second friend did the same, and with a bound he cleared the distance as well. It was now my turn, I looked for a suitable place to land and saw a rock ledge that was a bit lower and closer than the rest of the opposing edge. I saw that there was something on this ledge though, it was a shirt that I own in the waking world; it's a maroon button up, collared shirt with an impressionist's style skull adorning an Indian chief's headdress on the back side. The shirt was lying on the stone in such a way that I could clearly see this image of the Indian skull from where I was standing. This seemed a bit ominous to me, so I chose a ledge that was a bit higher, and a little farther away. I ran and leaped over the chasm, and surprisingly with relative ease. The friend who had jumped after me though, decided to jump on the ledge were my shirt was; he jumped, he landed, and the ground broke into pieces as his feet hit the clothe. He fell down into the void and broke his leg, the rest of us proceeded to laugh (which is not customary as I'm a very empathetic individual). The fallen friend exclaimed from the bottom: "There was algae! I slipped on that log!" At this we all just rolled our eyes, for we knew there was no log, and that there was no algae anywhere in this environment.

We left this ill-fortuned comrade in the chasm, and proceeded on toward the party; as we refused to be late. Walking along we saw the building, we were atop a hill that, and at the bottom (about one-hundred yards away) we could see the lights and hear the music from inside the structure. We began to walk down this hill which was at about a 45 degree incline. When walking down the incline, the ground gave way beneath our feet; after which we commenced to tumble down the hill. So we rolled and rolled down the hill for approximately ninety yards. When we reached the bottom, we had reached our destination.

Once inside the building, I saw that despicable girl who'd given us the invitations and another girl who was my friend but one who I haven't seen in over a year; along with many, many other guests dancing and conversing inside. My friend (whom I'm not quite sure if she was the one who invited me, or if she just so happened to be friends with that friend as well) became angry with me and my group, she harshly inquired: "Why don't you look like us?!" Confused, I look at my party and assume shes talking about how our clothes are somewhat tattered from the tumble; but then I looked around. I noticed that everybody was wearing blue jeans and/or semi-casual clothing; that snobby prep had lied to us about the formal dress of the party. She thought (or at least I knew that she thought that while I was dreaming) that we were attempting to "out do" everyone at the party. That superficial girl from the beginning of my dream just looked at me with a satisfied smirk.

Then, my alarm woke me up.

in this dream i was at some place that had wooden walls and floors and really looked pretty nice. a bunch of people were in this room for a baby shower, my brother lucas and israel were going to sabotage the shower. I was with them also. but as they started to, i left so i didn't get in trouble. the next time i saw them they were sitting in another room peeling potatoes. I told them "here give me that and I will peel some.

I then found myself insome kind of elevator that was completely made out of wood also, and it was pretty nice. Someone from the party came in there and i was standing there and it started to move down. i started lifting into the air and turned upside down and stood on the ceiling as the person just stood there normally. I should have become lucid at that point but i didnt'.

I then found myself at church and i walked into the sanctuary. i looked into the first pew closest to the front on the left side of the room and a friend i had gone to school with, mitch williams was there. I asked himhow he was and he said good. He looked pretty aged though.

Thats all I remember of my dream

I was standing in the middle of a baseball stadium. The place was packed and I was about to announce the player's names. But instead of giving me a sheet with the names on it, I h ad to do something else. They were handing me USB cords of different sizes and shapes and by looking at the cords, I had to say the player's names. Very weird. And it was hard. I couldn't do it. It was not embarrassing, and I was making a joke out of it to the audience. Then out of nowhere, Blair came and helped me get them all done.

Kill them! Kill them all! BWAHAHAHA! Ooh, pretty flowers.

My partner and I are divvying up guns and ammunition from a trunk he brought with him. The pistols are old-style revolvers that take forever to load, so I grab two, stuffing one each down the front and back of my jeans. Which is probably a bad idea, but hey, we're in a hurry.

Our team is comprised of settlers - space explorers even. I think we've decided that we want the planet, and we're going to kill all the people in the compound ten feet away. I don't know; I haven't been paying much attention. I just want to fight.

Vicki hangs a flare gun over one of my shoulders, and I'm smoking a cigarette, for some reason. There's a fuse on the end of the flare, and I accidentally light it with my cigarette, which is now a lit match. Hurriedly, I aim over the wall of the compound and fire, starting off the battle.



A man inside the compound aims some kind of explosive firework at the rest of the team, but I'm not concerned, since I'm not part of the big group standing together like bowling pins. Morons. Things explode, and we rush the compound.

I'm behind the rest of my team, so I don't get to shoot many people. I'm a little nervous about it actually. By the time we've cleared most of the place out, most of my team members are down.

We're only shooting the people with guns, which happens to be the men, mostly. Men and women and children are all standing together, and if you would take cover, I wouldn't be shooting you! I'm holding dual pistols, sending twin shots into the chest of a man that just. won't. die. Never mind, he's down.

I get a message over the radio, saying that some kind of failsafe has been activated. Plant life is withering around the ship, and it's going to kill us, too. The ship is about to evacuate the planet, and I have to run if I don't want to be left behind.

I take off down a grassy path, trying to run as fast as I can. Quickly, I realize that I can pull in more speed, and my surroundings simultaneously blur and come into sharper focus. I was just talking about running really fast in dreams, with Puffin, and it really is the best feeling - wait a minute.

I'm lucid. I stop and look around, urgency of the Run Away task starting to dissipate. I look around at my surroundings, which are very green and very floral. It's beautiful, really.

I wander back to the landing site just because I can. The plants are dead all around the ship, and nothing's left but mud. Most of the crew are off to the side, away from the ship and avoiding whatever deadly contagion plagues the soil.

I walk right through, calling up plant life as I go. I want to talk to one of the DCs, but I'm being pulled back into the dream plot.

Suddenly, we're all peaceful and getting along with the inhabitants of the planet. I'm talking to Johanna, who's playing one of these people. I'm given a tour of the compound, and I make ivy spring up along the walls, which starts flowering immediately. It should start growing fruit within a few days (you know, since we destroyed their supplies and all).



***

Wandering around an RV, which seems to fit an entire house in it. Linkara's giving me a tour, and I'm still making flowering ivy grow along the walls. I wonder what it's feeding on.

***

My brother is driving the same car we crashed into the harbour last night. We're driving along a road that's made entirely of ice, and he's going way too fast. We're driving into an underground castle-like structure where his music lessons take place. There's a steep downward slope, and PEDESTRIANS! LOOK OUT! SLOW DOWN! And a sharp turn right after a quick ramp THAT SENDS US FLYING into the air and we're going to crash and I telekinetically shove the car back onto the road.

We come to a stop.

"Okay," says Ben, catching his breath. "Maybe I'll go a little slower next time."

Border Skirmishes. Scare Factor: 3.

New rule: DCs aren't allowed to drive. Ever.

I just spent a good 30 minutes typing down two long lucids just for your enjoyment, but pressed something by accident and now the text is gone. TT_TT You'll just have to live with brief notes and hope that I will pull myself together again tomorrow for another try. TT_TT

-unknown date. Hogwarts like school. A fight with three witches on top of a castle in ruins.
-05/06/2010 Maneuvering dream where my wings are visible and I'm trying to evade being captured by some weird group of officials.
-06/06/2010 An attempt to make myself a hidden blade which almost works. Some random telekinesis and a snow storm. o_O

01/04/2010

This is one of those days when I just can't pull myself together to write down ALL of my dreams. So some of the least interesting and fragmented one are not going to be mentioned :/ Sorry guys. But on another note I'm going to try both the TOTM and the BD TOTM. If my WILD tonight is 100% successful. Because the island resort is just too awesome to not try to go there. XD

But now, for the dreams...

Non-dream Dream Semi-lucid Lucid

The witches and the monster-wolves

I am in a field with a forest on my left and a steep rock wall further down on my right. The whole dream is dark. There are witches there. How I know that they are witches I do not know. They slightly remind me of the witches from the movie "Golden Compass". I have a longbow in my left hand and an arrow bag over my shoulder. (Fun fact: I started to train in archery from this years January.) We need to fight the monster wolves that are coming out from the forest. I'm trying to kill them with precise shots but somehow I always miss. The other witches are starting to get annoyed. I somehow know that I am knew here.

Time-skip.

It is now raining. No, pouring. We are preparing for another attack. We go forward and the wolves start attacking us. I and another witch am backed against the rock wall. I see other witches behind the wolves. The wolves are upon us, and another one is attacking me in particular. The wolf the size of a huge dog, and looks normal, except for it's face. It has an evil look and red, glowing eyes. I try shooting him, but he is too close. The other witch - she has long, dark hair and a long flowing dark dress - says that I need to hit him. I do a couple of times, but then the wolf start biting my arm, practically chewing on it.


The visible wings

A little info: when I want to fly in my dreams, I imagine myself with wings. That is also my reality check. These are just random fragments. From a dream.

I'm going to visit my grandma. I ring at the door, and I'm let in. I go into the living room. My grandma is sitting on the couch. There is a little girl there with a nice dog. The girl gasps.
"Oh my god..."
"Yeah, those are my wings.."
"Is that why you never let me touch your back?"
"Yeah."

At the same place, I feel someone touching my wings and gently pressing them against my back. The feeling of soft feathers touching my back feels weird.

At the same place. I am sitting at the chair next to the couch. I am scratching the dogs head. At first he's enjoying it and is really happy, but then he starts growling at me, barking at me and even tries to bite my hand. I pull my hand back from him and hiss like a cat. (Yeah... Another thing I may tell you about sometimes... )

I am hiding from someone on a roof of a shop not far from my home. I know for a fact that my wings are still visible.

A vague memory of running down the street to my apartment building.