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5/1/16:
Dream 1: I was at a large swimming pool with a bunch of other people. I was there to see a dentist, whose specialty was operating in the pool. My turn came and I swam over to the dentist. He made me float on my back and poked and prodded around in my mouth. He said I was fine and called the next person forward. The next guy was a large man with tons of hair wearing tiny speedos. The dentist started working on him as the dream faded.

Dream 2: I was at a council meeting in an old, carpeted, not well lit room. There were about 30-40 people in the room and there was food set out on a table and everyone was huddled in little groups. I guess I must have arrived just before the meeting started. The meeting did start soon and there was a lot of arguing going on, I can't remember what it was about but it was pretty intense.

Fragment about people protecting me from a Christmas tree.

Packing up after vacation
I'm in the kitchen (lots of white) of a vacation house, packing up to leave. The owner (a blonde woman in a red sweater) comes in an outside door, thanks us for being such good renters, and offers us a larger place next time if we want it; but she's got the next set of renters with her so we need to vacate quickly.

Now I'm in the garage loading the gray van. There are riding toys everywhere (scattered among other things), and I'm having trouble sorting through them to figure out which belong with the house and which are mine. I keep seeing toys that I think are ours out of the corner of my eye, but when I turn to look straight at them they're not what I thought they were. Now I'm in the gray van pulling the seats up into their normal positions. Now I'm watching my wife pull down the driveway with a fully-loaded gray van when I notice the tailgate isn't properly latched. I know she's going to wait in the street for the rest of us, so I'm not in too great a hurry, but I jog down behind her and, once she stops, fix the tailgate.


Party infiltration
I'm doing some kind of spy thing. I'm very well dressed, wandering through an upper-crust social event in a huge mansion. All the colors are very rich. At one point, I'm on a walkway above some kind of ballroom. At another point, I'm coming down a wide spiral staircase into a small sitting room. I see my wife, wearing an evening gown, sitting catty-corner to a guy, talking him up. She looks a bit tipsy, but he's much more so, and I can tell she's getting the information we were sent to retrieve.

Now John and I are dressed in street clothes, and we're getting onto some kind of train car. As the doors start to close, a guy jumps in. Out of his line of sight, but within mine, you pull a very large weapon from somewhere and hold it in readiness. After a moment, we both recognize the guy and we relax, you putting the weapon back in a duffel bag. He explains why he was rushing, and everything's OK.

Now I'm in a different car along with this guy and his family. I'm working with them to set up a whole bunch of Pack 'n Plays, but I'm having trouble keeping things straight. I'm having trouble keeping track of which kid is which age and size, and what their preferences are. Some of the Pack 'n Plays need a "strengthener rod" placed under the mattress layer, but there are different strengths depending on how firm the child would like it; and one child (who, based on size I think is the oldest, but it turns out he's 4) doesn't want a rod at all, but just wants 2 small pillows.


Fragment: Something about being in a doctor's office.

So it’s been a long time since I’ve typed up any of my dreams on here. And it’s 2016 now, which I guess means it’s resolution time as well. So in addition to striving for 100 lucids this year (which I managed to accomplish last year ), I’m also going to strive to type out every single one of my 100 lucids. And since I had two good ones last night, there’s no better time to start than right now.

I’m in an episode of the Office, where I’ve just been hired by Dunder-Mifflin. There’s a conflict over where my new desk should go, since it’s currently stashed away in the corner with the rest of the storage supplies. While everyone else is arguing, I walk over and search the storage area and find a neat flute/ocarina thing. It’s even kinda Legend of Zelda themed, with the sound holes on it shaped like the Triforce. However, instead of being rounded in shape, it’s more straight, like a very wide recorder or flute. I’m told it’s a beat-box ocarina, specifically made so you can beatbox while playing it. I try it out, and the song I make sounds pretty cool, but because of the weird shape of the mouth piece, I pretty much flood it with spit.

I wake up here, much before my actual WBTB alarm is set to go off. I go back to sleep, but I don’t recall any dreams before my alarm goes off. I get up for a bit, and then try to go back to sleep, which, much to my dismay, takes quite some time.

Fortunately, the WBTB works and I transition straight into a dream. I’m standing in the backyard of my old childhood house. I stabilize, and am suddenly amazed at how vivid everything is. I try to think of what to do, and for some reason I decide to just try to fly up as quickly as I can. I squat down a bit, and then launch myself up at a pretty impressive speed… straight into a cloud. I can’t see anything above or below me, it’s just a huge fog, so the dream quickly destabilizes.

I’m not sure if I really woke up or just had a FA, but I transitioned into a new non-lucid dream. I’m now in this weird game about alien abduction. I have to keep these cats in the bottom of this Egyptian pyramid from being abducted by these small UFOs that were coming to take them (if you’ve ever played the UFO mission in Majora’s Mask, it’s kinda like that). It’s difficult, but on my third try I manage to pull it off. I then spend some time playing with the remaining cats in this strange little area in the basement.

I wake up again, write down this dream, and then transition back into another dream. I’m now in my old childhood bedroom, which is now set up like my current dorm room. My two roommates and I are all in bed, and one of my roommate’s friends is lying in a sleeping bag on the floor. The roommate and the friend have some kind of argument and the friend storms out. I realize this is weird, but I’m still only kind of half-lucid. I go to get out of bed, only to feel some weird crawling on my arms and back. I turn the light on to find these creepy bugs all over my bed. They’re each about the size of a penny, and they’re shaped kinda like stinkbugs, but with all different colors. I try swatting them off of me, but they keep flying back on me, trying to burrow into my pants. I run over to the computer and do a quick search to find out how to get rid of them. I’m too preoccupied to type, so I just voice search it.

“Hey Siri, search for ‘small, colored bugs that swarm your bed and itch like crazy!’”
Soon after I get a response. “The African Dung Beetle. Prefers dark places, like your buttcrack.”

I soon remember that this is just a dream, so I quickly stabilize, which makes the bugs disappear, or at least not itch anymore. I try to think of a better thing to do than flying like last time, so I decide on some TOTMs. I start with the easiest - find a book and read its title. I walk over to the bookshelf, where all my toys were stored as a kid. I finally find a book and pull it out. It’s a fairly big book, about 300 pages, and on the cover in purple text is the title:

Ensuring Your Wedding Cake is Adequately Sized and Appropriately Proportioned for Maximum Portability
(Because He's Going to be Taking It Home With Him)

I find this incredibly hilarious, so I lose control of the dream, and it transitions to a new scene. I’m now on this weird island, heading to go crash some kind of wedding. I remember that I’m dreaming, so I try to think of the next task to complete. I decide to summon Sensei, both to fulfill the TOTM and to get some help with dream control. I tell myself he’s somewhere at this wedding reception. My vision zeroes in on this one tall, stocky blonde guy (which I know for a fact isn’t what Sensei looks like IRL, but whatever), so I walk over to him.

“Hey Sensei.”
He laughs. “No one’s called me that out loud in a long time.”
“So I still need help with firebending. I just can’t get it down consistently.”
“Well, show me how you’ve done it.”

I do my normal motion, which is kind of a forward thrust of my wrist, like Spiderman launching a web. Much like usual, nothing happens, even after two or three tries. “Ah, I think I see your problem. It's not so much a thrusting motion as it is a throwing one… Have you ever tried throwing playing cards?”

He hands me a deck of cards, and sets up a few bottles on a table near us. He then shouts “Go!”, and starts throwing the cards like ninja stars at the bottles. Not to be left behind, I start throwing them as well. After a few throws, I get the hang of it and quickly pick up speed. I exhaust the deck and slam the empty box on the table. Sensei smiles and tosses his last few cards at me. “Now try it.”

I back up a few steps and try the card-throwing motion, and manage to successfully create a large fireball. “Better,” he says. He then snaps his fingers, and the cards that are scattered all over the table and the floor start floating and go back into their boxes, kinda like the dishes in that one scene of The Sorcerer's Apprentice.

“Man, how do you get that good at dream control?”
“Lots of practice.”

I reach over and take a slice of cake from the table next to me, and I'm about to stick it in my mouth, but I wake up.

My first dream

I was in University. I had classes with a friend who i really liked, which was a DC. At the end of the classes i find out that they separate me from that class since i was not being so efficient in my studies. We crossed some train rails where 5 trains went through and which transported people from one city to another. I felt very bad to be separated from her, so at the next day i studied a lot and became super efficient. Surprisingly at the beginning of the class they accepted me. I had to cross the rails again, so i could take the trains of the other side. It was very risky but had to be done. I went inside the classroom and there was a philosophy professor. He was boring and a bad teacher because he got mad. I sitted behind this girl, who at her side was with another one. There were some things written on the blackboard, which made no sense, actually it was like some lines and scribble. Behind me there was a friend called Augusto. After the lessons the teacher gives a bag of chocolate alfajores. But i wasnt given one. I claim one to a girl called Feli, who was at my left and she didn't want to give me one. I calmed when another friend called Oti gave me half of his. Then the assignment of the professor was to be generous and share that alfajor with another. After the assignment those pieces of cake turned into granulated pieces so it was easier to give a certain quantity of it. People start gaving it and there were some who were stingy, who didn't want to share. I didn't know to whom to give since i didn't consider none of them kind, and i was going to be left without any of it and my task would be over. Oti had left and the girl i liked dissapeared. So i holded. At the end there were like 3 groups who had a monopoly of these pieces. All people giving their "valuable item" to them, and they wouldn't give anything, they would hold everything for themselves to get even bigger and be the first. They could resist to hold it without giving some away which seemed like hard (like hardness to live such as in movies like In Time). The group i saw was composed of Mati, Joako i think, Ignacio and others. I still had a lot left since i wouldn't give it to them, it would be irrational to make rich another and me be poor. And giving it away would appear as a good heart but in reality it would have been not since after that they would want it back. So i stayed there and did nothing, didn't sympathized with these people so i wouldn't give anything to them. Different would be if they would have nothing, probably i could have been generous then.

My second Dream

I was in a building and went upstairs. We were at a very high floor and we had to go down. But the stairs to go down were hard. They were woodden stairs of 5 steps, and each floor had like a trapdoor. One had to know how to go or you would get lost. And getting lost there you could waste a lot of time since it had a lot of floors and many rooms. It was night and we were like 3 to 5 up there. We decided to go down, but suddenly a new member shows up. I decided to help him but the others werent waiting for me. So i had to remember where they went and also tell this new mate, Fran, to come with me.

My third dream

I was fighting my father with martial arts. I just kicked him in the legs and he fell to the floor.

I was with an english teacher of school, called Analia.
I was with a aunt called Analia.

My fourth dream

It was morning already, after a festive day. The streets were empty and the sky was grey but not cloudy. I was in street Bv Roca. I entered a passageway where there are houses. The gates were unlocked. An old lady came in with me. She had her face as one that drinks alcohol would look like, or have the skin like. I walk through the passageway and another lady comes from the end of the hall. There was a house there. She was dressed as an old nurse.



Something like this but in the head she had a bigger thing, like a nun but in white. She looked like Dona Florinda of the Chavo del 8. She spoke some words with the old lady but she didn't even look at me. At the same time i'd been having like a feeling of being lonely because of a loss, probably because the sister of my grandmother who lived there, who passed away like 10 years ago. I probably had to clean that place and live there on my own.

I'm not sure about the chronological order of this dream.

It's a post-apocalyptic setting again, but this time the apocalypse happened very recently; we still don't know how bad it is, and what exactly has changed. I'm walking through a facility set in a warehouse with a man in a lab coat; there's a lot of people running around with files and tablets, making impromptu meeting and talking. It's badly lit, and I feel like I'm underground, even thought I can see a boat on the otherside of the warehouse, ad the light boncing of the waves painting pattern on the ceiling. I overhear a man talking about going to live at sea, on oil-extracting platform. I point out to the man walking with me that thoses platform are limited in space and food, so that's not a viable move. He leads me to a computer and we can see the number of people killed, separated in profession in a kind of spreadsheet. He points the physicians to me, telling that one in forty got killed. The number of killed physicians is two hundreds, and the cell color is orange.
I'm outside now, with a middle aged woman, in an alley between two buildings. It's a very sunny day, the shadows on the orange walls are razor sharp, an the metallic mesh closing one end of the alley is glittering. There's also a grey plastic table against the wall to my left, with a box on it. A man with sunglasses pick something up in the box and put it in his mouth. I sprint to him and kiss him, stealing the thing in the process. It's slightly sweet and chewy, like gum. Now that I'm close I recognize David, and he take another gum; it's small, white and tubular shaped, like a rubber from the end of a mechanical pencil.
We're back inside the warehouse, with the man and David, and we learn that we have to ask for help to some people. I know that they aren't normal human, and I pick a photograph of one of them, telling the crowd that I know him, that I call him Raphael. One of the people ask him how much I know him, and I answer that he likes me in white. We decide that me and David will go looking for him.
We're on a road, in a middle of a forest; I check a map, it seem that we are in Europe, somewhere between Germany and Russia. The sun is high in the sky, but the air is pretty chilly. David got a jeans, hicking boots and a warm coat, but I'm in a white, flowy dress. It cover my arms and go down to the floor, but it's made of a light material, in lots of layers. We've been walking for a long time and I complain that we're running out of road. We finally reach a big building, well integrated into the forest, with big glass walls and dark woods. The door has a steel inlay, and I walk in with David. Inside the floor is carpeted, the wall painted white and with the same dark wood panneling. It has the slightly cushy warm of central heat. I go to the admission desk, letting David sit in one of the armchair overlooking the road. The receptionnist is a small, blond-haired woman with a tight ponytail that brush her neck. She listens to me and talks into her headset before gesturing me to go to the armchair. I give her a smile and turn around, but before I can move Raphael enter the room.
He's a towering, willowy man, crowned with golden curls. He's wearing a long-sleeved light blue t-shirt over a jean and his fingers are stained with paint. He notices me and pulls me off the floor into a bearhug, and I get a good look of his freckled, charming face and light green eyes.
Later, I'm walking into the nearby city with David, the warm of the sun nicely contrasting with the chillness of the air. We're on a very pretty, pedestrian street made of sandstone. David makes me laugh, and I can see from the corner of my eye Raphael, walking with a small group of friends ahead of us turning around and looking for me. David whispers to me that Raphael agree to help because he's infatued with me. I laugh at the idea, but Raphael big smile when he hears my laugh seem telling.


Yeah, Eli does find that there's an awful lot of people loving me recently

D1 - There is a person once sitting in a chair, now battered and taped, black leather. He was the big bad monkey, able to do all sorts of bad stuff. My choice is do I take his place, I decide not to and become new good monkey, do gooder.

D2 - I am on toweringly high platform in a kind of horseshoe shape, way above cloud level. Looks a bit like hull of a ship, I guess.
I have reached the next level of a game but need another peice, red, before I can enter the next stage.

Serious insomnia again.

In a class feeling closed off like in highschool. My friend Molly (brunette and to my right) tells me I’m dreaming and I need to trust her. I don’t believe her. I can’t be dreaming. She keeps insisting. I tell her I can’t be dreaming because I’m…here…doing something…I can’t really remember. But I’m not dreaming. Then I wake up and realize I was dreaming. -_-

My friend has a pet tiger/lion. It sleeps in her bed and everything. She saved it from being injured in the wild. I want to get a picture of myself with it because we’re living together. I’m kinda scared of it. I have a little dog that is jealous.

D and I are moving to another town 20 minutes away. I have to tell my family I’m not coming back. It feel like a big deal. I’m trying to get rid of some of my food. I have a costco bag of romaine that nobody wants. I open up a jar of herbs and flies and gnats come out at me. Gross. I set the jar aside to return to the store for my money back.

Ohio family playing bocce ball on apartment roofs. Jeremy’s new gf is prettier than his last ones but she still looks like a druggie. She is protective of her neighbor’s clunker car that they’re borrowing.

Mom is looking for a new house bc she’s pregnant. We look at one and it’s a standard 4 bedroom. We look at another and it’s an 8 bedroom. I want it. It’s a little outdated but it’s big, probably expensive. There’s a sink and countertop in the living room. And a cool room for my stepdad to sleep in when mom is up with the baby. In that area there are three rooms within one room. I plan to use the other rooms as my office and gym, but I'm not sure how my sister and I will share.

Graduated but still in nursing school. I have to take care of a guy on enhanced isolation. He’s a little annoyed but I plead with him and tell him I’m learning so much. A lot of people crowd into my room, even Mo. I tell him I tested his lat strength earlier by myself on a lat machine. Mo tells me they have to do that at home. I knew but forgot. People start talking story with each other and I can’t remember what I was supposed to do with him. I'm looking through a notebook full of dates and then remember I had a list in my pocket. I pull it out and it's incomplete anyways. Someone shouts “quiet!” and we get scolded for not doing our job and wasting our patient’s time. A baby says something moving about just wanting to love her mom so much it will make her cry (I think her mom is Jen P.) and it makes everyone “aw” and some people cry. Everyone leaves.

I woke up from a dream and noticed I had a steak knife in my hand. I figured that's what incubated my previous dream about an infomercial for a steak knife sharpener. I remembered my intention to do an RC when I wake up. I did a nose plug and could breathe. I looked around and saw that my room was in a different layout. I got up and jumped into a void. From the blackness, I tried to imagine the ocean in order to create one. Instead, I ended up in another room. I tried again and got the same result. I called for a book and reached out to the side to be handed one. It was a somewhat hefty hardback book which had the title "If you're trying to figure out the science of what you're trying to do, slow down. I noticed I had lost my balance and was spinning all over the place. Undeterred, I tried to read the book but it was all too blurry and confusing. I woke up.

Middle of Nowhere Waiting for a Bus
I'm in a small town at night, by a small road that winds past a residential area with little houses. I wait for a bus to get me back to the city, I see a bus come up. A person runs to it, a red-haired friend of mine. He doesn't recognize me though, and as I look at him his features become unfamiliar and strange.

In the bus, there are other people. The scene has changed, it is now daytime, morning, and a grey sky stretches over the field we pass to my right, a deep forest to the left. I look suspiciously at the people around me. I see a young guy with a buzzcut a little ahead of me. He's a troublemaker, been in a juvenile facility for a while I hear. There is some confusion, was he put in there as an innocent kid and the place has now turned him into a thug?

Playing Cards
I'm in an old apartment of a female friend of mine, she lived in a place similar to the one I was waiting for the bus in. The sky is grey, I can see the ambient grey light coming from the windows on my left. She has a bunch of Magic:The Gathering cards that she takes pictures of and puts on Imgur. She gets a lot of likes and makes it to the front page. I find it weird that she now collects these cards, but I rationalize it by thinking she likes the artwork. She shows a card she really likes, a black card called "Tombic Totem" (a nod to Hearthstone I believe) and says she actually understands the English name of it. I look at the card and it has a little picture of a pedestal with a skull and a candle where the text should be. It has a game mechanic called "candle" where if the candle goes out it silences (another Hearthstone mechanic) all other cards and relights. Whenever the candle is "blown out" it silences a card.

I'm out back in the backyard of a house at night. There is a fence around the grass,there is a small tent by the house. A bunch of rowdy working class people smoke cigarettes and drink tall cans of beer. I sit by a table under the roof of the tent. A friend of mine is playing Magic. I join and play. We get into a tie and have to draw instant cards and the one with the highest cost wins. We draw twice before the third breaks the tie in his favor. To my left I see an old friend who has come back from Germany. He as a lot of shiny foil special lands on the table. They look really nice, I point out one that looks like it has a hologram picture on it. I ask about it, I think I see C'thulhu on it? The cards are so precious I don't even want to touch them, my friend turns it around for me to look at it upright. The sunken city of R'lyeh?

An elderly woman is forcing me and some other people to stand on a lake known to be dangerous. She appeared to despise anyone who attempted to ask her for help. She seem to be able to signal the dangerous monster beneath the lake with hand gestures. However instead of the monster below attacking us it quickly drag her from the wooden chair she was sitting in to the bottom of the lake. My mother who is also here, ask me if I wanted anything from her. I said no as it would be no use. We could all hear her screams from the ocean depths. I didn't get to see what the creature look like nor did I understood why everything can float without sinking in this lake. The dream transition to a different scene. I find myself in father room. As I get up and walk in to the livng room, I realize I am dreaming. I see the living room bathroom door is open with no one inside. My eyes look up upstairs to see the light on and the sound of someone closing a door. I went in to father room again and continue to think about Lding.

I woke up to my first alarm at 5am and was really tired after sleeping late so fell back asleep between my alarms, knowing that I had to get up soon. I think because I knew this I fell in a really light sleep which on the one hand, perhaps, made it far more likely for me to be able to do a RC, but on the other hand resulted in me not taking my RC seriously (as my brain thought I was actually awake since such a short time before I had awoken and part of me was listening out for the next alarm). Anyway this is what happened:

I wake up in the dream and it is early morning, light but still a bit dark (corresponding with real time). I go to the bathroom to get ready - I flick the light switch and enter the room...the room is still dark. I go back and flick the light switch again and re-enter...still dark. I do it again. Still dark. I do this like 5-6x. Then D comes into the room and I say "i'm having trouble getting the light on" we look at each other and then have the same thought I should be checking my hands I bring my hands up to my face and the same time he grabs them and brings them up to my face for me. I examine my fingers but they look normal (usually I see more fingers straight away) I count them anyway but I come up with a funny number 6 or something. I concentrate and count again and keep coming up with numbers like 7 or 9 on one hand. I am really confused trying to figure how how my hand looks normal but when I count them I keep coming up with more. It's like my eyes are playing tricks on me. I either give up and keep getting ready or I actually wake up then realising it's now 5:20 am (and I know/can sense what the time is before even looking at the clock)

4/1/16
Almost forgot to write this one down haha was out all day.
Dream 1: I was at school on the last day, having to cleanout my locker. It was full of all sorts of unimaginable junk, including card games and bathroom supplies, I have no idea how that sort of stuff got in there. I had spent about an hour doing this and the end still wasn't in sight, so I went to the library. In there was a small party celebrating the end of the year with around 10 people. My brother and mum were in there, and I joined up with them. I told them I needed help to clean out my locker, so we started making our way outside. On the way we said goodbye to a few teachers and staff. Once at my locker we ended up fitting everything I had into several bags, just, so we avoided having to come back the following day. I think there was some embarrassing stuff in my locker, like a book full of nude pictures that my uncle had given me or something, but overall the process was relatively benign.

Not sure at what time I went to bed. I think it was a bit past midnight. I woke up around perhaps 5 or 6 and went to the toilet. Afterwards I had issues falling asleep again. The lucids were all after my wake up moment.

Women...
It's dusk. I'm sitting in the back of my mom's car, on the left. My brother is sitting in the passenger's seat and my mom is behind the wheel. She's feeling tired and doses off a few times. Eventually she misses a curve in the road to the right and instead goes straight ahead. I feel like we're airborne for just a moment, passing over a ditch and land into a meadow. I don't recall it feeling violent or scary at all. There was a box where you'd normally have a console, though just a bit further to the back. I managed to exercise some control over the car by using it. Once we're in the meadow I get out. There's a police car parked here as well. I move towards it and notice that the two officers inside are sleeping. They wake up and join me outside. My mom starts walking over as well. I start explaining the situation to them and they tell me to walk along. We're kinda trying to diagnose my mom. I end up walking with the cops while holding a black granny bicycle. We end up at two houses placed in an L shape. The police want to raid the one on the left, but they're missing a flashlight. My mom walks over again, talking. The police need silence so that they won't lose the element of surprise. They decide to sneak into the building on the right, to get a flashlight over there for their raid on the building on the left. On their way out they are nearly caught, but they've managed. There are now two women, Nikki and Eva Mendez. Eva had something to do with sneaking the cops into the building on the right and is slightly upset by the fact that it was a close call. I'm standing somewhere with Nikki now, somewhere inside. We're in a sort of relationship and she made some promises, something along the lines of finding me a girlfriend just like her before she leaves. We're both undressed. I go to the toilet around the corner to pee. The force of me peeing makes it splash all the way up until my bare chest. I consider asking Nikki to arrange things for me with Eva. They're the same in the sense that they're both called Eva. I know that it's gonna upset Nikki a bit, but I know she won't be leaving and she should've told me.

Ass
The brother of my friend David has posted something on FB. I think it was directed at me. It made me feel like the guy is a total ass, despite having never met him. Man, I'm pretty certain that David will bring his brother when he's coming over, but I sure as hell hope he doesn't.

Shy in class
I'm sitting in class, in a row in the back. The class is pretty much filled, though I remember only 1 classmate specifically. The teacher had been explaining something to us and asks me a question. It requires a long answer. I know that this is a lucid, but I don't wanna do it. I don't wanna mess up either, just in case this isn't a lucid. I think I might've pushed a finger through the desk at this point to be certain.

Red scorpion
I'm lying in my bed, having just 'woken up'. There's a small, red scorpion on the ceiling, quite close to me considering that I have a highrise bed. I panick a bit and make an effort to slap it away. I'm not sure if I got it. Now my ass is itching. No! Why now? Is it the scorpion?! Why am I so afraid of the scorpion anyway? It's all just a dream. I think I did something more after this, but I can't recall what.

Telekinesis! Or not.
It's daytime. I'm walking around some shopping streets. It's got a little bit of a cold season vibe if I remember correctly. There are quite some people about and I sort of evade a few streetsales people, or people who are collecting for charity or something alike. I don't really feel like talking to them. Two metres further I spot two people selling newspapers though. I spot them by the colour of their jackets, which was either red or white. One of them is a former colleague. They are facing away from me. I walk up to the guy on the right, the former colleague. I congratulate him on having been awarded the prize for best newspaper salesman. We chat a bit and he offers me a free newspaper sample. I pass on the opportunity, recognising it as a sales tactic. I move on.

I'm walking around in a semi run-down building. I walk back and forth along the same route a few times. I can't recall what's in the section which is still in good condition. I remember I said bye to someone over there though, perhaps my former colleague. In the section that's in mediocre quality is my optician. A blonde, former classmate I had a crush on is there as well. She walks away to a different area. I don't really feel like going to my optician, so I walk the other way again. I make sure not to pass the person I just said bye to again, cause that's just awkward. I walk to a part where walls are already crumbling. I clearly recall passing a big, dark green sign with golden letters that was only half intact. Guessing from the letters that were still there, it used to say Bibliotheekzaal [library room in Dutch]. I wonder what it is about this night that makes me become lucid so often. It probably has to do with the time of day. I'm having this thought as if I didn't just transition from non-lucid to lucid, but was in the same state all along. I walk a bit further and pass another crumbled wall, with a wooden plank put up against it. I'm standing in front of a door opening. The dark green door itself is swung to my side and to the left. The girl is there again. I decide not to pay attention to her. Instead I want to focus on the dream. I consider pushing my hand through the plank up against the wall, but it's not positioned very solidly. I might just end up pushing it away. Instead I decide to push my right hand through the door on my left. My fingertop rests for just a fraction of a second on the surface and then moves in. Sweet. I start thinking about how to describe this. It's like sticking your hand into a deep puddle of mud. Somewhere after passing my elbow the sensation becomes indescribable. I recall thinking exactly that: I have no clue how to describe this. I then pull out. There's a small wooden plank or a brick laying in front of me on a crumbled wall. I remember my lucid challenge with werty52. First person to perform telekinesis wins. My turn to finally win a bet! I aim both my hands at the plank/brick and attempt to make it levitate. I don't have full 100% confidence in it. There's some doubt in my mind that the object might remain there due to being cemented stuck. My vision starts to blur. I think the object is levitating, but I can't tell with 100% certainty. Fuck, come on! I try to stabilise again. I try to shout 'stabilise', but it's more like a soft shout, where you pretend to shout while actually whispering. I wonder if this is coming through to the real world. I shout 'stabilise' a few more times, but now in Dutch. In hindsight I was just doing it in the hope of it having an effect, rather than fully believing in the effect.

+ chased by some giant/tall alien thing, hiding taking cover, it moves on eventually

+ I'm lying in bed in a small room and my pet pigs enter the room. I'm happy to see them, (they have half-human faces?). I think they'll want to jump up in to bed with me and I block them with my elbows so they can't get in. One comes around to the head of the bed and puts its two front hoofs up on to the bed. It's right front hoof is placed at the base of my throat and it is impairing my ability to breathe. I'm trying to remain calm. I reach my right hand to pick up this paw and move it but it's hard to do. I think the pig may bite my hand moving it's leg. It does, lightly.

+ meeting with fellow renters about the security camera I asked the landlord to install. Landlord put up my hand drawn posters of the plans, why did he do that? On one of the colorful posters I've written "teen girl cam" in the upper right, why would I do that? Luckily my handwriting is bad maybe nobody can read that and nobody has come yet. But an adult woman renter comes and is OK with the plan but starts talking about the problem of alcohol. The stink and the noise. The other renters agree about the problems with alcohol. I'm not against solving the alcohol problem, but I don't want to be prevented from drinking in my own apartment. If not, I'd have to move, and I think about how much stuff I have, packing it up and moving it, it would take several trips.

+ entering the library/science museum, old man (celebrity?) sitting at long desk, I have my laptop but forgot my earbuds, look for and find large headphones among the computers there.

+ thinking about entry counting system, with kids leaving building they must get off their carts, fold them and take them with them as we leave, there is a large crowd, don't worry, they can carry their own stuff. Counting door openings is not sufficient because multiple people could come in at a time, and you can't know about entering or leaving. To fix this, you'd need two doors, one for entering, one for leaving. But that still doesn't work because multiple people could enter or leave at once. This is why places have one-person turnstiles: you count people going in and out separately. I imagined a single count system where there is one counter and the people coming in increments the counter, and the people leaving decrement the counter. But you'd need a special gear arrangement to deal with the problem where people enter and leave simultaneously. Maybe the mechanism could "save" up its signal and deliver it later if there is a conflict?

+ in childhood home, the front door is open [dreamsign], son S2 has arranged his sleeping bag on the stairs, he's going to sleep there? Walking down stairway and answering somebody who wanted to contact my sister, I'm saying she'll be in rehearsal so may not be able to respond.

+ (f) phone conversation, I'm simultaneously listening in and observing the person receiving the call, I hear a female voice speaking (Mandarin Chinese?), saying things I don't understand, like "min tsuh", the guy on the phone is honored at the invitation and will probably come?

+ in a BBQ superstore. People tend to buy way more than they need, they're carrying around huge piles of stuff which they've bought and don't need. Like a fancy-schmancy vegetable peeler? Who needs that fancy thing with multiple levels that drops the peeled veggies on (to the grill?), you can do with a more basic version.

+ (f) food, eating in party in a large open area?

a fragment about being on a plane going to Korea and a hole opens up and there is swirling and I think it is a wormhole that will get me there faster but I am not sure

I go back to the apartment. Someone has been in the apartment and has put my diploma in a frame on the bookshelf along with a graduation suit and hat and picures in frames of me on campus in my graduation suit but that is weird because I didn't even sign up for the graduation or buy a graduation suit so the pictures must have been photoshopped. I get an email from college with a directory of restaurants, libraries, and banks that I can use off-campus like I don't already know where these places are. I have a lot of mail in the mailbox. How did this huge letter even fit in the mailbox? It is some kind of xbox thing like I get points for playing xbox or something.