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1/02/16:
I woke up a few hours early and remembered a dream perfectly before going back to bed, but I forgot to write it down so now I can't remember a thing O.o, except that maybe it had something to do with a car.

2.1.2016

Last night shift from 5-10pm

Slept from 2am-9am

[Yesterday I read a book about Just Paying attention. So I was doing it most of the day, trying to keep my attention on what I was doing. For ex. I was carrying a box, so I would say: I'm looking at my hands, I have black gloves on, I have a box, I'm walking, looking around, there are people, are these DCs, HI DC!, ... and just basically noticing things around me and acknowledging them.]

Woke up with memory of a DILD.

I am with some people when I realize I should be dreaming and lucid. I count my fingers but I decide I'm not dreaming. Immediately after that I KNOW I am ALWAYS dreaming and lucid so I recount.

I count one by one, all the way to 12 on my left hand, to make a show for those people. I'm amazed, because every one of my fingers is dressed in pyjamas. Light blue with some toys and teddies like a baby's soft flanel pyjama. When I come to 12, people are also amazed.

I walk to the window and tell them "Now I'm gonna do what I always do when lucid. I'm going for a flight". And I jump out the window.

I'm flying superman style (I normally fly in standing up position, kinda like a hummingbird) over some sand. I realize I wanted to see the Lencois Sand Dunes in Brazil.

So I bank left and there they are.

One lake is more beautiful than the other. All different colors and shapes.

Turqoise, green, blue. I can hear myself go "uuuuuu" and "aaaah" and I'm surprised and amazed at such beauty.

Little further down, also in sand dunes are some low, elongated openings to the underground. It seem to me that those are the ends of lava tubes where lava was coming out from. Not sure why, because they don't look like it. (I have been to a real one on the Big Island of Hawaii).

After all this I write down the 12 fingers, the lakes and I feel especially important part is how I realized that I am ALWAYS DREAMING. I knew I'm writing this down in a dream but I was hoping it will help me remember after I wake up. (This is second time I done this)

I'm in a sprawling garden, part of a even bigger manor. There are people everywhere; it's a rather posh party, but I'm not sure if it's for a birthday or a wedding. The trees are decorated with red ribbons and lanterns made of glass and forged iron, lighting the paths made of red bricks. The foliages is glossy and shining, the conversation are mutted and I don't know anyone, so I wander around in the garden, getting further and further away from the house. There's a lot of tropical plants around, with big, othersized leafs and exuberant forms tightly contained into flowerbeds with red brick trim. It's getting darker, and I end up finding back the crowd. People are getting seated on cushions in front of a stage carved into a cliff side There's a big red drapes framing the stage, hiding the lightsources and standing out against the dull gray stone. I see my sister in already seated on a cushion, so I go sit next to her, not knowing why everyone is here. We wait as more people get seated, my sister is typing away on her phone and I'm regretting not having mine. People keep arriving and sitting, in a very slow, endless stream. I'm starting to get bored and keep shifting on my cushion, drawing the attention of the man sitting in front of me. He got silvery blond hair falling on his shoulders, and a arrogant smile. He gets up, takes my hand and pulls me on my feet, still smiling. He drags me through the crowd to the left of the stage; there's stairs carved in the rock, going down to a tunnel under the stage. It's almost pitch black in the tunnel, but I can't still see the outline of his silhouette, crowned with those beautiful hairs. He moves his hand to my arm, right over my elbow, holding tight. It makes me feel like running, and he smiles again.

Spoiler for Nope, no running for me:

His fingers dig in my arms and he push me against the wall, his whole body close enough that I can feel him breathes. The wall feels very cold and he's very warm. He slips his knee between my legs and pushes them open, lifting my skirt. I try to grab his wrist and he grab my throat, whispering in my ear that I will behave, then let go of my throat to use his hand to do something more interesting. He's taller that me, enough that I have to stand on my tiptoes, gripping his shoulders to steady myself. My body start to buckles and I have trouble staying silent. He pushes me harder against the wall, breathing in my neck. He brings me to climax and keeps going; it's almost painful.

I stumble out of the tunnel, and the crowd is thining out, people scattering back in the garden. My sister is still here, she gathered more cushions and is laying on top of them, videochatting on a small laptop with a guy I identify as her boyfriend. They are fighting, so I don't stick around. I go back to wandering along the paths, and I meet up with a friend. We walk around a little, and she bring up the fact that I disappeared a little earlier. I tell her why and she don't believe me at all, then point out that she pegged me as more of a car type of girl. It makes me laugh and we reach a sort of round space with carts of colorful, almost cartoony fruits. I pick up a giant mango the size of a beach ball; it's half squashed and my hands get covered in sticky juice. The smell is almost overhelming, and I chuck it in a flowerbed, shaking my hands to get rid of at least part of the juice.

... Well I... Did find the silvery man again? I didn't manage to get lucid but it's something. He's still a jerk

There's a charity question : Would you cut off your other leg if seven million people were given water? I answer yes, and a happy victory music starts playing.

I don't recall where it starts, but I remember to start remembering everything that will happen. A force is taking me through the air in deep caves towards somethings. I'm dropped to a circle platform that has all kinds of mystic patters on it. The platform lies on the wall of the cave system and there's a door on the wall. A green humanoid creature in a suit appears next to me, he has no eyes nor nose, only a mouth. The humanoid creature says to me : " We have finished the Dutch Force animation. " ( Dutch Force - Deadline is one of my favorite old school trance songs). "Ooh this will be neat" I think to myself. I go through the opening in the wall and I'm suddenly in a office floor. There's a man who changes his appearance twice in a row in front of my eyes. He's name is John Je___. He said his name twice but I can't remember it. The humanoid now present me a wooden gold key thing that is the shape of a long diamond. On the top of it there's four finger-looking appendages. The humanoid suggest we would use this item in the animation."What do the letters B and F mean on the key?" I ask. "Love and ( I'm getting my hopes up ) politics". Me : "...." *sigh* I go into some room from the office and there are two guys in there. I ask the other one : " Is that youR motorcycle?" that can be seen outside. They both look outside from the window. I had pointed to a children's bike. It was supposed to be a joke, they don't laugh. I'm now watching the Dutch Force animation in a spectator- mode. Mononoke from Princess Mononone- movie rides with a limp dragon in a cave that is filled with water. The animation was so horrendous I paused the dream sequence. Even the music isn't correct.

ceiling

Don't remember much but I remember souls not having anywhere to go and these like half horse half people riding around. The dream was like a long nightmare. My girlfriend told me I was making noises like something was wrong and that i even gave her a hug while I was dreaming I think.

Okay this first nonlucid is kinda stupid but anyways... hahaha. So Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman are detectives and they enter this empty abandoned building. It is a trap. The doors shut down behind them and Xerxes shows himself. He has tens of child prisoners. No one will leave. It is revealed however that Xerxes is not the main villain and does not posses any control over the situation and decisions. Nothing happens, because the place is now full of books, thousands and thousand of them. Night arrives, and Morgan Freeman pick locks his shackles and runs to open the doors. Brad Pitt also manages to escape and he waves for the other police cars by the road. Some twenty officers come to the scene and everyone rushes in, including Morgan Freeman. Someone asks the kids why they're there in the first place. Suddenly, *CLANK!* The doors are shut. The person who shut them was... Brad Pitt! HE was the evil master mind behind everything and he's plan to get more people inside had worked perfectly. Muahaha...muahahahaha!

My brother keeps following me through-out the dream, ugh. I want to adventure by myself. I see a peacock on small hill and as I walk towards it I use telekinesis to gently pull it to me. It decides to come right in front of my nose, like a super eager child who wants to get to know who you are. It ask :" Hello, who are you?" I just reply : " Hi, I'm Mika." It asks : " What are you doing here?" Me : " Well, I would like to know your name." The peacock replies :" Gamhee." I smile at it. It's leathers are bright and colorful and the creature almost glows with friendliness. I'm suddenly back in my room in the dark and I realize I'm still in a dream as I sit up on my bed. My stabilization comes too late.

ceiling

I recall only a really short fragment. I was driving a car, everything looked somewhat blurry.

I'm at a "Dudesons" festival that is held on a steep hill. They stop the show earlier than planned, but they make up for it by starting the "traditional challenges". I see a glimpse of a man washing his teeth with mashed potatoes and some fat man naked on a van before the dream changes.

I imagine myself in some van that is rising up and down when suddenly I'm inside of a hallucination. In the hallucination I'm in near darkness and I walk to a door where there's standing a black creature. I separate from my body. I'm in an underground station at night. A train arrives and I hop in and I sit on one of the benches. A conductor comes by and asks to see my ticket. I get worried I won't find one from my pockets, then I see one lying right next to me on the bench. I pick it up and give it to him. He punches a hole to it with a machine. I decide to walk in the train. I tell a kid : " That is our stop" and I point the next station with my finger. The train stops and I step into another dark underground station. The dream hops suddenly and I'm in a large grocery store what I know. I ask the dream : " How about a dream guide?" A blonde woman starts to walk towards me, but I get the feeling that she's not my guide. I try again : " I want to meet my dream guide." The shelves nearby jingle and the same student from my high-school comes to ( the same from "Fake Dream Guide" - dream). I say : " Hey, what's up dude ! I had an idea it might be you again." He suddenly shows me his dream journal, it has some well drawn dream sequences in it. The test is typed with a computer however. "Well drawn" I tell him. "How long have you been keeping it?" I then ask. " Ten days" he replies. I look at the drawings again and say to him : " It's all fighting- dreams." He laughs.

We run down the escalators to the lower floor. There is a new floor between the two that really exist and there are only mandarins sold there. Tons of them. I shout : " Whooo!" and pick one up a mandarin, but I put it back. The dream hops us to the outside plaza/street. There are two guys, the same age as us around 16-17 years old hanging around. I start bending metal pipe with my bare hands and they look at me amazed. I flatten the pipe completely by squeezing it with both of my hands. I then see there's a brawl going on nearby between two youngsters. The other is apparently " a bad guy". Another bad guy is stretching behind them, he's preparing to join in. I won't let him, it wouldn't be fair. So I go up to him, take a hold of his and and crush it all the way to the bone. I shoot a continuous red laser beam out of my hand and I cut people in half with it. The other bad guy's arm drops off as he's running away from me. It flies through the air. I cut the top of an office building with the laser and it comes crushing down to the street. I stop the beam and then try and point my hand at a giant building in a distance. I lift my hand, and the building rips off from the ground, I'm not even trying. I feel like Magneto, I feel invincible . I shoot it in to the skies. I then try to create a door which to use for teleportation. A dark brown door engulfed in blue flames appears behind me. As I walk towards it I fear the dream will end, and so I do.

ceiling

i was in jacobs house and the we were all just watching tv. My nose wouldn't stop running and i was taking several trips to go to the bathroom to wipe it away. i remember people were prob thinking i was doing cocoaine. Then jacbobs dad came back and i was about to say catsup to him but he went outside on the patio. We were watching tv and there was a dining table pushed up against the back of the sofa. Shane joe and jacob were eating chicken sandwiches. i remember looking and nan was in the kitchen making them. I wanted one but saw there were extra so i assumed one was for me and i didn't want to say anything. In the end i got no chicken sandwhich.

After all the intense dreams of the previous month, I felt almost as though I needed a break. Didn't stop the weirdness though. Reading back over it is kind of sobering. Be assured I had plenty of mundane dreams as well!

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A sudden startling image of one of my friends standing in my back doorway. Highly detailed, as though I were right there.|
"I can hear everything you are thinking," he says. It was weird. Weird enough for me to tell a dream character in a later dream of the night about it.

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I am with my blonde host sister, although she does not exist in the waking world. I regretted not spending more time with her over the years, even though I had always regarded her as one of the shadow ones.

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I was in the countryside on a peaceful night. I looked up to see that we were mid-way through a lunar eclipse, but we were viewing it through some sort of rift or portal in the sky. As the moon passed and the eclipse ended, the warp collapse and the moon disappeared. Then, all of a sudden, I was catapulted into the air with great force and began to soar over the starlit countryside.
"I am dreaming," I thought, but within moments I had awoken.

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A tension in the air. I walk past a hooded man in sorrow outside the barred window of a sleeping woman.
"I visit her in her dreams," he says to me. "Is this wrong?"
"No," I say, "but she will never know you beyond that."

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Entity dream for certain. My room looks completely real, but it is like a strange sleep paralysis has fallen over me. I could move, but only barely, and parts of my body felt numb. I became aware that I had an extra set of arms. I investigated my body awareness and realised that I could not move one of the sets. I rolled over and bit down into one of their fists. I heard a male voice scream out in pain from within my head.
There was a shift, and I was in the bathtub of my parents' bathroom. The lights were out but the room was illuminated by the warm glow of a candle. It was incredibly realistic, as though it had been ripped straight from my memories.
'This is wrong,' I thought, and the dream shifted back to my bedroom. I was in my hammock, but could still hear the hollow slosh of the bathwater. I felt the presence return, invisible hands touching me. I encouraged the presence to approach, I was in the mood for games.

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Truly strange cognition. At one point in the night I recall waking and visiting the bathroom for a glass of water. Upon returning, I was convinced that I had to perform all my actions in reverse. It was integral to remember that in this world it was different. I even believed that everything I had been doing up to that point had been in reverse, and that therefore I was succeeding.

#14

The title is self-explanatory. This has inter-species sex. And like with everything else -- don't like it then do not read it~

I remember walking down Cerulean Cave in similar format to the one in a pixelmon server I was playing last night where I came up next to a small wall and over it I could see a mewtwo. He was the normal color but then his body began switching pallets to match the color of the shiny variant as shown in the above picture. I was ecstatic and wanted to catch the mewtwo but I fear of him defeating my team of pokémon due to them being so under-leveled.

I could then see the mewtwo turning his face to look towards me and that's when I became frightened as I thought he was going to initiate a battle with me and make me black out. I tried to head back the other way but I ended up finding myself being taken by force by the shiny mewtwo as he began to make out with me. I could feel his mouth prying open mine and his warm tongue entering inside and I couldn't help but engage in the act with him feeling lustful and passionate.

This is when another mewtwo appeared from behind and started to fuck me err....anally I guess? I honestly couldn't remember. This is where I found myself naked, whether I just became nude or I was nude to begin with. A cycle of sexual positions began within the 3-some and it felt amazing! And the mewtwos were no joke in staying firm with the act and taking lead.

Once they were done, the two did not want me to go as they began to take me out the other side of the cave. For some reason I could remember hearing my mother call out my name and for that split of a second I can see myself rushing into my living room from my room and spotting my mother sitting on the couch by the kitchen as it appeared she was watching TV. I began asking if she needed anything but my mother stated that she thought I was calling her so I went back to my room and that's when it switched back to the mewtwo scene. Both were standing around waiting for me and once I appeared again in their site the proceeded on dragging me out again into the open world of pokémon. Then I wake up...

Notes: Paired with the desire of leaving this planet and the coupling of pixelmon gameplay and the conversation with my fiancé on how Pokémon Go will turn out, there is no surprise that I would have a dream like this. Mewtwo being one of my favorite pokémon was indeed a treat to be able to have sex with...not just one but TWO (no pun intended) in a session like this.

The false awakening in midst of a dream was quite a new one for me. As when I *truly* awoke I began to think if my mother had indeed called me earlier for something and that I went back to sleep afterwords. But I knew that my mother never actually sits on the couch nor was a TV propped up against the window, where she was facing. Though I did do my reality checks just to be sure.

Interperting this dream is a no brainer. The joy of being part of the pokémon world, going into a cave and such and having sex with pokémon is something I've always wished for but the weird occurrence of being in my room in the middle of it could be a sign of how the waking reality is always wanting to stop me for wanting such freedom and continue to follow the orders of human society, my mother being a major example to this. But even after that and being taken by the two mewtwos out into the pokémon world (presumably) There is that knowlege of hope that I will indeed have that day where all my wishes will come true and no human from Earth will be able to stop them. What a great dream to start off the new month~

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• Date — 2/1/2016

• Went to bed — Around 3AM

• Woke up — 6:40AM

*Time logged — 7:05AM

• Total sleep — +3 Hours

• Stress level throughout the day — Sad and depressed due to personal issues...

• Techniques/Practices

*Daytime — RC

*Recall — N/A

*Inducing Method — N/A

• Dream Signs — The Obvious

• Perceived Length — 30 Minutes

• Emotions — Happy, Free

• Awareness — None

I go to some secluded camp resort in the middle of nowhere. It has cabins, cottages, has almost a summer camp vibe to it. It's a party resort, and this is one of their big weekends. I'm not sure if I want to stay there yet, it depends on the crowd, if there's any potential lady friends.

I run into Jason, who tries to convince me to say by offering me a large assortment of drugs in pill form (I had watched the Hungover Games yesterday, mirrors a scene in the movie). Half of the stuff he has I've never heard of, and the stuff I have heard of I wouldn't take. He hands me a bunch, and I just put them in my pocket. I do take some acid though, and decide to stay for the three nights.

The people running the place take us out into the river on a boat to some of the better swimming spots, As we're swimming in some choppy water, they promise that downriver are some awesome rapids. I'm not impressed, as this is practically my backyard, and it's mid summer, not spring, when the water is high and wild. Then I remember the pills in my pockets, surely getting ruined by the water. I pull them out, and they are still in decent shape, so I pop them all not even knowing what they are. I think one of them is extacy, which I've never done before.

Going to start taking better notes throughout the night, instead of relying on memory. At least for the more exiting dreams, this one was kind of boring except for being on dream drugs, which was pretty fun.

In the beginning of the dream my husband was with me but then he was not but I did not notice the change. We were going to Canada. There was something wrong with me physically, I think with my leg, so moving was harder. We staid at a motel on US side. As we were leaving I could not fit all my stuff in my luggage so left some unimportant stuff behind.

Once we got to Canada, I realized I forgot my passport and we missed a flight so we had to use the land border crossing. I explained about my forgotten passport but was told by the officer that it would not be a problem as long as I do not buy too much stuff per day while in Canada.

Back in the US, without my husband, I staid at same motel as before, and got same room. All the stuff I had left was still there, and I decided that I wanted a lot of it after all, mostly kids toys.

I had two lucids last night, the only thing I did different was meditating for 30 minutes before bed.

Dream 1 - When I get that feeeeling
This dream was pretty long, so there's a big segment from the beginning which I forgot

Me and a friend and I think possibly a couple others have screwed up a heist during the night or something. The building we're in is the typical giant company building with glass windows, very modern and clean looking. We make a plan to place the blame on one of the members and then safely get him away, for some reason the name Todd comes to mind. We place some stuff from what I think may have come from a dead security guard (which may be why we're in trouble) into a giant pebble bowl which has a large stone statue of a man in the centre (about 2m high). Morning comes and we're all prepared, the building we're in starts busying up. We pretend to find the stuff in the pebble bowl and the blame gets put on Todd. Poor Todd :/ but we planned for this, he's the scapegoat with a getaway car. I remember some vague understanding that we had prepared a helicopter to come pick him up, but we also prepared some other surprises for the cops. Todd gets put in cuffs and is escorted behind me with two security guards at his side. I remember looking back and seeing him as we continued to the back of the building where the cops were waiting. Todd grabbed a huge platter of food which was being carried by a waiter and wrestled for it, trying to stall for time so the plan would have a chance. He does this to two different waiters. As we make it outside it's time to activate the plan, we see two men on a bridge nearby who get sniped with tranquilizer and then jets fly over bombing them. The two security guards behind me get knocked out (I forget how) and a black helicopter swoops down. I'm now 'Todd' and I leap up into the helicopter. Hell yeah lets go!

Me and a dark skinned man are flying away in the helicopter, at some point the dream transitions to us driving a red car on the road. We're going downhill and I see Zeph walking uphill on the pavement. The guy next to me yells out "Chocolate!!" to him as we pass by. This triggers memory of this having happened already in the dream, I ask the guy what he means by yelling chocolate. He explains that it's to do with how his grandpa on his deathbed had a final wish, it was a block of chocolate. Then apparently Zeph said that on his deathbed he'd like the same thing.
The guy next to me driving the car is now a skinny redneck man with a moustache. Hmm, odd. He starts talking about how the ladies don't want him because he's older and no longer has that 'sex appeal' or something. I realize I'm dreaming, but I'm surprised the dream is so stable upon this realization. I decide to go with the flow of the dream since the guy next to me is really dropping some passionate feels about how ugly he is. I look away and look back at him, wow he's uglier now. Half his mouth swollen, oh my god that's gross O_O. He says "my face just doesn't have that sexual healing factor". I instantly think about the song, the car stops as we arrive at our destination and I hop out. "it's that feeling which gives me sexual healing" I sing loudly.
"Oh wait, that's not how it goes.. Ah!" I say to myself, but also to the moustache guy as if I was asking him. I remember how it goes now.
"When I get that feeeling, I need, sexual healinignggngngg!" me and the moustache guy sing really loudly in sync, I really exaggerated the end of it too I know that I can't sing for shit and I wondered if I was singing in my bed as this was happening. Felt pretty good though .
We're walking forward, we're at the skytower (although it doesn't look like the skytower). I decide it's time to ditch this moustachio and enjoy the lucid. I start by running and jumping a few metres high, touching a part of the skytower above me. Damn this is stable, I had a feeling that 'reality checking' may only destabilize the dream, like becoming too aware will wake me up. I couldn't think of anything to do though, so I decided I'd jump to the top of the skytower. I jump on top of the ceiling part which I touched before and look up. Wow, so high, it's completely shrouded by clouds. I crouch down, knowing that I'll have to charge up to jump really high or fly. Just as I was about to jump I wake up though .

Dream 2 - Shark and poison
I'm at home and my brother comes over. I decide it's time to move out, me and my cat leave to a trailer park place where I plan to live now. It's apparently a cult or something though, I remember being in water (like a swimming pool, but also the ocean). There's sharks swimming around so I hop out of the pool, damn sharks are scary. I'm in a fancy mansion house that the cult leader owns, I know that they're going to try poison me. The lady tries to jab a needle of poison into me but I keep dodging, she then gets a 4-barrel sawn-off shotgun poison shooter thing... It fires right at me and I try to dodge it but I think it got me. I run like hell, on the way I see my cat, she's been poisoned. I pick her and her body is limp but she's still alive, there's still a chance to save her. I'm outside running down the road, I see a person from high school and his older sister jogging together, I think they're a part of the cult but they're not after me. I see a random guy on the street and I run up to him. I tell him that he needs to look after the kids in that building (I point up towards the mansion, it seems different some how).

The scene transitions, wasn't I poisoned? I'm surprised how resilient I am to its effects. I'm drunk in an apartment now with my ex girlfriend, I now realize that I'm not drunk though... It's the poison and I'm dying. I go into the bathroom and vomit blue (apparently from a blueberry smoothie). My ex comes in, we share a moment and kiss. It's actually pretty gross though, she now has blue on her mouth (wow that really is gross O_O). If we're going to kiss I should wash my mouth first, I look into the mirror above the sink and realize I'm dreaming, I go to wash the vomit out of my mouth. I look back up at the mirror and realize that the wax has gone funny on my braces. I fiddle around with it for a while but it's really soft and not the consistency + texture it should be. Argh I'm wasting my time, I'm dreaming so I should do something. I then wake up. damn it..

I went to bed around 00:15, woke up around 08:30 and it's now 08:45. I had more dreams, but I don't wanna spend a full hour writing it all down.

Kaki lima
It's almost midnight. My friend has parked his car in such a way that it's a major hindrance in case anyone would want to pass. As my friend is busy, I'm the one who has to take care of it. First I go inside a house though. The storyline changes and it's now my cousin's kaki lima [Indonesian mobile food vendor]. My cousin comes up the stairs, just as I'm about to head out. He tells me that his kaki lima already has a wheel clamp on it from the police. I tell my cousin that I think he's joking and he assures me he's not. Crap, well I guess since I was supposed to take care of it I'll just pay the € 30ish to get it removed. He then says he was joking.

Standing outside, I pack up the stuff from the kaki lima. I white man, perhaps in his late thirties comes up to me. He immediately starts talking in Dutch and wants to order. I wonder how he knew that he could talk in Dutch with me. I tell him that we're closing up and that he can't order anymore. He keeps insisting and eventually my cousin relents, seeing the opportunity to get some money. The man orders noodles and I think a load of vegetables. Since my cousin doesn't have that, he asks another vendor for help, whose kaki lima is standing just in front of his. My cousin has now turned into one of my friends, who is trying to learn German. He starts talking in broken German to one of the two guys manning the other kaki lima, asking to make some noodles. Since I'm afraid the Dutch guy will understand German, I talk in Indonesian, but I don't remember what I say. One guy mentions [I forgot in which language] that someone should think of something, cause all he's got is regular cheap Indomie and he needs to find a way to make the Dutch guy think it's worth the money he's gonna pay.

FA
Had a FA where I took notes on my phone from one of my dreams. Either while taking notes or just after, I really woke up.