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April 21, 2016 LUCID DREAM # 16: WBTB: I am flying- initially non-lucid. I suddenly realize, I must be dreaming! High above the ground, no reality check is required! I look about and find that I am flying over a modestly sized city-scape comprised of about 60% high-rise buildings. There is fresh snow on the roof-tops. The air is clear, bright, and spring-like. I have no recollection of wind or temperature, but I am periodically flying in and amongst birds, many, but not all of which are pigeons. The frequency and variety of bird-calls is high, consistent with a spring morning...and SO REAL!! The bird calls are completely familiar from real life, although I cannot name the species.

I swoop down and snag a handful of snow off of the edge of one of the buildings with my right hand. It has the coarse gravel-like texture of the icy mix typical of New England, not the nice fluffy snow of the western USA. I rub the handful of snow under my left armpit and I can feel its cold, gritty wetness as if it I were awake and this was “real life” and I am STUNNED...floored in fact by the “reality” of this sensation and the clarity and detail of this LD.

Off in the distance I see a building whose upper reaches at this altitude and from my viewing angle is reminiscent of the outline of a favorite toy character, Gumby. I will the building to >>BE<< Gumby, and when I look back a second time, it has indeed transformed into Gumby, complete with green color, eyes, smile, arms and split-base legs! A second, far more distant building apparently has also transformed, except that it is the pinkish color of an pencil eraser, and the building’s radio/TV antenna is still sticking up into the sky. I am GREATLY amused by this!

I remember descending, but do not remember landing on the ground. I find myself on the concrete “patio” of an inexpensive hotel. I (rather brazenly) slide open the sliding glass doors and enter without invitation to find four barely-out-of-high-school aged boys lounging on the nearest of two beds, having very nearly finished off the last of a six pack of Corona beer. Four empty beer bottles and a box of Cheeze-Its are on the rumpled bedspread, and two fellows (standing) are holding bottles that have maybe an inch of golden-yellow beer remaining in them. A conversation ensues in which I ask if any of them knew if there were any women about with whom to have sex. They appear too young and demure to have seriously considered this as an option for themselves, and so they say (paraphrasing) “No, but if you want, go ahead and check.”

The end of their bed is on my right. There is a chair and round table to the left, followed by a longish counter with drawers, upon which sits a (non-flat screen) TV. There is a framed mirror on the wall. I look at my reflection. I look JUST LIKE the TV character Richie Cunningham from Happy Days! I am wearing a denim jacket. In the right breast pocket I can feel a thin wallet. I somehow know if I take it out and open it I can learn my dream identity, but I’m more interested in finding a woman with whom to have sex. I turn away from the mirror, walk past the end of the second bed in the room (on my right), past the alcove containing clothes hangers and the fold-out canvas thing hotels provide on which you can put your luggage, and open the door and exit.

I turn to look at the room number so I know where to return. It is 17. I look a second time and it has changed to 69-C! I look away a third time and when I look back it has changed AGAIN! Dammit! How am I going to find this room again where the rightful occupants seem to not object to me bringing a woman if I find one????

Out in the hall I find I am in luck. The room is a CORNER ROOM! That helps alot. I turn my back on the hall and walk to the corner, and lo and behold - right there, only steps from the door is a young, attractive woman about the age of 19. She is adorable - with a short brown hair cut like a bowl.
Me: “Would you like to have sex?”
Her: “YES!”
Me: “Have you ever had sex before?”
Her: “Yes, but I’ve never reached perfection.”
Me: “Well, practice makes perfect!” - I think to myself - I’m fucking clever even in my dreams!!!

I take her hand and lead her into the room. My God! Her hands are as soft and as real as any young woman with whom I have held hands. Again, I’m stunned by the seeming reality of this dream! I am also increasingly aware that she is not a particularly intelligent DC, and my morality starts kicking in even more. OK..she’s not a virgin...and she seems non-plussed about having sex with me even though there are four other guys in the room. Lets see where this goes.

For some reason I decide to throw back the bedspread on the bed furthest from the door which has the beer bottles and the Cheeze-Its on it to prepare it for our encounter. From that point on I never see any of the four boys in the room again. While I’ve had my back turned to this utterly adorable woman while stripping back the bedspread, SHE has stripped down completely naked! I turn back to her and she is doing light jumping jacks adjacent to the pile of her clothes on the floor at her feet. Her breasts are bouncing very provocatively to my shocked delight! I IMMEDIATELY get the impression that someone who has had sex with her before had encouraged (taught?) her to do this for their own lascivious entertainment, capitalizing on her simple nature to get her to do it. No matter, it IS very erotic, and I'm happy to be the incidental beneficiary! I love it!

I put my hands on her shoulders and lower her arms to her side and lay her supine at the bottom of the bed. I am still fully clothed. I start to kiss her and am enjoying it even though I discover she is VERY unschooled in kissing. After a moment she declares “No more kissing!” so I descend a bit to her breasts where I enjoy myself kissing, nibbling, sucking, squeezing and (frankly) manhandling her C cup sized breasts. After a moment of doing this I start to worry the next thing she will say is “No more fondling!” so I descend with my mouth even further south.

My activity in this region (to keep this no more than R rated) is having quite an effect. My hands are cupping her buttocks to insure optimal contact between us, and after a moment her hands cover mine and I can feel the pressure and her muscle tension building in her thighs. She suddenly grabs two handfulls of sheets and I hear her say. “Oh, god......ohhhh, god......OHHHHHHH, GOD!!!!!! I look up without breaking contact. Her eyes are wide, her mouth open, and her chest is convulsing. I am EXTREMELY pleased with myself. She asks “What was THAT????" It suddenly dawns on me this woman has never before had an orgasm...and is in fact not even AWARE of the word “orgasm” to describe what just happened! I reflect back on our first conversation and respond “That was Perfection!” Her (almost shouting): “Perfection!!! I reached PERFECTION!!!”

The last thing I remember before waking up is laughing at her joy and her exclamation. Wake time = 4:53am.

LD2 of the night. Details are a bit fuzzy as a FA followed by another LD occured. I am in an area with a large body of cold water, similar to a large outdoor pool. I am drifting around the perimeter looking at all the people inside of it. Something feels strange, so I do a nose-lug and breath!I turn left and head around the corner overhanging the frozen semi-frozen pool. I rise to an area which slowly ascends to the roof of a building. I shout to the dream to help me develop my lucid abilities and channel energy into my mind. At this point, the dream goes void, but I resolve that I will not allow the dream to end. I continuously rub my dream body while holding focus and remaining present. I try hard to stay cognizant. It is still dark for a bit, and I appear underneath a blanket with a FA leading to another LD.

Early LD of the night. I'm talking to a lady who's preaching about a religion of some sort. I shake my head and tell her I'm a lucid dreamer. I tell her "you need to do a RC". I plug my nose, breathe, and become lucid. I start running rapidyly down the street, interested that this scne is a much more hustle-bustle feel than many of my LDs. I find my way inside a building with a window situated on a second story wall with a blue light shining through it. I fly up to float through. I land on a patio in front of a bush resembling an area of my childhood home. I jog my memory and resolve to increase my lucid abilities. I channel electrical energy into my mind to do this. The dream feels as though it's fading and I begin rubbing my dream body to stabilize. It goes void, but I find my way down a city street and make my way up a set of stone stairs toward a hotel. I decide if I'm going to pass through the wall or fly to the top of the building. I also consider making a portal against the wall, yet decide with flying upward. As I do this, a void comes. I begin to visualize another scene to keep going, yet I wake up at this point.

I had a pretty lousy first part of the night, waking up at 4:40 with no dream recall yet. I jot down the time, so at the very least I can write that down in the morning, then roll over and go to sleep.
I find myself in a non-lucid dream. I'm in my room with 3 people I know in real life, they're a couple with a baby. I'm holding the baby, and he's screaming at me and crying. I'm worrying what the parents are thinking, he seems so angry at me in particular. They take him and try and put him to bed, and I realize we're in my bedroom, in my house, and they're putting the baby to bed in my bed. Before this can sink in and I can get lucid, they're suddenly all naked. Baby, mother and father are absolutely naked with a Sims 4 style blur over their parts. I walk out of the room, kind of stunned and unsure how to proceed. I walk downstairs. On the counter, there's a Subway Restaurant cookie in a bag, and for some reason this transfixes me. I have a strong false memory of buying the cookie, but everything about the cookie being there feels off to me. I'm so, so close to lucidity when I'm startled by the baby running down the hallway into the kitchen and the father following. They're still naked and still blurred out. I finally reality check, and of course I'm dreaming. I look around the room for an object to eat before settling on a magazine. I grab it off the side table beside the back door and take a bite. It tastes like when you lick an envelope, but stronger. I take two more bites for good measure, but it's pretty gross. I turn to my mother, who's materialized in my kitchen, and inform her it tastes just like you'd expect paper to taste. I walk out the back door, remembering that i have to drain the colour out of an object. I find almost everything is covered in snow, and therefore already colourless. I notice a blue flower pushing up out of the snow at the back of the yard, so I settle on draining the colour from it. A kneel beside it and start, but once I do I realize it's hard to tell if I'm making progress because the blue is already so light and close to white. I focus on the centre - the flower resembles a daisy with a bright yellow centre - and the colour runs out like water colour paint. I remember that my third goal, a personal one, is to swim. I know I'll need to teleport for this. I fall backwards, but it doesn't work. Now I'm just lying in my backyard in the snow. I start to roll towards the house as fast as I can, picturing a beach. I find myself in a washed-out, not very vivid sand dune scene. There's no water, and I'm not very stable. I don't want to be there. I decide that when I turn around, a new, better scene will form, but don't choose specifically. I find myself standing behind my old elementary school, but instead of a school it's a factory in an industrial area. I decide that I want to fly around an industrial area. During the dream, I felt like this was a goal of mine that I'd decided on ahead of time, but flying around an industrial area has never crossed my mind before. Regardless, I try to take off and am having some trouble. For whatever reason, I kneel down in the grass I'm standing on and punch upwards with both hands. This works very well, and I sort of blast off into the air. I fly over the school and see the name on the side of the building isn't correct. I say it out loud to myself, but I didn't recall it when I woke up. I fly over the roof, which has brown shingles which don't exist in real life. I notice all these things. On the other side of the building are smokestacks, power lines, big factory buildings and all these huge metal spirals painted yellow sticking out of the ground at an angle. They're many stories tall and and more than an arms length around, but they don't look surreal. I fly towards them, Superman-style, but find I'm losing altitude. Instead of being bothered, I extend my arms behind me, like a jet plane. This works better, and I regain altitude and get more control. I fly to a spiral and push off with my feet, doing a back flip then push off another one. I notice two young children, both boys, and their mother. If they're based on real people I didn't recognize them, and the mom was leaning over so I couldn't see her face anyway. I remember my goal to see a recurring dream character once again, the woman who pulled me out of bed during my first ever induced lucid dream and once appeared and vanished a window when I was getting frustrated at not being able to faze through it. Since she never looks quite the same, so I figure that lady could be her. I picture her face as I fly towards her, then make her look up. I'm shocked when she has no face at all, just smooth skin flanked by brown hair. I start vibrating and losing stability and I hear a strong ringing in my ears as the faceless void fills my vision and consumes me.
I "wake up", but it's not a real awakening. I'm in my room but it feels smaller and there's green light emanating from under my bed. It's also pitch black outside. I don't notice this right away, because my alarm was going off. The radio voices were flawless, so realistic, and the clock reads 7:30. I freak out, because I need to be out the door in the mornings at 7:20. As I panic, the alarm stops itself. I look over and the clock reads 6:45. My alarm wouldn't have gone off yet. I nose-plug reality check, and find I can breathe. It's not my normal full breath though, it's raspy I feel like my nose is half plugged. To double-check, though I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, I push the heel of my fist into the wall. While it doesn't faze through, I leave a deep dent in the wall easily. I get up and walk downstairs. My mother is walking up, so I nonchalantly redirect her down. I am not in the mood for dealing with a DC and the stairs were only wide enough for one. I want to resume my fly. I walk outside and kneel in the grass, repeating my technique from the previous dream. My sister takes off beside me, and I figure it'll be fun to fly around the neighbourhood with her, albeit a version of her entirely in my own head. I punch up, and a huge hydro-electric tower has suddenly materialized in my flight path. I remeber thinking "Who built our house so close to a hydro line?" and losing some lucidity. This actually happens a lot, I can think of at least two or three dreams where hydroelectric towers get in my way when I'm flying. I land on it. My sister has entered one of two tree houses on the tower. Both look like mud huts with thatched roofs, and one is at the base while the other is just above me, maybe halfway up the tower. I decide to climb over to the upper hut. There's only a small step up between me and it, but the step is sizzling with electricity and has a "Warning - High Voltage - Do not Touch" sign, and a protective cage around it on all sides but the one where I need to step. I'm not totally lucid, and electrocution doesn't sound fun. I yell "This tower is f*ing hard to climb! And I can fly! F*ing ridiculous!" I'm not the type to swear, but my anger was irrationally intense. I couldn't think straight and just fly away.. I eventually climb around the box, but by the time I do I'm not lucid anymore. I arrive at the tree house where my sister and friend E are. E says she's looking for a plastic tiger we used to play with when we were little kids, and mom who has suddenly materialized on the porch tells us the tiger isn't really in the tree house, she just told us that to my sister wouldn't get homesick at summer camp. She'd thrown it out years ago. I nod along to this, because in my non-lucid state that sounds logical. The actual director of the summer camp where we went as kids arrives on our lawn and asks if we could add honey to a bowl of lemon meringue filling he's carrying. My father exits the house with a box of Honey Nut Cheerios, saying something along the lines of he took out all the nut Cheerios of only the honey ones were left. He dumps them in the bowl, and the director whisks them into his filling. I wake up for real, at 5:50, slightly relieved I don't need to eat chunky lemon meringue pie. I also had apparently crossed my legs funny at some point, and had really bad pins and needle in my right foot. I kind of wonder if that affected my dreaming.

Had a dream that my father put about 5 piranha looking fish in my Betta's aquarium. I was worried and wondering why my Betta was always near the bottom of the tank and didn't swim as much as he used to. Then out of no where, that's when i saw the piranha type fish swimming around my tank . I went to ask my dad why he had put the fish in the aquarium, but i forgot what he said to me. When i walked back into my room, i saw the vicious fish attacking my poor Betta and biting it. I was afraid to look any longer, and woke up.

It was cloudy, grim afternoon. Storm clouds were high up in the sky. I was at a graveyard with my mother, we took some tools to clean graves of family. I looked around and saw a huge ball of dirt, grass and other plants. It was growing up and slowly rolling around the graveyard. It's speed was increasing all the time, and when we were halfway to grandpa's grave, it rolled with really high speed, leaving only a dirt path behind. Mother was quite surprised how fast it rolled. It turned towards us and we had to jump out of it's way.

I had a bunch of dreams last night. The most I have remembered in a while. I think it really helps that I told myself the night before that I needed to remember them so I could write them in my Dream Journal. None of them were particularly long or vivid. But I'm glad I remembered what I did.

Dream 1:

I was in my old childhood neighborhood. I saw a nearby house (one East of the school) had burned down. Then as I watched I saw a big truck some barreling down the street and smash in to the house next to it. It was quite shocking I hoped the people inside were okay since the truck took about a third of the house down.

Later I am in the house next to the two that had been destroyed. I am with a former roommate Bonna and a few freinds. I told them I had a really bad feeling about staying in this house. I was sure that this house was next to be destroyed. I finally convinced them to evacuate. It was then like a treehouse because we were climbing down a ladder. I'm pretty sure that I noticed a fire in the house as soon as were were down.

[This was inspired because I had looked up my old neighborhood on Google maps before bed.]

Dream 2:

I was walking down the street in a neighborhood near the church I went to growing up in LA. I suddenly realized that I could fly. I don't think I was lucid, yet some of my actions were similar to things I do while lucid. I flew slowly straight up in the air. I started to have trouble getting very high. I knew my trick for flying was to not push myself higher, but to make the scenery move around me. So I focused on the scenery getting lower and lower around me, and I saw that I was getting quite high. But then I found myself under some power lines. I've heard that this is a problem for some lucid dreamers, but I've only had this happen once before. I realized that I was very close to the energized lines. I could hear a buzz and feel my hair start to stand up on my head and arms.

[This was also inspired because I had looked up my old neighborhood on Google maps before bed.]

Dream 3:

I don't remember how this dream started but I found myself in a large room. I had no pants on. I think I was doing laundry. But then these guys started coming into the room to play video games. I think Kasey, Daniel, and David were there. I tried to get my pants on quickly before they noticed. I should have gotten lucid on this one.

Dream 4:

I was in a Japanese store buying what was called "noodles" but it looked more like a crumbly cake. The Japanese man who ran the store asked if I were traveling. I said, No, I was local.

Dream 5:

I went in this large kitchen. I was barefooted. I noticed something on the ground right in front of the fridge. As I looked closer I saw that someone had stepped on a tarantula. Its body had been squished, but it was still alive and trying to walk and pull it's mangled body with it. it was a horrible sight. There was a huge amount of white paste-like guts coming out the back of the spider. I wanted to kill it and put it out of its misery, but I had no shoes on and couldn't step on it. But I didn't know if I could have anyway.

[This was inspired by an incident that happened earlier that day where I found a big black widow and tried to kill it with a shovel. I only hit it's body the first time and had to give it a second whack. Hate when that happens.]

Dream 6:

I was trying to sleep. I realized that my bed was in a crowded mall or airport. I was in a smaller room that was just off the main area, but the head of my bed was right were the opening of the room connected. It gave me a weird feeling to have all these strangers walking within a few feet of my head. I thought of trying to move my bed further into the room so I wouldn't be as close. But then I started hearing what I thought was hypnagogic audio hallucinations. I could hear a man's voice clearly talking in my head. I remembered the times that I had been able to write down some of those weird things that were said in hallucinations in the past. I wanted to start writing down what I was hearing. I carefully found a pencil and paper without waking myself up completely. I started to write down what the man was still saying in my head. I no longer remember what was being said.

Dream 7:

I was starting a hike with friends. I realized that I wasn't as prepared as I thought. I didn't have on my hiking boots. I had on sandals with a pair of socks. I tried to remember where we were hiking. This could work if we were hiking through water.

Dream 8:

I was sitting with my family. My dad (who passed away many years ago) was there talking to the family. I remember feeling happy about this, but at the time I didn't realize why.

D1 - I was writing a letter in an agreed code to the love of my life. I was communicating in the way we had agreed in a language only we understood. I was working away when somebody started nosing asking me what I was doing. Then there was someone else sending a letter, too her, a normal letter. I got annoyed that they were sending her things and started to question whether I was right or not.

D2 - Some dark dream about large enemies in a dark inky watery world. A struggle for survival, repeated over and over.

D3- At work I am feeling the emotions carried over from the previous two dreams, I am distraught, feeling too many emotions, saddness, anger and hopelessness all overcoming me. A boy is goading me and even though I know I will lose my job I chase after him, meaning to hurt him, I gets some steel prongs and catch up with him on a stairwell. We struggle and I hit him, bubbling over with anger. I hit him again aiming to kill him though at the same time not wanting too. He just looks at me strangely not retaliating.
A teacher is coming and I know they will put me in prison.
I know then that I am dreaming and change the prongs into broken peices of a plastic spade, harmless. They can harm no one any more.

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I realise the boy of course is me, when I was younger
who I blame for the mess I am in now
although he obviously intended no harm

The dark world is the world I have been living in I think.
just fighting for survival.
I walk out of that dream into a calm place on a seashore, I sit feeling the calm and peace wash over me.

I think I know the first dream too but it is a bit to personal and near the bone right now.

User '101Volts' replied to my thread with a plethora of info on dreams and reminded me of premonition or 'precognitive' dreams, dreams which seem like they predict the future. I'd suggest checking my thread on dream influences to read their entire reply.

The first instance of this happening to me was back in primary school. I dreamt that I was in school and walking to the playground when one of the girls I knew ran past me in a blur. About a week later the same thing happened but in real life. I had to stop and stare for a bit, trying to process what had just happened.

I had a dream that I was going to watch Peter Pan the musical and they needed a Tinkerbell so someone dragged me out of the audience and asked if I would do it. I didn't have a chance to agree before I was thrown into a costume and told to react like her (she didn't have any lines). So the whole play I'm just kinda jumping around like a maniac hoping my wig won't fall off. Weird.

Preface:

I have been completely pre-occupied with flooding in my area. It rained for about 3 days straight- Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Most of the areas here are flooded. All of the school districts were shut down, many homes and businesses had no power. My office was closed, so I have been working from home all week. Yesterday we lost power for a short time, but other than that things have been okay on my end. I have been very exhausted and unable to sleep. Last night I was finally able to sleep at a decent time. I didn't recall much, but this is a lot for me as I have not been able to recall anything in days.

DR 1
I dreamt I was in my cubicle, seated at a chair. I was trying to go to sleep, but I kept being interrupted by random things going on at work.
There was a lady in the cubicle in front of me. I knew her; she used to work with me last year. She was dressed up very nicely and had on bright red lipstick.

DR 2
I was a third party, and I was watching a lady. She kept lying to people about things. She had a apparently lied to this guy about something serious...killing someone? Her friend went to a hotel room and covered it up for her. He even made it look like someone had blown the elevator doors open. At the end of the dream, she is sitting at a picnic table with her friend, and she is telling another lie to someone else. It looked like that was going to go on forever.

DR 3
I was making a miniature Christmas tree to match the big one that was already set up. I did this while sitting right next to a huge 7 foot tree. I was making mine a personalized version, because it had photographs on it. There were a lot of icicles everywhere. I was happy doing this, very content.

DR 4
I received a phone call from a man with a thick Southern accent. I didn't like what he was saying- he insulted me. I told him I didn't want to talk to him anymore. I received a second phone call. This was from a lady. She started saying that she knew the guy I just talked to. So, I told her he was creepy and to be careful- I said a bunch of things warning her about him. All of a sudden the guy was on the phone saying "haha it was me all along- I changed my voice". I freaked out and told him to leave me alone and stop calling my phone. I was very mad and upset.

Dream 1: I was talking to my freshman year English teacher, having lunch with her in her classroom.
Dream 2: I was babysitting a little boy and a little girl, and everything was going fine until they got ahold of some questionable substances and injested them. I tried to prevent them from doing this, but they managed to obtain the materials; afterwards, I was trying to explain to them why it was bad to eat what they had eaten.
Dream 3: My friends and I were by a lake, with a forest around it. We were playing a game of some sort, because we were at a camp. I ran and ended up by the lake, where people were swimming and playing. Then I was in a lazy river with a murky bottom and warm water. I was swimming near an outcropping of rocks that a random woman told me were called "the gateway". I asked her what that meant, and she explained that it connected to another river, where Koi and alligators lived, and that the Koi would swim through the tunnel into this river, where Koi and turtles lived. Apparently, they did this once a year, and when they did it was magnificent. They would then battle the turtles for control of the river.
We waited, and eventually large glowing Koi came through, with many patterns and shades engulfed in a soft gold light.
I woke up.

Hannah was disguised as Kim
Kardashian, damn, she looked so hot. It was weird, we was in a weird scenario. I didnt exactly know what happened but Brock lesner was there from ufc/wresling. Anywho, hannahs mum was there, it was her birthday and shraon and Jack appares too, hannahs brother and auntie. She was smoking a ciggarette and Hannah have her device to monitor her levels while she smoked it. She put it on her foot while her sick was on, I asked why not take your sock off? I don't remember the reply. She puts margies presents on the bag and the thing that stands most in the cake haha. I'm walking upstairs and Margie is going to the bedroom, I say happy birthday and give her the stuff, I expected a hug but then I got that awkward feeling and we went down stairs and as an looked in the bag she said "another scotch".

Nothing last night.

Woke up this morning at 7 remembering:

I'm in a "school/university situation". The different buildings are in a hilly landscape near sea, it must be summer because the grass is dry and yellow. We are staying in a bungalow with a group of students. One of the walls is almost entirely made of glass, with big sliding doors. It's very windy outside, more than windy, it's a storm. I say to my boyfriend (I'm younger in my dream, he's now my husband) that I'm afraid that the parasol and the sign are going to be blown away. He says "don't worry, it's not that bad". But I see the sign disappeared already and now the giant parasol is going up in the air. I see animals are loose outside, white and brown ones and I ask my boyfriend if they are our calves. He says "No, they're from down there" and he points his finger to show me.
In the same dream I'm in one of the school/university buildings. I have to get back to the classroom but (of course, I think that happens all the time) I can't seem to find my way back. I walk with a girl I know, when she enters a classroom I want to follow her, but don't recognize the faces of the other students. Not the right place. I continue looking, on different floors, until I finally it. I'm too late, most of the others have already left. I can see that the teacher (my secondary school's maths teacher) has handed out a large book and two big sheets about economy. I wonder how I can get them as well, but I can't even find my bag and my computer. I ask my boyfriend if he knows where they are. He's impatient, wants to leave, to go out, have fun and get drunk. I'm upset, because I'm tired of looking for the classroom and my stuff and instead of comforting me, he only wants to go out and drink. He shows me where to find my things anyway. They're hidden behind a big desk chair.

After writing this I still felt sleepy so I tried a WBTB. I slept again, quite long, woke up with a headache and no dream.

i had woken up at like half six and went to get a drink and stuff even caught up on some soaps I hadn't finished watching the night before. But one thing that was going through my mind was I couldn't for thee life of me, recall anything dream wise.

I am so exausted at the moment so I just shut off my phone and went back to sleep with the thought of how I need to start recalling my dreams and boom.i have a lucid.

I was at this holiday place with animals everywhere. I met a lady who worked there and told me I was welcome to work here because I was so good at working With animals. But as I was talking to this young lady I looked to the floor and when I looked back she was a middle aged old woman.

I was like i m not passing this oppotunity up so I shouted in her face IM DREAMING and then ran of demanding clarity. Obviously the first thing I wanted to do was talk to the guy I like so I shouted that I wanted to see him and sure enough he appears.

But I have this problem in dreams where once I know I'm dreaming my eyes refuse to stay open but I just kept repeating I CAN DO THIS and demanding clarity and it just about worked. But when I found the guy he was at a sleep over thing. I layer next to him and he told me we can't keep this secret any longer (what secret I don't know) he went to sleep and I closed my eyes next to him.

When I opened them I was back in my bed room. And I immediately picked up my tablet to write it down, I was like false awakening? No. i can read.


The eye thing happened in my last lucid too except I couldn't control it. So I guess baby steps and yayayayay I had a lucid. And I'm glad because my motivation was begging to frail.