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This is the beginning of our new dream journal.

The dream started in my home but the kitchen stove and cabinet was in a different spot.

I was standing in the living-room looking into the kitchen. I noticed the stove light was on and slowly looked up above the stove at the cabinet which was closed. I heard a baby sound and looked to my right and there laid an infant baby girl on the floor. I said "This is my baby!" I picked up the baby and looked back into the kitchen. This time the cabinet above the stove was open and full of food. What stood out was the box of Cheerios. I knew there was a ghost in my home because I was home alone. I turned around and ran out the front door while yelling this is my baby! When I got outside I looked down and all I had was a blanket. An overwhelming feeling of anger and determination came over me at which time I looked back through the front door.

The baby was still in the same spot happy, laughing, and her arms was out like she wanted me to pick her up. I ran back inside and glanced at the kitchen. The cabinet above the stove was still wide open and the stove light was even brighter. I yelled again with pure rage of passion "This is my baby!!!!" So I picked up the baby again while saying "Come here sweetie" with a smile on my face then I looked into the kitchen at the open cabinet full of food for one last time . I yelled with everything I got "This is my baby!!!" then ran out the door with my baby still in my arms. I woke up saying I got the message.

Note: I talk in my sleep. I can hold hours of conversation while looking at you in my sleep but I never sit up. So from time to time I wake up talking but have no memory of what I said while sleeping. Funny tidbit though, I'm not a talker in real life.

* I was in some sort of poly-amorous foursome with my partner and a good friend, lets call her Kristy. The guy in the group was some random DC. Nothing really happened, Kristy had teased me but there was no follow through. Didn't think being blue balled in a dream was possible but now I know.

* I was in a war-zone in the middle east. I legit don't remember much past that. I mostly remember feelings and concepts of a war-zone more than the actual dream. Random mention on a cargo plane.

* I remember some guy yelling at me for cutting in line in front of one of his kids at a burger joint. It was dark out and we were making our orders at gas station pumps. His kid had really cut in front of me but the confrontation started to get violent so I just walked away. Cut to a random burger joint server offering me free food.

* One of my friends/coworkers, we'll call her Letty, was in my home town for some reason. She picked me up? All of this is very weird because I live and work a days drive away from my home town. I don't know what our destination was but I remember going under an over-pass and onto a dirt road. I knew all the back roads so I was giving her directions.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At some big mall. I meet my aunt Lisa, Carlos and their kids. She looks embarrassed to see me. Says she has been going to a doctor, has some health problems, potentially bad. That's why she is with her ex-husband and kids.
I see some people making a fuss at the door of a restroom. Some health inspector comes take note of the situation, I go see what it is. The bathroom has half a dozen toilets but all side by side without divisions and only a sliding curtain separating those waiting in line. Even more weird is that the toilets are high tech, with screens and wifi and conference calls and games, but no privacy.

I meet Ana Sofia and some friends at a cafeteria and I decide to join them. I try to eat something, but grab an egg sandwich to go. We go outside and I realize we're in Paris. It is crowded and at some point people are organizing a protest with very lights and the police is starting to get in position to crack down on them. We decide to get the hell out of there but we get separated in the confusion.
I am with some girl who has a map of the city and we try to think where the others were going. I see amazing monuments and buildings I had never seen and look for my camera. We get to a terrace with view to a magnificent area of the river, where we go on some boat with historical meaning and which takes us to see a wall on the other side of the river with amazing reliefs and paintings. There is some renowned stylist directing a photo shoot and his dog comes to the border of the boat to sniff people and befriends me. Then we hear a huge boom and the boat his hit by a big wave full of debris. I see people in the water in the middle of the debris. Our boat makes a very quick u-turn and leaves us back at the dock. They tell us another boat exploded, maybe a terrorist attack. Some people are crying because their family was in it. Everybody is scared and dispersing. My friend hands me my stuff and asks what we should do next.