8th August 2021 Fragment: At one point I'm in the bedroom with H. It's morning but the light is wrong. The sun is towards the end of the street. We keep hearing noises outside interrupting our sleep and we check out the window a few times. At some point through this we hear a woman and man, struggling or fighting, we think. H looks out the window and asks her if she's OK and if she needs help. She says it's fine, but I think the man is upset still. They look fairly local I think. Then a taxi thing comes by and picks both of them up? It all happens somewhat fast. Later, we're in the car. We go around the roundabout in front of where the civic centre is supposed to be. We remark on how it was all changed, with this newer and bigger roundabout that has a glass dome building and gardens and so on in the middle of it. I comment "but still, there are no seats? what's wrong with people? first they don't like being outside, then they need to be outside but aren't allowed and then they are allowed and there's no incentive". Fragment: Something on a space station. Me and H are reclaiming it or something and we need to get something, I don't know what, some modules maybe. I remember seeing the station from the outside, in a sort of 2.5D view and it has glass on the side, or is shown as a bisection, like in some 2D and 2.5D games. Notes: - The arguing couple may partially be residue of one of the couples in our street, who are frequently getting into domestic arguments, and the man has been arrested on occasion. - The angle of the sun would have suggested mid/late afternoon, but the colour and so on indicated morning. - My thoughts on the roundabout mirror some of my waking/conscious thoughts on that sort of topic. In the dream, the area inside the roundabout was much larger than in reality and partially under construction. Come to think of it, the way we were going around it was reverse to what it should have been. - The space station is probably some Starbound residue.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP On my way to meet some professor I am supposed to interview while we take a journey on a hot air balloon for a radio show or podcast. It's the end of the day and rhe sky is gorgeous with pink clouds, so I am rehearsing in my mind the description I am going to make during the broadcast. I am on the highway, but not actually driving inside any car, more like flying or sliding through it. Then I wonder why not just take off and go straight to me destination if I am flying? I do and the ground becomes like a 3D google map. I keep my focus on where I want to go and turns out it is to the church hill in my hometown. I land there, at the base of the hill and then walk it up. But instead of the church, there is some other building on it, like a university and I wonder where I am supposed to go, so I enter the lobby and look around. I see no one that looks like the professor, so then I look back to outside through the glass doors at the entrance and I spot a very low key dude sitting in a table on a corner right outside the entrance. I wonder if it is him and so I go back outside. He is on the phone with his wife and has a sort of pager bipping on the table. He makes a sign for me to wait. His wife is yelling at him to check his pager as some friend is coming over or something and she wants him to drop everything and go home. But very calmly he tells her no and says he won't even read or reply to any messages. Then he gets up and shakes my hand. Says it's late and we can't go on the balloon anymore. I tell him I am sorry, but feeling confused why then we arranged to meet in the evening. I ask him to suggest then what we can do. He tells me we can do something different and then starts singing. He has an impressive voice and he sings a Coimbra fado. He suggests he can do some singing and then we talk about his project. But he also says it won't be today as he will just show me what he is working on. He tells me to follow him to his office. It's when I notice everyone is staring at me. Because I am dressed in lolita style, with socks over my knees with ribbons, fluffly skirt and a couple of braids. Also carrying a black leather hand bag. The university students are making funny comments and laughing and when they see us entering his office, I overhear some people making dirty jokes. They think I am a prostitute satisfying his weird fantasies and that I carry certain type of objects in my bag. He also hears it but he completely ignores it. I admire his cool. So he sits at his desk and shows me some logaritmic equation and guides me through it showing the answer at the end is "pp" and that is supposed to be a good spicy math joke. I find it silly, but I smile and I wish I could still remember how to solve such a simple equation. Then we discuss our main project which is the integration of his website with the one from my own department and university, joining two entirely different fields in a collaborstive project. At this point, a couple of his female colleagues in their late 50s come in and sit at his invite. He then goes out briefly and they start with innuendos that I am derailing the professor's marriage and that I should be ashamed. And I am like "WTF? you have no idea what we are working on!" and I am pissed how much people assume because of me being a young lady with a certain look. Then they mention his wife and they know he ignored her calls because she then called them. They also mention I might not be actively trying to seduce him, but they can see it in his eyes that he is attracted to me me and I actually feel flattered. I thought he was totally cold and uninterested but know I kinda like the idea.
I was in a valley that had huge platforms and the army was coming monthly to ritually transfer raw materials to the people there(edited) And I was able to fly kinda On the way there at night some **** kept annoying me so I tied her up and threw her down a mountain and she rolled into a giant oven to which the entrance was a large platform of almost melting hot steel and she burned alive in that(edited) I kinda felt guilty and condemned because I already killed a few innocent people in my dreams Then I saw the transfer ritual , a bunch of people and trucks on top of eachother just circling in a weird way and I only heard loud scratching noise of iron or something rusty idk After that I was babysitting a little girl who was kinda sweet , really interested in the world, and we and some people went to a Berber village , and I had a slingshot thing that made getting to rooftops easy, and I was in an assassin robe for some reason, hood and all I was kinda relieved when I woke up and realize that I didn't kill anyone
Updated 11-19-2023 at 12:13 AM by 92016
Created Friday 20 August 2021 Got an LD and some fragments today. Scrap Group 1 Various dreams about being at work. There was a terribly long backlog of th False lucid dream (I "knew" it was a dream state, but lacked true awareness). I launched myself into outer space. I cruise through a few solar systems. I also fly into a nebula, where my view was obstructed by space dust. Dream 1 - August/September TOTM 2021 Advanced Task I The visuals were a bit dim. I was in the backseat of a van on the road. My younger brother was driving, while mom, my niece, and someone else were in the passenger's seats. Heavy rain obscured the roads cutting through suburban shopping centers around us. Feeling tired, I lay down to take a nap. I notice some "hypnagogic sensations", including sounds similar to wind and chimes. I concentrate for a WILD attempt, only to get interrupted by my niece whining about something. Burying my head in the seat, I make another go. Once again, more interruptions, this time through my younger brother blasting the stereo with music (pretty sure it was Sonic Adventure music). Groaning, I seat myself up, and forgo further attempts. I look out at the rain, disappointed. That when I start noticing how peculiarly groggy I'm feeling. I think this over, but couldn't justify how that's such. This brings me very close to awareness. I open the nearest door. The pavement below scrolled by rapidly. Seeing as much made me hesitant to exit. I take a deep breath, tell myself this was most likely an illusion, and take the plunge. It was a bumpy landing, but I notice I was somehow able to keep up with a moving van. Proof enough I was indeed dreaming. Satisfied, I wave the others away, and launch myself to the storm clouds. Things deteriorate into a grey void. I quickly think of a task. The superhero task was first in mind, though I sensed I probably didn't have time to try that. So, I instead try one of the TOTM's. "All right, dream", I call out. "Show me the greatest musical experience!" A few seconds later, I notice jazzy music sounding in the distance. As it becomes clearer, I identify it as a song from Cuphead. Pretty good, for sure, though I was looking for something unheard of. Several more Cuphead tracks played, much to my disappointment. I almost give up, when finally, I hear an unfamiliar piece. This starts with a horn duet playing a tense, dissonant tune. It was an amateurish performance at best, neither tempo nor pitch remaining steady for significant lengths of time. But then, an entire big band ensemble accompanied the song. In contrast to the horn duet, the rest of the band were real pros. Such a juxtaposition only added to the tension. A really curious, thought-provoking piece, indeed. At that moment, I found myself walking through a vast sound studio. I could see the band, each standing/seated behind a mic set, playing their respective instruments. The two horn players were in the center, while the other instrumentalists surrounded them in a box formation. Everyone there were dressed in expensive suits. About a minute later, the song goes into a percussion solo. The drummers played a low, quick beat on their cymbals. There were occasional crescendo's, though it was never played loudly. Following that was a bass solo. Oddly, the "bass" was actually a viola. The player, a middle-aged light skinned woman, plucked the instrument with great disinterest as it stood on its own chair. The song seemed to end there. But, the silence breaks with a sudden, blaring crash. With the song over, the musicians celebrate with cheers, hoots, whistles, and handshakes all round. The dream collapsed shortly after.
Updated 08-20-2021 at 08:47 PM by 89930
3 distinct recall periods, and one long vivid/present dream to finish things off, a good night and welcome improvement! Bedtime 22:30 3mg melatonin about 22:00 Final waking 09:23 Still moving immediately after waking, but thinking of recall very soon after waking Nothing written until morning. 04:00 [early] + [something with people in places -- forgotten] + I'm driving a car at night I'm stopped at a stop light at a T intersection (on the vertical leg of the "T" facing the top bar on the right hand side of the street. I'm waiting for the green light. I notice that the light has turned "grey", the lower circle that is normally green has turned grey. I'm anticipating the green, I'm preparing to turn right. The light turns green, and the guy behind me honks as I'm beginning to move, I think he's really impatient. I make the right turn but something's off: on top of the road is a huge, tall pile of loose dirt, the entire roadway has been covered with it going on in that directly. I'm a bit concerned about being stuck, I realize this is a construction zone and I need to get out of here. I turn around and head back to the intersection, driving in the tamped-down area of the dirt in the middle. The car drifts a bit to the right and I'm a bit concerned but it holds straight enough and I enter the intersection, now preparing to turn left at the light, which is still green for me, there are a lot of cars in the oncoming direction. The light is turning red but I decide to complete the turn regardless. MILD, SSILD, recall, relaxation just couldn't grasp one of the earlier scene sequences Visualization, some dream arm floating started, some dreamlets 06:30 Still awake, but getting drowsy Go for full relaxation, "give up," "let it happen," "stop trying" [mid] + FA, check clock, it's 11:23, boy it's late, time to get up + Outside jogging, I decide to get some exercise, I'll probably sweat, but I feel light on my feet, I'm wearing sweat pants. It's early morning, buildings/shops are not open yet, see women in headcoverings outside [Muslim?], I'm thinking about location and directions, the place I need to get to is ahead and to the right. I run up to some buildings, I think it's a bank, there's a man standing there. I turn right run past closed bank, into a still-closed suburban business district 09:23 [late] + [dreamlet] Looking at a rectangular sign with red LEDs forming words, on top of garage roof + ... standing inside some area with some people (not seen) looking out into a terrace. There is an oversized grey couch there. I am really liking the look of this thing: it is very long, very wide, with ample room to sleep on. I think you could sleep with your SO there very comfortably. I'm going on and on about how attractive and comfortable that couch looks. I'm outside (on that couch) lying down to sleep. I wake up, and there is a deja-vu sequence about waking up and reaching for my retainer, which I'd put aside on a side table when lying down to sleep, this repeats at least once. There is now the issue of paying the hotel bill. There is a group of who slept on that terrace (it's a hotel apparently), had coffee and breakfast (which I didn't remember), and now we are being charged as a group for it, despite us not being "together" in any way. There is one young man who cannot pay his bill, "I'm trying to get home" he says. I'm grumpy that we have to pay the way of this young freeloader who can't pay his bill. I'm closely examining a pile of receipts detailing the costs and who they're for, but can't make much sense out of them. Still grumbling about paying, our group gets on a bus. There is a woman in our group who decides to foot the bill for the young man. She takes out a large wad of cash in order to do so. I think that I should show some Christian charity and pay for his bill as well. On the bus I take out my wallet and want to pay the woman, I take out my wallet and my cash is strange looking, like colored paper and receipts. I want to give her half of what she paid for the young man. Our group is waking up and gathering, we've stayed somewhere in separate hotels. "Did you like the facilities of your place?" the woman asks me. We're walking towards a place with shops/restaurants and entertainment. We pick up one of our group, also a woman, she was staying in a place with a storefront with the large word SNAKES written on it. I smirk to myself what she was probably doing with the snakes. Ahead is the entertainment area, and I notice some midgets there who are probably providing a show. + I'm with a guitar, I'm trying to turn it over (it's back is facing me) but its strings are caught on something. Especially the string with the thin line of red coloring running through it. I successfully unsnag it and get it turned over so the strings are facing upwards. I'm now planning on playing what I know of Clapton's "Tears in Heaven," and perhaps the few bars I know of "More Than Words." It will really impress them, I think. I think I need to broaden my repertoire of pieces so that I can put on a pleasing performance without repeating myself too much.
Competition that turns into car hijack I'm spectating a competition were people from two different teams do different objectives. I walk around and look how they are doing their best outside. I walk into a shaft and see how people press a button as fast as they can. I person I know from Högstadiet asks me if I can help them. I don't do at first but later on I help them. It's a big hose, more than 1 dm in diameter. I press the black button on the hose as fast as I am able to and see how a liquid is starting to flow from the hose. I am filling a mini pool with the liquid and an instrument is mesuering how fast I am doing it. It goes up to a 5 and all the people around me are cheering. I do it even faster and I'm able to get it to 22 which makes it so that the team I helped won. I ask some people for their phone numbers and Max agrees that it is smart to do when you have won. Someone asks me if I have a driving license and I say I do. They are about to drive away with the car and I get a sudden impulse to drive it instead. This triggers lucidity. I think about how it is only a dream and jump in in the already full car on the driver's lap and start to drive with full gas. I notice that we are driving from the chapel's parking lot. No one is saying anything and I'm a little bit dissapointed because I excpected more action. This raises my lucidity because real people would never act like this. I notice how slow the car is going and I'm suddenly teleported to the back seat but I still have the gas pedal. I don't see anything in front of me and I tell the driver to raise the gear lever but she says that she won't. The dream is becoming darker and my whole body is starting to vibrate which wakes me up. Notes: I was really lucid there which made me surprised because I haven't tried to become lucid for a long time now. Flying in darkness and calling light. I'm in my room, climbing on the furniture that is almost falling. I'm on the top shelf, left to the door and look around me. I decide to go fly out the window instead. This triggers some lucidity. I'm flying slowly and notice that I'm at Sturkö and not in town anymore. I see how dark it is and scream out that "it will be light!", which makes me more lucid. I keep on flying and see a butterfly but it is weird. It's like a butterfly is taped on a gnome that walks back and forth but I can't see the gnome because it's too dark. I keep on flying and notice that I'm suddenly back where I started and there's finally light! I bright star is shining up everything. I fly over the same fields again and see that it wasn't a gnome but a bird with patterns on it back so that it looked like a butterfly in the dark. I'm in a big school. Mom is also there.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP The big news is that it was made a first successful human head transplant and it was made by switching the heads of two persons. My mom tells me this could be good for Riverstone because they can just switch him to a new body. I am wonderding if he'd do it and struggle with the idea of having my head severed and plugged with tubes and being attached to a replacement body. At home with Riverstone and I am butt naked when I spot my dad through the window, bringing someone else with him. I look around for a robe to wear and find nothing. Riverstone is already at the door to open it, so I can't sneak out to my room, because I'd have to come near the door. I have a very long t-shirt and a cardigan in my office, so I put those on. But I am not entirely comfortable as I am wearing no underwear. My dad comes in and finds something strange in my attitude, then I see my uncle Fernando is the person he brought along and I rejoice seeing him as I never got so say goodye when he died. Then I see Rui and I am over the top thrilled. He looks younger and healthier than when I also last saw him and I hug him tight. I ask him to join me outside while my dad and uncle talk. He holds my hand and I take him through a door which instead of taking us outside, takes us into a sequence of surreal rooms and storages, until we get to a small room with victorian decor and a velvet green sofa. We lock the doors on both ends and we kiss and make out sitting on that sofa. But when I stop kissing him for a while, he turns into some girl with black hair. She is cute and all but not whom I was engaged with, so I let her go and leave to the surreal corridor behind the door. I start being chased by a ghost. I can feel it and sometimes even see it as it creates a distortion in the background. I grab a stiletto shoe I see on a shelf and start hitting it when it comes too close. It is invisible but has mass when I hit it. It gives up hiding and appears in a visible form. It is a very big frog and it was just trying to protect something and not attack me. I look behind it and I see what seems like a shop with everything related to frogs. I find it absurd. Then I look around and see now that I am at some huge mall. There are people entering a big supermarket, there is a floor with just cinemas, there are many shops... I don't know what triggers me, but I feel upset with the mindless consumerism that I see, so I raise my hands in the air to destroy some billboard or screen with telekinesis power and I watch people freaking out and panic. I become lucid and know I won't hurt any real people, so I start making everything collapse into dust. Then outside I see other big buildings, cars and machines and I turn them all to dust. I want to experience a world where none of this exists anymore amd soon I am walking around in an idylic paradise. Looks like the garden of Eden, food grows in beautiful gardens full of flowers, lambs lay down in the middle of the flowers, people are sitting everywhere in the grass and around lakes, just enjoying themselves and the sun and beauty of the world. Seems wonderful and after a while also quite boring. Nobody does anything but contemplate. The weather is fantastic, food is provided abundantly, no one has to do anything which is great, but then I think maybe a couple cinemas and other entertainment here and there would not be so bad after all, if people kept a healthy balance. Anyway, I decide to jump to some other random place/dream so I use a puddle of water as a portal. I plunge into it and as I do, I remember some friend had asked me if I had ever swimmed under water in dreams and how it felt, and I think I did but here is a good chance to try again. Instead of coming out on some dry place, I just dwell on this water and swim away. It becomes an ocean and I see corals and sea urchins and I concentrate on the sensations I am feeling, like breathing under water and the sensation of water in my hands as I push it. It does not feel exactly like the real thing. It feels much more like I am actually flying over the water and what I feel around my body is thicker air and not really water. But I plunge deeper and manage to get a more realistic sensation. I even hold my breath to better simulate the experience.
Dream From Aug 19 '21: Am with a mate, and we are visiting a newsagent in a shopping centre, somewhere. We are there to buy an item, be it a newspaper, perhaps a drink, or perhaps an item of stationary. Instead of buying anything, one of the young female staff gives me, or both of us, a long rectangular booklet. It's a lottery like book, supposedly worth a lot of money, upwards of $100,000. The design, is similar to that panorama bible study book, that i bought from Newcastle Koorong some years ago. We leave the newsagent, and visit another one. It's at this second one, that we discover the booklet contains a fraudulent prize, and/or information about the fraudulent prize. Then we visit a third newsagent, which by now, the staff knows what we are there for. And then we visit another two or three newsagents. The staff are unhappy that we know about this fraudulent lottery book. Then, i stand out front of the last newsagent, as though on the west side of the shops in Stockland Glendale, near woolies. i look south, so that woolies and those other shops are to my right. i wait out front while my mate goes inside to ask. while i wait, i think about having to get back to dad, so he can get me to the train station, for me to get train back to Newcastle. dream ends. Any questions or comments? The book looks something like this, not necessarily the exact same one: https://www.koorong.com/product/the-...3Fw%3Dpanorama
bedtime ~23:00-23:30 wake 06:00 + I'm standing on the ocean coast in a fairly large city, it's built up with walkways, water on my left. A large single-file procession of blue Indian elephants is emerging from the water and heading up on to land. I think they've sum a very far way, only to arrive for a live of slavery. I'm climbing up over green metal railings to move higher up away from the water. At the top there is a mailbox which I open, and it's full of letters and colorful postcards from well-wishes and people offering advice. + Standing on a snow hill, at a corner where very skilled skiiers (racing?) are "parallel sliding" down a very narrow and steep portion of hill (only about one ski-length wide), then zooming around the corner and proceeding down the hill. I'm looking closely at how they are holding their feet. It's just just a simple parallel "hockey-style" slide, they actually have one foot out of their boot and that ski is upside down, and they have a complicated stance with the free foot on top of the skis and their legs really held tightly together. I imagine it's quite a trick to get their feet out at the hill and put them back later. One of the skiiers is (I think, doesn't really look like him) my late Scoutmaster NB (with a beard). I move higher up the hill and enter a sort of gift shop where the floor is covered in ice and people are skating (?). I notice a lot of little trinkets spread around (on foldable music stands?). Someone is with me and they are saying something like "this is what you get with local delivery" Standing on the ski hill in the snow, at the bottom of a run, moving up the hill, I'm thinking about the inflatable, 2-man canoe-style sleds that are racing, and that a winning team (mine?) had the strategy of just not breaking at all until they were close to the bottom. I'm saying "so, they probably had to start breaking about a kilometer from the bottom?" I'm imagining they're breaking with their hands and feet.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At a contest. First is supposed to be a math contest, but then it turns into a cooking contest. There is a short break for some rest and I go mess with the ingredients in the fridge for the next competition, e.g. I hide the onions of one of my competitors. And then I just go away, I guess not interested anymore in participating. Instead I am wondering about some personal problems. I am not talking to my best friend and with the friend with whom I just lost virginity but I can't remember who cut communications with whom. Then I come across my best friend and ask her about it bluntly. She is so very surprised, because she thought I was the one giving her a cold shoulder and she didn't know why. I explain her I had seen her in a compromising situation with my boyfriend, and that's when it all started, but she explains it was all a misunderstanding, He just wanted to ask her something personal about me, because he was worried about it. So we hug and forgive. We hug maybe a bit too strongly and we fall on the ground. People start giving us looks and I joke with them saying "yes, we are lesbian!" so then my friend kisses me passionately just to shock them even further. We laugh and then get up and I ask her for help with my boyfriend. She says ok and tells me he has been taking care of our child all by himself since I stopped communicating and I am shocked to know that we have a child (how, if I just lost virginity with him!??). I call him and we clarify things and I run to meet him. He is with his family, who has been helping him take care of our baby. I say I am so sorry and will take if from now on. Then I also feel guilty about that contest that I had left and I call someone to fix the ingredients that I messed with. I have been coming across this gorgeous hot guy who dresses like an anime fighter and I have been trying to get his attention. Some day I am skating and I bump into him, kind of on purpose, but he doesn't seem upset. I don't force it and I keep skating down the street slowly, to keep up with his pace. and we flirt and smile a little at each other. I keep seeing him around a college campus and I am smitten. But one day I accidentally watch him shoot some people, hitman style and I panic. I run away but think he heard me. I get down to the basement to some gym storage, behind some big mattresses, but they keep slipping and at some point he sees my head. I come out to beg for him not to kill me. He has his gun with a silencer pointed at me, his face is cold and he seems ready to shoot. I tell him he doesn't need to kill me, that I love him and want to be with him, despite what I saw. He seems to be a loner, so I sense that I hit some soft spot a bit. I slowly come closer and he puts the gun down. I stand in front of him and I kiss him. I think I am doing this mostly not to die, but I also don't mind a little action with him cause he really is hot and gorgeous. He lays me down on those mattresses and we start making out. I am super horny. But he kisses like a fish out of the water trying to grasp for some air, it's kinda disgusting. Also, when I touch his pants, he recoils. I don't force it, but hope he just needs some warming up. Except he doesn't really get excited and says he can't and I understand he has some potency problem. He makes a remark saying he finds sex yucky. I don't wanna lose my edge, so I make him feel comfortable saying me too, because of all those bodily fluids and that I just prefer hugging and cuddling. At least he doesn't seem to be thinking of killing me anymore. Then a couple of his friends come by on bikes, one is Jacob from Twilight in leather pants and a vest and he also looks so yummy and the other is some girl. She jumps on the bike with Jake leaving the other one for my assassin guy and he expects me to jump on it with him. I do, but now I am definitely more interested in boinking Jacob.
Another (3rd day in a row?) morning back to sleep victory. It really helps having made a decision that getting in another sleep cycle is important and something I'm dedicated to doing. + very early (2-3am) morning appointment at the US citizenship application office, paper forms like airline boarding passes are spewing out of a machine and confusing me as to which one is the current form, I see paperwork with the hand-written name of my late wive's maiden name which confuses me + Scene of late wife in freaky mime face paint on an out-on-the-town trip with others that I never knew about, then I'm amongst them walking and threaten one of them with a switch-blade + party in a huge crowd, they're all standing in response to some ritual that I'm unaware of + walk by a gym (I used to attend?) with a group working out to an aerobic routine [visible through glass wall, dreamsign], I scrutinize the instructor to see if it's someone I recognize + [fragment] walking by a large vehicle parked that turns out to be a patrol boat?
I am outside, by what looks like Mt. Rose with Sage’s parents. There is something about Dad, like him getting into an accident or going missing while skiing. It seems like they know something they’re not telling me. Their faces are very somber and I’m convinced they’re about to tell me he’s died. Just then, I see him walking towards us, in ski gear, down the slope. He seems nonchalant but there’s also a slight smile on his face. I feel myself begin to cry. (Though we’re at the ski resort, there is no snow on the ground - it looks like summertime).
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP I am in Afghanistan and about to leave, but first I am going to say bye to a tailor who is my friend. There is a line of women stretching for like 50 meters, in despair, trying to order burqas so they can cover themselves. The tension is high. First I turn away to leave, but then decide to go back and wait a little bit to see if I can reach my friend. I watch these women and I cry for them. A couple men come by and start checking the women standing in line, bullying those who are less covered or in western clothes. I know I can't do anything, so I leave and avoid looking any man in the eyes. Some kids with water guns spray water on me and I say nothing and just carry on. I know how easily the men would just kill me for saying anything. I am scared and heartbroken.
Last night's dream was very odd. I think it was one of those pre-lucids, or semi-lucids. Pretty much I went to this haunted house with my family and I was lucid but I also wasn't. I'm not sure why it's hard to explain, because a similar scenario has happened multiple times in the past. I kept saying I'm lucid in the dream and I was trying not to lose control, so it was pretty confusing.
Nothing to report this week. Back home, gonna try to get into a better routine... wbtb maybe?
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