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I was going to rent a house with 2 other women which I was not really "hang out" friends just people I knew from working in the PTO and youth cheer group. We were sitting out side in a carport visiting. We had looked at the house earlier like a day or so ago, I do remember looking at the house but that part wasn't in my dream. (if that makes sense). My part of the house was going to be $600 for the deposit and the first months rent. the girls went into the house or something and I was there alone with one of the girls husbands. We were just chatting and the other girls husband was listening to us talk. The girls came back with the land lord of the property to get the money from me. I was trying to check my account balances in my phone to see which account I needed to use to pay them. I knew I had gone shopping for my daughter's school clothes and spent some money out of one of the accounts making it no enough money to cover it. (I just went shopping in non dream life for my daughter the day before). I was trying so hard to read my phone. I couldn't see it. I couldn't open the apps for my accounts. I was getting frustrated because I needed to know what account to use. I finally just told them I would pay 1/2 out of one account and 1/2 out of the other account and that should cover the amount needed....... when I woke up I was like dang it I should have know I was dreaming because I couldn't read my phone or get it to work like I needed it to. So I now have both of my screens to say are you dreaming on them so that when I use my phone I will ask myself if I am dreaming. Maybe then I will realize I am dreaming when I can't read my phone. I always try to read my phone in dreams and still can't figure out that I am dreaming when I can't read it.

We my kids and I moved to a new house in this dream. I was at the back door feeding the chickens some left over cheese burgers that when I looked at them they had bugs in them (ugh). I quickly threw them out in the yard for them to eat. My daughter was there helping me and laughing. Then I was throwing remotes at them? IDK but I was running around picking up the batteries so they wouldn't eat them too. I noticed there there was some baby chicks that we didn't bring with us. They were small about 1 month or 2 old, yellow and they were following me wanting something to eat. My daughter and I were puzzled so we decided to investigate and found that there were more chickens then our 8. I guess the old owners didn't take all their chickens with them. extra chickens are always welcome.

I had another dream last night where I was riding in the middle of the front seat of my granddads old Tan Plymouth Reliant between my mom and younger sister and me and my sister got stuck in the car during a rainstorm.

When this dream started, I was riding bikes with my mom and sister on a trail we used to go and ride on when I was growing up. It was a hot and humid summer day, but the trail we were riding on was in the woods so we were in the shade and spared from the worse of the heat. As we rode along on the trail, I saw landmarks I remember used to like such as the bridge over the creek near a waterfall, a large tree that had a unique shape due to being struck by lightning, and a hill where you could see the tops of the buildings in downtown.

When we got to the end of the trail, I saw granddads reliant in the parking lot. It was really clean like it used to look when he drove it. When we got to the car, mom unlocked and opened the front passenger side door and reminded me I was sitting in the middle and needed to get in and buckle-up. I got in and scooted across the tan vinyl bench set to the middle and fastened the tan lap belt around my waist and then my sister sat down in the passenger seat to my right and fastened the tan shoulder belt as mom closed us into the car and then spent a while loading our 3 bikes into the back seat. It was hot in the car so I rolled down the driver side window and my sister rolled down the passenger side window to cool things off.

Once mom got our bikes loaded in the back seat, she closed the back door and then walked around the car and unlocked and opened the driver side door and then sat down in the driver seat to my left. When she put the key and turned it, the car started right up which never happened in any of the earlier dreams I had. She then puit the car in gear and headed towards our house. I felt squished riding between then since both were pressed-up against me.

When we were on the way home, mom turned into the parking lot of the bank she used to go to when I was growing-up and then parked the car and told us she needed to go in and take care of something and for us to stay buckled in the car. She then cut the car off and got out and went into the bank branch.

Me and my sister then spent a while waiting in the car, and I was focused on the doors to the bank and every time I saw them open, I hoped it was mom coming out but is was always someone else.

After we had been waiting for a while, I started hearing claps of thunder and then it started to pour down rain. I had to quickly lean over and roll up the driver side window while my sister rolled up the passenger side window as the rain came down harder and harder. As me and my sister waited in the car, the rain kept coming down and showed no signs of letting up. As we continued to just sit and wait for the rain to stop and mom to come out and get in the car, both me and my sister noticed the car really stunk. My sister said it smelled like poo to her and then looked at her shoes and mine and told there was something on my shoe. I woke up from this dream while me and my sister were still waiting in the car for the rain to let-up and having to listen to my sister complain about how bad the poo stunk and how gross it was that I had stepped in poo and got it in the car.

I’m outside somewhere with Melissa - it looks like the middle of a desert, though not exactly the Nevada desert (I think the hills are lower and there aren’t enough sagebrush). There is a lone food truck parked out here. Melissa goes up to the window to ask to use the bathroom. I think she had worked out with them beforehand that she could, but she is now being told no. She argues with the older middle aged lady to get her way, which I think she eventually does. I guess the bathroom is in the food truck. I am looking into the truck; it looks more like an RV converted into a large kitchen. To the left are the cabinets and counters and to the right is a very full row of shelves. I think it looks nice and that it’s a good idea.

I’m at work. A FedEx delivery person, a black man with short dreads, comes to the counter with a delivery. He’s just about to leave, but I tell the new Ethan to have him wait just a second. I go into the office to grab some book bucks as a tip, putting them into an envelope. When I come out he is about to leave, making me wonder if Ethan even told him. I jog to the parking lot to catch up to him and give him the book bucks. He takes them and thanks me, looking genuinely happy. I am also now carrying a bench (the one we have in our bedroom) to give to him. It seems like there is a large piece of bacon? under the cushion.

I am at work. The space looks entirely different, and I’m in a room I’ve never seen before. I think it is a break room. It’s fairly empty, with a large, empty table in the center. It looks like there’s also a sliding door closet. Ethan and Jess are here and I think we start talking about how more room could be made in here. I look in the closet, which looks like it contains a few things we don’t use. I think about how to rearrange things in here.

I’m driving somewhere and notice that the horizon behind the hills has an ugly yellow tint of wildfire smoke. The look of it is unmistakable and instantly saddens and angers me. I sigh my discontent. Now, I’m walking with Melissa and Stella in what looks like these hills. We round a corner going uphill and some flames come into view. They are burning tall and intense yet confined to roughly a 20 foot diameter. We continue walking on the trail. (I had seen an ambulance? - which maybe I assumed was a fire truck - while driving earlier, otherwise I’d be calling 911. Come to think of it, it was headed in the wrong direction). As we get a little uphill of the flames I consider throwing some sand onto it or rolling some rocks over it. I then think the rolling rocks may only spread the fire and that it looks to be surrounded by sand anyway. We now seem to be at the top of this hill. There’s a man with a dog on the trail a little ahead; Melissa starts running after him, calling “sir!” I’m confused, but it’s because she watched him not clean up after his dog. She catches up and tells him this. He looks annoyed, maybe because it’s outside - though it is right on the trail - but goes to pick it up. It looks tiny through the bag. This path leads into a stairwell built into the hillside. There’s a little landing before, on which the dogs meet and don’t really do much with each other.
(I’m not sure if this is part of the last dream or not). I’m in some two story house with Melissa. Stella is on the second floor and we can hear her barking at something. It sounds and feels like she’s directly above us.

I was at a house with a lot of people I didn't really know, or just can't see their faces. My best friend's older brother was there and his best friend. We were getting ready to go camping. (her brother passed away about 5 years ago.) While we were getting ready to go camping he was hinting about us getting in a relationship again. I wanted to try it again. Then he was wishy washy about it because as in real life in the dream he had cancer and didn't want to get into a relationship because he knew he was going to die soon. He didn't want to start something and end up leaving me alone. He then decided why not. then it faded away.

I was visiting home in New Braunfels, not the home my dad lives in but the house I grew up in. I just got there and had a bunch of Christmas decorations I set up out side in the front yard on a table. I told my dad we would all go out there and they can pick what they want out of it. I was sitting on the couch watching tv next to my 1/2 sister. We are not close at all. She started scooting closer and closer to me. She then was right next to me and put her head on my shoulder and said my big sister. I put my arm around her, hugging her and saying my little sister and started crying. I was talking with my dad, I was telling him about this really cool job that I just got. (I got this job in my dream about 3 or 4 days ago in another dream.) My step mom came out of the bed room so we all decided to go outside so they could pick the decorations they wanted for their house. (my step mom is the queen of Christmas decorations she doesn't need any more.) they are all walking around the table grabbing things. There was a bunch of sweet treats on the table too. We were all snacking on them. I was watching all the neighbor hood dogs come into the yard and pooping. It was like a nasty doggie park. I was walking around the table and stepped in dog poo. I warned everyone to watch where they step. I has socks on so it was really ick I could feel the gush as I stepped on it. I was walking around the table still and I looked across the street to my best friends house. There were a lot of cars there just like when we were younger. Her sister and brother in law were just getting into an 80's model Ford Mustang they whipped around and were talking to me. (Her sister had passed away about 10+ years ago.) I can't remember the conversation we had. the houses, trees, yard, and neighbor's houses were the same as when were growing up, except for my dad, sister, and step mom, they were the age we are now. I tend to have dreams that connect to another dream from another night like a soap opera.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Dreaming I am sleeping at my downstairs bedroom and I wake up and see a snake near the bed. I have a pile of chairs on a corner with more stuff on top and she is coming out of it. I yell and my dad appears and grabs her. I tell him to throw her outside the fence but not hurt her, but as usual he just kills her. Then he complains about the mess in my house and how it creates hiding spaces for snakes. I explain there is no way they can get inside the house that it becomes a problem and that we should focus instead on figuring out how this one got inside. Secretly I wonder if there are more in the house.

Watching the tv show Friends, first season, but in this version they are still high school kids. I then become one of the characters and the school experience is a total nightmare. In the classroom, the teacher doesn't teach, he just hands out written info that we have to read and figure out. Then I go to the bathroom and all the toilets are side by side with no stalls dividing or providing privacy. I have a meldown and head for the exit looking for a quiet place. I encounter a group that runs some secret society in the school. I try to hide from them in a storage room, but I am caught. Yet they are not trying to hurt me, they think I am someome else from their society, so they hand me an outfit I must wear, in black and white polka dots. Some kid drops a wand and a small toy object and I hand it back to him. He then swallows the little toy and chokes. I do CPR and save him. I go around looking for some bathroom, hoping they have a better one, but there is only one toilet and some daly with diarrhea is in there. Then I accidentaly enter a room intended for higher level attendees of the secret society and they basically kill people. I fear for my life.

2022 June 21st

Fragment:

Me and H travel to a place called Chapeling that's apparently near London in southern England. It's a 300 mile drive from where we were? We go there to have a look at this small pipe organ that sits in a little chapel building which is beside a main church building.

Overcast day outside. Town streets and so on.


2022 June 22nd

Fragment:

Something about showing someone a little organ. At some kind of concert or theatre hall, a vast one at that, but the wood all seems very bare like all its polish has worn off and nobody has taken care of the place for a while.

(recall gap)

Something about needing to get some homework done. I have my black laptop bag with me and whatever I need for my homework is in there I think. I keep being distracted or pulled away from doing it and later I am climbing some kind of abstract structure made up of large red long nailed bony hands. It's part of some kind of dimensional portal or threshold.

Later, on the other side of said portal. Something about Warcraft 3 game mechanics. I want to buy a mini town hall item and destroy a human settlement to take their gold mine.


2022 June 25th

Fragment:

I'm outside, at a Lidl car park. It's about seven in the morning and it's light but not as bright as it should be for this time of the year. I'm deciding whether I should get closer and do some shopping or not. There's a white man in the parking lot. He's getting some stuff ready round the back of his car. At some point I realise the shop won't be open for another hour at least. I dither about for a while, wondering if I should bother crossing the road and going back home or if I should just wait it out. I think it may have felt a bit cool outside.



Notes:

- Trying to look for a place called "Chapeling" somewhere near London didn't really result in anything. I suspect the location name in the dream was simply tied to the context of the attached chapel. I've not heard the word before, not in any situation that I can think of anyway, but it's a fairly straightforward construction and likely easily created by automatic and associative dream logic and the like.

- Unfortunately, I've lost any visual recall I might have had of the abstract structure made up of red hands, which is a shame really because these are often the type of things I like to try and recreate in art. I might still try recreating something alike if I can think of a composition I like.
-- I still have some visual recall of the rest of the dreaming in this entry, at the time of writing.

- For some reason I've come to use dithering as an expression more often of late; it's not a new expression to me, but it's not one I've typically used a lot.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Three or four friends are at the top of a building. One is going down a rope stair hanging on the side of the building to do some stunt. The rope stair partially breaks and he is left hanging perilously. Another friend goes down to try to rescue him, but that is a bad idea because he just adds more weight. Some other friend then throws a rope so they hang on to it, but when the stair collapses completely, they dangle from the rope unable to climb up to safety. Then they spot another guy hanging upside down from another rope. Supposedly a banker who tried to hang himself and regretted it. They decide to join forces and swing to get closer to each other. But they still can't climb the ropes and decide to jump to a pool underneath.
Meanwhile, inside this building there is a bank, where the rope guy works. A mysterious man comes in and writes down a number with many zeros on a paper and shows it to the manager, who then gives him an audience. The stranger says he wants to buy the bank. He wants the bank to make one specific loan to a specific person and he and his associates first tried it through blackmailing an employee (the guy on the rope), but because he did not do it and was about to commit suicide, they just decided to buy the bank and make it happen.

I had a new dream last night involving my mom, sister, and my granddads old Plymouth Reliant. This is the first time I have had one of these dreams in several months and this one was different from any of the others I have had.

When this dream started, me and my sister were at the pool we used to spend a lot of time at when we were pre-teens and teens. I was playing with some friends when we heard thunder and then the lifeguards ordered everyone out of the pool and the off of the pool deck.

Soon my mom showed-up to give me and my sister a ride home. We got our bikes which we had rode there and the followed her out to the parking lot where granddads Tan Plymouth Reliant was parked. The exterior of the car looked like it always did when he was alive & healthy. It looked like it had just been washed and waxed.

When we got to the passenger side, my mom unlocked the front passenger side door and then told me and my sister to sit down on the front seat. I stood aside for my sister to get in but mom pointed to the middle of the tan vinyl bench seat and told me I was sitting there. I reluctantly got in; scooted over; and fastened the tan lap belt around my waist and then my sister sat down in the passenger seat on my right and fastened her tan shoulder belt.

Mom then reached behind us to unlock the back passenger side door and then closed us in and then put out bikes in the back seat. When she had then in, she went over and talked to anther mom picking up some kids while me and my siter waited in the car for her. While we were waiting, I noticed the interior of the Reliant was also super clean like my granddad always kept it when he drove the car.

A few minutes later, my mom was unlocking the driver side door and then sitting down in the driver seat on my left side. My put the key in the ignition and gave it a turn and the reliant started right-up. This is the first time I can ever remember the reliant starting up in any of the dreams where I was riding between my sister and mom in it. She pulled out of the parking lot heading towards our house.

As we were driving towards our house, mom told us she need to run by the grocery to pick up a few things for dinner and then right after that we were in the parking lot of the grocery we used to shop at. As she was parking and then cutting off the car, she told us it would only take her a few minutes and for us to stay buckled in the car since we were in our pool close. She then rolled down the driver side window before getting out of the car and the closing us in. I saw her walking towards the grocery and then disappearing inside.

Not long after my mom went into the store, there was a really loud clap of thunder and then the bottom fell out and it started to pour down rain. I quickly reached over and rolled up the driver side window while my sister rolled-up the passenger side window.

It then kept raining harder and harder while me and my sister were stuck waiting in the car for mom to get done in the store and come back. The rain was so hard that we couldn't see the grocery store and sometimes was coming down hard enough that we couldn't even see the car parked on either side of use. Sometimes the right would start to ease-up and I would hope mom could make it out to the car but then it would start raining heavier again. There was nothing me and my sister could do but stay buckled in our seats in the car and wait for the rain to ease up.

As me and my sister continued to wait, the car started to become more and more stuffy and we both noticed something really stunk but couldn't figure out what was causing the odor. Since there was really heavy and mom had the keys with her, there was nothing we could do to get fresh air in the car.

After a few more times of thinking the rain was about to stop only to have it get heavy again, it finally died down enough for mom to make a run from the grocery to the car with her grocery bags in hand. As she was walking in front of the car, I reached over and opened the driver side door and she quickly thew her grocery bags in the back seat and then sat down in the driver seat next to me and slammed the driver side door shut. As she was putting the key in the ignition, she also noticed the odor and told us that something really stunk. She turn turned the key to start the car, but the engine would only turn over and not fire-up. She kept turning the key trying to start the car but could not get it to start. While she was trying to start the car, she told us she thought that one of us had stepped in poo and then looked down and noticed there was dog poop on my shoe. I woke up from this dream about the time she said this before she went back to trying to start the car.

I am in, what is in my mind at least, Scotland. I’m looking up at gentle green hills as I float down a narrow, stone ravine. The water seems shallow and slow moving. The sun peeks out from behind a hill and causes a glare which I shade with my hand. The scene seems tranquil and special. There is something about me thinking about what if it was a dream. Now I’m somewhere different but related with a middle aged foreign seeming lady that I’ve just met. I end up asking her where she’s from. She replies with ‘Vina’, which I think is in Scotland. I ask if it’s southern and she says no, that it’s more North than the North Pole. The conversation then easily moves to me staying there with her. I want to, and think I start making travel plans.

I’m at work and walking from the direction of the second office to the front counter. I notice the regular Lance talking to the new Ethan at the computer closest to me. Lance must have asked if something is in; without even looking, Ethan tells him something like we haven’t gotten our shipment or he would’ve heard about it. This irritates me because I know it is here. I interject “meet me in the parking lot, Lance.” What I have for him is a simple looking black handgun. I slip it into my waistband (of my athletic shorts?) which is not sturdy, as it ends up in a few different places. I go between the two offices looking for the box of ammo that I know I have, but can’t find it anywhere. I end up walking out without it. Lance has been waiting right outside the door; I walk off to the side a bit with him, not sure how discreet this should be. He looks happy when I pull it out and hand it to him, handle first. We’re right outside of a truck full of unfamiliar people that he must know. I get into the truck, everyone in camo and similar outdoor gear, and it feels like we’re setting out for a trip. We are sitting on what feels like a water bed in the bed of the truck. We’re on a dirt road up in the hills and climbing some steep inclines. The one we’re on right now becomes almost vertical, but we drive right up and over it. I wonder what it’ll be like to come back down this. We’re parked now and I get out. This area looks like a small crater or bowl. The view is of the entire surrounding area and is impressive. I think we’re going to be spending the night here, which I am fine with.