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    1. Night of Wednesday 12/13/23

      by , 12-14-2023 at 08:55 PM (Dreamlog)
      Muddied Water:

      I'm meeting with friends (the Tots) somewhere.
      I arrive first, at a Wal-Mart like store. I'm searching for a bathroom.
      I see AG hugging somebody who isn't her boyfriend, while MD (the boyfriend) is returning from a nearby isle.
      The store then changes into something more like a Toys-R-Us.
      ...
      I'm in a dark and cramped escape-room type area. There are some dark purple plants covering the walls.
      There are some pots holding the plants, and the pots are filled with dirty looking water.
      ...
      I'm holding a glass of water, and it has the 'dirty' property from the escape room scene.
      I'm standing in a hallway at HM's house that isn't normally there.
      I accidently spill the water, and my Dad starts to criticize me before I have a chance to explain it wasn't my fault. Stressful moment.
      My Dad is in a full suit, and is explaining something work-related to HM.

      Updated 12-14-2023 at 09:00 PM by 99808

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      non-lucid
    2. The Trials and Tribulations of Trucker Life

      by , 12-14-2023 at 06:17 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      It starts out in an apartment, presumably around the Arden-north highlands area by the look of it. I was with a various group of people when a bullet crashes through the window. Me and everyone else get down in an attempt to save ourselves as we figure out the hitman's target. Turns out it's this woman who was with us. The shooter enters the apartment and I ask why he's doing this. He says it's because she won't reply to him on tumblr, which seems to activate a pity response in everyone, so we hug him and tell him everything is okay.

      After that situation settles, I, who for some reason am some heavy set white middle aged trucker dude in this dream, not unlike muscle man's dad from regular show, exit the apartment, climb down the stairs, and realize that in the space between buildings a couple of guy fawkes mask wearing killers are approaching me. Being aware of the dream at this point, I attempt to fly away to the bus stop I was intending to catch, and then I wake up, however I can't completely do so. I lose visual of the dream, but the audio is clear as ever, as well as the sensation of a blond kid pestering me about my wings and how his brother has the same ones.

      In the faux waking world, I am in the room of my childhood home at night, dodging various vague figures in the shadows whose existence is merely implied. I try various things, including screaming, singing "bring me to life" by evanescence, which comes out as pathetic whimpering, and hobbling over to the light switch whenever my attempts very briefly succeed enough for me to be semi-conscious. My entire body felt numb but I realized I had leverage whenever I scratched the back of my thigh relatively deeply. In the dream I was in front of a post as I was singing bring me to life while scratching myself, and eventually it works and I finally do wake up. Turns out I was literally just being restrained by my fiance, who was nearly sleeping ON me.
    3. wednes day morning

      by , 12-14-2023 at 03:40 AM
      I was in the back of the car, waiting outside a grocery store. My father opened the door and sat in the drivers seat. I saw my cat Cole running away. I didn't tell anybody for some reason and we drove off. They pulled into our driveway, and my mother finally asked where Cole was, I felt really guilty, but I told her I didn't know, and father said she must have run off. I saw a cat like shape outside my window, I thought that maybe it was Cole, so I packed the baby raccoons which I had tricked my parents into thinking were kittens into a small carrier. I was about to open the car door, when he informed me that the cat I thought I saw was actually a large owl. I looked back and it was in fact an owl.

      I was in a Home Depot parking lot, I walked around the building looking for my parent's car, and i couldn't find it, so I went back into the home depot, except the building was empty. The lights suddenly flashed off, and [COLOR="#008000"]I noticed a bass guitar on the wall, and I was completely sure that Home Depot didn't sell them, I pinched my nose and breathed through it just to be sure, and then grabbed it and went outside. I plucked one of the strings, and then without touching my hand to the fret board, I played a lower note on the same string, I did this a few more times, and the fading started. [/COLOR]
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      lucid , non-lucid