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I had a ONE-SECOND lucid last night

I was sitting outside somewhere, maybe in front of our car, thinking dejectedly, "No way this is a dream, but I guess I'll do a reality check anyway."

I did a nose-plug RC, and it faintly worked! But for some reason, I still wasn't excited or entirely convinced. I did it again, and yeah, it really was working. I closed my eyes (I don't know why), and when I opened them, I was awake in my bed.

The dejected mood from the dream carried over. I thought, Of course, and went back to sleep without writing it down I only remembered it this morning when I did a reality check in the bathroom.

Something was wrong with the car. Note that the car in real life is well over 100,000 miles and making a noise and just getting a new one has been the topic of much discussion, and I really want to get a new one.

But anyway. Something was wrong with the car, but for some reason the only mechanics we could find were really underqualified and I didn’t think they were trained. It was a pair, one man and one woman. Or rather, they almost looked more like teenagers. And probably twins.They really didn’t seem to have the slightest idea what was wrong, or even understand what they were looking at once the hood was up.

Under the hood was something like a mechanical arm that was supposed to move between two points that had something to do with starting the car. Like it controlled the spark plugs or something, I don’t know cars myself but I know there are no mechanical arms involved.

Well we decided to just take it somewhere else when the pair wasn’t helpful, but then found that the car wouldn’t start at all, which was a step backwards from just making a noise. I asked the girl if the arm was broken and she looked at me very confused as if my question didn’t make sense, and asked what did I mean? Her tone was condescending, as if I had no business asking or else the question was dumb. I asked again about the arm. She shrugged and answered, Oh, I cut that off. The last thing I remember before waking up was thinking that a decent mechanic could have fixed the arm and now the car was even worse off with it cut off.

Notes
Sleep Quality: ok
Wake Times: 3-5AM?, 7-9AM?
Before Bed Activities: Meditation

These dream fragments occurred the second time I fell asleep.

The first fragment I remember Is going in a shed or something, I was searching on this dusty counter with a bit of garbage, and found a Nintendo DS cartridge for Super Mario Maker, I was happy, and picked it up.

The second fragment, I walked past my father, I think I went in a hall. I was thinking about what I'd do when I was next lucid dreaming. I remember thinking that I'd fly, or pee, or pee while flying. I Went into the bathroom, which had a toilet, next to a really worn down drawer. I climbed on the toilet and squatted like a monkey, while I looked through the drawer. The cloth or plastic or whatever in the bottom of the drawer was peeling , so I threw it on the floor. Underneath it were a couple brown rodent turd like objects, and a really long DS card that looked like Final Fantasy. I was happy even though it was too long for my system because It was a 'sound card'. Then because I'm on the toilet I start peeing, which results in me waking up to myself peeing.

2 Jamie dreams: One where i couldn't find her and i was really upset. Second one was just she was standing in front of me. That's all i remember.

Manager: I was somewhere and ran into the mcdonald's manager from Canmore, I asked if they were sending employees from elsewhere this summer and If I could get into that program? He just laughed and didn't really give an answer.

Backrooms: I was briefly in an are that looked like the backrooms. There were vague monsters hanging about.

Basically, I got evicted from my apartment yesterday before the follow-up apartment was confirmed and I was "homeless" for about 20 hours. I stayed at this hostel in a shared room with foreign tourists

I had set an alarm to wake up on time, but every hour I had this"internal body alarm" and dreamed about someone walking into the room telling me to turn my alarm off before I wake up the others.

In hindsight pretty funny and ironic that someone loudly told me to be quiet lol

Dream was in English

I'm not homeless anymore, this "sleep deprivation era" will hopefully end now, I lowkey enjoyed the insane dreams that spawned from it, but can't wait to sleep normally again.

I actually had this dream yesterday but forgot to post...oops.


I'm sitting on a catwalk outside somewhere (the industrial kind, not the fashion one) reading letters a girl has been sending me. I'm guessing this girl is my dream girlfriend, and she is beautiful. Medium length brown hair, wide face, green eyes, it's all I can think about as I read the letters she's sent me. With them is a drawing she made for me and a photo of her. In her letters she tells me about the drawings she's been doing and how much she misses me, as I've gone to war. I begin writing a letter in response to hers, and I barely have the heart to tell her how bad it's been, how I might not come home, so I instead write about how much I loved her artwork.

As I'm sitting on this catwalk I look around and see I'm in a green garden outside of my Grandmother's old house, which is a place I dream about a lot. The sun is shining so bright the reflection of it off of the bright green grass blinds me. Then, behind me, I hear shouting and gunshots being fired. I turn around and see the door to an abandoned building, which the catwalk is connected to, being blown off as smoke comes pouring out of the doorway. Soon after that, soldiers come running through, firing at everyone around them, and all I do is watch while holding the letters in my hands. And then I woke up.


The girl in this dream is the same one from my school ghost dream I posted a month ago, I guess I have a type.

+ with son S2 outside a party, we're standing on a landing just outside the house where the party is, he's standing a few steps down and I'm on the landing it's dark/twilight [DS], I'm so glad he's recovered enough from his illness [true] to enjoy life, I want to embrace him and tell him I love him. But I'm not thrilled that he's drinking and smoking again; he has a lit pipe that he's smoking, he hands it to me to take a hit, I fumble it and it falls to the ground, I say something like "I wasn't ready yet", I pick it up and take a deep whiff of thet aroma [don't remember if there was smell], I don't really want to inhale just get the aroma of the tobacco

+ playing an online chess simul against Magnus Carlsen, I see the screen in front of me, I have to log in, then there are a lot of screens of the configuration of our game, which Magnus fills in while I'm watching, I know he's White in the simul and plan to play the Sicilian, I figure as a strong player against a weaker one he'll offer the the Smith-Morra gambit, which I accept, accepted, I never actually see the board, and I'm thinking about the names of the squares, I know I'll take on d4 if he pushes d4, then on c3 if he pushes c3, but then I'm not sure if I should take on b2 or not. I type a message to him in the chat window that takes most of my time in the game because I keep having to correct typos. I type the message "I'm looking forward to a lesson in winning the SM Accep!", I have little time left, I'm unsure of what to do, so I castle [illegal!].

Then the scene changes and it's a gathering of people [DS], the young people want to leave the party and go off on their own and leave the adults in the house.

+ [f] some scene, someone jumps on top of a walkway with a glass roof and the glass cracks.