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I usually dream every day; I don't always remember exactly what I dreamed, but it always happens. Today, I dreamed I was on a very busy avenue with someone who seemed like a family member or a close friend, but then that person disappeared, and I found myself a few blocks ahead, still heading towards my house, which is about 4 blocks away. At the corner, I bumped into a girl I personally don't like. After talking about some random stuff with her, I realized my round glasses were missing. At that moment, I asked myself if I was in a dream, but everything felt real. I could see, hear, even think—everything seemed normal. So, I turned around and found a guy across the street selling cheap stuff, like phone accessories, in a cart that looked like a tiny dollar store. But it was attached to a motorbike. My friend (who just spawned out of nowhere) and I walked over, and the guy made me try on some glasses, which were square-shaped, and I could see perfectly. That was surprising because without them, my vision is so blurry that everything looks like a Jackson Pollock painting.

When I took them off, I handed them back to the guy. I didn’t have money at the time to buy new glasses, and I guess money doesn’t really make sense in a dream anyway. So, when I tried to find the girl again, she was gone. I turned right, and there was a house with stairs leading up to it. Through a window, I could see rooms painted blue, pretty run-down, and there was an old man inside. For some reason, he had my glasses. My friend and I went in, and we started looking around. In one of the rooms, the old man was sleeping with the light on. He was old, that’s all I remember.

Then there was some kind of glitch in reality, and now we were standing and talking to the old man, who kindly offered to help us find my glasses. He could’ve easily been a pedophile, but we followed him anyway.

My friend was following him really closely while I was lagging behind, checking out each room, which got darker and emptier the further we went. The walls were still blue. Then, for some weird reason, they started jogging and turned left. I saw this pattern of blue lights on a wall; it kinda looked like some sort of artwork with white and light blue rectangles mixed with dark ones, getting more surreal as it went on. (And no, I don’t take LSD.)

When I turned the corner, the light started to dim, and I saw them enter a room through a wooden door that just pushed open. So, I started counting from the moment I pushed the first door. When I stepped in, I went completely blind. Everything was pitch black. I lost all track of my friend and the old man—I was screwed. I counted 1, 2, 3, and when I got to 4, my brain betrayed me and started counting fast—4, 5, 6, 7, 8. But I tried to focus and kept going straight. When I got to 8, a thought hit me: Why didn’t I think of this before? I should call him on my phone. Oh, wait, I don’t have a phone, and I’m blind. Nah, that didn’t happen. I realized I was in a dream and tried to wake up but couldn’t. I wanted to move to the next room, but the door wouldn’t budge. I just stayed calm and noticed I was awake, both in the real world and the dream world, but I couldn’t feel my body or my breathing. I couldn’t see anything, but I could still hear. Except I wasn’t hearing anyone or anything. I wanted to hear some music, someone talking, or even that damn dog that barks at midnight just to annoy people, but there was nothing. My mind was in my bed, and my mind was at door 8. So, when I pushed with all my strength on door 9, I kneed my left leg, and I woke up, but nothing felt real—not because I thought I was still dreaming, but because I don’t feel like any of this is real.

I'm starting to see my dream recall improving, my dream presence increasing night to night. I thought I would've had to wait a couple of months but I see the effects of the practice I did all those years ago is still there. Anyway, three dreams today. Long dreams. One in the early hours of the night.

Dream 1: I have written here on my phone that I was trying to meditate to a family competition that was going on in my dreams but honestly I can't remember that part now. I do remember the competition. I remember there was a treadmill, a stationary platform and people where crawling from end to end, left to right. It wasn't particularly that big of a space either, the single running machine inside an otherwise empty room. Toddlers had the most trouble getting to the other side. I think an elderly man had to use his cane to propel his body across the platform, he might've had a leg. All in all it was very evenly matched.

Dream 2: Oh yeah, this one is rather interesting. I was having a conversation with someone yesterday and I mentioned how dream presence feels like a smooth transition between dream and being awake. But this dream, however, feels longer than most other dreams despite the transition being a lot larger than usual. I was present during the dream, then I don't what happened after, either I woke up and immediately went back to sleep or had another dream, but a good chunk of time transpired before I recalled this dream later in the night. Anyway, from what I remembered I was attending a baseball game. Everywhere is draped with protective nets around us. I was trying to get the attention of a beautiful lady sitting next to me but she was more interested in rooting for her team. In fact, I think I should've been paying more attention to my team but I really wanted to impress her. A good friend of mine was sitting to my left and wanted some tips on how to play the game.

Dream 3: This is the longest dream of the three, post wbtb meditation and 10-15 min. MILD / prospective memory rehearsal. My family and I arrived at the parking lot before a massive complex at night. The parking lot itself was huge and filled with cars all around. Whoever organized this party spared no expense in the construction of this place. They even had a band playing at the end of the parking lot. Can't remember what song they were playing but the space was packed. Inside the complex was no joke either. A pool, a home theater, people chatting, people dancing, yeah my brothers and I were staying the night all right. We had brought our change of clothes just in case, changed to our swimming trunks, ready to go. Personally, I was interested in meeting the organizers you know, sometimes a little networking helps every now and then. And then, everyone starts leaving. Just straight up stood up and left. Figured there was another party they had to be in. Well, now I wanted to go there too.

We try following them to the parking lot. I get lost along the way and end up in front of a door that leads to some woman's business office. I notice a friend in-line with his partner waiting for their turn. I can't remember his name or face now. They are let in and I walk with them to see what this is all about. The business woman acts very sweet and makes a business proposition, I can't remember what it was I just watch my friend's partner playing videogames on a nearby tv. I leave and end up at the home theater. It's not exactly full but there's people here watching a movie. I meet an old crush of mine as I walk through the file that leads to the exit. We have a cool chat and I stand there watching her leave the theater.