Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream

so I set my alarm to wake me up after 5 hours of sleep, but when it went off my approach towards dream recall was Utter Ambivalence, so I just went back to sleep. Man it's hard to care when you've just woken up. And the thought of squinting at the screen and trying to type was painful, so ... what do I do about that? >:U
Anyway, morning now, let's see

Dream (1): $$$ for ??
The earliest dream I had was about being in a mall with my boyfriend, and him letting me spend somewhat ridiculous amounts of money on something at one of those stall shop things. I'm not sure what it was; maybe it was ice cream. Maybe it was buying entrance into a video game? He trusted me to the point where he'd wander off and let me pay for both our whatever-it-was's (plane tickets?).

I have a distinct memory of fumbling with the dollar bills, much to the annoyance of the cashier, and pulling out $20's and $5's only for it to be the wrong amount of money. And okay there was definitely something about buying ice cream and toppings and junk, though I get the impression that buying things like this kept happening and was really the entire feature of the dream.

There was also something else about buying something nearby and seeing an adorable kid kinda standing around, but I can't remember what was said or anything.

Dream (2): Airplanes are P Gr8
Then the next dream I had was a bit more complicated and detailed. A frenemy of mine was messaging me talking about how he was in an airplane going somewhere, and I looked out the window to see two enooormous airplanes (SO COOL), a white one coming in for landing and a black one taking off with the frenemy inside. They were so close that I could easily see this frenemy through his window, wearing some snazzy red and white Beats headphones and looking down at his phone. Neat.

Next thing I knew I was on that plane, and my brother was there, yay. Or maybe there was a short transition in between where my brother and I were buying tickets? But I believe we were on the same plane as said frenemy, and it may have had to do with entering a game, or flying to where a game competition was.

But that detail didn't matter because next thing the plane was being forced to make an emergency landing. What I remember is that the pilot started to mention it or the plane started to dip down, and I looked out the front window somehow and realized we were apparently going to touch down on a highway. Part of my mind was like "hm I'm not scared by this hohoho" even though the pilot was clearly experiencing some stretched nerves, but hey, he was the guy who had to land right and maybe not crush any of the various cars or cause an enormous accident. It didn't feel like we were going particularly fast so I think that's why I wasn't worried. Slightly nervous, maybe, but not scared.

Anyway he managed to land on a clear stretch of the highway, though now we were slightly tilted because one of the wheels was on an elevated median of some sort, and he couldn't slow down because we were on a highway, and cars were behind us. So the airplane taxi'd and here my brain apparently lost interest because it didn't try to explain how we got an enormous airplane from the highway to a department store parking lot. But we did, because that was a fairly logical thing to have happen next. It just sort of happened.

So next thing we were out of the plane and in the department store, and now my mom was there and perhaps also my sister. My mom had the idea of signing us up for Judo, so we wandered over to the Judo section of the store where some students were fighting on a too-small carpet. Really each student pair was constantly in danger of walloping another nearby, but apparently it didn't matter.

So as soon as it became clear that I might actually sign up, my first concern (and non-concern) was that I would start using Judo to release my aggressions. But at the same time I was pretty stinking excited to be able to unleash my dormant rage~ but it seemed like the sort of thing that wouldn't be strictly allowed or ethical. Like maybe I'd get in trouble with the teacher or something. So of course the sign-up form reflected this; I got a piece of paper with three questions or so on it, one of which was something like "why do you want to sign up?" with a box underneath for a one-word answer, and I had to decide whether I was going to put "aggression" down like a toolbox. But that's where the dream ended so we'll never know.

I'm still not lucid but to be fair the only techniques I've been using are random reality checks and lazy WBTB's. Spring Break's coming up >:3