non-lucid

In a cafeteria sitting at the lunch tables senior year with Jackie and Danielle, it doesn't look like our school its different. We were talking about burgers/cheese and how the burger bun would just end up tasting like cheese…Kaitlyn M was sitting to my left. Someone does something to piss the teacher off and they get hauled away. The teacher tries to catch us as well but we hide behind a pole as she walks up the stairs.

I was with Lee at first but he turned into Shane and we had gone to a museum, in the dream it was our special place. When we got our tickets they were recording us and we were excited because we would be able to keep the tape and it would be a nice memory, I remember he was wearing a tie, blue. I don't think anyone else was in the building and we saw turtles and for some reason I know I have dreamt about those turtles before... and termites..or something.

At Shanes apartment and watching him change into a blue checkered shirt and knowing that I was mad at him in waking life but I remember thinking, this is a dream. No reason to be angry. Jeff was there.

I was in a room doing yoga with women and I took off my top and had a red sports bra on underneath. I was doing a headstand, the room was very small.

My dream recall was terrible this morning, I had a terrible night trying to get to bed. Finally tried to drift off around 5 in the morning :/

I'm on the street I live but it's been transformed into an outdoor restaurant of some kind. I meet Keith at the restaurant and sit across a small square table with a white tablecloth and red napkins. We talk for awhile and I make fun of the fact that he sits here every night and eats alone while waiting for his new girlfriend. Keith turns into Shane and fades to black.
I'm with Michelle and we are talking about being healthy and getting in shape, she is cooking spinach and I put on a podcast and show her a website that I presume has to do with working out and I remember a picture of an athlete graphic in orange and white.
Something about my mom's upcoming wedding.

Sometimes my dreams reflect my everyday, ordinary life and it all just seems so normal that I have no chance of becoming lucid. Does anyone else have this happen? Most of the time I do have the crazy cinematic type dreams but getting lost in the plot is so easy to do and autopilot kicks right in.