dream fragment

Dream recall from today"s WBTB/nap.

i was at home, watching some video, someone was distracting me and i told him that there's 15 min left on video, then after a while i woke up, twice.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game and there was some volcanic area.

Dream 2(fragments):

A team of heroes was fighting a team of elite enemies on some kind of stadium. One of elites was weird guy that was really good at getting behind and snapping necks.

Dream 3(fragments):

Something about a tower and alchemy.

I had a few dreams about work, some involving dogs.

I had a dream where I was in a somewhat dangerous situation where I was at a house that buried underneath the house there was a good bit of treasure. It was unsettling treasure because it had to do with something morbid or something to that nature. The plot of land that these high money making schemes could be hatched were all decently expensive. There was a lot of trickery going on with the price of the land.
One woman was making a good deal of money off of it , while also selling the lots for a very high price to another man who didn't really have the money for it until he ran into some money through a 120 million dollar inheritance of sorts. He then bought the land easily then somehow me and my unidentifiable friends were able to acquire it from him. There was a good bit of gruesome things that happened to some of my friends because that same woman hired some men to come and try to get the fortune that we had found on her old land and bring it back to her. We were tortured to some extent and a few other things.

It was an interesting and heartwarming tale.

There were a few other dreams that I slightly remember as well.

I have a very uncomfortable dream of owning a house and going on different little roadshows for a certain show. i am helping out for a web show called Game Grumps. We were filming about a certain subject whereas I made a video in response to their video. They made it as if they were camping and it looked like they were in California, but really they were in a place like Michigan, which is where one of the members was from in my dream.They start to make some jokes about the whole thing, and then they seem to be asking me for a video response, which I oblige them quickly.
It seems the program that they were putting on had to do something about camping outside or something and the possible dangers. There was a spider that lifted up its forelegs in one of their videos. I ended up getting footage of one of those spiders in my house in Hawaii. I was able to kill the first spider pretty handily. The next spider though was pregnant and as I chase it around it lays its spider babies everywhere. It ends up that all of our little indoor dogs as well as their puppies end u covered in these spiders and then i force myself to wake up. It wasn't so much a nightmare, just it gave me a very weird feeling. I woke up with that feeling on my legs as if things were crawling around. Nothing too crazy but it was something.
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.as a few people from my high school. We had a few people in charge of the classes as well as a teacher. We were just coming back from summer vacation and we were given an assignment. Our teacher gave us an assignment where we had to write down our name, title of our report, date due, and some other info in the to right hand corner of a page, then we had to put a bunch of math and other info, like visual graphs and whatnot.
I found it really hard to concentrate and I kept going back to neon graphing paper and lined paper. For some reason Die Antwoord was playing on the tv in our classroom. The two class leaders left the class to run some errands and we were all left to do our assignment and clean the classroom. Sra Rowell was one of the people briefing the class on some graphs that we could use. I was also sitting next to Hanna and Sam and we had a few conversations.
It was a pretty unassuming dream overall. I just remember being so frustrated because I was having a very hard time concentrating
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I had a dream about two nerds. They were also crew chiefs. They used to be friends in college. They were now in a war game against each other. The nerdier nerd starts to stand up for himself for once and the revelation is that you are who you hang out with. We are a byproduct of habits and associations.
I was in a large air field in the desert. I was crewing B52 bombers and c13's. The air was especially cool. We had to BPO those big jets all by ourselves.
I remember a sort of mall. I was happy in this dream, or at least that I had that dream but I don't remember it very well.
I do not remember any dreams from the first part of the night. I did have SP when I tried to wake up to write down in my DJ. There was a possible FA but most likely not.
We were all working at a large building. I was with some coworkers as well as my mom was there. One of my coworkers wives were trying to come on to me. There was much work to be done.
I remember fragments of a dream where I was in a huge mall of some sort.
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I remember a part of a dream where I was crewing a jet with Nguyen. We were near the edge of a taxiway parked alongside it. Near the back of the aircraft there was a steep grassy hill. To the right of us there were a few young girls who were specs. They were working the other jet. Their work area seemed much cleaner and niver than ours. It had a bunch of new equipment and there tools/area had a yellow, construction color to it. There were a bunch of seven levels working the jet with me and Nguyen Sgt Dennis was expediting. He made a joke to the girls next door to check AMAD hydro servicing. I thought he was talking to me. We then went back to our jet and found out that we had to run it up, so I got the comm cable and started hooking up and told nguyen to get the comm headset, but he wouldnt listen. I felt like kind of a dick for being stern with him, but eventually the staff ssgts yelled at him to go get the tools. We also had to breakdown the jet, i told him to get some of the covers but he wouldn't listen. sgt mitchell yelled at him to get the intake covers. Dream ends before the mx run and I stay still in my bed still somewhat euphoric and in a dream state. my mouth is dry so I like my lips and get out of it.
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I saw a brown pitbull come up from the foot of my bed and jump at me, I was very calm and thought of no harm or scaredness. Eventually he dissipated and I watched the foot of my bed just waiting for something else to pop up. I was very calm though and felt no fear. I then began rising up after thinking that if this was a dream I could levitate. I did after the sleep paralysis wore off and then fell back onto my bed in my brightly lit room. I get up of the bed and start trying to stabilize it. I yell increase clarity now and everything does get clear. I say stabilize dream now as well and look at myself to anchor myself in to my dream. My hands are somewhat transparent. Im wondering why I start fading from the dream and come to find outthat my eyes were open in real life.
I had a bunch of other small somewhat light dreams. I felt like I was still lightly dreaming and I hadn't gotten in to a deep sleep yet.
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I had a continuation of the last dream with Nguyen and I at our jet. There are again a whole bunch of people crowding around our jet, but it turns out that we are helping launch out both our jet and the one next to us that the girls were working on They seemed very new, but during startup there were a few problems. Nguyen started getting pretty angry because he was being boxssed around. Sgt Rustica came up and he was pretty rude to another chick who was a couple jets down and nguyen didn't like this so he didn't want to be respectful. After that Jones tried to borrow some tools from us to fix some problem with the right MLG and come to find out we didn't even have a crew chief box. One asian girl came over to my box while I was looking for tools, and commented on how it wasn't a normal box. The major feeling I remember was that I screwed up and got the wrong box.
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After that I awoke and stayed still in my bed until I believe that I dreamt bout having sleep paralysis, except it was different
cont this time because my room was quite well lit, but also my eyes were open.

10-22-2013 -- In a strange, live version of Runescape with a bunch of other people, there is a sort of group or mob of enemies to fight, including some dragons, some weird lava monsters, and a bunch of other big, powerful enemies, and a group of about 20 of us are getting ready to take them on. We start fighting against them, but the battle isn't going too well for me at first. I am trying to fire magic at them, but at first I am too far away. Eventually I make it close enough, and am close enough to manage some decent shooting at them, but soon I find I am running out of magic and energy, and my shots are doing no good.

The others with me continue firing, and for a while are doing well, and managing to damage the enemies, but soon they are also running out of magic and energy, and are starting to die to the opposing forces. Soon we're standing around discussing how we probably all want to get another 5 to 10 combat levels before we bother trying again!

Somehow things then shift to the House of Imports, where I seem to be working a shift, even though it is modern times (I worked there more than 20 years ago). My shift should have ended after 10 hours, but I realize I have been working more than 14 hours, and am probably going to be yelled at, so I better get my butt in gear and get clocked out. The dealership is quite busy, with a bunch of people looking through the showroom, and crowding the short stairway down to the lower level where the time clock is, so I rise a few feet into the air, so that I am just above everybody's heads, and fly down to the time clock to clock out. Nobody seems to notice or care, and it doesn't seem like a big deal to me that I can fly, either.

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10-17-2013 -- [Unfortunately couldn't remember much even when I dreamed it, then waited four days before entering it in, and now even more is missing. Oh well.] Somehow I am wandering around at a school or a store, slight hints of department stores at malls or perhaps Marshall. Wherever it is, I find myself wandering into a bathroom, and am trying to find a clean, stocked stall to use. Could even be in a locker room at a pool. Soon I find that I have just boarded a bus, and am trying to pay my fare. Unfortunately, I have dropped my change everywhere, and have to bend down and scrabble for my coins.

Eventually I find myself in Disneyland, walking from the hub down Main Street, heading for town square, same area I have been walking through in a lot of dreams, recently. I pass Sharon H. and am heading for the corner shop next to the magic shop which had collectible plates and figurines and things in the last dream here (yesterday with a lot of AC stuff in the dream) and for some reason my pants are too large and keep trying to fall down around my ankles.

I reach the store, and am just kind of standing around, talking with Dale. Nothing too big or exciting, just chatting. But as we are watching, one of the people working in the shop seems to be putting together balloon decorations and placing them around the store. Thing is, she is using some unusual balloons, rounds, odd shapes, very strong colors, and occasionally other things. One sculpture that almost seems to be a Star Wars creation is topped by what seems to be a small white garbage can, but it fits perfectly and looks just like whatever it is supposed to be. There are other figures that look like they are made of gold balloons, but unlike most gold balloons, these are so strongly colored that they almost give the impression of being solid gold, though they aren't.

Another creation is actually a very impressive model of Aladdin's Genie, but this one is obviously made out of blue balloons. They are wandering around the interior and exterior of the store, putting these things up in various places as displays, and decoration, and they look very good and Dale and I are both quite impressed with them.

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10-16-2013 -- I am running around Rosemary's place, and oddly enough I find that I can get my voice back as long as I am speaking in a slightly deeper voice. I find I can sing as well, as long as I deepen my voice from my previous tenor to a nice, strong baritone. I end up running around the place able to finally talk and sing and make myself be heard, but it does make my throat slightly sore, and I find I am a little worried about it. Soon, following the suggestions of others, I decide to go visit the doctors.

I soon find myself at a cross between the Doctor's office that Terry and Grace used to run, and a dream clinic that I have frequently visited, wandering into areas that guests aren't allowed in, but that I had been invited into by Terry, Grace, and Kathy in the past. The problem is, they no longer work here, and the doctors that do are a little unhappy about me wandering around ... though not enough to actually say anything.

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10-16-2013 -- Out on a long cross country road trip with Chris Vopat, where I am riding in the back of his pickup truck. This is bad enough for the long trip and the distance we're traveling, but it becomes even worse as a volcano a few miles away erupts and starts shooting lava down its sides and hot ash into the air, which is quick to ruin the air quality even where we are, a few miles away.

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10-16-2013 -- At an Adventurers Club reunion type of thing, but it is not being held at the Club, which has long been shut down. I run into a couple of performers who seem to be doing some bits, but I have missed most of it, and have no clue what is going on. Then I run into BC, and she has been here for almost the whole thing, and mentions that Anne has been doing stuff from her odd version of the Vagina Monologues (see past dream here), which it seems she has now made a regular part of things whenever she is doing AC reunion stuff, which doesn't make any sense to me.

We sit and discuss this, but more and more as we talk, I find myself thinking of taking a trip to California and visiting with Dale. Somehow he is here for a visit, or perhaps only just left, and I am really in the mood for a visit to California since I haven't left the state in something like a decade. I am not sure how, but I know somehow I can get there. But I have no money for tickets to the park. I am trying to think of ways I can sneak in (possibly involving friends on the monorail), but then I remember that Keith works there, and he can probably sign me in a couple of times, which should solve that problem.

Somehow thinking about that brings it about, and I suddenly find that I am in Disneyland's Frontierland area, walking back toward New Orleans Square and Critter Country. As I walk along, I see a couple of Adventurers Club performers, either on their own, or perhaps working streetmosphere, and I am thinking it might be fun to go watch them sometime. Meanwhile, I find myself walking into a western-themed restaurant that, for some odd reason, serves egg drop soup from large bowls.

Turns out Dale has been debating trying the soup for ages, but he is never brave enough to do so, and I am kind of pushing and encouraging him to give it a try, but he really isn't sure he is willing to do so. I give up, and am about to wander off and go walking through the park, when a large group walks in. They are mostly women, just a couple of men, and though I can't identify specific people, it seems to be a group from Pine Castle. They are playing a strange game to choose a person, something of the nature of Rock, Paper, Scissors, but completely different. They have wandered in and surrounded me at the exact right time for me to win, and since I won, I am expected to provide small presents for everybody, but I have no money, no gifts, and they are all kind of disgusted with me. Doesn't seem fair, since I never asked to be a part of their game.

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10-13-2013 -- I am somewhere that is halfway in the midwest somewhere, and halfway in England. I'm walking down the street on foot while a friend is on a skateboard, or perhaps a bike. In the street is a police car, and a cop is just stepping out of it and is keeping an eye on us, but he isn't actually doing anything, so we just try and ignore him. I head down a street that seems to be a cross between a hill in Omaha, and Dale in Buena Park. I reach about the point where Athenian Burgers was, and find Carl and Mary Baumer there. They seem to be thinking about treating me to a meal.

Instead I find myself walking down La Palma (or perhaps Orangethrope, or some random street in Omaha) discussing job possibilities. I am kind of down and depressed, and Carl (who is slowly turning into dad) is trying to cheer me up. He asks the guy who has given me a place to stay (should be Joe Lane, but is strangely looking like Marv Goodwin) what he thinks, and Marv says that I am probably going to fail at everything, but yeah, I ought to try, anyway. Dad is about ready to kill him, but Marv just drives away on his fork lift. So we walk on down to the corner, and I seem to be on the southwest corner, at Magnolia and either La Palma or Orangethorpe, but as always for Buena Park, my compass is off.

Anyway, dad leads me to what seems to be a cross between a truck yard, a warehouse, and an office building (feels a lot like the TAMS property), where he does their tires, and has contacts, and is sure he can get me a job. But they turn us down. He's a little upset, and we cross the street to a corner shop that is a cross between a restaurant and a liquor store, where dad sits down at a picnic table out of the way on the side of the building to have a cigarette. He's out of breath because of the smoking, and I'm out of breath because of my weight, and there are some toughs who are being slightly threatening, but don't really care enough to be serious about it. I'm not sure but it is possible that Paul and Irene Broden come by after that and buy me dinner at the Chinese restaurant.

1. I dream I am working at a nursing home. I take care of an old lady, and take her to a doctor appointment, but forget to actually take her in to see the doctor. I send her off (to somewhere) and then remember that the doctor hasn't actually seen her, and start worrying that even though she is healthy she may have health problems that aren't so obvious... but there's no way to fix it without getting in a lot of trouble.

2. One of my less comfortable OBEs. I partially woke up, but my body was still 'paralyzed' and I was half asleep. I tried to settle down and catch onto a dreamlet or something. That isn't working and I'm not entirely lucid, so I try to sit up out of my body. My body "sticks" to me like it's glue, so I try to roll over out of it. I feel like I am tipping and sinking backwards into the bed. I am in the "wind tunnel". I start to panic, and after a lot of flailing around and struggling, I lapse back into unawareness.

3. I dream that there is a huge snowstorm and the whole city has shut down. The city I live in is one I've never seen before in my life. I go outside and start trying to shovel snow with everybody else.

4. I dream I am in a castle. I am moving through room after room. The floor has diamond floor tiles in various brown colors. I can get on top of the walls and run along them, and jump down into other rooms. As I am crossing a hallway, I see a mirror. Mirrors always make me lucid - I approach it, see my reflection, and 'push' into lucidity. Unfortunately, I'm sleeping too lightly, and it wakes me up (not a false awakening).

I grumble and roll over. A few minutes pass. Someone lightly knocks on my door, twice. I ignore it because if my brother is trying to wake me up on the morning I have a day off work, he's being a jerk.

Someone knocks on my door again, a little louder, twice.
I say "what?" but there's no answer. I get up and open my door, but nobody is there. I hear someone in the kitchen. I go into the kitchen and ask my roommate, "Did you knock on my door?"
She says, "No, I wouldn't do that."
My brother is asleep... my other roommate isn't home. My roommate verified that she was, in fact, making breakfast, and that I did ask her if she knocked on my door. Even though it was a hypnopompic hallucination, it still sounded very real, and was pretty creepy.

Review:
Last night was semi-productive, I guess. I'm having more lucids, but the quality has gone down. I don't think it's because I'm getting "worse" at lucid dreaming, so much as I am having a lot more lucid dreams lately and the quality will slowly improve again.

When I say OBE, I don't really mean that I believe it's an actual out of body experience. I mean that it's a specific kind of lucid dream I have where it feels like I am rising/rolling/whatever out of my body, and either end up in the void or end up in a facsimile of my bedroom, while my "body" remains in bed. I don't believe anything paranormal is going on, it's just a really specific kind of dream with a really specific feeling... and a specific set of challenges that I still haven't overcome.

Clues I was dreaming:
- I don't work in a nursing home
- We don't have blizzards where I live
- I don't generally wander around castles

Dream recall from today's WBTB/nap.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some game that i thought i've played before, it was fps and i was going through a bunch of brown futuristic halls, fighting enemies. Then i reach a room where i remember about cannon weapon from serious sam series, i remember that there's hidden way to get it in the room using some mechanisms.After a while of looking around i realize that i am dreaming, but i am still curious about that cannon(Low awareness), i easily lift two mechanisms and they combine together into some weird metallic contraption, but with no more effect, then i remember my goals but dream fades out.

Dream 2(fragments):

There was something about a chase that woken up a dragon, then i was in my room talking to someone about some console game which had more realistic sun than an actual sun.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was going through various places.

Dream 1(fragment):

Something about hearthstone.

Dream 2(fragments):

Was playing some game with weapon crafting/upgrade.

I was with one of my friend with brown hair. We were walking around on the sidewalk at one point, her in front of me with her head turned to look at me. She was teaching me three different things, and I feel like they had something to do with calmness.

My first dream was boring. I dreamed I was at work and hadn't taken my lunch at the time I was supposed to (I was an hour late going to lunch because I got caught up working on something) and my manager was mad at me.

My second dream was more interesting:

I dreamed I was at Disneyland. I was staying in a hotel building that was white and faux "plantation style". I was on the 2nd floor. The layout was weird because the kitchen was split in half, and part of it was outside on part of the balcony.

Anyway, it was also a first person shooter. I was trying to get out of the hotel room and sneak past Snake and Patrick Stewart, who were armed with laser rifles. I accomplished this by crouching, going out onto the balcony, leaping off, and hiding in a large stand of trees. Unfortunately, a patrol of enemies led by a woman in a strapless top (it was red and looked like part of a ball gown) and camo pants killed me because I used my own laser rifle (which, by the way, I thought was pretty awesome) to shoot the wrong mook. It also drew the attention of Snake and Patrick Stewart. Game over.

I restarted, but forgot to crouch when leaping off the balcony, and got shot.

I restarted again. This time, I crouched as I lept off the balcony, made it, hid in the trees, shot the woman in the camo pants, and completed the level by making it to an opera house/ballroom. It was a large, French-looking manor-like building with a moat and fountains.

Anyway, now it turned into sort of a minigame. I had to collect cartoon pigs and store them in the ballroom. I also had to collect food from various plants around the hotel and either store them in the fridge or use them to fill my Hunger bar.

I felt semi-lucid toward the end, but my alarm went off.

Review
Dream clues: Pretty much everything. If I had to pick one thing, though, I'd say the ability to "replay" reality was a pretty big one (and a potential bridge to lucidity).

I was Batman and I think it was Superman that was with me, we were stuck on this one planet and couldn't get home ( It was Earth but we didn't know it for some reason) because my teleporter device was out of batteries.
I saw one of my classmates do this one thingy where it could turn you into another super hero.
She tried to make me a Green Lantern but I didn't want to so I just went to explore around the place and found out I was in my house.
My teleporter was now ready for use and i tried to do that cool style where you just walk through the wall and teleport somewhere else but failed
I teleported somewhere and I don't remember what happened after that.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was talking to someone about dragons.

Dream 2(fragments):

I've had to make a choice between two things, but somehow ended up choosing both.

Dream 3(fragments):

There were a few characters on a base, guarded by solders. Base was getting attacked by zombies. Two of characters, man and woman started talking, then she asked him to get as much health restoration pills as possible. He agreed to do so, but also added that those pills are like drugs.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was exploring some indoors place and in the end i've used some card that summoned a dimensional gate, i went through it and dream ended.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was watching a story about a team that had a cook that could do things extremely quickly, he helped one village with cooking really huge amount of food in a few seconds. Then in team also was Honeydew from yogscast, as a dwarf. The team had some talk and then they went on a quest of some kind.

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Date: 06.11.13
Total sleep: 8 h (3 am - 11 am)
Daytime Techniques: oddities - 10 min. back, only 3 times for some minutes - trying to sense everything around and inside me - like in Joshi´s ADA tut
Lucid Techniques: repeating mantras before sleeping and in between dream-parts; after final waking up I tried a bit hapazardly to WILD but lost patience real quick - heard the traffic outside - got itches here and there - gave up very quickly - maybe too awake - or maybe happy to be done with all the stress while dreaming.
Recall Techniques: criggling notes for the first part - the other two awakenings not - the second I had sweated through my pyjamas and tried writing, but was shivering and had to change clothes and lost it - third time I jumped out of bead, happy to be out of the nightmare
Fell Asleep: 3 am (bad girl - and had drunk alcohol too - like Friday - there was also impaired recall then)
Dream Fragment number one - Title: Hunting Dog-Loving Nazi-Killers
Dream:
Really bad recall - but anyway:
I was coming to investigate a murder of a girl and a boy with an other investigator.
It was a nasty affair - kids pretty much chopped up (shouldn´t have peeked into the Sally Hook thread..).
But their dog was missing - and we got shown pictures of a beautiful pedigree dog.
Then it was obvious, it must have been the Nazis, camping somewhere in the woods - because they like such dogs, and sure had taken it with them - otherwise it would be howling around the corpses.
So - we made out into the woods - it was winter and we walked and looked and walked - and suddenly I got lucid.
I forgot about the planned hand-rubbing - just remembered to really put my full attention towards a detail somewhere - still a bit concerned about the dream - wanting overlook - I choose a branch fork a bit in the distance and quite high up.
Sure enough - this fork "sucked" me in and I was up there (no flying like I usually did when lucid = air-swimming - I was just "zooming" there).
The last lucid thought I had was - damn - now I don´t have a body - what now?
Next thing - I saw that camp and lost lucidity and was somehow on the ground again - to go on Nazi-hunting.

We came to that camp and it was not as expected - no Nazis but the dog alright and many skinny scared people, who had some sort of problem with a fire-magic they had tinkered with and which burned them out now.
Now it starts getting all jumbled up - the above I wrote down, but I don´t have anything coherent from there on any more.
It seemed all one story what followed - with one awakening in between - but all a horrible stress.
I was with a sort of tribe of people who had brought nasty stuff upon themselves and we were constantly fighting, trying to catch someone or something and chain it down or whatever.

Strangely - much later was another moment, we were at a lake - and again - I got lucid - but not a lot - and tried to zoom over to the other shore of the lake for some reason - well - I got off the ground and can´t remember anything else from there.

All else are only pictures or mini-scenes - see snippets later.
There were also some strange sexual rituals somewhere connected - but I was only observer.
Now I write - it is a lot I can write - but the other days, except Friday - I had whole storylines.

Awake: after that first fragment - forgot to look, all overall 11 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 7/8
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) mostly maybe 5 but twice shortly lucid first time much clearer
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) That fragment felt like an afternoon - all nightmare together - maybe a week?
Emotions: shocked, angry, only a little afraid, also a bit of morbid fascination, but most of all and by far most intense - stress - I had to prevent bad stuff from happining all the time it felt - I did manage - but it took my all
Dream Signs: There was a mini-scene interspersed, where I was in an audience for a performance - and suddenly an old schoolmate turned up with the maths material I had missed the class for - he gave me his notes to copy

I keep having a certain dream that bothers me. This friend of mine just shows up and tells me something, but I can never remember what. I Know that what he has to say is important and it's always the same person. Does anyone have ideas of how to remember?

I don't recall my dreams from last night, beyond that my mother was in them. At one point, I woke up because I felt cold. I know I had dreams... I just can't recall them. This has happened a few nights this week. It's weird for me, because my dream recall is usually pretty good.

Maybe as I go through the day, I'll remember and then edit this post.

Edit: I recalled the dream as I was eating dinner.

I dreamed I went to eat at an old buffet restaurant with my brother and mother. It was ugly, with lots of cheap wood paneling and muddy-looking murals of pine trees. The carpet was a sort of ugly beige pattern. The interesting thing about the chain was that it was a combo buffet/ "real" restaurant, so there was also a regular menu in addition to the buffet, but nobody ever really went there for anything but the buffet. So, they had regular servers, but very rarely did anybody order off of the dinner menu.

My mother was commenting on how they couldn't keep servers there because they only paid the server minimum wage (servers make an average of $3 per hour in many states in the US because it's expected that their tips will make up the rest) and most people didn't tip their servers at buffets/tip enough, because they didn't feel like their server "did enough".

I don't remember if the food was any good. If I don't remember... I guess not.