dream fragment

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

31/11/10 It is after a training session, might even have been a match, and a similar crew to the basket people I am loosely associated with are there. We are playing some weird description of football, which is all for play and a way of gearing down after the game. We are going to a party that may have already started. Shaq is there. The entire atmosphere is quite jolly although the team I am on is getting our asses handed to us. Although I feel like an outsider and not completely within my rights to be there I still don't think I am the one performing the worst although I keep my mouth shut about that. We are having fun and we go down to the party find a couple of new balls and go upstairs again. I am hinting at some balls I would think are top quality for the game we are playing, but when I find one I was thinking about I realise it may be too slippery...

There is something about some changing rooms either after or before this section of the dream.

There might have been more to it, but I cannot quite remember...

Lucid
Dream1: Uncles Will
I become aware that I am in someones driveway standing next to an old white car (1970's type maybe). I've never seen this house or car before. A man comes to me and starts talking. I really don't care because although he may look like my uncle he's more than likely just a dreamer* and besides the dream world is much more interesting. He continues to talk to me as I pay him no attention and start exploring. I see some potted plants and pick one up to take a closer look, some of these dream environments can be so intricate. It looks like a poorly taken care of bonsai tree with a pool of water in its pot. I look up across the back yard, beside us and the car, and wonder what it all looks like and then I fly up and very very slowly flying towards the street. As I do I look down, I'm not up too high at all and I take the planter I still have and pour the water down to the ground where this guy (still talking) and his stuff is. This is fascinating to see how I am flying, back to the sky face down, and the water falls down to the ground and splashes. My supposed uncle is not happy now and starts saying he is going to leave me out of his will and that I am not going to get this silver pitcher he has placed down onto the cement driveway. I get really angry at his cheap attempt to insult me and control me with these paltry trinkets. I fly down to the ground and go over to his little silver pitcher and say "you can take your pitcher" then I kick it into his car "and shove it up your ass!" He looks at me completely shocked, his eye wide and his mouth hanging open. I just stood there waiting for whatever he had to say to that.

Nonlucid
Dream 2 fragment: The 10 Story High School
I am running around in this huge HS. I've been here before and realize that I am not a student here but seem to have some important stuff to run around and do. My female friend (not from real life) tries to keep up with me as I run around trying to figure something out. Its hard for her to keep up since I am the only one flying or sliding down stair handrails (the school is very crowded and it seems everyone is ALWAYS on their way to class so I use the handrails as a short cut).
I've been to this school 4 times before but in the past it was much more detailed and partially lucid.


During a nap today (45 min).
I had 2 dreams both nonlucid and both as if I was viewing a TV show.

Dream 3: After School Show
It was a crappy kids show where the actors are lame and so's the acting. I wished it was over and the ending came as they all came together and sang a lame ending song about how they all get along and play fair. I marveled at how 28 year olds could play 16 year olds and still be on TV every day.

Dream 4: Cooking Show & Shoes
This was a cooking show like Rachel Ray but for kids with the same "its a cooking show but we do a lot of non-cooking things too" theme. The girls on the show where preparing lunch which for each of them (4) was different. The leader of the show then said "now lets use our place-mats!" They then put their bowls and cups into the foot hole in shoes! Each shoe pointed in the other direction but side by side with the food sticking out of the shoe or ever fluffy bedroom slippers. They then carried them from the kitchen to the circular table.
I woke and was like "wtf?" Not only were the shoe place-mats weird but the fact that I didn't think it was weird in the dream!


* I refer to DC's as dreamers a lot because I see them as people dreaming wondering the dream world. They act out living at home, being at work, or whatever they usually do. These dreamers are different than what I call "replicants" these are characters created by my mind and are linked to me by my attention. The difference is one is a real person sleeping at home and the other is a drem't up facsimile of a person, animal, or thing. I can sometimes feel the difference between them but the real test is to take your attention away from them completely and then see if they are still there. If they are gone they were a replicant. This has helped me a lot since I would always wined up looking for something I just had since as soon as I took my attention away it was not there any more.

Dreamers can vanish as well but usually under extreme emotional stress. Rarely I have caught them vanishing while interacting with them but just before they do they stop talking, or whatever, and look like they have just remembered something. The next instant they are not there. There's no "poof" or nothing just vacancy. It's a bit of a shock to NOT see someone in an instant.

November 18, 2010

It is 11:49 PM

-Just as a note this is one of those dreams where you kinda fall asleep then snap back awake.

I'm driving down a local street in my town and I approach an hill going up. It is night time and there are leaves falling from the trees as it is autumn. As I'm passing over it I see a guy in the middle of the road dragging a dead guy across the street. This literally freaks me out so much that I wake up. I just had to write it down it was so unique of an experience.

Note: My plans for this night included meeting MoSh to have another dream in a Harry Potter world, and I also had plans to meet up with Tigress and have a dream about fighting zombies. Unfortunately, my recall is just barely on the happy side of CRS (Can't Remember Shit). So after the dreaming, all I have to show for it is these fragments. I was spontaneously lucid in both of these, or maybe I just don't remember becoming lucid.

Hogwarts 2000 Race
I am with MoSh at Hogwarts… we are all outside on the hill that we were at when we practiced our patronuses. MoSh, Asuka, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are there with me. Ron is being really rude, he is saying he doesn't want any filthy Slytherins here, Hermione is telling Ron how immature he is being, so shut up. Ron finally shuts up about me being there, then MoSh is wanting to have some kind of competition with Harry. After a bit of discussion they end up deciding on a race. So we all go into the castle to fetch some brooms, Harry says unless MoSh has his own broom, they can both use school brooms so it would be even. MoSh summons a broom, Harry gets his Nimbus 2000, and we go back to the hill. The course is set, and they both take off. Ron wants to go up on a broom of his own to watch the race from a better view, Hermione is apparently afraid of heights, I decide to see what it feels like to be riding a broom, so I summon one and fly up with Ron to watch Harry and MoSh race. The two of them are racing along the agreed course, and they seem to be pretty close, but then MoSh apparently decides the broom is more of a hindrance than a help. Harry does a double take as he sees MoSh's broom fall, yells out MoSh's name, apparently thinking MoSh is falling, then pulls a very good Homer Simpson (staring with a blank expression on his face) as he sees MoSh continue flying without the aid of the broom. Harry continues the race, but now MoSh is going faster than he was before, and Harry is already behind. So the distance between them only grows until MoSh crossed the finish line. I land next to MoSh and Hermione, Ron is also pulling a very good Homer Simpson, he is still floating in the air on his broom. Hermione is congratulating MoSh on his win, but she stops mid sentence when she sees he has no broom… now she is pulling a very good Homer Simpson with the others.

Resident Evil: The Dark Side
I am with Tigress in an abandoned looking town that reminds me of Silent Hill, though it reminds me of Silent Hill on the lighter side. There is a lot of fog and stuff, but aside from being a bit dark and dreary, it is a normal looking small town. Tigress and I are looking through the town, we both have an array of weapons strapped to us, I know we are looking for zombies. I hear the sound of gunfire and turn to see Tigress has taken out a zombie. I blast a zombie off to my left with my shotgun as it comes out of the space between two of the buildings. Tigress and I continue exploring the place, but then things begin to change… I hear a strange noise, a sort of squishing noise like might be heard when pulling something out of the mud… or maybe the sound that might be heard from a swarm of bugs and maggots in a pile of rotting flesh… I know that is gross, but I don't know how else to describe the sound… Along with the sound, the surroundings are changing. The buildings are actually decaying, the tops of them are getting covered with a gross looking green stuff that looks like mold, which is spreading down the buildings. As the buildings decay, several of them start to collapse. The mold stuff spreads to the ground and across it, leaving a really gross looking surface. And as the decay spreads, so do the zombies. Not just a couple, but lots of them, so many of them. Tigress and I are firing our weapons on rapid fire now, a shot gun is too slow, I choose a different weapon and start cutting them down. We are completely surrounded by zombies, but if we can't hold them off, we will take a shitload of them with us!

I had a very difficult time sleeping last night. It seemed I could not gain comfort and continued to wake off and on. Therefore, my dreams are unkempt but still very vivid.

I remember being out on the ocean. The water is dark, but not noticeably cold. There are others with me, at the time I knew them, but I cannot register them in my memory. We are out on the ocean, no shoreline in sight, and the waves are getting bigger and bigger. We are trying to push through the waves, so they don't engulf us. We are afraid of drowning. The waves get bigger and bigger, and we are being swallowed in them. However, through each way, we gain better leverage, are able to right ourselves faster. The waves are monstrous, but we are able to traverse them because we now know how.

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My sister, my cousin, and I are in what appears to be a tree house. Its drizzling out, and cold. The sky is overcast and its evening. My sister's clothing has been strewn all over the gravel below the treehouse. Next to us is a house; my parents home. My cousin, sister, and I are confused as to why her clothes are thrown around. It is dark and we are aware of a presence. We are frightened. I grab a flashlight that flickers on and off; it isn't a steady stream of light. I tell them I'll go inside; find my mother. I open the back door and the house is dark. It is drafty inside as the house isn't well insulated. The walls are dark wood and the home is dreary. I hold the flashlight out, more as a weapon than an intended light source. I continue to creep through the house. I see light coming from under the door in a closet. I hear voices. It is warm here. I open the door and find my mother inside, the room steamy and pleasant. However, I look back and see a deformed, dark skinned figure, his teeth glaringly bright as he smiles a devilish smile at me. He is evil, and I know it. I recoil in horror, but my mother says that she is giving him a bath and that I musn't scare him. I know when she lets him go, he will come to try to hurt me. I flee and run back to the tree house, explaining what I saw. I begin to pack my things. I pick out a dress that is grey and black, and plan to pair it with leggings. I am throwing my clothes around, looking for leggings.

Then I wake up.

#1: Estava havendo um concurso de músicos na minha cidade, onde vieram vários músicos famosos e algumas pessoas tinham que hospedá-los. Lembro que minha família hospedou Lady Gaga, e eu mandei uma mensagem para o Gabriel "Lady Gaga está na minha casa!". Mas, após enviar a mensagem (eu estava andando ao redor da piscina), eu não conseguia mais encontrar ela.

#2: Eu estava no meu quarto atendendo o telefone. Era de um banco (ou algo assim), querendo falar com o meu pai. Eu disse para a mulher que ele não estava. (Eu estavan andando entre as duas camas, em direção à TV).

Cant remember much detail about last nights dreams(maybe thats a good thing), they were very fragmented and vague.

In a desert landscape, there's a house and I am having sex with this women... eventually it ended and I leave feeling unsatisfied.

...This time I am sitting with my nephew he is actually about 16 but in the dream he is just a child, he asks if I want to play a game. I said sure so he hands me an identical toy gun to his. “Let see who can spin this the longest” pointing to the cylinder of the gun. Strange it was almost as if he didn't know it was a gun he had in his hand. Anyway I play with him a bit and I notice that the guns are actually pellet guns. So I explain this my nephew whom seemed amazed. I then have a look at his gun and see that the spring mechanism isn't working. I then try to fix it...

... weird dream about these four dancers dressed all in black and one is a little chubby fat kid but boy could he spin on his head.

...at an awards ceremony and there are 3 rock musicians dressed in drag accepting an award. I get the impression that they are not gay, it seems its just an act to make them stand out. The one musician who accept the award says, “ Thank You, now I can finally get changed into something normal”

November 22, 2010

Lucid fragment involving me trying to choose a dream. I kept getting "Dream Serial # 2250." I was trying to upgrade my dream to "Dream Serial # 5000."

November 23, 2010

I don't remember anything before this, but I remember pinching my nose to check for dreaming. I could breathe, so I tried again to be sure. I sucked in a huge long breath through my pinched nose and I was satisfied. It's too bad I couldn't see anything. I calmly waiting for a scene to take shape around me. I tried to imagine maybe being inside a room or something. Nothing, and I soon woke up.

Alright... here's the deal. I was going to bed just now and noticed I wrote something in my DJ in the middle of last night that I don't remember writing... I don't remember anything from this entry, I don't remember waking up and writing in my DJ and this entry in my notebook is full of spelling errors and I obviously wrote that in the dark because it's all messed up. Here it goes...

• My brother needed to measure my bedroom while I was trying
• He said he needed to talk to me about something important
• He went too see our upstairs neighbors to tell them to put their music down
• I went to the corner store with my ex in the middle of the night (I still see her often and we actually do that sometimes)

Now even if I don' remember a thing, I double checked everything and yes, I did dream it all.

Needed to cover a house from the sun. used sandwich meat pieces. 6 cats lived on the 2nd story of the house, it was white. I was trying to DVR the geico woodchucks commercial

This is the 3rd dream in a month I was riding a BMX bike! There was a beginning and end to this dream that I only vaguely recall. I had this dream last night:

I was hanging out in my neighborhood and when a white car started to follow me. I remember I rode away on my bike causally at first but he kept coming. So I peddled hard, cut through the park and double backed uphill to my house without getting winded. I completely lost the person who was following me and I clearly remember crossing the street most likely to bump into him while doubling back to my house. He was not there either.

I never got tired and I easily had my bike up to 25mph+ When I reached my block, there was a lot of activity and cars parked on the street. Lots of neighbors were in front of their houses.

In May and July 2010 I spent many nights trying to induce dreams about my house and city, and didn't have one that I recalled. Now I am having regular dreams about my city, and strangely, my old bike! I was fortunate enough to have my own car at age 16, the incorporation of my bike to escape from "threats" is an old dream theme.

In the past I have noticed that dream seeding takes weeks of build up, then often, those planted themes become regular. This happened with the High School dream theme.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

These are dreams I had during the night between Saturday and Sunday. 28th is the date I wrote it all down. Awesome dreams! Nightmares perhaps? Still long, vivid and filled with emotions.

Schizofrenic Depression
I'm with a female psychiatrist. Apparently I am very sick in the head. I am handed two big white pills, and is told to swallow them. It takes a couple of tries before I get them down with some water. "You have a depression" she tells me. This depressions causes brain damage, and makes you kind of schizofrenic. A thousand thoughts and theories spin around in my head right away (much like while I'm awake).

"So that's why I can't seem to stop thinking? I got a sickness..." I tell myself. I completely trust the psychiatrist and several pieces fall in place. We're sitting at a table with a few guys from work. I can't stop thinking. "How can I be so sure that any thought I have, is the real me? And not the disease talking. Who am I?" I ask myself. I pull my hair and yell that I have to stop thinking. People around me look very concerned.

Zombies
There are zombies everywhere. I'm standing on a road in the middle of nowhere. I spot a military vehicle in the ditch, and head for it. I have to fend off a zombie trying to bite me. The vehicle has a plastic bubble on the roof, and I see several people inside. They let me in and we're safe from the zombies. For now.

Several weeks later, we come out and I have a beard. There are still zombies walking around, but they're much more rotten now. "We should head for the nearest gas station" I say. A zombie tries to bite me and I kill it with my fists. Its rotten flesh ripping easily. We drive the vehicle to a gas station. There's just one zombie around, and I pour gasoline on him. "Don't light him close to the pumps!" I yell, running away from the faster than normal zombie.

He lights up, but doesn't seem to care. He just stands there, dying slowly. Suddenly a couple of cars appear. They're racing and a guy tells me to join them. I spot a light blue ferrari and I get in. The engine roars as I step on the gas and quickly catch up. The landscape looks a bit like from Fallout 3. From being in fifteenth place, I end up being third after a huge jump. It feels just like a racing simulator! In a tunnel I gain pole position, but sadly the dream ends.

Summer Computer Problems
I'm standing on a dock. The weather is amazing and the radio is on. "We have 30 degrees out at the moment, but we will expect much colder weather in the coming days" a woman says. I really enjoy the sun and I feel extremely happy. I want to take a swim but I decide not to because it's probably cold. Monica is with me, and I check my computer. A couple of files I don't recognise is on the desktop. I delete them.

They appear again. I delete them. Once again they appear, and I notice some kind of loading window. Winrar is unpacking things onto my desktop. The entire computer's contents are being copied. I try to make it stop, but I can't. I decide to ask DV chat for help.

Hair
I'm watching some kind of reality dating show. There are happy couples on the beach, telling people they've had the best time of their lives. I am standing in the water, and I accidentaly drop Monica's cellphone. It slides around on the sandy bottom. Felix tells me that I shouldn't be afraid to tell her I've got alot of hair on my back. "It's normal dude! She won't mind!" I find this strange since I am almost hairless.

Amount of sleep: Around 8 hours

Supplements before bed: Lots of alcohol

That's it! I will write the remaining dreams tomorrow. Took alot longer than I thought.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID SEMI-LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! I went away for a few days this weekend. Visited my gf's hometown. I didn't have dreaming in mind, other than sleeping in some. But after seven dreams the first night (Friday to Saturday) I just had to write them down. Even got lucid twice that first night, and the other nights had some VERY long dreams in them, and a very cool theme. I'll write them as three separate entries. I didn't write down my bedtime or anything.

Civilization
I'm playing a game very much like Civilization IV. I got control over a few units and I'm walking around in the enemy camp. I can see Indian tents and stuff like that everywhere. I destroy everything I can with my tiny soldiers. The enemy troops retaliate and I am victorious. With just a few soldiers left in each group, I click the "+" button. My teams are quickly replenished and I continue wreaking havoc. A side menu pops up and I can see alot of different awesome upgrades they have. "Veterans, +20 damage" and so on. A movie scene appears and a couple of guys in strange costumes are chanting over a kettle. A building is about to be sunk into the ground with magic. I successfully sink the building before my troops are destroyed.

Call of Duty DILD
I am playing a virtual reality Call of Duty game. I got an UZI and the longer I aim, the more precise the sight becomes. I take out several guys standing on the third floor of a building, behind some broken windows. Apparently I'm in some kind of dark, oldschool city. I check my score. 25/6. I am way ahead of everyone else. I run down some stairs and almost run in to a guy, which I quickly stab to death with my knife. It's getting pretty hectic and I don't feel like staying for too long. I head for the backdoor and leave the ruins.

I run for my life as bullets hit the ground very close to me. I go down a hill, and take out a sniper. I try to aim with it, but the guys coming over the hill are spraying me with bullets and I don't dare to stand still. It's still very dark outside, but I spot my friend G. The dream gets kinda fuzzy, but we enter a car and leaves. We're cruising around in my old neighbourhood from when I was a kid. We're trying to find the way to something, but we keep getting lost. After driving around for a while, we stop next to a forest, and get out.

We walk around for a while, scouting the area perhaps. Then walk back towards the car. I pick up a beercan and figure I can amplify the volume of the speakers with it. G tells me he's going to steal the car parked next to ours, and looks around on the ground for the keys. I get in our car and close the door. I realise I am dreaming. I leave the can in the car and decide to see what G would say if I told him this is just a dream. I get out of the car. "Hey G, you do realise this is just a dream right?" I ask him. "Yeah ofcourse!" he tells me.

I can't really focus on anything because of it being so dark, and suddenly I'm floating. Going up a few meter. The dream starts to fade. I quickly look at my hand and see a very bright hand, with a bright background instead of black. I hold this imagine for a few seconds. I wake up.

Spy Mission
I'm a spy of some kind, walking around in a building. I spot a guy and I know he's got the combination to a door that I need. I sweep his legs and point a gun at him while he's on the ground whimpering. "What is the the code" I ask him and notice it's a guy from highschool who was in my class. "Farting Warts" he tells me and I leave him. I try the combination but it doesn't work.

Stefan from work appears and I ask him casually if he knows the combination. "Yeah sure, it's "Unit It"" I try it on the safe-like door and it opens easily. I get a strange thought in my head. "What if the door just shuts on its own" BAM! The door shuts tight. I really want to see what's in that room, so I imagine it being very easy to open once again. I can easily open it and there's no resistance what so ever. I wake up before I get to see anything in the room. I decide to DEILD and lie completely still. My arms and hands are having very intense spasms, and once again it feels like they're bending in impossible angles. I know this is how I feel in SP now, and I try to ignore the feelings. I wake up and give Niklas (the former school friend) a call, and tell him about the dream.

My Dead Grandpa DILD
I'm at work. Doing high jumps on a table. There's a soft matress lying on the table and there's one of those bars they use. Björn is there with me, and we compete against eachother. It's a piece of cake really, and we get bored quickly. I put on my jacket, but Björn decides to put on someone else's jacket. He fools around, pretending to be a monkey or whatever. I smile and look to the left. Sitting at a table, staring at me, is my dead grandpa.

I get kind of shocked and slowly walk towards him. He looks straight into my eyes and he doesn't look very healthy. "Grandpa?" I ask him. I haven't seen him in about 10 years, and I get a bit emotional. He looks exactly like he looked the last time I saw him, and his face isn't distorted at all. His skin is pretty grey/green. Suddenly he opens his mouth, gasping for air. This is too horrible for me to watch, and I look away, thinking; "Fuck that, this shit ain't happening in my dream".

His gasping stops, and I realise that I am dreaming. This is way too heavy to just ignore, and I decide to see what he has to say. "This is a dream" I tell him. "Yes it is. What was the last thing your mother told you, before I died?" He asks me. I try to remember and I get a few false memories, but nothing concrete. "Uhm, well she told me..." is all I manage to say.

Fragments
*An old baker is telling me how he is a soldier, but in his heart, he has dough! He's very old and his skin is all red. He got flour everywhere and a white apron. I think it was related to the Civilization dream.

*I'm standing on a grass covered island, trying to get to the other side. The bridge infront of me is broken, and I can only take a few steps out in the water before it gets too deep for my boots. Two old guys walk up to me and they smile. They have to cross, and decide to walk around instead. I do the same.

*I've got 300 kr left on my bank account. I double check the amount and I can see that I've spent 8000 kr twice on something. Something about Monica's loan or whatever. I get pretty anxious.

Amount of sleep: Around 10 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! Pretty intense night, with two lucids! Sweet. Got two more nights with long, intense dreams coming up!
No supplements at all this weekend, and I will wait until next Saturday before I do some Galantamine + Choline.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I am in a room, it is not my room but it feels like it, there's a computer screen in front of me. Its a big CRT monitor with a black finish. I am watching a time laps video of someone painting. There is a sound coming from the PC speakers I think its an online radio show, I remember hearing that some DJ has just died. I swivel the chair to look around, there are lots of wires, and a single box. I know it has something to do with audio equipment. I then get up and open the door, I am confronted with familiar scene, I am upstairs in my own home, visitors have just come through the front door, my nieces and brother in law, my sister is not with them. Someone appears to left from the bathroom, its a family friend whom I considered as an aunt, she died tragically a few years ago. She greets me, I say, “ Long time, no see”. I know that she has died but it doesn't seem to bother me, she wearing a red dress, I notice that on her ankle there appears to be some waxing strip, strange, I then proceed downstairs...

I now find myself in a third person view, it looks like I am in America at some mall with an open air cafe. I'm at a table there's a doctor in a white coat and a nurse in light blue overalls I take it they are on a break, its like something out of friggin ER. I get the impression that the hospital is just across from the mall. I have the perfect image of the nurse she is in her mid 30's, slim build natural blond hair tied back with a short pony tail. The doctor has just told her she has missed her chance to have children, she doesn't know how to react to the news...

Suddenly I am transported to some southeast Asian man 40s 50s who has just found out that he cant have children. There's a pedestrian bridge that's crosses over a busy road, he jumps off it and commits suicide. I get the feeling the reasoning behind taking his own life was because he felt ashamed and also he believed that his wife should have children even if it meant with someone else...

I'm still in 3rd person, I'm in a hospital there is a warm ambient feel to the room, a man is lying in a bed with a newborn baby next to him, the man seems to be the father. His two friends are with him, they remind me of some famous musicians. The man however looks sick his hair used to be thick but now is thin, he may be sick but still smiles at the baby girl...

I'm now following those two friends along a boulevard, in what looks like some cheap medieval theme park, there are trees to my left a huge wall to my right and the boulevard in the middle. They both seem to be in good spirits and laugh that their friend is now completely bald. They both meet up with someone at the end of the boulevard, its the mother of one of the men. They all decide to got up one of the towers that's built onto that large wall. As they enter the tower the mother morphed into 6 year old girl. They then meet a tour guide in the tower dressed up in medieval clothing. When they get to the top of the tower there is a platform built above the entrance the girl and the guide climb onto the platform to get a better view, both friends are still talking away. The girl slips and dangles off the railings the tour guide freezes and doesn't try to help, one of the friends rushes to the girls aid but by the time he get there the girl has already plummeted to her death...

I cant remember when this dream appeared last night but its odd. Walking along a very still river with almost no current, koi are swimming in the dark water. As I continue walking up the river I notice something incredible. A koi out of the water, using its pelvic fins to support itself on a flat stone, it had its tail up in the air with its back arched. Once it had noticed me staring at it, It quickly returned to the water... was it doing fish yoga?

This one I can't really remember, but I do remember that there was a small building. I went in. There was a room with a small stage that I peered into from a doorway. A show was going on. I can't remember what, but there was a caroony man on an empty stage in a moth-eaten suit and top hat. The spotlight was on him. The audience was full, and hardly visible. I went upstairs and saw some theater students from school. I asked what shows they were putting on. They showed me flyers for about 4, but I only remember there being Sweeney Todd. I asked if I could try out. One of the girls said that they had already held auditions months earlier at her house.