dream fragment

Well I decided that if I was going to really forcus on having LD's it was about time I started my own dream journal. My memory is still pretty patchy but that's what I'm aiming to improve!

I was dreaming that there were 2 neds stood at my desk in work. The first had that "you've been tangoed" look, indicating her complete lack of basic makeup concepts, such as match your skin tone. Anyway, she had dark hair tied back in a ponytail and a white tracksuit on. I don't remember much about her friend, other than she was ginger or blonde.

The dark haired one was asking if there was anything else she could hand in other than a sick line to cover being out sick. I started to tell her that no, only a sick note would do, but Dawn interupted me and told her that yes there was something else.

Can't for the life of me remember what it was she told her though! That's all unfortunately

Aug 11-12: I don't remember much. I remember two or three different fragments.
1. I was swimming in crystal blue waters in the ocean worrying that sharks would get me.
2. I realized that I was dreaming and again tried rubbing my hands together. I checked the time in my dream for some reason, even though I already knew I was dreaming. The dream started to fade out so I tried dream spinning, but it still didn't work. I don't think that I can control what I'm doing while I'm trying to get a fully lucid dream, I think its just instinct to rub my hands together. That obviously doesn't work, so I need to try something else. I don't think I ever woke up, I just think it went on to another dream.
3. My room at my dad's house kept getting set on fire. I also remember some witch lady would chant and randomly set stuff on fire. (Why have all my dreams had fire in them lately?)

Last night I decided to forgo listening to the binaural beats WHILE I slept and instead listened to them and THEN went to sleep. I slept much better. In fact I think I was so tired from my lack of sleep the night before I probably missed most of my REM cycle. When I woke up for my WBTB method I couldn't remember any of my dreams. So I did my WBTB method (woke up for a few minutes, checked email, and then turned on binaural beats and laid back down) and listened to the beats for a good twenty minutes. I then took them off and went to sleep. I woke up a good 4 hours later (quarter to ten, waaay later than I normally get up) and had this jotted down:

My wife and I are on an airplane that apparently goes to space. I'm excited but nervous and am not sure how to react. The plane takes off and then just as quickly Leah and I warp to the airport (what they say about speedy traveling in Dreaming is true, eh?) and we are walking around. We are in a big airport that sort of looks like a giant mall. It's really white and really open. We see a line of people at the suitcase rack and decide to head over. Along the way I ask Leah how long we're on vacation for and she says 'Two days'. I'm instantly upset and go, 'What's the point of a two day vacation. Let's go for five.'. We reach the line of people for suitcases and watch as different people run over to a guy handing them out and open the bags up. Dogs keep jumping out.

I should be upset I didn''t remember much but, honestly, I'm just glad I got a good nights sleep. Two more days of Infinity. Knock on wood and let's hope for some developments.

Okies so,

This is the first entry for me here so be gentle, should probably work on shorting down the descriptions a bit, but as I am only getting back into dreamworks (clever ey!) I find it helpful to increase the level of detail I notice, I might start shorting down the forum posts and keep the detailed descriptions to a private journal.

Non-ludic
Ludic
Notes/reflections

12-08-10 Attained lucidity after waking from a dream within a dream. In the first dream I was hearing routine scraping sounds from my living room and I feared these a bit. In fact i feared them so much that I would not go to the kitchen in order to get some water or milk (I knew I had no milk). I decided instead to go to the toilet which was a hotel style toilet (even though it was right next to my room and I have no such toilet I didn't spot the hint) I was sitting in this toilet looking at the details noticing the increased space, but also that there was a sign right next to the toilet that explained what it was in different languages. I returned to my bed and noticed that my duvet was a bit too small that I could somewhat not fit under it and hide from the ghosts of my flat. At this point I woke up (within the dream) and the scraping sound was now louder from the room next door, but this time it was accompanied with a whisper clear in my head and I looked around and saw a transparent face. Now I suspected I was dreaming so got up, confronted the ghost and told him ”you are a spirit, I am dreaming” he tried to talk me out of it, but I tested my thesis by trying to fly, successfully. I landed snapped my fingers and said ”I am dreaming” I awaited a bit to see if the excitement would wake me up, but this waiting a bit seemed to stabilise the dream. I made the face my spirit friend and told him to come along for the ride, saying ”you are created by me”. I went to the corridor of my flat and tried to fly straight through the door, but everything became black as I tried to do so and after another unsuccessful attempt I decided to try the window instead. Here at first I banged my entire body against the glass (without it breaking) and I took a step back, focused and flew straight through the glass without breaking it. My spirit friend was at this point a bit behind me, but since he wouldn't keep up (or I couldn't be bothered keeping creating him) I flew high and low and saw some people on a spot of grass, and landed in front of them. I told them I was dreaming and that they were projected by me and that we should relish the chance to have a party. The scraping sounds had now turned into a full on funky house background theme song that stayed till the end of the dream. I flew down towards the university and a mass of people where gathering, again I told them they were just in my head and they accepted this and things turned riot like, in a good way. A car with some people in it and an angry driver Jacob Kliver, an old football coach of mine approached. He looked angrily at the people in front of him so I flew straight towards the car (to give him the surprise of his life ^^) put my feet first and kicked the window (without breaking it. The car emptied and I picked it up, to the amusement of the crew around me and tried to throw it in a top floor window, I couldn't quite get it to fit although I tried 3 times, but they seemed happy enough that I could throw a car around. However determined to prove that I could achieve some proper stuff I summoned a leather/metal sofa (now getting reminded that telekinesis was also within the realms of reality) picked it up with my mind and planted it halfway through the top window of the building across the road. I flew onwards and decided that I wanted some sexual/romantic action too and wanted to kiss the first girl that turned up, which happened to be a delicate good looking friend of mine reminding me of Sarah. I kissed her, but it was just too wet and I had some fun explaining to the girl that it was probably because I was kissing myself and in an attempt to stick my own tongue down my throat I was drooling all over the place. So I wiped my mouth and flew on without much happening till I got to a night club where I saw Sarah and a guy that had been on a street earlier. The funky house music was now coming from the speakers of the club and we decided to hang out a while. The guy I decided was a pain in the ass and I wanted to erase him, which I couldn't. I had a conversation with the guy about it saying it was funny that I couldn't because in reality he was a projection of my mind (not sure he thought it was funny) they left, after I insisted on getting his name, which he had to tell me twice (Jay 100) and I went to the window and decided to do a full on telekinetic exit I shattered the glass outwards with my mind (explosion style!!) jumped from the window in a huge arc and landed on a radiator on the outside of an adjacent building, to great amusement of some random people passing by (yes it seemed perfectly logical that a radiator would be placed on the outside of a building, at least at the time!). I decided to practice a few dancing moves, but at this point I had some trouble breathing. I took some time to focus and regain my breath, which I did (although I have no idea as to how, when I woke up later I was face down in my pillow). I danced a bit and did some heavenly parcour (spelling?) until I had some trouble breathing again. At this point I became scared thinking I might not wake up even if I was dying because my conscience was not with my body. I demanded to wake up without success, until I decided to close my eyes and focus on my breath (I have only recently tried WILD techniques, unsuccessfully, but apparently they are great for stopping a no longer wanted dream too =P) and woke up, drawing a deep, DEEP breath (after having pulled my face out the pillow).

Notes: This is the second time the presence of a ghost gives me the hint of the fact I am dreaming. This was in fact a wake back to bed attempt as I had been sleeping most of the day after not having slept much yesterday and getting called to work this morning by my dad.

Regarding the content of my dream, the meanings can be interpreted in a standard Freudian manner about desires, fears etc.

Also at some point there were some old school knee pad protectors (brown and fluffy) and I somehow knew I would need them, although they don't figure in the later stages of the dream(s). However I am not sure what dream they figure in.

12-08-10 Fragmented series of dreams. I was somewhere with some friends of mine Kaiser was there. As the end of the trip approached he told me he was looking forward to going to a long planned event with me that I had totally forgotten. Even as he reminded me of the contents of this event I had no recollection of what happened and how I got involved. He later tried to sway me me by having Dukakis on a call and a friend of Duki's asked what and what was happening to me, I believe the place I was supposed to go was Bulgaria. Later on I even took out my calendar flipped through the filled out pages (I should kill myself for not realising this was a dream here, as I oppose diaries and calendars with a passion) and did indeed find the date in mention with a note called “focus fuck” referring to my intentions of participating in this event. I still couldn't remember a damn thing, and although now I was actually getting convinced I had agreed to it, I was sure I hadn't agreed to anything that took place foreignly. When I in the end refused to go, Kaiser was severely disappointed, in fact he was in tears and this touched me. We departed at the train station, actually a hell of a lot of train travelling took place, and I ended up in bulgaria although Kaiser and Duki were not part of this segment of the dream. I met a girl, not a very attractive girl (in fact with a female mustache) but I felt connected to her and I liked her in a non-sexual fashion. We were not able to communicate a lot and therefore we decided to attend a language school together and at this language school the teacher asked who was serious and actually intended on learning something rather than being there to get credits for something. Both her and I decided that we were going to learn the common means of communication. However this never occurred as a demonic (seemed goblin like) police officer turned up in a car outside. He shot the girl in the throat, a fatal wound, and I never managed to catch up with him. I returned to the home of the girl and decided to remain a little longer in the company of her brother. Her brother introduced me to an older brother of his, who had experience and an underground network of people, in fighting supernatural beings. One of these ended up being a warewolf, also a police officer and I was riding a bike with this older brother who told me the gun I had was loaded with silver bullets. I shot this man who was chasing us from the back of the bike, I hit him in the shoulder, but because of the silver bullets this was enough to kill him. As he was dying I noticed that he started to shift (he grew a mean ass set of teeth!) and I also noticed that from the bullet wound a silver coating appeared engulfing the man's shoulder starting from deep within his veins. We returned to the house of the siblings and we went to a field to play some football the two brothers and I (after having ventured on yet another train travel). I somehow had a ticket that would allow me free roaming transport on any train, after having checked this with a controller. In the end I departed and explained to the younger brother of the girl that despite the tragic circumstances I was glad to have gotten to know him better and had a good time. I woke up.

Notes: This is not the first time I have experienced (and missed) trains as a clear dream sign.

Ok so i don't forget it I'm going to write whatever I could remember quick.

There was this game we were playing with a giant jabba the hut like frog, in a forest grassy like place but it was big and wide and it resembled the corner part of a ralphs next to my house (this is the end of my dream that I remember, there was also another place but I forgot where it was), and it had the intersection of a vertical street next to my old school and the gate at the side was just like my old school, and the horizontal street was the street in front of the ralphs, and the houses were the exact same but the street posts were a bit more elegant.

Ok the game was like, there was a bunch of big tree branches, huge and long and one of them was enchanted and you had to kill jabba with it, I had 4 other friends with me, one of them was clearly my cousin, the other one I sort of remember which was my cousins friend, and 2 other people I forgot, all together it was 2 boys and 2 girls (my cousin is the girl), plus me (so 5 people).

Jabba also had 4 guards, 2 knights and 2 ogre like monsters, and you couldn't kill them unless you had these 4 knight swords, the knight swords were supposed to be used by my 4 friends, and I was supposed to use the enchanted tree branch against jabba which would finish the game (but usually the game just started over lulz, how fun).

Here are some of the mechanics like, jabba was invisible for one thing, he would jump around places all around us and we couldn't even find the enchanted stick, at least I couldn't, and his knights/ogres weren't helping much either, since they couldn't die, so it was beginning to piss me off, and before this game (the last one before I woke up), I had already somehow gotten to hit jabba enough times with the enchanted stick that the gate opened and I followed the road (which was an exact copy of the streets around my house) towards this place that had like a little monument, small, with 4 swords, and I got them and ran back to my friends, gave it to them and they killed the knights, then I took the enchanted stick and hit jabba for one last time and killed him winning the game until my dream restarted lol, my and my friends had some chit chat also.

Ok so this last one before I woke up, jabba was more invisible and he kept taunting me saying oh you can't catch me blah blah blah and for some reason I was blind and I was using my 'inner memory' of the surroundings (basically my memory of the dream itself) and I created some 6th sense surrounding, it was cool as fuck, but I had an extremely hard time getting to do anything and jabba and his knights were beginning to creep me and my friends out and we kept on going like omg what are we going to do but his knights didn't do much since they weren't what my dream was really focusing on.

Ok, after spinning around with random sticks that weren't enchanted with my 6th sense vision that was basically a black n white contrast view of my dream, I finally got my normal vision back and I got so pissed that I ran out the gate (which already had a nice lot of spectators watching our little game), and I saw one of my friends who is asian and her name is min jin and I clearly remember it was her, and I told her to hold my hand and strut on the street saying we're going to go get the swords anyway because I was pissed, but then I don't know what happened and I woke up and was pissed so I fell back asleep and I was at the same exact place with no change, except it was like I fell out of my dream and it continued without me.

I saw my friend min jin outside the gate and a couple other people which I remember one is another one of my cousins friends, one is the friend that was part of our group (the 4 people) and min jin coming back with plastic bags of swords, and it seemed to me that those swords were all fake except the last person had the real crystal swords (which I had described in my dream to myself earlier so I basically conjured up a better defined sword), and I was like yes woohoo, so I ran back to my cousin and told her we got the swords, but then I looked around and saw on all of those elegant light posts/street posts there were 2 sort of slots like the ones you have on things that have swords in places idk, and they all had swords in them and I was like shit all that trouble (but it was funny oh well) and for some reason I went around instead of going and finishing my dream/game and crossed the street to the other side with one of the elegant street posts and I clearly remember the street name was green and said 'Verdugo' (but it wasn't right lol) and I tried to climb up but it was too high and long and then I heard my cousin go 'careful that's not our property you might get arrested or something there is a cop here' oh and btw there was also a stupid cop watching us as well and I saw his big long motorcycle that I tried to jack but it was too big for me to ride, and I was scared he might see me trying to take a sword out of someone else's 'property' (supposedly) and arrest me, so I went and waited in front of the sidewalk like a good pedestrian, so I don't get run over lol and I looked to both my sides (except my left side wasn't too clear there was a big car on that side that sort of blurred the view from the left) (oh and it was a nice cadillac if that makes a different, a big black cadillac) so I couldn't really see very well but the right side I could see well like 2 blocks, but cars kept passing so I was scared to pass but then it seemed open to me at some point so I passed and then the rest I don't really remember, but I do remember waking up after that....

....did I get run over at the end of my dream? I didn't even get to kill jabba and his knights, damn it, all that trouble for nothing! But it was a very fun dream and my dreams are always fun and exciting like this so I'm going to post them here from now on each day so I don't forget Hope you guys liked it lol! Hope it wasn't too boring, oh if I was a good drawer I would probably draw up some illustrations of it as well, heck, make a movie!

Also keep in mind I never actually saw jabba, it's very weird, it's like my mind thought of him subconsciously, made me think of him consciously (conscious in dream rules or something), but with sight I never saw him, but I heard him talk to me and I guess I created a mental image of him within my dream (even though the whole thing is mentally created...) err :O! I'm only a teen by the way, I don't know much about this stuff, but my dreams are usually long and fun I don't even have to be lucid for something to happen or change, it's weird but I'm sure I'm not the only one who can do that lol.

Also some illustrations:



Also if you had ever played KH2, the knights (and the swords stand kind of) in my dream looked EXACTLY like the ones in KH2 beast's castle in the hallways and stuff, (before they transform into like heartless lol). I can't find a picture from google so sorry but if you do play the game or seen it whatever then you would imagine !

Edit: I'm going to write their names down so I don't forget (surprised I haven't forgot by this point): Suzy, Emin, Anthony, Yohans, Min Jin.

Picked up another short fragment tonight: the alarm clock went off late, causing my wife to freak out for a moment as it give her virtually no time to get ready for work. I also fairly vividly remember looking at the clock itself, which read 7:43; my wife usually leaves the apartment about 7.

I'm certain this was a dream because the front door of the apartment closing as my wife left for work (at the right time, around 7) woke me up again, as it occasionally does. Additionally, the alarm woke me up finally at the time I usually get up at 7:30.

Unfortunately, when I was awoken by the door closing I had memories of a much longer dream, but my wife returned to the apartment to write a quick note on my computer so I couldn't get up immediately to write up a DJ entry. In this time, my mind wandered a bit and by the time I returned to thinking about the dream I'd managed to forget all the details.

Last night's lesson: I need to find a more efficient way of taking notes. It'll be a bit of a challenge though, my current sleeping arrangements don't leave a lot of room for keeping a notebook somewhere that doesn't require a bit of movement to get to.

I managed to hold onto a fragment of a dream last night (night of 8/10-8/11) that I want to write down before I blow it off for too long; it involved playing around with what felt like a hole in the back of my left lower incisor with my tongue.

It wasn't as memorable as the myriad of past dreams I can remember where I've had teeth falling out, but it was similar in overall theme.

Note for thought: do the permanent retainers I have installed after I had braces still remain in dreams?

Edit: Quick error fixing and addendum, this occurred night of 8/10-8/11, not 8/11-8/12 (which would be tonight).
Also, addendum to the final note, it occurred to me as I went to lay down again that if the retainers do indeed seem to be absent I may be able to use them for reality checking?
Final note, I also seem to recall that when I have teeth-related dreams, the oral tactile sensations seem to be the only sensory information I retain upon awakening.

1. I'm buying mirrored sunglasses in a Walgreens.

2. The Offspring are opening a concert for Rush by playing an ACDC cover. The sound is fantastic, just like real life.

3. Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi are fighting to keep their spots on a crowded passenger starship.

Took a 5HTP, Turmeric and Magnesium before going to bed. Attempted MILD before going to bed, envisioning a scene in an empty room full of RC brand pink bananas that smelled like salmon, with a faint Edith Piaf song playing in the background. Slept without remembering any dreams from approx 11:28 to 2:45. Woke up at 2:45, oddly energized, practiced reality checks for about 30 minutes. RCs practiced included looking in mirrors, checking time, reading the same page of a book, examining hands closely, smelling bananas, and turning around while visualising a different scene. I also tried looking out the window and visualizing a Blue ford mustang with white stripes driving by. Went back to bed around 3:10, continuing the previous MILD with the bananas... but also thinking about the RC of looking out the window and seeing the car. I recorded a brief note of what I had done, including a line from the book I used to RC.
Dream 1. I was in my room and I looked out the window, Everything was very murky like an oil painting, and I only remember a few distinct details: The bug net on the window, thinking "this is a dream, I can fly" And jumping through the window as I felt a floating sensation. I lost what little control I had at this point and dreamt for a few seconds of the image of two people holding hands as they floated through the air.
I may have woken up at this point, or had a false awakening without realizing it.
Dream 2.
I dreamed that a friend said "you won't believe this" and I found out that a video I had made was a finalist for the Vimeo awards. Through the screen/websites or something, I kept being asked to upload a higher quality version of the video, but I could not.

Failed a WBTB. I'm unhappy.

Initially I dreamed about some sort of house that me and my girlfriend were staying in. We were like renting it for some reason and I think my girlfriend had a reason why we couldn't stay there, but I don't remember why. Eventually the scene changed to her house, and her mom was there with some ice cream. For whatever reason though, the ice cream was laced with weed, so when we ate it we got high. It was the strangest feeling, really--I actually felt high after eating it. It was definitely a dream sign considering the fact that my girlfriend would have nothing to do with anything weed-related, but I missed it.

The scene changes. I'm at an unknown location with my girlfriend and another friend of mine named Josh. We're with a dude I don't recognize but who evidently graduated from my high school. I feel like his name was Tyler. Anyway, we're talking about the student newspaper at my high school and how it's gone down in quality since that Tyler graduated. I worked for the student newspaper when I was in high school just like Tyler, but when he was in high school they had more funding and had more hours in the day to work on newspaper-related things. He also talked about how he worked for CNN while he was on our student newspaper staff. There were some other people around that I sensed worked with him, but I didn't know them and they didn't talk. He gave me, my girlfriend, and Josh some old copies of issues released when he was in high school, and for some reason they were huge and extraordinarily heavy. We left with them. Once we were far enough away from the building we opened one up, but for some reason there were just pictures of cymbals arranged on the pages, made out of construction paper. I was disappointed and couldn't understand how that could possibly be a quality newspaper.

After I woke up I went back to bed and had various other dreams, but I'm having a hard time remembering them all...the most recent one I can remember involved me, my uncle and aunt and two of my aunts. One of my aunts was murdered in a pool that I was swimming in by some sort of phantom. He was white and sort of translucent with a red circle around one eye and a blue triangle around the other. He wasn't human in form, he was something entirely different. The aunt he murdered he basically ground up into mashed guts in the pool, then he collected the remains and my uncle just sort of sat there smiling with blood on his face. I tried to wipe it off while climbing up some sort of slope behind him, headed for I don't know where. My other aunt just sort of sat there and scoffed, since she doesn't like the murdered aunt.

Before that I remember being on some sort of catwalk above the pool with people, and I think I felt the presence of the phantom, but I don't remember fully what we were doing.

Once again, failed to achieve lucidity, but I'm garnering a pretty substantial dream journal, so hopefully that will help.

I really think that binaural beats don't work for me. Whenever I listen to headphones and try to sleep I just cannot do it. Last night I barely got any sleep at all. It was horrible. I only remember the vaguest fragment of a dream:

My brother in law is on a roof and so am I. But the roof I am on is a good 15 feet away from him. I look around. It's sunny out and it looks like we're in the desert somewhere. The setting kinda reminds me of Assassins Creed. I suddenly run forward as fast as I can and leap towards the other roof. I hit the side of the building and my fingers barely clasp the edge of the roof. My heart is pounding and I'm able to pull myself over the edge. I lay there for a second before continuing towards my brother in law. I get to him and say something to him. I can't remember what I said. But I know I mention that we're on some sort of mission. So I point across the way and tell him, after exchanging a few words, that we need to head over there to fight off a few people. After that we need to jump back towards another building where we can meet up at our 'base'. So we do. We jump across and again I barely make it. My hands are just barely over the edge of the ledge. I pull myself up. We fight off a few people on this new building before heading back to the building with our "team". For us to get there we can't jump straight to the roof, we have to hit the ground and then scramble up a rope ladder. I go first. I hit the dusty ground and am on and up the ladder before I can take a second breath. My brother in law attempts the same thing but as soon as he hits the ground he moves too slow and is swept away by a group of men in ninja costumes.

I also remember a few little fragments but I'm not going to write those down. I barely got any sleep. It was terrible.

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

I was ill yesterday so I had practically no recall at all. What I remembered wasn't worth mentioning, I thought. I should've known better though: always write at least something down. This night I woke up by myself after a dream I had. Recalled merely two words but I wrote them down anyway. And you know what? I woke up again after the next dream and recalled a fragment and a third dream:

I found myself back in highschool in french class. Not as a student, but assistent to help out my old teacher. The class was writing a letter and she was asking me all sorts of questions to see whether those 6 years of french had stuck in my head. Unfortunately they haven't.

I was at a beach with my little brother and my mum (for some reason, my dreams almost never include my parents). Soon there was something (unknown) about to happen there, so we had to prepare the beach. This meant we had to colour certain parts of the beach with markers in either that flashy neon green, red, or ice (yes, we had a marker that would bestow anything you touched with it with a layer of ice). At first, I barely succeeded, but then my mum came to the rescue and gave me a new icemarker. Apparently the old one had worn down.

Went back to sleep, woke up at 9:40 and recalled a fourth dream:

In this dream I went to buy a house with my mates from college to live in. We found a good 'possibility' and decided to have a look. When we got there, the owner was one of our old teachers and he gladly showed us around.
We descended two stairs and went through a long hallway before entering the house. It was huge, and I really mean huge. I kept thinking to myself: Is this really only 135 m2? Can't be. The house was also entirely below the ground. It had no windows at all and long, long white walls. After we had seen a couple of rooms we went into the first bedroom (again, huge and largely empty). We moved on and got to the lounge, the first room not empty or white. It was made of classy wooden walls and was lighted with candles or oil lamps or such. It was loaded with those babychairs in all sorts of colours. "Yeah", my teacher said apologetically. "I had an entire primary school spend the night recently."
We also had a room with a little hole in the wall. If you crawled through (and that took quite some effort) you'd fall down a hose and end up in an arabic basaar. Can't remember much, but it beat walking to the nearest supermarket.

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Missed dreamsigns:
- Colouring a beach
- Ice as a colour
- The place definitely wasn't 135 m2
- An arabic bazaar underneath our house?! O_o

Last night was really weird, I'm getting sick so that may have something to do with it.

Firstly I can remember being very aware that I was lucid but also aware of my RL body, I could feel both at the same time - this was early in the night.

Then I wake up and can't recall a single thing, this is the worst recall I've had since starting my DJ.
I'm wondering if it has anything to do with being sick??

I remembered one small fragment while taking my daughter to school
Fragment: for some reason I suddenly become really in shape, like big muscles - I think it's so that I can fight someone or something

10.08.2010

Unlike DC (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Getting back into shape. Below my standards but at least a little decent recall. Two fragments and almost one long dream.

Second:

- Two DC.
- I did not like these DCs.
- Number 6 and 30.
- Driving.
- Indoors.
- Storage room.
- We were competitors.
- We went outdoors.
- It was day and sunny.
- More DC.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Number Two.
- Storage room (I am never inside a storage room in waking)

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a ToTY.

10.08.2010

Online training (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Getting back into shape. Below my standards but at least a little decent recall. Two fragments and almost one long dream.

First:

- Daylight.
- Computers.
- I was in home.
- Online training.
- I could pull different searches over databases.
- I woke up feeling good.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.