lucid

This was another lucid from several days ago that I didn't have time to journal. I don't recall much now, but the lingering emotion makes it memorable.

Jennifer
I become lucid somehow. I am in a house. It's vaguely familiar but I don't know specifically. I try to recall my plan. I think to summon my ex-girlfriend (which wasn't my plan, but it's something I've thought to do, but feared it might be dangerous). I seem to be in the living room of the house. I sense that around the corner and through the hall is the kitchen. I take a breath and prepare myself to meet Jen, who I haven't seen in 3 years. In those years, I have only dreamed of her once or twice, and even then only briefly. But I am haunted by memories of her in waking life.

I finally muster the courage and start walking toward the kitchen where I expect her to be. As I enter the door, I call to her loudly: "Jen?" Then I walk in and there she is. I stop, shocked that it worked. There she is after all these years. I take a moment to really look at her. She doesn't move and doesn't say anything. I look at her face. She seems a bit older. He face a bit worn and no makeup. She is not ugly but she is somewhat... undesirable. I silently thank my subconscious. I thought this would be very difficult and painful. But somehow, now that I see her, it's not so scary. I am not overcome with desire, or anger, or sadness. I just see her and she is just a person.

I talk to her briefly, but I don't recall any detail of the conversation. I only recall my sense of relief that I saw here and I didn't totally freak out.

This was a weakly lucid dream for several days ago. I didn't have time to journal it at the time. I don't recall much of the dream, but my interpretation is memorable.

Father
I am in my apartment living room. I see my father. He is sitting at the couch. He is bent over, writing something on the coffee table. I notice he is writing with his left hand.

Interpretation: My father isn't left-handed, but I am. I am the only person in my family who is left-handed. It's something I identify strongly with. When I saw in the dream that my father was writing with his left-hand, I realized that this dream character actually represented an aspect of myself. This made me think of when I look in the mirror in waking life. I see myself and, as I've become an adult, I look a lot like my father. When I look at my reflection, I see my father. This upsets me because I have a bad relationship with my father and a negative opinion of him. I have collected all my own negative character traits and projected them on to an image of my father. But really, it is myself. I can't reject and avoid the negative aspects of myself. I must accept them and work toward a holistic personal goal.

tried this last night but did not dream I did tho manage to develop my WILD method to the point of almost exiting into my non physical body! ah well It may have been something I did wrong. I will try again tonight!

I was sleeping when I heard someone playing drums downstairs. I went out in the hallway and yelled, "STOP IT, I"M TRYING TO SLEEP!". One of the guys replacing the carpet on the stairs said, "oh, sorry" and I went back into my room and laid back down. Then my cell phone rang, it was on the bookshelf, which is strange because I never keep it there. It was Jake(who I never talk to and don't have his number). We started talking about smoking weed or partying and I noticed all my bottom teeth were loose. I started to feel nervous. Then one fell out and I panicked and thought about how permanent this was. I told Jake I had to call him back. I looked at the tooth, it was dark blue, like a piece of candy and gritty. I went and looked in the mirror and I had to rows of bottom teeth. Then I remembered that my teeth falling out is a dreamsign. I flipped the lightswitch on and off and nothing happened. Then I went to the batheroom and did the same. I was extremely excited and wanted to run around shouting, "It's A DREAM> MY TEETH ARE OK!" but then I thought about the guys replacing the carpet and didn't want to freak them out. But then I realized they were just dream characters so I ran down the stairs(they seemed to have disappeared). I decided that I wanted to drive around in a red corvette and smoke a joint(I tried smoking a cigarette in my last dream and was unsuccessful). I walked out to my garage. It was empty, so I decided I'd close the door and when I reopened it there'd be a corvette in there. I closed it with my mind and turned around. I was getting spun out from being so excited and was starting to wake up. I tried to look at the sky and focus on the details to keep myself grounded. The sky was a dark, a tannish light brown color, and the barren trees looks ominous and depressing against it. I tried to pull a cigarette case full of joints out of my pocket but don't remember what happened next, must have woken up.

I really wish I would have had time to write my dreams down this morning...now I feel like I have forgotten so much.

I became lucid in this underground club that was pretty empty except for a couple of female bartenders and cocktail waitresses. Immediately upon becoming lucid I was ecstatic and walked up to the cute girl bartender. Now that I think about it...I have to stop and wonder what happened to my morality. I walked up to her and said something along the lines of, "mind if I fondle your breasts a bit?" and without waiting for an answer I just started grabbing her boobs and sort of laughing about it. She didn't seem to mind too much though. I looked across the room and saw a group of guys just hanging out around this large hole in the floor. It was a circular hole, maybe 7 feet in diameter...and there was a railing all around the edge of it. The guys were just hanging out and having a drink, leaning against the railing. As I walked over I noticed that the hole was completely black...there was nothing but darkness...like a black void or bottomless pit. I decided to show off.

I climbed up so I was standing on the railing and proclaimed, "hey, guys! look what I can do!" ...and I climbed over the railing and stepped out over the hole and just sort of hovered there for a few seconds. They were all very impressed and watching what I was doing. But then...I began to slowly sink down into the blackness. Shiiit! I thought. I tried to fly up out of it but I couldn't. There was nothing beneath my feet and I was just slowly sinking into the darkness. Sooo I decided to just go with it and see what I could find in the darkness. I tried to think that there would be a basement to the club down there and tried to form a club around me but I couldn't. I was completely immersed inside the black void. I floated around...again trying to form some sort of dreamscape. But all I could form were very vague outlines of shadowy people, just barely discernible in the blackness. Damn. I was getting annoyed...floating around in nothing. It felt as though, my consciousness had sunk into blackness. As though, my brain had stopped doing whatever magical thing it was doing before to create these beautiful dream images. Ah ha! I realized what I needed to do.

I needed to stimulate a certain part of my brain. So I focused my attention and tried to stare out of the top of my forehead. There was a straining sort of pressure at first...then I felt the buzzing start up disk...and images and colors began to swirl around me. Suddenly I was enjoying a new vivid dreamscape. It gets a bit blurry here, as I was with some old friends. But at some point in the lucid dream, a certain famous and very attractive celebrity showed up. Let's just call him E for the sake of not naming names.

We spent a lot of time together and then decided that we wanted to share a dream. So we laid down and went to sleep, and I found myself in another dream. It took me a little bit to find him again. This was an extremely long and involved lucid dream but I can barely remember any of it. At first I think I had sort of lost lucidity. But when I saw him again I said, "I can't believe this is actually happening." And he said...in a sad way...."it's not. It's just a dream." I laughed, and at that point and remembered that it was our dream and regained my full lucidity. There's one part of the dream that I remember... There was a beautiful sunset. We were by the sea. He was holding me like he never wanted to let go, and kept saying that he was afraid of losing me. I kept saying, "I wish this was real. Why can't this be real. I don't want this to be a dream." I remember this ridiculous amount of beautiful sadness and melodrama about the whole situation.

I don't remember at what point or why we agree to wake up...but I think it had to do with the fact that I wanted it to be real and I knew it wasn't. But we decided to wake up. Now this part is shocking to me...because I thought I would just wake up into the real world. But when I woke up, I woke up into the dream I was in before. The same one. I was in the same room where I had laid down to go to sleep to dream with him...except he was gone. I didn't see him again after that. I remember being really confused, because I had just...without any doubt...had a dream within a dream. Without even meaning to...and after having told people that I do not think it is even possible, and that Inception is just a movie. A move that I don't even like! It's like my subconscious was out to prove something to me. Which is that...it is very possible to have a dream within a dream. So I will just shut up about Inception from now on.

I remember floating down by a beach and I saw a pirate ship. Oooo I got excited. I'm going to meet Captain Jack Sparrow! I ran down to the pirate ship and climbed aboard. It was completely empty so I walked to the cabin and opened the door. Right as I opened the door Captain Jack walks out and gives me this look. Ok, you know...the Jack Sparrow look. I wanted to laugh. He was so sexy I wanted to kiss him. I remember thinking that he might smell though, because he's sort of dirty. I think he said something to me and I went into his cabin with him. I think I woke up shortly after.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

Another decently long lucid. As usual, became lucid near the end of the REM cycle...

My home lucid dream
May have been a false awakening. As usual, I don't remember much before I became lucid, but I think I woke up and did my morning routine inside the dream. At some point after breakfast I became spontaneously lucid. (I pretty much always become lucid this way)

I said something to my mom like "Bye Mom, got to go" and walked out the front door. I looked around, and suddenly my little brother came out with my usual vitamins, saying I forgot them. I took them and proceeded. I never noticed him walk back inside; he became insignificant and I forgot about him.

I walked over to my neighbors' house, unfortunately with no clear goal in mind, (I forgot my dream goals) and as I did the dream faded. No! My dream just started!

School with no shirt dream

I was at school. I forgot something as I approached my class. I ran all the way back to my backpack to get it, and hurried back to class.

Suddenly, I had the insight that I had no shirt on as I approached my class. I panicked, and ran back to my backpack, hoping my shirt was in there. I saw Clark on the way to my backpack.

I got to my backpack, and realized it was black instead of orange, which made me question my situation a little. As I looked through my backpack, I realized my shirt was not in there, that there was no way I could have gotten to school without a shirt, nor did I have three pairs of glasses, and that the glasses I did have were not the same.

I went lucid, and woke up.

More notes for myself:

- Attempted a WILD by visualizing a landscape (a forest) then I visualized myself looking down at my feet as I walked and recreated the sound of footsteps.
- A minutes or so into it I was dreaming but I had no control of the dream or even a body, it was like watching a movie.
- I had to follow two girls, I couldn't turn away when I tried.
- I could read the mind of one (who turned out to be my dream guide, Catie) but not the other (her name was never mentioned so I'll call her DC2).
- Catie seemed to know this was a dream, which struck me as odd since most other DCs never seem to. DC2 didn't.
- Catie was like the "main character" of the dream, DC2 was just there to tag along.
- Catie did several reality checks and then start looking for someone.
- DC2 pointed at something and Catie turned to look.
- It was me, or at least a projection of me. Since I had no body and was simply observing the dream, I had no conscious connection with this "other me."
- They tried to get the attention of the "other me" but it didn't see them. It looked like it was looking for something.
- I tried to project myself into the "other me" but it didn't work.
- The "other me" teleported away (several teleportations a few feet apart, the way I usually travel in dreams).
- DC2 swore and said something about "him fading away again."
- I woke up.

Don't exactly beleive in "shared dreaming" but given the experience, this might be as close to one as I've gotten. Maybe. Idk. Probably not.

(non dream) dream
I was at School ( I had already been lucid for a while, but I forgot about it) and though about the totm (January 2011) when I heard thunder rumble I tried to get myself to be struck but I chickened out(a lot of my nightmares have thunderstorms) and decided to try the advanced task so I told myself there would be an old mario game there but there wasn't I looked around and a bolt struck the ceiling and the door making it into goo which then hardened so I couldn't leave the library then another bolt came and struck me, it hurt a lot and more lightning was coming down so I ended the dream.

non-dream dream lucid

dream 1: I was at my house looking out the back door (its a glass sliding door) and I noticed that my kitten, Padme (yes after Padme Amidala from Star Wars!!) was sitting around just sitting there. Suddenly, all of the other cats started attacking her, mostly biting her neck and drawing blood. She kept screeching and meowing for help, so I opened the door and grabbed her from our largest cat, who is also her father, because he looked ready to kill her; as did the others. She looked ragged and helpess and I sat her on the table. Her green/grey eyes looked at me sadly. I could almost literally feel the pain. There was red blood on her neck where her father had bitten her, and multiple scratches all over her from the others. I cleaned her off and she settled down to sleep. Then I looked back outside and next thing I knew, the cats were attacking "Sherby", our new kitty who I found in a tree a few months ago. She was meowing in agony and I kicked the cat attacking her, Padme's father and her brother "Ragz", in the side to get them to leave her alone. I then brought her inside so I could take care of them. Then I woke up.

DREAM 2 I somehow already knew that I was dreaming. I just pinched my nose and breathed to be sure. I was by the sliding glass door again and my mother walked up to me. I said to her, "Mom, we're dreaming!! Look at your hands! They're disfigured like mine, and we can breathe through pinched noses!!" She looked at me, confused then she looked at her hands, "Oh my gosh, my fingers are broke!! Are we really dreaming??" so I told her yes. She ran into our living room and she said loudly, "This is a dream, this is a dream!!" Then I think I woke up. pretty weird eh? I'm gonna ask my mom what she dreamed about last night. I'm just curious if she might have had the same dream as me. We've had similar dreams before, so it's a possibility that she may have had a similar dream.

I find myself outside near a convenience/appliance combination store wearing my trusty ‘traveling’ backpack I own only in my dreams. It, as usual, is stuffed with marijuana. Apparently weed is the only thing I feel I need to survive when traversing the dreamscape.

A teenager approaches me from across the street as if he knows me. The teenager asks me for some weed and offers to help me “get some pussy” in return. This disrespectful bartering prospect highly unnerves me, and sends me into a rage. I swing a right hook at him, but he is a minor and so I subconsciously pull back at the last moment and the punch doesn’t land.

The punk kid throws a deck of cards at me and they all spill and flutter around me. I dig into my trusty dream satchel to procure some sort of defense. I find my rhyming dictionary and throw it at the teenager. This has no affect and so I throw spoon after spoon at him… each of which I find inside my bag. With the kid distracted, I duck into the store and find myself at the model washers and dryers.

Cat shit covers my clothes now so I am given ample reason to use said washers and dryers. I strip down to my boxer-brief underpants and place my dirty clothes in an empty display washer. Everybody is very upset by my actions, and shake their heads at me… who stands wearing boxer-briefs, shoes and socks, and a backpack. Since I was half-naked, the authorities were notified so the police show up immediately… there had been a cruiser across the street and two officers witnessed the entire previous scene with the teenager. I am afraid because of how much marijuana I have on my person, and the immanence of being searched… I approach the police and surrender the rest of my spoons. Subconsciously I knew that I was dreaming and that I didn’t have to actually suffer the legal ramifications of the situation at hand and ended the dream to wake myself up before being busted for possession.

my mother in law has been dead for 13 years. i married my wife 8 months after my mother in law died.
i dreamed that my father in law knock on my door and he told me to go buy 4 Chinese statues because his wife was coming to my house [in reality she had 4 Chinese statues but 2 of them were stolen] we went to buy them and then my mother in law came. she told me that my house [which is her house] is beautiful but is too small for us because i have 4 children. all of a sudden the door knocked and as she knew that it was his husband she shouted that she didn't want him to come inside and as he hear these words he left. then she told me not to help him and we don't need him and we should leave him alone. she even told us she is going to tell us some words but she was in a hurry and she had to go



p.s i really want to know what all this dream means please

NON LUCID-GET ME IN THE GARAGE
I don't think I was asleep when I dreamt this, but if I was I must have been half awake.FA. Mom woke me up in the middle of the night and told me to get a midnight drink with her. (We don't ever do that.) I heard people yelling that sounded like my old friends from Pittsburgh, PA. Their names are Tori, Mandy, Taylor, DJ, Hannah, etc. (That's just SOME my neighborhood friends.) I heard their voices from outside, so I rushed to the window in the garage to see them. I picked up a stick and poked the window. I couldn't see anyone, but I asked "Hey, is that you, guys? What are you doing here?!" They just kept laughing, but before I could investigate more, the door shut. I ran right to it, because I am terrified of the dark. When I ran up to the door, calling Mom for help, I felt an evil presence. I saw in the corner of my eye a murderer, with a ski mask and black outfit. He was holding a knife. Mom opened the door slightly as I tried to get out. I think I knew I was dreaming, because I made my "spirit" go through the door, and follow my body outside of the garage. I put my "spirit" back in my body, and I was unharmed, I woke up. This might have been lucid, but I don't want to count it because, 1. It was not a dream, it was a nightmare, anyway. 2. It's not really something that I had fun doing, so even though I knew I was dreaming, I'd rather not count it. The reason the word spirit is in quotes, is because it was black. I am pretty sure mine is clear, and glowing. Vividness: 4/5 It seemed so real I probably think it would have happened.
NON LUCID- AUDIO BAN
I was in math class. Kaylee was there, which she isn't in my real math class. She had her MP3 on, listening to it. The guy that sits in front of me had his MP3 on, only one ear. It was yellow and black with a tint of green. (his headphones) Instead of where I normally sit, I was in the middle-ish part of the room, in the back. Kaylee looked prettier than usual. Mrs. S gave an announcement that during the mid terms, we can't have our headphones in and listen to music. (We can't do that, anyway!) Kaylee wrapped her headphones around her MP3 and she put it in her pocket. Mrs. S then said, "I suggest if you have your MP3, put it away, NOW!" The guy in front of me, gave a guilty face and took the headphone out of his ear. When I observed Kaylee's MP3, I compared it to my iPod, and wondered if I could buy it, just for fun. Vividness: 4.5/5. Very bright and clear.
NON LUCID- BROKEN YASMIN = NICKI MINAJ
I tried to redo Yasmin's hair. I gave her a makeover. I put my Meez's pigtails in color black on her. When I was done, I put her on the dresser (ironic) and she got all wet. (This is my Yasmin Bratz with batteries, so she can't get wet and work.) I observed her and thought she looked like an ugly version of Nicki Minaj. Then, I noticed she was in water, and I recalled that you can't get even a slight amount of water on her. I tried to get Mom to fix her, because I was afraid she would explode. Vividness: 3/5 Somewhat clear.
NON LUCID- I LOVE YOU, I CAN'T LOSE YOU AGAIN FOR THE 5TH TIME!
The previous dream somehow turned into this dream, because the Nicki Minaj/Yasmin girl was a real girl in here. First, I went back on Meez, my virtual website thing. I got back my old look, and my pigtails. I told everyone I was back. The conference room was pretty, it was white and it had brown desks and black movie theatre seats. Everyone cheered, as I left to let the other people talk. Then, here is where it gets fun. I go on a bus, with my ex "husband." Really, boyfriend but we got married like four times on Meez. We were together for more than a year. Jordan was there, she had short blonde hair, very pretty, with her boyfriend. A cute guy with curly hair was there, who resembeled my old friend from 7th grade, Scooby. He had his girlfriend. Eric, (my current friend) was with the Nicki Minaj Yasmin. We all were on a bus for a romantic getaway, I didn't know where we were going. Here is the weirder part, I couldn't see him! He was invisible to me. I just knew it was him. Then, out of nowhere, we lose everyone. I am alone with Scooby, Jordan, and Eric. Jeff, Scoob's gf, Jordan's BF, and "Nicki" were gone. "No! No! Where'd he go?! No, I miss him!" Everyone was devistated, I was the only one with a shrill of hope. I kind of knew it was a dream. Like 13% out of 100%. "Calm down." I said, as everyone cried. Then, the bus driver told us to go on an elevator, because this bus was acting up. The hot guy with the curly hair (who resembled my friend) was crying, devistated he lost his girlfriend. Eric was sad, because he lost the fake Nicki Minaj. Jordan was crying. The guy was so sad, that he jumped on the almost-already-broken elevator, to kill himself. I joined along with him, hoping I would die. I love him so much, and to lose him for the 5th time, really broke my heart. We didn't die, sadly. Next thing we knew, we were on another bus. Once we got there, and everyone calmed down, we were at NYC. (for some reason, there was the eiffle tower there) No sign of them. This was our final destination. "See, they're gone forever!" Replied Jordan. Then, the bus driver came out with a blue hat and white shirt on. I THINK he was wearing jeans. "What'ru talkin' about?" He said confused. "There are two other buses behind me, because we wanted to make sure they worked, because the one you guys was on was bein' faulty." Then, drove up two buses, and out walked: Nicki Minaj/Yasmin, Jordan's bf, Scoob's gf, and my Jeff. We all ran up and hugged them, happy to be with them forever, even if mine was invisible. All of us "youngsters" went into a resturaunt in NYC, and had a double, double, double date there. It was so pretty. Only thing is, I didn't feel the love. Vividness: 3.5/5. Almost very clear.
Interpret: I think that I was all of the dream charecters. I think the dream represented how I felt about the loss of Jeff, who I haven't seen since 2008/early '09. I think also he was invisible because I am either, A. losing my feelings for him, or B. Realizing just because I loved him, maybe he isn't the one for me, anymore. Or, C. I will never see him again, so why be stuck on him? The mourning period is over, time to move on.

18.01.2011

Re-Entry (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My friend rang me this morning to remind me to get up and study for today's exam. I said ok and promptly lay back down.

A few minutes later I heard someone rustling about beside my bed. It was definitely a person- I could hear footsteps. I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating or if someone had indeed invaded my room- in which case, what the hell was I doing??

Then this person got into bed beside me. It was a woman. I moved one of my hands over and found one of hers. Then she flung me out of bed.

I stood up. My bed was empty, and the covers strewn everywhere. I knew it had to be a dream due to the fact that my room was red. It's mainly blue in real life. I can't remember what happened next at all.

dream, lucid

I was in a Persian desert close to a city. There was a huge old tent and there was me, mr potato head, and some other characters around it. There were red fabrics with a few black flames on them with writing as to where you would go if you walked through it. We went underwater, and in the desert. The desert marquee had little circle faces like biscuits along it's border. As I saw them I thought "wait, this would NEVER happen- I'm dreaming!" with this, I told myself the other characters wouldn't follow me anymore, and they didn't. I began walking into the city.

Once I was walking through the city (it was a cross between Israel and Sydney) I noticed a 2story run down building in which Marycarmen was sitting in, puffy-eyed as if she had been crying.
"what's the matter?"
"my friends haven't been talking to me, because they think I've been messing around with John. They're on the floor below me".
With that John walked up from behind me and sat down next to me, also puffy eyed. I looked at the 2 school desks near the window and told John to hold my ankles, as I tried to smash the downstairs window by leaning out n swinging the table. I missed with the first one, to which John laughed, and then missed with the second one. I then pulled the school-like window out of the frame and managed to push the other window almost all the way out.

Throughout looking at the city and the desert tent, I kept looking closely at objects to see their detail to make it last longer, but it was still very very short.


ADDED At 12:06pm-
I remembered being slightly skeptical about whether or not I was dreaming (even tho I was with mr potato head :/) because I used the RC of closing my eyes to check whether I could see, and I couldn't. So I then pinched myself and it didn't hurt, so I went off that RC to assume I was in a dream

I had just awoken from another dream which i could barely remember. I think it was something about a video game, but wasn't completely sure. I had plugged my nose and tried to breathe, as i usually do when I wake up, and good thing, it had worked and I became lucid! The dream was a little "iffy" and felt really strange. I figured that it was starting to fade, so i rubbed my hands. I focused on the warmth and feeling of the hands, thinking the dream was going to fade away, but it didn't. Instead, it became one of the most vivid and real dreams i had ever had.

I contemplated what to do, and, like usual, the TotY popped into my head. I thought about what to do. It was a choice between racing grease lightning and casablanca. Having never seen Casablanca, i decided to try grease lightning. I wanted to try out my new way of changing the scenery, by just snapping my fingers and not even closing my eyes. I thought, "drainage pipe, classic cars," and when i snapped my fingers, the scene instantly changed and i was in the large drainage type thing where there were a bunch of people dressed like in the movie talking and fighiting.

I walked up to who i thought was grease lightning and told him that i would whoop his butt in a race. He laughed and scoffed at me. I took it that he gladly accepted my challenge. I nearly started crying... He had one of those little plastic electric cars that you see little kids driving around with. I looked over and summoned a Lambo, birhgt red and ready to race. I hopped in and started it up. It was awesome. Never being in a lambo before, i was eager to see how it preformed. I drove over to him and told him, "Hey! Nice car!" He just laughed again and said, "watch this." He suddenly reved the engine and it sounded just like mine. WTF!? The little plastic toy was going to compete with a lamborghini!?

We both pulled up to a crack in the pipe and all his friends drove up along side me. They were in their normal '50s cars, like they should've been in. One guy stood there with a checkered flag. He yelled, "Ready, set! GO!" And we took off. I was way ahead and noticed that the other's hadn't even moved. I was nearing the end of the pipe and saw the others already there! WTF again!?!? They were cheating! I quickly turned aroudn the pipe and could hear them finally driving. I floored it. The others had caught up to me and were on the side. I have to admit, it was kind of funny seeing a little plastic car going over 200 mph, but I was starting to lose focus. There were passing me! I imagined a nitro button right next to the shifter and, of course, it appeared.

I quickly pressed it and was launched back into my seat. I saw the speedometer quickly rising. 300, 350, 400, 450. The finish line seemed to move further and further away the faster i went. I was still catching up on the others though. I decided, "the heck with this." And i teleported myself to the fnish line. The guy was still there and waved the flag again. I won! or so i thought... I looked around and noticed the other people were sitting there drinking and laughing. I had lost! The guys started to walk over to me, but i could feel the dream fading. I jumped out of the car and tried to spin to stay in the dream, but it was too late. I woke up in my bed, a little disappointed that i didn't get to stay in the dream.