memorable

I've only had DILDs before, and this is no exception. This one lasted 10-20 minutes though, which was a first.

The dream started off with me in an English class, being taught by one of my favourite teachers at university. But she had given us a test, and I hadn't prepared at all. I didn't even know why I was in school. Anyways, I tried to cheat, but I couldn't, so I ended up finishing the test with a big portion of it being blank. I thought to myself, 'Meh, whatever, I'm not really in school anyways.'.

The scene changed to another class. The professor was explaining how everyone reads differently, and certain books are difficult for certain people. Anyways, the point was that he was letting us choose what book we'd do an essay on, and he soon let us come up to the books that were stacked at the front. Me and this other girl that I knew were completely lost. She asked what the essay was supposed to be about, since she had no idea what we had done in class before now. I agreed and I think then I realized that it was a dream and I wasn't actually in class.

So then I looked around for a computer, both to see if I could find a syllabus for us, and to see if I'd have any luck typing on a computer in a lucid a second time around. No luck, and apparently I was now in a dimly lit library. I saw a young boy walking along with an empty plastic sandwich bag. I took it from him and looked around for a trash bin, taking him along with me. Meanwhile I was trying to keep the lucid clear. I found one and I think I payed no more attention to him after I found one.

Now here's where it gets weird. Either I tried phasing or teleporting and got inside a bedroom, or the scene changed to a bedroom. Anyways, once I was in the bedroom, I saw that my sister was sleeping in one of the two beds. I didn't pay attention to that for a bit. By now, the lucid had felt like it had been going on for 10 minutes. I decided that I might as well see if I could teleport outside. So I tried, picturing the outdoors in my mind, but I failed. I eventually gave up and decided to go to sleep beside my sister. But before that, I think I tried phasing through the bed, and I think I succeeded in partially going through the side. After that, I lay down in the bed, tried to phase my arms though the blankets, and just stared at the ceiling trying to keep awareness for as long as possible. Maybe a minute or two after, I woke up.

Going skiing with D but I’m nervous and we can’t agree on which skis to use. He thinks if we use cross country skis it will be too easy, but I’ve never used them so I don’t know.

Spoiler for NSFW:

In the midst of that stressful decision we have to decide what to do about a young man who presented to the hospital with testicular cancer evidenced by a scab. I can’t tell if he’s developmentally challenged or not. We get a sheet that lists our different options and the risks involved. Among our options are telling him he has cancer, skinning his balls, cutting them off, and a few others. I feel really torn, indecisive, and upset about this situation and decision. Initially I really think that skinning them is the best idea because there are more tallies marked next to that option, but later I realize that the tallies mean potential adverse effects. So more tallies means a higher risk involved. I try and get D’s opinion but he tells me I have to decide. Eventually I realize the obvious choice is to tell him he has cancer and let him decide on treatment options. Hindsight is 20/20. I don’t want to be the one to tell him, though.

Doing a ritual with some kind of Native American priest. I’m the priest. I’m on a mattress in a cave on the water, covered with special blankets. I have to dive down and allow myself to have whatever spiritual experience that comes to me. I worry about my ear, but trust the process. I go into the water with my mattress and have a heard time swimming down but eventually make some headway and feel the mattress float back up. In my minds eye I start to see an image of two swinging industrial doors with a light shining behind its windows. I allow myself to enter into that image like a dream. The location I find myself in is an old, creepy, abandoned hospital. I see a menacing looking man running around, chasing a girl. It’s a scary image but I’m not scared because I’m a Native American shaman and I’m only on the astral plane. I chase them in a similarly menacing and scary way. They lead me into a dark part of the hospital with no lights and I am still not scared. An idea dawns on me, and I after some struggle I am able to grab the man. I pick him up, hold him, and bring him towards the girl until their faces are very close. I tell them, “love each other”. They kiss and are reminded that they were romantically involved and have unfinished business together, which is why they got trapped in some sort of limbo. That action immediately transcends us to a different plane where it is night and a healing orgy is occurring. It is outside and there are people in hot tubs. A fight breaks out and a man is chased into a steel, green building and into a jail cell filled with water. He realized his captors are of a fish-type species. They are hoping to either kill him in this jail cell or imprison him like a fish in a fish tank. They laugh about it until they realize he has someway broken free. They chase him through the hallways all the way to an opening, where he jumps and they follow. The building was in space and now all of us are falling toward the earth. In the fall I wonder if the fish people are the inspiration behind the Ninja Turtles. The rate at which I’m falling is putting a lot of pressure on my abdomen and making it hard to breathe, I try to straighten out. I realize that I’m falling into London. I don’t know where the others are falling. Once the man and I land we go to rent a car which comes with a rented kitten. We choose the cat that’s already outside and is meowing at us. We could go into a room to search for a cat but it seems too sad. We get in our little white car and drive out of the parking lot, but on our way we see an Asian man talking into a walkie talkie, looking for foreigners. He sees us and immediately knows we’re the ones. I tell my partner about it and he seems unconcerned. I remind him that the Ninja Turtles are asian. They follow us and try to block us from leaving the parking lot. But the police get involved and we get cleared to leave while the Asians do not. Yet they follow us illegally anyways to a hotel. We get into a big elevator and I refuse to push the button of the floor we’re going to. They start posturing and getting really close to my partner. I step in between them and my partner pushes me out of the way, he seems to think it’s degrading that I would assume I could/need to protect him. The Asians start talking about a train ride they can take to get from China to California in 4 hours. I’m impressed. But how can they take a train between continents? My partner tell me they completed an intercontinental roadway between Europe and New York. How did I not know about that?

Woohoo my recall came back a bit haha. 3 dreams recalled during main sleep (and I'm pretty sure I forgot 1) and 1 from a morning nap.
30/12/15
Dream 1: I'm sure there was more to this dream beforehand but I can't recall anything distinct. I was playing cricket with a bunch of friends in the street outside someone's house. I was batting and I accidentally hit the ball over the fence of that house. I volunteered to jump the fence and get it, seeing as I hit it over, and the others were too scared as the fence was weird shaped and sharp. I vaulted over the fence and found myself in a garden choked with dark green weeds. The house itself was also odd, very old fashioned with wrought iron gates and some such furnishings. I was a bit creeped out so I quickly threw the ball back over and leapt the fence.

Dream 2: I was a fly on the wall in this dream. A man walks into a bookstore, looking around slowly. The bookstore is full of polished wood and blue velvet material, really quite beautiful. He walks up to the counter and sees a young Japanese woman serving a customer there. He is instantly struck by her, and feels a deep connection with her. He waits until she has finished with the other customer before he walks up and introduces himself. He talks a little bit about the store and such smalltalk before confessing that he is smitten by her. She smiles broadly and says she feels the same way about him, and the hold hands and walk out of the store together.

Dream 3: I was at school and walking through the yard when my Chinese teacher told me there was a lunchtime club thing which I should go to. I accepted and walked into F block, for some reason taking a very roundabout way to get to where I was going. I eventually went into a science room, and lo and behold there was a science club, not a Chinese thing like I imagined. There were about half a dozen people already in there, however there was a huge selection of cakes and pastries with red berries on top dominating the room. Mouth watering, I took one then sat down to one side. A frizzy haired teacher came in and turned on the projector; the Russian news was being played on the wall. There was a strange story about Russia hosting some major event, like the Olympics or something, and how everything was going horribly wrong. There were all of these clips showing people operating heavy machinery or driving vehicles etc. and all of them ended up dying horribly, with blood splattering everywhere and their bodies getting shredded. It was full of gore and quite gruesome. One of the students I was sitting next to was a supporter of Russia and he was complaining about the bias in the media and stuff like that. There was a bit of a cut and I was back dreaming about the couple from before, reading about how they were on holiday and having the time of their lives.

Morning Nap Dream 4: I was in a large lecture hall with people from my school along with people from a few other schools. We were all given a maths test to do, so I got cracking straight away. I didn't read the instructions properly though, as I marked my own work and with a pen as well. Feeling very silly I tried to find a teacher to see what I could do. On the way I saw someone who used to go to my school, chatting with her friends and not seeing me. I kept going and eventually found a teacher. I asked her if I could have another paper, but she said they had run out. Getting desperate, I asked if I should cross out all of my corrections, but she said it wouldn't make a difference anyway an it was up to the markers whether they would accept my test or not. Dejected I went back to my seat and handed in my test. We went out into another room, where for some reason the door was only about 1.5 metres tall. I struggled to get through it and one of my friends on the other side who was short enough to get through was laughing at me. Suddenly out of nowhere my brother lunged at me and wrestled me to the ground. I fought with him until the dream ended.

30.12.2015

I'm About To Die (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a house with someone that looks oddly familiar, and it made me slightly melancholic over who it was, and what would happen later on. The atmospheric overlay of the dream was this blurry yellow that varied depending on the context of the dream, but things were still pretty realistic.

We’re navigating through a house, and we’re following someone who seems to want to sell it to us, or at least look around as prospective clients. I believe the person I’m with is wearing a yellow jacket with a dark orange shirt underneath, and some basic, blue skinny jeans. Her hair is tied up, and she seems to be fairly casual in her movements.

We’re at the backyard of the house, and I noticed there’s a map in front of us. It’s placed on top of this white stoned stand that’s maybe 3-4 feet tall. The color of the fences are brown, and there’s a few accessories outside, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them. I get closer to the map, and started to look at it, and it zooms in to where it’s covering my perspective in the dream. I can see all sorts of things from the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and just how spacious this house seems to potentially be for two people wanting to buy it.

I started to get weird sensations in my dream body that something ominous will happen. We decided to go inside quickly by opening the glass patio door with a black handle, and we’re finally inside one of the rooms that seems like a conduit to other sections of the house. The carpet seems to be this milky white color that’s saturated with the yellow/orange lighting of the house.

Naturally, one of us closes the patio door, and noticed one of the doors in front of us is moving sporadically near the golden-brown doorknob. She’s trying to reach out for the door to open it, but is hesitant, but gets tempted the more we have to wait. I’m standing still with my arms around my head looking at her, but not saying anything to her in fear that whoever is on the other side might hear us.

The tension augments, and her hand gets close and closer, but she keeps retracting. I hear doorbell ringing for a few times, but didn’t trust that this encounter would be friendly whatsoever. The girl unfortunately succumbs to opening the door, and out comes an entity wearing a yellow hoodie, and a Scream mask, and was at least 6’ to 6’ 5’’ tall.

I see their wielding something, and looks like it could be a long gun, shotgun, or even just a metal bat, but whatever the case, I started to panic. They look at the girl first, but I didn’t hear any gunshots, but I wasn’t able to even concentrate on her existence at all. I was more concerned over mine, and even though it was a dream, I could get over predispositions to want to assume a fetal position, and a state of helplessness. I just wanted to wake up, and even told the entity to just go ahead and do it. They’re looking down on me, but there isn’t an immediate reaction to shoot, or whatever mode of action of injuring me.

I just wanted to wake up…


Not in fear over what would happen, no, I'm not going to die in a dream. But more so of what happened to her, even if it may have been a symbolic representation of something else. Whatever it is, it's not good, and is probably something for me to be cautious for.

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30.12.2015

Running Away & The $120 Billion Dachshund (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is convoluted in some circumstances, and this impression could be that I was shifting my perspective to other people, or something. I’m inside this grandiose educational facility that was revealed to be a rich, High School facility of some sort.

The first experience that comes to me is being inside of a dark room, but being able to see the auditorium on front of me through an open wall slit that’s about two feet in length, and 5-7 feet wide. I noticed that this area is probably the room for containing some of the musical instruments, and other accessories. I see that there’s some kind of function going on, but it doesn’t involve a lot of people.

There’s maybe 25-40 people taking a quick glance, and I noticed that I could be on show in front of these people. I can hear muffled sounds for a bit, and then it became a little clearer. The person outside of me would eventually have a Bill Nye type of visage, but there were several nuances later on that would make me think otherwise.

I feel that I need to escape this area, even though things seem peaceful at first. I just get a weird vibe that I should just get out of this place, but in a casual manner to prevent suspicions.

But, I go ahead and make a dash out of the room, and went to the left side of the auditorium to catapult myself upwards on the black set of stairs that stretch at least 50-60 feet diagonally. For some reason, I noticed one person sitting down casually with their arms pressed against the side of their stomach, and their hands coming together to clasp each other. He was Hispanic, bald, and had a thin goatee. He’s wearing a red worker shirt, and some black pants, and as I’m continuing to dash, he glances at me for a second in shock.

The audience seems to have their attention towards me now, but I didn’t care. I finally reach the top of a semi-dark room with a dim, white/yellow lighting on the top right side of me. As I’m preparing to plan my course of action, I figure that going straight down to the right was practical. At the onset of this, I hear someone telling me,

“Brandon, I have pictures from your profile/phone…” I stop for a moment with eyes wide open, and started to question if there was any inappropriate content, but I reconciled with myself once more that it’s nothing to worry about indirectly due to it being a dream.

I shifted back to being apathetic once more, but took a quick glance over to see the visage that matched the voice that declared this to me. It was a slightly obese, Hispanic female that I work with at the time with long, black curly hair. She’s wearing her worker uniform, and I’ll just nickname her MT for now. MT thinks said profession would have me tempted to give up, and she tries to look over when she’s like 150-200 feet away from me.

I continue moving forward, and notice more random dream characters show up, and all of them have realistic visages, and a believable existence so clear and crisp. I could see the detail of their shirts, the sub-surface scattering from where the white/orange lighting is the conduit in emitting it on their body.

For some reason, I think there was a rendezvous point to meet someone, but for most of the dream, it was me running for my own sake. I noticed other people were following me, but they weren’t after me, presumably. I continue running in varying degrees, and moving around in directions I can’t really have a mental map over. The first exit outside I see is to my right, and outside is just absolutely beautiful in spite of the bland setting the moment I step out.

For the first few 20 feet or so, there’s gray concrete along with some gray walls with no stylization to them; just a pasty looking appearance. There are a few fancy umbrellas in the middle of some tables with metal chairs stacked around them that were black barred, or had a gray metallic composition with some strong fabric for the seating and back rest.

I’m running, and aiming to go up, or down the stairs in this fairly long area of the environment. It leads to other areas inside, as if rooms were built underneath the natural landscape of the region that’s presumed to be a fall overtone.

At some point in the dream, I noticed there’s this girl that’s oddly familiar, and we’ll just nickname her AriW for now. AriW has her short hairstyle that seems to garner a lot of men her way to compliment, but this is just a characterization of her. She’s wearing this dark, golden leather jacket with this shirt that is a mix of red, orange, and black, and she’s wearing either light blue skinny jeans, or black ones.

She’s following me, and I felt a natural ease around her, but as I’m trying to escape, I noticed that she’s catapulting herself to latch onto my back. She starts to get obsessive towards me, and I can’t make out what she’s telling me. I just hear her giggles, and she had a strong resistance to hold me back.

I’m struggling to get her off of me, even though it wouldn’t have been difficult to continue running. Her bonding with me seemed way too strong, and it was an unsolicited one. I was going off of predisposition to deter away from her in spite of her attractive visage in waking life.

Unfortunately, in order to get her off my back, literally, I had to twist around, or something, and use my arms to grab some portion of her body, and throw her on the ground. She still maintains that fucking disturbing visage that I just can’t get out of my mind even after what I did to her; just an entity with no soul inside of her; like all she could do was have her eyes open, and the smile implanted into her visage.

The creepiness lingered on for a few seconds, and I reign in my sense of self, and managed to get out of this area. I noticed that I’m wearing a black shirt, and basic blue jeans at the moment, but the style may have fluctuated throughout the dream.


Now that this part was accomplish, the next event involves me looking inside that same auditorium, and this time, I think I’m in a spectate point of view where I don’t pay too much attention on whether or not I’m in my dream body. There’s this Plexiglas that’s rectangular, and is around 10 feet tall, and 15-20 feet wide. There’s someone inside that’s being treated like this circus freak for some reason.

Things become equivocal in the dream in relation to the context of what’s going on. There’s this bald man that’s wearing this fancy gray dress jacket and pants, and a red dress shirt with a white collar of some sort, and a jet black with a mélange of blue tie. He has this position where he is upright, and is blabbering on about the subject inside the Plexiglas container.

The person inside seems to be a dimwit; completely devoid of any cognitive ability that indicates that he has some kind of awareness over what’s going on. All he’s staring at is this thin bordered green rectangle in front of him that’s probably 12 inches tall, and 15 inches wide. There’s a holographic vibe to it, and the more he presses it, it emits this voom, woom sound that’s pulsating. He seems to enjoy doing this, and how he gets out is very contrived.

The man that was outside somehow got his way into the Plexiglas container, and was probably going to do some maintenance for either the person, or the container itself. There’s this piece of paper that has this small cut at the edge, and there’s random black font around it. There’s a green strip at the opposite edge of it, and for some reason, I think putting the piece of paper near the green rectangle can activate something. And I don’t know who’s doing it, but it’s being done, and there’s a gap that’s being opened up to where the seemingly incompetent dimwit is holding it, and maintains a position where his hands are holding both sides of the paper, and he bends his knees to where he dolphin dives his way out of the container.

He somehow runs and escapes, and everyone starts to panic a bit, but he’s no threat. The man that was inside quickly came outside to profess a manhunt for this individual. And he brings out some documentation, or check, and he professes that this “dog” is actually worth $120 billion dollars.

I zoom in on the check/documentation, and it’s at least $120,607,XXX,XXX. It looks like a cashier’s check now that I think about it more, and the guy is offering $50 billion dollars that would be divided in 2 if anyone can capture this individual.

I decided to dissipate from the environment, and felt there wasn’t much meaning to it at all.

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30.12.2015

Tutorial/Model Melanged Together (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m looking at a tutorial I made in real life, and navigated through the video only to realize I’m also capable of rotating the model at will.
Woah.

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30.12.2015

Wearing Underwear At The Shrimp Store (DILD)NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I and a few people have intentions to go out somewhere, specifically the shrimp store for something. I had a feeling it would be a section from a larger retail store similar to one I work at. It was nighttime in the dream, and things felt pretty realistic, but I had some assurance that it’s merely a dream. I noticed that I was paying attention to my body more without even looking at it; there was just these feelings coming out for me to pay attention to my body, but I shrugging it off.

We end up going inside the large grocery retail store, and proceeded to go to the shrimp store, presumably. We had to sit around for a bit, and the people I was with were probably gone. I noticed that as I’m lurking around the area randomly, there’s this guy that looks like one of my previous boss’s boss at another store that I’ll nickname Veg for now. He’s wearing a light blue dress shirt, and has the same bald spot as ever, and is looking at me funny like I’m doing something funny.

He picks up his phone, which prompts me to want to pick up mine, and I noticed that he’s trying to call me, but there’s some difficulty. So I get close to him, and tried to structure a query of what he felt was peculiar about me. He was on his laptop going through YouTube videos of Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds parodies, and had a playlist of “Things to say to Yu-Gi-Oh! Card traders” or something like that.

I see an image of Yusei Fudo in one of the thumbnails with his face at an angle towards the bottom left corner of the screen, and with the movement of his visage, it’s like he’s moving fast, or something with huge eyes trying to drawing a card for exaggerated theatrics.

Then, something came over me, and I realized that I was only wearing underwear, and maybe some long boots. I felt awkward, but the dream characters didn’t mind. I believe I called someone to tell them that I’ll be going inside the car for the time being until they’re done, which they didn’t mind.

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30.12.2015

Too Early For Work (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m inside a store again, and this feels like a continuation of the previous dream. It’s morning time, and I feel that I need to arrive to work around 11:15AM or so. I start doing things around the store, but nothing related to working at all. I’m walking around with a blue shirt, and brown pants, and I noticed a co-worker, that I’ll nickname ShaP, who tells me that they’re a little t
Naturally, I look down, and they’re kind of saggy, and don’t really feel tight at all. She starts professing other stuff in this trailing voice as if she’s really into me. I shrug this off, and get pissed off at her apprehension for personal reasons that I rather not talk about. I move on, and turn around to get away from her. Then, I realized that I work at 12PM instead, and quickly ran to the nearest person that could be in a similar position as I am.

I see it’s the short girl that should be a cashier in waking life, and she’s holding the iPhone with the scheduling for co-workers. I try to tell her about this, and she seems pre-occupied with things, or maybe is flustered with people coming towards her for help, and other inquiries. I try to tell her several times again, but gave up, and presumed she got it.

I go outside while feeling ShaP is still glancing over me, which is really different than the other dream above this one where I thought we were going to die. Ugh.

So, I go outside to my car, and decided to start it while thinking of where I could go for the time being.

early:
+ (f) backpack in the bed of the pickup truck, I need to move things into the cab in order to be able to drive

+ (impression) in a large house, flying around, people around

+ friend MR is learning to play <my instrument>. It's going to be a while before he can play a duet with me because he's just starting. I think about/see a mouthpiece.

+ (f) with a guy stopping at a place that has a restaurant and a convenience store. The convenience store is really crowded, this is a good location with a lot of traffic.

later:

+ Sitting at a bar counter talking with a guy telling him all about double buffering, 2d vs. 3d, vertical retrace. Leave and encounter a guy I worked with a long time ago, we're going off again to solve a problem we solved 20 years ago.

There's a little dog who barks out something that sounds like "Bad dog!", which makes me laugh.

Talking about a piece of software, the question is how to save the images. Should the app save the image in the resource section of the executable or somewhere else? Then the view changes to a large athletic field at a University. Still a thought remains about the application. It's early morning but the sky is clear, no clouds. I notice down towards the end of the fence around the field is a topless girl. I think they're out to catch some sun. I get the impression of naked girls around the fence.

Spoiler for a bit risque:

Moving up towards the university, there is a narrator telling about how the standards of fallen. Inside is the art room of a (dead?) painter in the university. I think he was just an "old goat" who liked to use his profession to get close to nude models and paint their pubic region. Several close-ups of female models pubic region with sculpted and artistic pubic hair arrangements: leaves, flowers, abstract shapes.

+ (semi-epic) lying on couch, head towards the middle (pointing towards dining room) and suddenly a full-sized adult pig jumps up on the couch and snuggles in right next to me, I'm lying almost on top of it. It's head is facing the other way. I'm touching it's bristly skin. I think "pigs make great pets!". I look back and notice my mom is leaning up against the end of the couch, the pig's face is pushed up against her. I get a creepy feeling that she is enjoying the pig "too much."

I get off the couch and I'm flea-combing my cat and dog (switches between them). I'm putting the fleas into a bowl of warm soapy water from the comb. One flea jumps off the comb on to the carpet and I'm trying to catch it. It's hopping 2-3 inches very quickly and the carpet is making it very hard to see and catch it. I eventually run the comb through the carpet and pick it up and quickly move it into the water. The flea is walking along the surface and I'm trying to dunk it down. My cat gets up and walks away. I feel something brush against my back.

I look around the carpet and notice that it is dotted with a number of small (3-4 inches) shallow pools of water, in which are swimming a bunch of little fish. I stand up and notice that covering this floor of the house a 3-4 inch deep layer of water. I go to the dining room and look out the sliding glass door and see that the entire area is flooded with water right up to the level of the deck [which makes it a biblical flood since my childhood home is at an elevation of about 1000 ft.]. I go back out the front door and see the edges of the flood poking in to the front yard. I run upstairs and call to my parents to come and see the flood. I'm thinking I hope my dad will help me with the sandbags.

My dad comes downstairs but looking out the sliding glass door the water is gone. Looking more carefully I see the water level is lower and suddenly while I'm watching it drops another 100 feet or more and I call out "did you see that!?". I'm calling urgently to my dad to come to the living room to see the pools of fish there. He moves slowly and I keep calling him to hurry. He gets there and it seems that some bowls of fish have spilled and the fish are flopping there but the pools are mostly gone. I ask my dad if he's going to clean up the tadpoles I see lying in a place on the carpet but he indicates he does not want to.

back to sleep / sleep inertia:

+ baseball play: bunt, many replays, the runner was clearly safe on first, I demand (hope?) that there will be a review and the inning will be allowed to continue. The first base coach tells the runner "get back on base!" The runner cannot rely on hearing (the ball?) and should run to first base at top speed.

+ sitting with girls outside on chair, I'm about to sit down at a table and a girl sneaks in and takes my seat. one gets up and brushes up against me moving past me and a bit of her breast runs across my hand.

+ in my cousin's house, the book about diamonds in a bookshelf with many books, I think if you read all these books you'd know a lot of things, should I go upstairs?, there's a girl up there, but maybe going up there would be conspicuous.

+ talking about illegal garbage dumping and avoiding discovery in the back garden under the drainpipe with lots of drops of water coming down

+ going for a walk with wife and son and leaving the park through a private garden of someone we know who's quite wealthy whom I hear talking through their open front door, my wife sees a plant she wants to have so she pulls off a leaf (it's sort of a lettuce plant) and I get nervous we'll be discovered. I prepare a statement in a foreign language talking about their "former baseball team" (prior dream?). There are very beautiful flowers of all sizes lining the stairs that we're climbing to the road, in particular the yellow roses are lovely.

Outside the garden on the street, across the street I see that our car (where I remember it being parked) is now tightly surrounded by very expensive big cars like Range Rovers. There must be a mafia meeting or something now. I keep looking but just can't see our car. We go around to the side and our car is there apparently, a convertible, and my wife gets in and some old Asian women get in and one takes my spot in the front seat, I will need to ask her to move.

D1 - A man with black hair and glasses and a long tan trench coat (he plays villain in a lot of my dreams, he's ok at it), is at a counter trying to pretend to be somebody else to get money or something. The worker, an old man round man with white hair and spectacles is dealing with him.
He starts to give the villain a phone number and is half way through when I use mind control thinking "no no..don't do it!" He stops in his tracks realising this man may not be as genuine as he thought. The man gets very agitated and starts to kick off. He somehow manages to get hold of something and leaves.
Outside is a cobblestone street and shops and some houses, leading to a archway into a courtyard. There are lots of general public about but I notice a load of school girls in brown uniforms. I use mind control to take them over and set them after the villain. He is accousted in the courtyard and they drag him away with little fuss, there are lots of them
I get them to hurt him but then a part of me wakes up to the fact that I shouldn't be hurting dream characters as they are a part of myself.
With this new intent I re-enter the dream and find the villain escaping down a tunnel leading to the subway. He disappears round a corner, so I use telekinesis to drag him out. He comes flying out. At this point I get lucid, everything feels different and lighter. The guy who looks slightly different now comes at me Oo. I freeze up a bit but have the courage to try and hug my mad(?) assailant. His expression changes ansd he opens his arms to hug me breifly but then lucidity and the dream fade.

D2 -Outside my parents house (as it was many years ago) my brother is in the garden at night. Inside the lights are on. The fuel storage has been set a light by me. I realise inside is also stored framed photographs of the schoolgirls with somekind of official form and signature. I put ourt the fire and hope the damage is not to great though I can see some are burnt round the edges :/

D3 - At school I have not prepared the kids properly for some kind of school performance. Other teacher is running through some basic routine, I am planning on being off sick. Class run through basic routine but their is some swearing.

Dream One - I am on a raft on a river, using a long stick to push against the bottom of the river to steer and move the raft. There is a young girl on the raft, she's maybe between 5 and 7 with long blond hair that's curly at the ends. She looks a bit like my daughter, but in the dream I know she is not my little girl. I am trying to take her home, though I don't know where her home is. I pass a man standing in the water neck deep, and in the dream I know him and say hello to him. He wishes me a good day as we pass, and I wave to another person who is also standing neck deep in the water farther down stream, but I steer the raft to shore here. There is a factory by the river, I don't remember what it made but I think it was either a snack food factory or a soft drink factory. The little girl and I walk past the factory and up a sparsely wooded hill that's almost big enough to be a small mountain. At the top there is a multistory brick building and we go inside b/c I feel drawn towards it. I walk into a room and feel the familiar presence of K, but there is no one in the room. I feel the pulling in my chest and follow it to a secret brick passage way. The tunnel turns left a couple time and leads up to a room maybe 8 feet wide by 10 feet long. There is a single twin sized bed to the left and a circular window to the right. On the bed lies K asleep. I walk over to him, smile, then bend over to kiss him awake. He wakes up, rubs his face, and asks me how I found him. I reply to him that I felt him and that I am a very determined person. The little girl speaks up now, and tells me that he is her daddy and that he protects her mommy and keeps her safe. I feel a brief flash of jealousy that I haven't seen him in my dreams in ages and it must because he's taking care of someone else. The flash of jealousy fades very quickly though as I remind myself that I've also stopped the constant search in my dreams and waking reality for the last few years. I turn to the window and absent mindedly ask the girl who her mother is. I wake up before I get an answer.

Dream Two - I am trying to buy pizza at Pizza Hut, but when I go to pay I remember I forgot my wallet at home. They are going to go ahead and make the pizza b/c I know the manager and they trust me, and I am going to go get my wallet while the pizza is cooking to pay when I pick it up. A little girl in the lobby with dark hair about 4 or 5 is playing with my bike, but hands it to me as soon as I walk over. I get back to the tall brick building, only I forget where I am going and ride my bike down the stairs. There are two older ladies talking about a mental health patient at the bottom of the stairs. Overhearing them, I realize I was supposed to go up and turn around to go back up the stairs. When I make it to the apartment I remember in the dream as being K's, I walk in to find a woman from work there going through both his and my wallets by a table that has pictures of he and I. Strangely, his hair is dark instead of it's normal blonde. I confront her, and she says she needs the money and he's too nice to tell her no even if she had asked for the money, and takes two bank cards from his wallet. She throws my bank card at me and tells me she doesn't need mine, she'll make do with his, and leaves me standing there speechless at her blatant rudeness and thievery. I feel bad because confronting her with words didn't stop her, and I know that K won't be mad at me because he knows I am bad with confrontation and standing my ground, and that makes me feel even worse. I go back to the pizza place to pay for my pizza, but the pizza isn't ready yet, so I walk into the store next door to kill time looking around instead of sitting in the lobby and wallowing in how bad I felt for letting his cards get stolen by someone I knew. I see the woman from work in the store, and confront her once again. She tosses one of the cards at me telling me she already used that one for lunch so I can have it back, but she still needs the other one for her shopping. I jump on her and try to wrestle the second card back from her, and wake up.

Dream Three - I am at my dead Grandparents house, down in the garden. There is a group of 10 - 20 men marching behind me in black leather armor with gold studs and rings. We are each carrying a cut Christmas tree. I slam my tree's cut trunk down into the ground trying to make it stand on it's own, but it falls over. One of the men behind me laughs and tells me I have to use my true power, my human form won't plant that tree. I try again, this time reaching within to find the feeling of control and power that will allow me to shove the trunk of the tree into the ground, and further more cause the tree to take root from the cut end. The men behind me do the same until we have a small forest in an almost tear drop shape. I turn back towards them and start to walk between them, until I meet in the middle with the dark haired K who is still carrying his tree. Together we walk back to the front of the formation where he plants his tree at the very point of the tear drop formation and cries out, "For Asgard!" I grow wings, jump into the air and fly above the men to the center of the formation once again, this time drawing a glowing line with my finger that opens a large swirly purple portal. I cry out, "It's the second coming of Asgard!" and wake up.

I did it!!! I think. Haha.

Here's the dream:

I'm collecting something? Searching through a pile of trash. I'm acting out a part for a kid at a festival. I don't have to - but I want to.

I'm repeating the same puzzle over and over. There's a shower I keep trying to take, but my teammates are there and they make fun of me while I'm naked and it embarrasses me.

Then, I'm on a different level and we have to complete certain challenges. There's a magazine at the beginning of the level that is full of Tenchi Muyo information. It talks about a second Tenchi Muyo movie, which I think is stupid. I flip through the pages quickly, admiring the art. My team loses because I'm distracted.

The next round, I'm determined to redeem myself. I run past a Charr (guild wars 2 race) and hop onto platforms like a jumping puzzle. I reach a point where I enter a room that is hot pink and glowing. My friends from high school are there.

I get lucid. My friends and I talk excitedly about dreaming and how we are all sharing a dream. They tell me the room is a different color for each of them. One of them who I am fighting with in waking life hugs me and it makes me intensely uncomfortable.

I rub my hands to stabilize the dream and add clarity. I remember The Dreamcatcher Society and decide I want to try it out. I'm reluctant because I'm attached to the current dream plotline but I don't know when the next time I'll be able to try this is.

I walk over to the wall where there is a white panel. I slide it to the side and there is a door behind it. I push through.

The room I end up in looks like an old Englishman's study, with and old couch and two armchairs and the whole room is lit by a fireplace which is where the door I just walked through is. My dad and his siblings are all sitting on the seats around the room. I can't tell if we are in a castle or not, but I keep going with it.

I go to the coffee table in the middle of the seats. It's very cluttered with books, magazines, and other objects. There is a small flask which looks like a glass potion bottle. I pick it up and drink it.

It tastes AWFUL. Sour, smells like bad chicken broth, and there are chunks of I don't know what. Luckily, it's only a shot's worth.

My dad is talking the whole time but I can't understand him - it's like Charlie Brown's teacher.

I look over to the wall and walk to it. It's another panel. I push it to the side and walk through the secret door. It's another room, exactly like the one I just walked from, except no one is in it. It's very quiet. I'm supposed to find something about myself that I didn't know before, so I start looking around.

I find a small hallway. Through it I step into a room that has a small old CRT television playing a cartoon that reminds me of coyote and roadrunner from Looney Toons. The story is incoherent and keeps going from one weird thing to the next. I don't think it's what I'm looking for, so I leave this room and go into another.

In this room, there is a Vietnamese woman standing at a desk working a sewing machine with a pile of clothes next to her on the table. The room is lit fluorescently, much different than the warm light of the study before.

When I get close to her, she turns to me and starts speaking to me. It's English, but I still can't understand her. I listen anyway and keep looking at her.

She finishes, I leave the room and decide to run down the hallway. Immediately it feels like there are two demon dogs chasing me. I can hear barking behind me and the hallway around me is getting dark and I'm scared.

I tell myself to wake up and I do.

think it counts?

in the war zone, perhaps more recent one in Afghanistan
a group of soldiers found a severed female head
they took the head as a prize
they died one by one
the last two remained soldiers decided to find two labours to dump the head and bury the head under ground
the ground was muddy
Sometime later (after the soldiers were gone), someone found the head again while digging underground
the dead eyes looked as if it were looking directly into their souls
so they ran
at some point later, a kid was inside the compound, inside of the house
and the ghost of that severed head was above him whom was lying on his bed
he was about to get woopydydoo!
then all of sudden
i was in another dream room in a more futuristic world.
all of the severed head were in her dreams
there was a doctor, her mother, a cage above which contained what it looked like severed head toy
they looked outside to see how the weather
nice sunny, futuristic looking landscape, buildings flying cars etc..

Alright, I'm really itchin' to go so I won't write much.

I created (or found?) this new species of animal that was similar to a rhino. I got to sort of make up the taxonomy for it/what phylum/class/order/etc I wanted it to go in (even if it didn't quite fit for a rhino-like creature). Once I decided, it sort of changed a bit to fit the taxonomy I decided on.

There was a rabbit-like creature that had "shadow" powers that basically enabled it to double-jump. It could also spray like a skunk. It was trying to get away from these barbaric carnivores, and there was a timer in the bottom middle of my vision, like a video game. When the timer ran out, the carnivores were no longer allowed to pursue the rabbit, so it just had to evade them for that long. (Like, two or three minutes I think.) However, when the timer had about 5 seconds left, the rabbit got cocky, and the carnivores caught it with one second left on the clock. He panicked, then.

A person I was at TK with (can't say names, but for my own reference: she was transferred to our lodge because of a "physical altercation" and she wore a grey sweatshirt with her hair in a bun) was in my dream at some point, and she used this "outdated" device that was about, uh, like, 2/3 the size of a brick. It was white, and it was some sort of communication/sensing device, but I don't really remember what it did now. She was in the same dream as a person who I think may have also been from TK (loud voice one who likes red velvet cake and hockey?) who wanted me to back them up as they went into this criminal place where they worked in case their colleagues decided to jump them. She would walk onto this glowing colored square and disappear (apparently to her workplace), and I was to follow if she didn't come out after a little bit.

Another time I find myself in this bathroom which is apparently a navy bathroom or something, at, like, a navy base or something, and it's freaking me out. Everything's wet, there's a whole bunch of growth on the floor lining the bath and lining a lot of other things. There's an extremely sticky reddish substance (kinda like old tree sap now that I look back on it, but even more of it comes off on you) at the base of the neck of the sink. When I look in the mirror, I see that I have a horrific wound on the right side of my forehead, though I can't feel it. It's as if the skin was ripped off roughly. It's old now, but still exposed. I don't touch it half out of disgust/horror and half just in case it might make it hurt. There are unbelievably large zits (maybe more like white boils?) on my forehead to the left of the wound. I guess they were about the size of, uh, like, an entire eraser from a pencil? Like when you pull it out? Maybe a bit bigger. Anyway- and lining my left jaw was some sort of greenish growth- like barnacles or mold, like an extremely infected wound. My hair was long, unkempt, and greasy/wet. I had to push it out of the way to look at the growth on my jaw and the wound on my forehead. I popped my zits at some point.

I was eventually let out of the bathroom to a spartan (in decoration, not time period), grey room that was apparently part of this navy base. It wasn't so disgusting, and it was a little less dim than the bathroom. I'm apparently let out by Matt Young, an improv guy who's a part of some podcasts I listen to. There with him is the rest of the people who form Improvised Star trek, all in their Star Trek outfits. They're apparently improvising a scene, so I begin to improv with them, and I think I may have even thought that my wounds and stuff were "just improv".

At some point I'm in this green yard in the daytime. Like, we're outside my house, but the yard is much bigger and flatter. Me and some other people are under this white, open, tent/tarp or whatever, and I don't remember what we're doing. These creatures that kinda look like big, stocky, capybara-ish people walk over. I don't know their intent, but one of them comes towards me with open arms. The people I'm with say I shouldn't interact with them, but I'm curious and hopeful. However, it turns out the "open arms" gesture led to picking me up over their shoulder and carrying me off. I call for help and my friends begrudgingly save me.

Aaaand THAT'S the SHORT version!

25/12/15: Some pretty detailed dreams .

Dream 1: I was a teenage or twenty-so girl and I started working at a hospital. I walked through a bit of a tiered garden at then walked into the hospital. I got shown around the hospital a bit and then I started working there. After a little while though I started getting a bit suspicious about the hospital, the patients seemed to be held there against their will and it seemed more like an experimental mental asylum than an ordinary hospital. I confronted my supervisor and asked him about it. He got very defensive and threatened me unless I kept silent about this. I agreed, but my conscience wouldn't allow me to keep silent about this so I ran out of the building and tried to get help from the local people. The town I ran out into was sort of like Venice, with tiered layers and canals. I ended up getting dragged into some big boat race along the canals along with almost a hundred other people. I think that if I won the race then I would have the platform to tell everyone about the injustices going on at the hospital. The boats were large yachts with a single mast, everything made out of polished wood, and the canals were extremely crowded with boats jostling each other for position. I'm not sure what happened with the race, but I remember seeing some of the hospital staff chasing after me on the shore.

Dream 2: I went into a cave in a sandy desert, alone. I thought there was nothing in the cave, but I soon found a trapdoor at the back. I climbed through and went down the ladder, and after 20 metres or so A large cavern opened up. There was a huge open area surrounded by red-brown rock with rows and rows of computers and people milling about everywhere. A large screen on the other side of the cavern was partially covered by a large missile, and I realised this was a secret weapons bunker. I heard voices coming from beneath me, so I silently crawled down a bit of the ladder until I came upon a door going into the wall. The door was slightly ajar and inside was a meeting room with half a dozen people in it. 2 of the people were talking about how they had just perfected the nuclear decay ratio and they would be ready to launch the missile in 24 hours. I gasped. this was a nuclear bunker! I clambered back up the ladder and ran out of the cave to try and warn people about the impending disaster.

The scene jumped a little and I was at a McDonalds with a couple of friends, talking with them and trying to figure out what to do. Our plan of action lied with talking with some super powerful guy who was behind a locked door in the McDonalds, but we would have to defeat his minions first before he would allow us to speak with him. I knew that there was a special vial containing 3 fire demons down at the lake, so I ran out to get them. I fished my fingers underneath the water and found the 3 vials, surprised at how easily I had found them. I ran back to the McDonalds and met back up with the others and asked a staff member to let us into the locked room. He begrudgingly agreed, and we walked in full of trepidation. Beyond the door was a small, dark room with a single light bulb illuminating a door on the other side of the room. That door slowly swung open and a horde of ghosts swarmed through. I threw down the vials on the floor, but as they broke some yellow stuff crackled around them and they didn't really form like they were supposed to. Realizing we would be killed if we stayed in there we sprinted out and slammed the door shut. I was really shook up by this, but one of my friends suggested that the radiation I had received in the bunker was messing up the stuff around me. I had begun feeling sick from the effects of radiation poisoning and I knew my time was short.

Luckily, as I walked outside I saw my Chinese teacher and a few of the people from the class. I ran over to them and quickly explained the situation to them, begging the teacher to drive me back to the bunker. He agreed and soon I was back in the cave. My sickness was getting worse and I knew I didn't have much time. I wasn't sure what I was going to do but I started going back down the ladder to the cavern. This time I went all the way down to the ground floor and started sneaking about, hoping to find a main control area. A few scientists in white coats spotted me and started asking some questions. Soon enough an alarm started and I began sprinting towards the missile, hoping to knock it over or something. My head was feeling ready to explode from the sickness and I began stumbling, hoping I could close the distance before I gave out. At some stage before the guards caught me and before I reached the missile however I woke up.

I was quite tired yesterday. Went to bed earlier than normal and read a chapter in my book. The chapter was so long that I ended up really going to bed around the same time as normal (about 23:45). I woke up around 08:30. It's now 09:00

Penisslip
I'm in my mom's living room. I can tell by the big, black couch. I'm with my friend Sel. I can't recall why, but she is making me take off my shirt. There's nothing really sexual going on between us. I also have to take off my pants. Before doing so I take a moment to look which boxer I'm wearing, as I don't wanna embarrass myself with a childish boxer. It's an ok one. I pull my pants down, but the tip of my penis sticks out of the top of my boxer. Ah crap. I tuck it away asap, but Sel starts laughing and tells me she's already seen it. At this point I'm also hoping that I won't get a boner, because having a bulge in my boxer would be really obvious now. I'm hoping she will take something off as well. She is hot after all. She tells me that she is still dating Lukas. Really? Lukas? He is such a nerdy dude. I can't see them being together, her being out of his league. Also the thought that he is still with Lea is vaguely in the back of my mind.

Gym (this dream is full of gaps)
We have to travel a long way to a gym for some physical education class or something alike. We actually have to take the train or bus. The person I'm with and I decide to take the bus I think.

I recall talking to a white male who was somewhat important. We're in a big room and he's showing us around a bit. He might be the dad of the person I'm with. Eventually we have to leave to take the bus again. It's gonna be a long ride.

We're in the dressing room, along with some other people. It's time to go back home. Again we can choose between the train and the bus. I have a shitload of stuff to carry with me. I consider leaving some behind and picking it up on the second round, but then I remember how far it is and I don't want to do that.

We narrowly miss the train I believe, so we decide to take the bus instead. While we're driving I come to the conclusion that I've left some stuff behind. Fuck. I call someone, but he's already left the gym as well.

At some point while I'm still in the bus I hit the stop button, but I do so too early. I can see the train station a bit further in the distance. I consider getting off anyway, because I'm a bit embarrassed. The bus makes a stop, but I then realise I still have to put on my jacket and get all my stuff together. In the mean time some people start getting off. More and more until finally everyone has left. The bus continues driving with me on it and someone makes a comment which I can't remember. The bus descends rapidly as if I'm on a rollercoaster. I can actually feel the sensation and the tingling in my stomach. Then it's over and we've reached our destination.

Outside of the bus there's a girl to greet me for some reason. A kind of hostess/promo girl. We strike up a conversation as we walk inside together. She talks about the time she had to sing for a group of people.

Fragment
» I'm looking at a fullscreen map of the Netherlands. It's all misshapen. Groningen [a city in the north-east] is in the south-west. The map shows some colouring that I don't understand around Groningen. It makes me wonder what it's supposed to represent.

» My cousin tells us about how she was on the tram just now. She was seated and on the seats behind her, she had put two boxes. One were the parts for a very expensive cargo bike. Another was filled with baby stuff. When she turned around they were gone. Someone must've stolen them. I feel bummed out for her, but at the same time I wonder why she didn't switch places with her stuff so that she could keep an eye on it.

» My friend Anthony has posted something on LinkedIn. I don't recall the exact message, but I recall thinking that this was more of a FB post. It's about being grateful or something and about a party. Next thing I'm walking in the park during daytime with my friend Jor. Anthony wants to join us, but apparently the two of them are having a fight. Anthony remains quite normal under it and gives me the gist of the story, whereas Jor definitely doesn't want to talk to him. This is a bit of a weird and uncomfortable situation. I pick out a spot in the park to put a blanket down and chill. At first I thought about getting myself involved, but they can figure it out for themselves.

Sales
I'm the officemanager of a salescompany I used to work for. I'm surprised to find out myself, as I wasn't the best salesman. Even though I'm the manager, I don't know shit about shit and I feel like a fool. I get instructions rather than giving them. My people meet their targets though, which practically means free money for me.

It's daytime and I'm in a public building where a kid is having his/her birthday party. We're out here to make some sales. I strike up a conversation with 1 or 2 people, but no success. Eventually we move outside, as there are more and more salespeople around this place, working for different charities. Outside are people from my office. It didn't occur to me, but suddenly I realise that I'm holding a BNN sign, which is a organisation that some of us are selling for. Not me though. I have a big laugh at this.

Rainbow carpet
Not sure if it's me or someone else, but someone is driving a car around and I'm in it. It's daytime and I can make out the street pattern quite well. At some point there is the consideration of where to park (as in, where is the free parking). I recall the places where you have to pay, so lets avoid those at least. We end up at a roundabout.

The roundabout is a bit of a magical happy go lucky place. There's a fabric of some sorts which has been lain around the roundabout several times. It's rainbow coloured and quite soft and special. Polgara is also present. We are arranging the fabric again so that it's set properly. My little brother is there as well, sitting behind the computer. I tell him to come and help us. First he makes up the excuse that he's doing homework or something alike. Then he comes with a different excuse. And yet another. Dick.

First entry, here it goes...try not to spook.

Dream started off in a briefing room with about 20 people in chairs listening to the 1sgt give instructions for the attack. We were given instructions on how to lanyard our weapons to our bodies with two attachments. The weapon was similar to the machine guns in Starship Troopers ( this is getting exciting already). We were told that we would be crossing into enemy territory in broad daylight on foot, and that the base was underground approximately 1 square kilometer in size. We headed out running across an open field which soon turned into some kind of stadium where there was a sporting event taking place. As we ran by people didn't even notice us. I entered the base via a storm door, the kind where people run to during a tornado. I ran into an open area where people where sitting listening to a speaker give a lecture. That's when i opened up on them, full auto. Yes, it's kind of scary to put this out there given todays climate with terrorism, but that's what it was. Bad part is, nobody ran for cover or shot back at me. This lasted about a minute in dream time and I ran like hell out of the place, and onto a highway. The dream was extremely violent and very realistic, the vividness of it had me out of breath when i woke up. I remember thinking to myself, Oh my God why did I do that? It felt like someone else's memory or dreamscape. I really hope not, because it was evil.

I had a couple of dreams I remember from last night.
1st I was doing some crazy digging with some people, it was more like sculpting, of pavement and rocks under the ground. Then it all started to collapse so I pulled people out, eventually we got out.

2nd I was on a boat, things were happening then we were going to run aground into a bay with fishing nets and people in the water and on a sandy beach.
Nobody was going to do anything so in the end I got annoyed and I grabbed the controls, they seemed pretty easy to operate. Just some switches to flick to get things moving, accelerate etc and it responded instantly to my touch.
Then I looked around me, I could stop of at the beach and swim/have breakfast or I could head round the coast, or as I looked at to sea, I thought I could go anywhere. A wonderful feeling of calm came over me.
I realised i've had this background mood of panic all the time, but it subsided for a moment, to reveal an ocean of calm.

Cohesion:2/4
Lucidity:2/4

I looked to be about ten years old, and poofed into a warm, brown grocery store. People were loudly bustling around me, yet none of them seemed to have any facial features. Where their faces should have been, there was only a light flesh colored mist rolling off of their skin. I took note of how odd this was, yet I continued walking around the large store, trying to blend in. Eventually at the front of the store, I found a tall white machine with a bright touchscreen display.
It towered above me until I imagined it being shorter, which caused it to shrink to chest height. At this, people walking by slowed down considerably, turning to look at me with confusion and apprehension. Their faces slowly started to form, and most of the men look uncomfortable and awkward when they noticed me. Women seemed angry, and started to whisper harshly to each other.
I ignored them mostly, and started to fiddle through the touchscreen's menu. I remember feeling very overwhelmed due to the choices and controls, yet I ended up finding an ice cream menu. A picture of mint chocolate chip ice-cream appeared on the screen, and I felt ravenous. I put my finger on the screen and focused on the texture of the cold treat, and the ice-cream on the screen wiped off on my finger. I started to go wild, eating as much as I could while enraged women screamed and charged at me. One man with black hair jumped towards me and started to drag me to the exit, pushing away women that seemed almost feral. He let go of me to hold more back and I ran outside crying. As soon as I was out of there, I felt incredibly bored and empty. When I looked back inside the store, everyone seemed calm and where walking around as if nothing had happened. I chose then to end the dream.