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It was dark outside. I was flying low to the ground. Then my girlfriend appeared. I think she wasn't too impressed I could fly.

Part I: The Gifts

I was at my dad's small apartment, laying on my bed for some reason, and my father came in with a huge box, wrapped in plain blue paper. From there, he laid it next to me, saying "Here you go, son. I'm giving you this because I'm proud of ya." and I quickly opened the large present.

Inside was a rather old-looking computer, save for the fact that it was the color purple and had a transparent covering to it. He said it was something called "The Chat Messenger" or something. It did two things that I know of--chat and watch movies. I did the first thing, chatting nonsense with others before turning on the movie.

It was a horror flick, which is how the next part begins.

Part II: The Horrors

I was in this movie for some reason. Much like me real self, I was tall, white and of medium attraction, though I had long blonde hair instead of my short brown hair that I actually have. I was with a group of friends at this vacation spot, each one I didn't recognize very well and all seemed like jerks. It was four guys, including myself, and two girls, one that seemed to have the hots for me. That, or we were just really close friends. We flirted like couples, though passed it off as friendly chit chat. She's the only one I remember interacting with in the dream, a blonde-headed tan girl with big cheeks and a cute face, always wearing a white t-shirt with a rather large bust.

One night, in our hotel room that we all stayed in, I recommended we go try the haunted house across the way, and we looked at it through the window. Lighting and rain poured over it, and nothing else. Skeletons came out of the windows and went back in. It was certainly haunted.

The next morning we went into an elevator, the group of us waiting to get to the haunted house. Through this time, someone was chatting something that I wasn't listening to, arms crossed. My elbow was nudged into one of the blonde chick's breasts, and she looked at me with a sarcastically amused grin, pulling my elbow away and mouthing "Sorry!" so not to interrupt the guy talking. We both seemed rather calm about it, her chuckling a bit afterwards.

We eventually got to the house, stepping inside and going into one of the rooms. It was like an apartment; fair sized and old-looking, clothes and other knick-knacks scattered along the floor. The group was searching around, making jokes about who was the most scared, though out of a closet came a pale-skinned zombie boy dressed like a cowboy, crawling and almost biting on to one of my friends' legs. Someone came up and began smashing his head with his foot, soon the only thing that was left was a battered mesh of red and white. I covered up the body with a chair, though another zombie came in and shot one of my friends, then grabbed another and took them into the floor. One came out of the TV and took another one, and then one grabbed my leg. I didn't feel anything at first, though the longer it went on, the more painful it got. I started screaming, and then I woke up.

Notes:

My dad would never be this nice.
The pain on my leg was quite intense and felt very real.
Apart from the pain, I wasn't very scared at all.

Interpretation:

I'm scared of people, or something.

I'm in Grandma's kitchen and looking out the window at the night sky. After a few minutes, the sky starts spinning and changing. When it stops, I'm amazed at the sight. The sky is brighter and more colorful. It reminds me of the Northern Lights, but a million times better. I run to grab my phone so that I can take a picture. I'm about to take a picture when a massive, rainbow marbled planet appears. It's beautiful. I snap a picture. Suddenly, I'm transported to a desolate place, like ruins in a desert. I get a bad feeling and I know something terrible has happened. Then out of nowhere, an army of faceless soldiers march toward me.

Dream Fragment: A school councilor is telling me that keeping a container of onions is good and will wake me up. A small container of onions appears and starts singing, "I'm full of onions, please keep me near. I bet you won't let me kick you in the rear."

2007-2010

1. The Lake of the previous dreams has become a huge wetland, and has now become dissociated from my house, but rather near Zombie Island. I am standing in the Marsh with a bunch of people, and swimming in a whirlpool the size of a football field.

2. I am in a swamp that has taken over a neighborhood. I walk around, knowing that I have to get out before the rest of it floods. I lose my shoe, and I go back, delaying me. I then cannot make it in time before the next tidal change.

3. I am back in the location of the first dream. I swim, but this time I discover a beautiful waterfall and cove in the Marsh.

4. We have to jump from a mound of swamp to swim in the Marsh's tide pool.

5. I am in a palace in Etcia (a location in my dream world), overviewing the Marsh in its beautiful entirety. When I awaken, I am happy that the terrifying place of the Lake is now replaced by this intricate swamp that I can visit in my dreams anytime I become lucid.

6. I am playing tag with other small children in the Marsh.

7. I am in the Marsh with others. As the wave of water rushes in, I meet a man or an animal. I cannot remember which. He told me that I was dreaming, and that he was my Dream Guide; an alternate consciousness living within my brain that only appeared in my dreams. He told me that while I was awake he slept and that dreams where his reality. I have not seen him since.

8. EDIT: 4/30/13 The Marsh has recently transformed into the Woodland. Dreams that take place in the classic Marsh will be still be tagged as such. The Marsh was also originally the Lake, but that has since been eradicated. Only one dream from the present has gone back to the original Lake.

2006

1. I am somewhat sure that I am dreaming. I begin to drive in a car. The police come. They chase me, and express their intent on destroying my lucidity. It was as if my unconsciousness wanted me not to realize I am dreaming.

2. I am coming out of a club, and then I get arrested by the police for "being lucid in a dream" as I try to run away.

3/22/13

3. I am back at the Lake. I am in a car. My dad is bashing my head against the dashboard. I scream, but he doesn't stop. I run and hide from him, but my blood trail gives it away. I tell my friend to call the police, but she just helps me run through the woods. My dad is chasing me. I stop and see that my mom is dead, but I spit on her body. The DC friend is crying. We run until we get out, and we go to school the next day in the dream. We have to go on a field trip to the Lake, but we see the car with the door open where my dad disappeared. No one else notices. We get to the Lake. It has split off into a waterfall. If I was lucid, I would have known that the Marsh was near there. There is a machine that brings wooden slits across water in a diagonal grid. When they reach the end, the slits open up into body-sized squares. We have to jump into it to go down. I am a little nervous, but I go down. The chaperone tells me to meet the other DC in the water tube. I am confused, but then I realize that I have scuba gear on. I talk to the kid. He begins to respond, but we unexpectedly fall out of the water tube and onto a floor. We are separated from the rest. I see white halls, and realize that it is in a hospital. It looks abandoned. There is a wheel chair and a lot of trash scattered across the floor. We cannot get back up to the lake. I tell the DC that when I used to visit the Lake, it was haunted. He becomes scared, and I see a dead raven.

2006-2007

It is a normal day in the world of my dreams. I am reliving my day through day residue, and everything seems as a normal dream would be. I bounce a ball with a DC friend. I stop because I smell smoke. We go inside his house and see his mother dead on the kitchen floor. A chicken baster is impaling her eye. The oven is on fire, and the lights go out. We run over to my house in fear. We look out the window to the DC's house, and it is completely ablaze. We run to the other kids on the block, and discover that every one of their parents were murdered. Each house is flaming, and the it is night. The fire slowly calms until the houses are mostly blackened skeletons of their construct. We run through the decay, but one of the herd of kids falls dead. Another is burned alive. We suspect it is the murderer who killed our parents and is now after us. One bashes his head open on the frame of a burnt doorway. The other falls down a stairwell and bleeds from his cuts. There are now only five. Instead of running from house to house, we run into the Lake's forest. We trek through the trees, but one more dies when he falls behind. We decide that we need to split-up in order to preserve our lives in numbers. I say that that is a terrible idea, and that that is what the murderer wants. However we do it anyways. We are supposed to meet back up at the highway. I run through the forest as fast as I can for an hour. It is almost sunrise. I go to the highway, but no one is there. I begin to become worried, and I go back to the clearing. No one is there, and I see blood thrown across the grass. The trees rustle, and I stumble around the circle in wonder. Where are they? An old crone woman appears from the forest. She appears calm and says, "My name is Grimilia. Can you help me?" I move closer towards her. Before I realize what is happening, she pulls out a bloodied knife. I immediately become lucid. The scenario, the antics of the killer, all point to my dream themes. I am still scared. I attempt to use dream control, but it is too late. She sinks the knife into me. Even though it is a dream, I still feel the pain as sharp as ever. I awaken.

Dream recall from today's nap, got lucid due to attempting WILD in a dream again as well as finally did some goals as well as TOTM.

I can't recall much about dream start, but i was at home and i was apparently sick, it was nighttime and i was watching Syphon Filter let's play, it was pretty weird in way that there were driveable vehicles and one level had the jump that was supposed to be done in vehicle, but player failed and was forced to redo whole level because the jump was done above area where level starts. Dad was annoying me because he decided to sleep in my room for whatever reason. Later i was watching another level with massive bridge and armored enemies, which supposed to be boss level of some kind. I looked at time and it was time at which i should go for nap. So i went for the WILD.
I wake up and it is daytime, i can't move, also for some reason i am in position in which my view is rather limited. The bed position is different too, and there were no curtains on windows, but i didn't notice it at that moment. So dream manages to convince me that i have sleep paralysis event. In a bit i hear sound of someone walking behind the window. I am slightly alerted for a second, but only for a quick second, then i get back to calm state again. I hear more sounds behind window and then i see some shadow figure. It breaks through the window and runs towards me. At this point i start suspecting that i am dreaming, but still can't move. Now it's not shadow anymore, but a person, i can only see legs though due to position i am paralyzed in. He starts punching and kicking me, i feel being hit, but no pain, i still can't move though so i just absorb hits like a badass until i fall out of the bed. I am able to move now, and i ask the person why he's doing it, i can't recall response but i was not satisfied with it, i looked at the person and apparently he is a midget. He decided to continue attacking me, but i just... sit down on him. He's angered and somehow manages to grab me and almost throw me, but i grab him in response too. Then he grabs in different way, making it harder to keep balance, but i respond by grabbing differently too. We continue that 'fight' while epic orchestral music is playing, until i get him into situation where keeping balance is just ridiculous, like he has to stand in weird pose on single finger while grabbing my hand, and while i am not touching the floor at all and grabbing him somehow... i am not sure how to describe this fully, haha. But i apparently win and i free myself from the grab.
I say something i can't recall to midget which was lying on the ground and walk to the window, which is not broken now apparently. I smash it with my fist and it breaks, i get through and check hands, no damage on them and left hand has 7 fingers, also they are like super detailed. I take off and start feeling wings, i fly straight ahead and then slightly to the left this time, and i fly pretty quick, i also hear sound of wings more clearly that previous time. Shortly dreamscape changes and i am now flying above some different place in the city, i decide to try transforming into a dragon again, but no dice, i continue flying and dreamscape changes again, to some kind of outdoor restaurant with a bunch of DCs, i fly above it and dreamscape changes once again, now there's some buildings. I spontaneously get an idea that transformation would be easier if i get more destructive.
I fly straight into building wall and start breaking through it at full speed, it ends up very very thick, since i am breaking through it for whole 5 seconds already, without lowering speed. There's not much light and i decide to visualize transformation now, and i have feeling of change. After a couple more seconds of breaking through the wall i manage to reach some rooms, which luckily had some light. I look at my hands and i have claws and hands are fully covered with green and black scales, it's awesome, though i didn't changed in size, i think. I try to talk and my voice has weird tone messed with something like combination of roar and some high pitched sound. I haven't stopped flight for whole time, so i end up breaking through the wall again, deciding to get back to outside, but eventually everything fades out.
I feel myself back at the bed, but all i can see is darkness, i try to shout, but my voice is replaced with sound similar to one i had during transformation, i feel paralyzed and shortly i see some black and white portrait in the darkness.
I wake up while shouting, family is in the room and they make 'wtf' faces, i respond that "that's why i don't do this when someone else is in the room, especially when sick", i get up and then i wake up properly and immediately do an RC, haha.

I was able to knock out for an hour or so...

I'm standing above a body on a table. This person, which I cannot see, is restrained with endless amounts of plastic. I'm holding a knife right above their heart. My hands won't stop shaking. Dexter walks up behind me, pressing his chest into my back and securing his arms around my waist. "You can do this", he says. "I'm right here with you." I close my eyes, take a breath, and without hesitation, I plunge the knife into the body.

2006-2007

1. I go to the pond by my house and realize that there are seven mystical locations in the forest near it. The next day, my friends and I search the woods but cannot find the locations.

2. I return to the Lake. I am older when I have this dream. I notice it, and become lucid. Unlike the swaying trees and sweet water of the Lake of my childhood, it is broken and gloomy, causing me to fear a broken psyche. I tell the DC next to me to stay away from the Lake. I try to run away into a new dream scene because I know something bad will happen if I stay dreaming here. I run to a house. While I am in it, the lights go out. I maintain lucidity, but I am overwhelmed with terror. An entity creeps in the shadows. I run out of the house, and as I do, a hand touches my ankle. I go back to the lake, but the DC isn't there. I become worried. I do not want to awaken, so I simply go into the forest. All of the trees are dead. I call for the missing DC. I become frightened and run out. I stumble over the twigs that dig into my shins. I find another DC. He appears delusional. It is night, but the DC wants to go swimming in the pond. For some reason, I feel more terrified than before of the water. I scream at him, but he twists a grin and drags me into the lake. The water becomes murky and I see blood and an unnatural smile as I wake up.

2004-2005

1. I have been sleeping in my bed. I am five years old. I have a strange dream that a faceless creature is living underneath my bed, banging on the bed frame to get out. This nightmare continues so drastically that I have trouble distinguishing dream from reality. I frequently check underneath my bed for the thing.

2. I have a nightmare that the thing breaks out and strangles me, and then marches through the city. I spray monster repellent at it. Not understanding that it is a dream, I check underneath my bed to assure that it wasn't there anymore. I expect to have a good night sleep, but I do not. The incubus gets me each night.

3. I dream I am touring the preschool I am going to. My mom chats with the teacher while I go to play with the blocks, but I see it crouching behind a chair, shrouded in darkness. The next day I go to my real preschool in fear.

Overslept a bit somehow, got up very quickly and still managed to recall some dreams, and one of them even had pretty memorable storyline, guess 'reversive' recall type that i have isn't really a bad thing after all.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in Minecraft with my friend LV and had some mods installed apparently. We found out good cave to hide in quickly and were figuring out what to do, the floor of the cave was made of various ores for the most part, so we quickly got picks and started mining. There were not just ore blocks, but also a few ore crystals that dropped corresponding ore dust with each hit and could be hit like 10 times. Then night came and we had to fight loads of various mobs, i was using a bow but was really horrible at aiming it. I also recall that one of mobs was wraith from Mo's Creatures mod. A bit later we found an underground lake under the cave we were in, which had edible minisquids of some kind in it. We caught and eaten bunch of them to recover health.

Dream 2:

I was playing some game, which seemed to be based on some anime, a group of heroes(one of which looked quite similar to Ichigo from Bleach) were fighting through various locations and i was controlling one of them. We have reached endgame and there were only six elite enemies left, which were based on colors: two blue, two red and two green. They were also super powerful and each of them had special unique ability that was really overpowered, and it was activated by an special shout, but we managed to defeat them all, then there was final boss of some kind, but we defeated that too. I was finished with the game, but suddenly some hidden mode was unlocked.
In that mode i was controlling one of the enemies, and he basically had his own storyline, to be exact, i was controlling one of the red elites. His special ability was summoning bunch of red swords that targeted enemies around. During play the story revealed that the colored elites were in close relationship with each other and weren't really bad after all! In fact, they were fooled by someone else. Later on, he had to fight the blue elites and it was pretty hard fight, but i managed it. One of the blue elites, before dying, told the truth to the red about that the whole point of their existence Is an experiment. Red was depressed.
Then there was level that was happening near some kind of circus and there were bunch of circus based enemies, like clowns and such, there were alot of them at near the end of the level too, marching across the street, and they had some weird creatures with them, i managed to destroy them all. The next level started in a white marble area with pillars, which made me recall level from original storyline, and indeed, the second red elite was there. He was trying to explain something, but the red elite i was controlling said that it's false and that there's no way that it could be not. Then after some arguing they started the fight. It was obvious that this was the last fight in this alternate storyline, and also they were not able to use special ability of them. At the end of the fight. the other red asks the one i was controlling why he could not understand, but he explains that he knew everything all along, they both came through same path(i assume other red killed green elites), but the reason he was doing it for was that the special ability, when near death, becomes much more powerful, and that it becomes even more powerful when both of the same color use it, and that if they have to end like this, it would be better to end with a bang. The other red dropped a tear. The heroes were approaching the room, so both wounded red elites were going to execute the plan, they were going to kill each other with special ability at the same time. At this point i had to get right timing to enter name of the shout, but i forgot it, so it failed.
I restarted from the last checkpoint and reached same point again and paused the game. Then i went to the other PC and had to use broken headphones for some reason, i closed like ten YouTube windows that were there and started up the game to look up the shout. As i found it(It had two words, first one was 'Maroon' i think, the second one can't recall sadly, also other red had 'Maroon' for the first word of the shout as well) i went back to my PC. This time everything went properly, both special abilities were executed and heroes entered the area at the same time, the red i was controlling said 'Everyone will remember us' and an huge red blast happened and did some serious damage to the area, leaving the mark that will stay here forever. Heroes somehow managed to survive though, and were confused why red elites done this. Then dream faded out.

Had a DEILDy thing. My alarm woke me up at 6:45, then I went back to sleep. I got up at about 7:30 and went to the bathroom. When I went back to bed it hailed like crazy for 20 minutes. The power came on and off a couple times, then I fell back to sleep.

I was dreaming about being at work, and I had to go get something off one of the aisles really quick, so I ran. As I was running, I felt like there was a possibility that I was dreaming and could maybe even fly. So I jumped up as I ran, and took to flight. YAY lucid. I flew for a bit then remembered the basic task ii for this month. Fortunately the store was filled with DCs: team members and customers. I saw Alice (from the cashiers) walking away from me with another girl. I said "Hey Alice!" She turned around and looked at me, then turned into a random black girl.. weird. Anyway, I asked her "If you had one wish, what would it be?" She took a long time to answer, and I was afraid I was going to get a mute, brain-dead DC on this one. Finally she said, "I wish someone would make me my sandwich." So I grabbed her hand and said "Alrighty then!" Good thing this dream happened at work and there was a sandwich station. We went to the pre-made sandwich section, and I told her to pick one. She just couldn't. After a few suggestions, I finally picked up a tuna sandwich and said to her, "Oooo, look at this one, it's tuna! Doesn't it look goooood?" And I shoved it into her hand. Then I woke up.

I rolled over and felt vibrations right away. I waited for a few waves to cycle, then I felt like it was safe to slowly open my eyes. I got up slowly, noticing DC Danny sleeping in the bed. I didn't want to disturb him in case I wasn't in a dream yet (I still can't tell for sure sometimes in those first few seconds, which is why I always take it slow). I felt myself entangled in the sheets again, so I knew it was a dream. Then this is cool: as I walked to the bedroom door, I felt part of the pillow on the right side of my face. And I remember when I rolled over before, I rolled onto my right side. I could feel it as clearly as if I were awake and noticing the feeling of my face on the pillow, and the weight of my head on it. And yet here i was, standing up and walking around my room. Very surreal, like I was existing in 2 places at once, though I was more in the dream. Just a hint of the waking life dimension. I'll never forget it. Then I woke up.

I rolled over again, felt vibrations again, then opened my eyes slowly again. Again I wasn't sure if I was in the dream yet or not. In fact, I was more sure that I wasn't, so I closed my eyes to try again. Then I noticed that my mouth was filled with sawdust. It seemed perpetual as I kept digging it out of my mouth and spitting it out. Then I remembered that this was a dream sign of mine (and others), so I opened my eyes and got up again. But even after all that, I really felt like I had gotten up for real. Nothing was out of place at all! But I like to have that fuck it attitude when I WILD, just in case. Or else I'll be kicking myself later for having a FA. Anyway, I promised myself I'd test it out by flying when I got outside. I was pretty sure I was dreaming though. I made it to the livingroom, when I saw the DC version of my son Chris. He said, "Mommy, my bandaid is coming off," and pointed to his leg. He had some drooping gauze around his calf, and blood was starting to ooze from it. I forced myself not to tend to it, because I knew it wasn't real. But I invited him into the kitchen where I got us each a wine glass. And I told him we could throw them. So we threwthem against the wall and they shattered. That's so never going to get old haha. Then I said, "Ok Chris, just give me a few minutes. Wait right here," and I went outside. I started jogging, and broke into a run. As I was running, I hopped a couple times, and took to the air. I saw some interesting landscape ahead that I can't quite remember in detail. But I wanted to get there without soaring uncontrollably up too high, but not too close to the ground either (some lucid flying issues I have). Anyway, that's all I remember before waking up happy.

Night of March 23, 2013. Saturday.



I am sitting in a car (as the driver) at an A&W Root Beer stand at night (almost closing time, I would say). A waitress skates out my way to the car but loses her balance slightly and her head/face crashes into the car window, the glass falling onto the seat. The crash is not quite right, but is very loud and short, like a small firearm rather than a glass-related sound. The girl seems to have vanished.

I then notice that the glass on the seat is now more like a cardboard jigsaw puzzle than broken glass and in about sixteen or more pieces, so I kind of quickly put it together and it is a picture of the girl looking through the window. I look up and the scene has become “real” and she waves. “Sorry, we’re closing,” she says. I look down at the jigsaw puzzle and it is apart again, but with no sign of skin tones on any piece.

Later, I am out of my car near the root beer stand, but in the parking lot of a closed convenience store. After a few minutes, a few other people gather. First, two men throw a couple empty root beer cans into the recycling bin. Eventually, they open new cans but they spray a bit (as from being dropped or being too icy). They aim the cans at the recycling bin, and a couple streams of root beer go into the open bin, some going on the ground.

More people arrive. Soon, there are streams of root beer going into the recycling bin but mostly missing and going all over the shopfront in wide arcs and all over the ground. They keep going and going and eventually laughing. The mess is getting worse and worse. Root beer is running along the gutter as if it had been raining syrup for a long time. I become annoyed and want to leave the area in case the police drive by.

Eventually, the police do drive in and stop. A few people are interviewed. I am in the sidelines near a larger officer (about a foot taller than me) who is looking at some sort of itinerary on the front hood of his vehicle. I touch him on the back near the left shoulder in a friendly way, telling him about the people I saw doing the sprays and then remember that touching an officer (especially when they are focusing on something else) would be considered very foolish and dangerous (and life-risking).

I say, “Oh, I’m so sorry, I forgot you didn’t like to be touched”. Oddly, he does not even notice. He nods very slightly and mumbles (more at his own thinking) and I walk off to my car and there is a slight concern that the attention will fall on me, but it does not. In dreams, I purposely never have a license for anything (may relate to years ago in real life where a court case and doubled arrest - taken to two different stations and fingerprinted at both - one unrelated to the other county - was all fabricated based on a fictional charge of me fishing without a license and I had a valid one on me at the time when checked - it was based more on my looks and some sort of jail quota even though I acted friendly - also, the judge deliberately signed random bench warrants on a regular basis and went off on a Friday night to keep innocent people in jail over the weekend, everyone knew about it, but no one said much - so it was common for people to plead “no contest” or “guilty” on “time already served” for various fictional crimes in Vernon County Wisconsin at that time - so it dawned on me since it did not matter if you had a license or not, why pay and make an effort to have one, at least in dreams.)

The other people are just standing around trying to explain the root beer fiasco to the police. My dream car is very spacious, somewhat like a modern station wagon. The people continue to stand around, two officers writing notes (one female) and the older, large one still looking at his itinerary for when he goes on his next vacation. Apparently that is all he does when on call. A man points up to the sky, making some sort of explanation that the birds had squirted down most of the root beer or some such (or that it was not even root beer but bird doo), and the police all look up. A man points at the gutter, the police look there. Wherever one person points, everyone else looks; the bins, the shop windows, the awnings, the shop door, their cars, etc. It will be a long night, probably. The shopfront is covered in a thick, dark syrup in various arcs, lines, and blobs. “We didn’t know the bin was already full,” says one.

I get in my (fictional) car and very carefully and slowly drive off. I reach the next intersection and hear loud trucks approaching. I do a sort of weird U-turn in the middle of the street near a taller building - then I remember that I can turn my car invisible while it is disguised as a visible bicycle. I see no other vehicles anywhere, but hear them loudly approaching. Not sure what to do; I risk driving fairly fast through the intersection thinking that maybe the traffic is just echoing from somewhere else.

I had the worst night. I could not for the life of me get to sleep. And when I was able to sleep a little bit, it was a very light sleep and never more than an hour or so. I'm really tired. I just can't sleep! I did have some fragments though....

Dream Fragment 1: Kurt Hummel and I are excitedly walking down a huge spiral staircase. There are tons of people, so I grab his hand. He looks down at our joined hands and then at my face, smiling the whole time. We then start trying every handshake that we can think of and crack up laughing.

Dream Fragment 2: I'm holding a baby boy in my arms. He tells me that he has to go to the bathroom. I raise him higher on my hip and start walking hurriedly to the bathroom. He falls asleep in my arms.