nightmare

Dream Journal #29, June 6th 2011

Well, took a break from lucid dreams/dream journaling for a while.. and just had the most vividest dream yet.

I remember chunks of parts but somehow they don’t connect, the dream scene just seems to change kind of and so does the plot, but this is all in one REM period.

It starts off with me tying my shoelaces to get ready for a basketball game, and it’s like a big game, not just a regular street game. Its in an indoor court. Then all of a sudden I’m in a car with ellean, with me driving like crazy to try to lose this guy who’s trying to chase me. I do twists and turns and eventually park in a store parking lot and go inside, thinking I lost this guy. I end up seeing his car right in the same parking lot, and the guy inside the store. We both freak out, but it turns out he doesn’t know who was driving the car, he just knows that he had to take that car down. So as soon as he isn’t looking, we get back into the car and take off. We lose him. Then, seeking shelter, we go to norm’s place, his old house in Garden Grove. We see a bunch of people there working like it’s a refuge place.. and we go inside his garage to see piles of marijuana everywhere. Turns out norm is a drug dealer lol. We just stare at amazement, and we talk about stuff, but I forgot what we talked about. I then see him run out of the backyard, and burn all his marijuana, we were like WTF and we run to the smoke to inhale it all lol. Then we realize that these cop-like people (similar to the one chasing us) had discovered the house and was arresting people. These cops are bad guys, as in dictator-controlled bad guys who were trying to take over the world. I believe ellean is caught. I walk casually away like I wasn’t hiding anything, seeing if they would just ignore me. As soon as I thought I got away, some girl grabs my arm and says something like, “Do you have anything to hide?” or something like that, I forgot. I look at her face, and it’s Lauren! I was so glad to see that it was her. We talk a bit and turns out she’s a rebel, so she gives me directions to some place or something. I then wake up in some weird room, and I see a ninja like figure in the corner trying to hide his presence. I immediately know he’s up to no good, and I slash him into pieces. He has my phone, and he was tethering information to some database lol. I cancel it, but some info has already gone through. Tito Darwin then comes in the door, sees what happens, and invites me to dinner. He complains to me about something like why did I have to attack that guy, he took your phone and relayed information, now were all doomed. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I told him that I canceled most of it. Dream haziness from there,

It cut around a bunch but stayed within the same time frame of one day, and the same story line.

In the dream I was a man and it was the day of my wedding and started out going very well. The setting was never in a church or anything, it was just that me and everyone else knew it was my wedding day. I felt a sense of my life finally coming together, like for a moment everything was going to turn out fine.

It happened slowly, but everyone who was involved in my wedding began to turn on me.

Randomly I was in a futuristic jet plane with someone I didn't know. She began to tell me how I did not care about her and how she was disappointed. She let her hair down and I was surprised to see it was one of my best friends (in the dream, I also think she was my best man). She begins to talk to me about how she wanted to go into the military but she could not pass and psychological exam.

She begins to drift into la la land and I am extremely frightened for I have never seen her in such a state of anxiety. She tells me basically that she loves me and how could I not see that she was the choice. I explain to her that she is my best friend and that it was something I didn't want to loose. She began loosing her mind, and I hit her to bring her back to reality.

We ended up falling out of the plane and onto the inside ledge of a broken sign. We are suddenly in different clothes. I am wearing an open white collar shirt with pants, and she a pink night gown. I try to keep us from falling off but she is determined to get me to fall. I finally do and I hear myself hit the ground, but am ok. I end up being blamed for the whole ordeal since the only story people heard was that I hit her and tried to throw her off a building.

Some kind of dream skip. I walk up to this crowd of men and ask "best man?" to one of them. I am not sure what I thought would come out of it. The man replied "You want me to be your best man?" He continued talking about he would be honored and then switched emotions and said something I don't remember. His son walks up to me and explains that his dad has Alzheimer's and to please leave. I do.

I am on some sort of film set. I am sad about others that are now not going to my wedding. People want me to cancel, but I insist to go on for the friends I have left, although I know that most people had bailed on my wedding and hate me now.

There was a shotgun mic tangled in a xlr cable and it swung hitting my cat in the face. I began to yell to leave my cat alone, but they would not. I grab their DVD spindle in anger and pull the top two DVDs off. It turns into a cat, and I begin to suffocate it. (It was like the cat was on the DVDs but was still real). The people there begin to watch and assure others around them that I will stop before 100sec are up (apparently that is how long it will take for the cat to die). But they all stand around watching and laughing, ready to run off and tell the police after it is over.

I am disgusted that no one was trying to stop me. They did not care for the cat at all, just what the repercussions of that would do to me. They were using me and the cat just to hurt me, and I could never do anything to hurt them back because their is nothing that they care about enough to hurt them. They had cared nothing for me from the very beginning but I was to stupid and exited to realize that they were liars.

By the time I escaped my thoughts and intense feelings of sadness and anger, I had killed the cat. I drop it in shock, having somehow not realized that I was still killing it. (I was aware to an extent, but was distracted by my thoughts to the point where I convinced myself it wasn't really happening) I quickly dropped him gasping, and as he hit the ground transformed back into two DVDs.

I turned and fell into a bed shaking and hyperventilating. I was so ashamed that I would kill a cat that I could not get control of myself. They people left laughing that I had done it, so they could get me arrested, but I did not care about them. The cat had done nothing to me, but I took my anger out on it anyway. I could not handle that I actually did it, and I woke up and the same position I ended up lying in.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Every dream I recall from last night/this morning was a nightmare or close to it. Even the fragment which I'm having trouble recalling, had a very sinister feel to it and I woke up all sweaty from it.

02.00: Sleep

05.00: Zombie apocalypse
I'm standing on a small mountain with a couple of trees nearby. There are shelters and stuff all around me, and people are running around. No wonder they are running around, the zombie virus has been released! I gather some things necessary for survival out in the woods. A very long fishing line, some plastic bags, etc. "How will we sleep?" someone asks me. "We will be huddled together for warmth" an older man says. I pack some last minute stuff into my already stuffed bag and throw it over my shoulder.

We start walking, but don't have to go very far. A kitchen, without roof or two walls appears and there's two people in it. Except for the missing walls, the kitchen looks very new. This place will have to do for now. I greet with the guy sitting at the table. I sit down and we start talking. I look over his shoulder for any zombies incoming, he's got his back towards the "entrance."

"What will you guys do when the electricity goes out?" I ask him. "What do you mean, the lights?" he replies. "No, the food in the refrigerator will spoil right away". "Oh, well, I dunno, we'll take it as it comes then" he tells me. I'm frustrated he has no plan and I don't think everything will be alright just like that. I look over his shoulder again and he gets frustrated because I'm so paranoid. "Well, you should be too" I tell him and take another look, this time I spot something.

A woman in a white, hospital dress is limping towards us. Her skin in her face is starting to turn a bit yellow at places, like it's rotting. "She's infected, get away from her!" people starts yelling. The woman doesn't seem to be a zombie fully yet though. She reaches out with her arms, trying to grab me. I jump away and try to find a knife or anything to kill her with. She chases me around the table, luckily she's not very fast. I see a couple of forks and dining knives but nothing will do.



I spot an orange working knife and I grab it. I grab the woman and shove the knife straight into her skull and twist the knife. She starts whining and screaming. Brain matter splatters all around us and I hold her over the sink to not get it on the floor. I keep my mouth shut tight to not get infected myself. Even though she should be dead she's still alive. I drop her on the floor and she stops moving finally. "Alright, this knife is mine" I say all riled up. Fucking retards who can't get things done. Good job letting the guy with the injured wrists do it.

08.00: Fragments
*Something about the game Terraria. Woke up all sweaty.

*Ants, they were all over the place.

09.20: Collapsing at work
I'm at work. I have to do some concrete work and I try to find an old concrete bag with the right kind of concrete. I know it's supposed to be here somewhere but I can't find it. I see several other bags which are red, but not my bag. I decide to head up to the establishment and get a new one. I check the clock as I walk in. "8.30." I've still got time to do some work until the break at nine. I pick the concrete bag up and ask my coworker if he wants to help me carry another one, he doesn't. My boss shows up, he starts telling me how we have to speed up work, and that it has to be done by the next week in May.

"Next year?" I ask him. "No, next week." God damnit. "Alright we'll step it up" I tell him. He starts telling me how it's better to get a job done fast rather than do a good job. I agree and head back out with my concrete bag. I run all the way back and I'm really sweating by the time I arrive at the gates to where I was going to do my job. The ground consists of loose gravel and I trip in it and fall over. I see a few worms crawling further down. I relax for a second, my leg is cramping like hell and I try to soothe it by rubbing it.

A trucker girl nearby watches me, she looks a bit worried. I shake my head and get up. For some reason I'm very dizzy. I grab the fence next to me and try to stay up, but I fall down on my back. The girl runs up to me. I mumble something. "What text message?" she asks me. I have no idea what she is talking about. "You just said something about a text message" she tells me. "I must have been dreaming" I tell her. Wow I'm sweaty! I wipe my forehead but it still pours down into my mouth.

After a while I get up, my machinist Krull is there. I tell him what the boss said. "Basicly we can just pour the concrete powder in there and just spit at it" I say. He laughs. We head back up and I try to walk as steadily as I can, don't want to show that I'm weak.

10.30: Maths class
I'm in my new maths class. It's the next one after the one I've just taken, and I spot a few people who was in my old class. My coworker Valdis is there aswell, his name gets called out and I ask him about his surname, it doesn't sound right. He repeats what the teacher said. I look at the problems we were handed out. A guy next to me is doing an earlier course's final exam. I solve my problems within seconds but I realise I've done a mistake. I erase it all while the teacher is watching. I notice that there are more numbers than I first had noticed, and it's actually a very hard equation. I'm worried I won't pass this class.

10.30: Fragment
*My friend G has nothing but shorts on. He's got hair all over his body and he's laughing like a maniac. He intends to shave it all off. He flexes his legs. "Look at all that muscle mmmmmmmh, yeah!" I flex my own leg. "Yeah, look at that!"

10.30: Freaking bears!
I'm with my younger brother Morgan at my mom's house. We're on the upper floor and watching the forest on the backside through the windows. I spot something moving up there, and I realise it's a big brown bear! My brother Morgan opens up a window and starts to annoy it. I've got a camera in my hands and I take a few good shots. Suddenly the bear rushes towards us and climbs the ladder beneath us. There's a hatch going into the room we're in. Morgan runs out while I stay to try to fend it off. The bear destroys the hatch but the hole it's made is too small for it to crawl through. I take a lighter and try to burn it. The bear's enormous claws almost rake me and I jump back.

The hole gets bigger all of a sudden and I close the door, but it won't shut properly! I leave it and run down the stairs. I see my mom, she's only wearing a bathrobe and a towel on her head. "Hide!" I yell. "Where? I can't hide" she tells me. "Just go into your room and shut the door then" I tell her and run into another one. The bear comes crashing down the stairs. I head out back and close all the doors behind me. I don't go very far though, as I'm sure the bear will come around the corner any second. Ofcourse it does. What a smart fucking bear. I run back in and close the door behind me.



I head upstairs. The bear has gone away finally. I look out the window to make sure it's not coming back, but it is, and it brought a friend aswell as a cub. For fuck's sake! I run to the front of the house and jump up on the roof. I head to the neighbour's roof and lie down. I check if they would be able to see me if they came down the street, and they would. I go to the next, and the next. After a few houses I'm comfortable enough to stay. I lie there for minutes, just waiting for the whole scenario to go over.

I start hearing voices. "Strange that no one has ever reported it to the police, they should have shot the bear right away." "Yeah, oh well it's taken care of now luckily." After a while I can hear gunshots, so I head back. I climb on the rooftops and next to my mom's house is a huge house with black tiles on the roof. I take a peak around the chimney, and look down the backside. "It's all over, they're dead" my mom tells me. Relief washes over me like never before. I almost start to cry. I try to get down from the roof, all of a sudden very clumsy and slow.

10.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! What a night. I hate bears, they've always been my mortal enemy in my dreams. One day I will make one appear in a Lucid and ask it why the hell its kind hates me so much. Perhaps they just want to make friends?

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I hate getting redirected. Lost EVERYfuckingTHING!

Ok. Pardon me, please.

I was at home with my parents. I can't remember what we were doing, except my mom had a bunch of lighters with a flower and some fancy little writing. I can't remember what it said, but each lighter was in different colors, same design. For some reason, my dad was really irritated with me. Everytime I spoke he got very angry. I have no idea what I was doing and I was so confused in the dream. I was trying to figure out what was wrong but he just kept getting angrier. So I went and sat by my mom in another room. I was crying and trying to talk to her, but it was really hard to do.

My dad came into the room with his arm raised. He was getting ready to hit me really hard and I was so scared. I had never felt that scared of somebody before. I remember closing my eyes, crying still, prepared for it. Then he stopped. I got up to leave. I went outside and realized I was standing in a parking lot.

I was pushing a cart and started to run. I noticed ice all over the ground and I was sliding. I didn't want to fall so I kind of started skating to slow myself down. I couldn't see my car and I wasn't sure if it was even there. I walked over a few rows and saw my car. I reached it and then a cop was standing beside me. He grabbed a cup that I hadn't noticed was in my hand. He checked the cup, as if suspecting alcohol. I let him and then he was asking me what happened.

I just told him I got into a fight with my parents, I didn't want dad to get into trouble. The cop said something about being underage. I was about to tell him that I'm an adult when my parents came out and were getting into the car. My dad saw the cop and gave me look of disgust. I told him I didn't call them and the cop started asking him questions. I decided to leave.

I was getting into my car and I noticed J's truck sitting next to my car. He was in the drivers seat, staring at me. He had a soft sympathetic look on his face. I got out to say goodbye and I saw my son in his passenger seat. I went around the truck and picked up my son. I was about to buckle him into his car seat when I woke up.

So, I guess it was a good thing I got redirected because I remembered more details that time, like the ice all over the parking lot. Crazy dream...

Forgot to mention, in waking life, me and my father get along and are very close. =/

I was on the buss. Oddly I forgot to put on shoes before I got on earlier. I looked through my book bag and found sandals, which I don't like to wear. I made did with it anyway. I entered the school building and a kid walked up to me and said "What you doin wearin that, you ugly. I replied and said "Shut up." Then I thought to myself that he should try to do something about that. I musta been in a violent mood. I then started walking around trying to find another pair of shoes, that are in my taste.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

9.5.2011

On My Back (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

It's just a dream, I assure myself, sticking my hand into the dark wretch's open maw, stopping the biting, but failing to lessen the pressure of its long, black, flesh-torn arms as it pushes down onto my body, my neck, strangling me, leaving me cold as I lay alone on my back, alone in my thoughts, my mind.

Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

2; Houses, lucid cast levitrus light, made a tower of spiraling fire...
Convincing FA, nose plug RC...
4; Miley FA, lucid ran out front door, jumped into flight used clarify resolve.

(Date: Couple weeks ago)

I dreamt that I was in the basement of my school, where a laboratory had taken it's place in my dream. I watched through grates as a monster broke loose.
How it looked?

Pretty much like a comodo varan.

I watched as it grew larger, the more it ate. I ran up the stairs, out of the basement, and the dream skipped over the part where I would run to my classroom. I warned everyone in there, but they didn't seem to take notice. I thought 'screw you' and ran outside to warn other people. First when a loud roar sounded and the ground rumbled, people began to fear and take me seriously. I told them to flee and stayed for a little while longer.
Then, as another roar sounded and another rumble shook, I fled for my life.
I ran up a road going north, then turned east and made it to a part of the city that didn't exist. The dream made that part up for me. A suburb, with tall bushes, fences and gates. I needed to climb over one gate, but a girl named Katja, from my parallel class, which I have no further relation to, asked "need help?" with a smirk, and opened the gate for me. How she did, I do not know.
Behind the gate was two dogs leashed to something, so they could not reach me, but I could not get past. I needed to get past. And I had to get past fast. The comodo varan had grown monstrous and roared higher and higher, and the rumbles got bigger. Through the whole escape, the comodo varan got closer.
I climbed up the tall bush/fence to the left, then balanced my way past the dogs. As I got down, I ran to a forest, which I have never seen before in my life. A guy from my class and a guy from a school close to mine were walking on the forest path. I walked with them for a moment, but then continued to run on my own.

What happened then is a mystery.

#1 - 06/03/2011

This morning at 6 am I had a night. It wasn't a regular nightmare. It started out with me in a restaurant in a high rise building. I was going around talking to people when I noticed someone from another dream I had.. although in the dream it was like I was running into him from another location. He was in the Reserves, and his name was Steve, same as me. Apparently today was the day that the government picked up a UFO on the satellites.. so I couldn't figure out why people were acting normally. Maybe it was just the ignorance of humanity or something and no one thought it would really happen. Either way, people were laughing and enjoying themselves and whatnot when someone shouted to look out the window, and turning around you could see a bird falling from the sky, kinda like in that movie 'Signs'. Then someone screamed "IT'S ON THE BUILDING!" and by "it" I guess the were referring to a cloaked alien ship. Anyway, this made it become visible and that's when people started freaking out.

We all ran out of the restaurant and downstairs as fast as we could in a futile attempt to get away, but by the time we got outside they had already started picking us off. It was basically impossible to escape them, as their ships were incredibly agile. I finally got far enough away and hid in the corner of this stone structure near the coast. I knew that death was inevitable but I was putting it off for as long as I could. Eventually some fat black woman climbed up on the opposite side of where I was at.. I don't remember her saying much but she was generally quiet. After a while she saw one of the ships fly away and she said "they're finally leaving!" I looked out and one of the ships was flying away...or so we thought. It started to turn back and did a complete 360 before it stopped still. What I thought was the back and the engines, looked like they were powering up to "blast off". When we thought it was over, it started shooting off these explosive shells at the earth in all directions below it and eventually the planet destabilized and.. I woke up.

so im in an airport minding my own business and i hear some commotion from somewhere. i look to see this kid (like 8 or 9) stealing the shoes (literally) off some helpless traveller. im shocked and i want to do something about it but the kid is getting away. hes already gotten outside but when he looks back into the airport through the glass walls i make eye contact with him and point to let him know this shit is unacceptable.

then (very much like last nights dream) shit hits the fan and i know this little gangster kid is going to beat the crap out of me. so...I RUN! another chase dream. so im running through this airport with this kid on my tail but my useless smoker lungs are holding me back and the kid catches up and he fucking stabbed me man! and it really hurt. up until now i had no idea how much real pain can be experienced in dreams.

at this point i black out and there some kind of game over screen. it looks like a close up of the metroid helmet (not sure if the image actually exists in the game, haven't actually played metroid) and i am re-spawned sitting on a bench in this strange stone maze. i can still feel the pain from the stabbing and i lift up my shirt to see three nasty looking stab wounds. touch them and become more and more aware of the pain in my internal organs.

i awake and still feel like ive just been stabbed and have to check my chest again hahahah

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Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~6 Min.

I was lying in bed looking towards my door and then a bright box appeared in the center of my eyes. Some of the scenery changed and I was very happy that I finally did a WILD on purpose. So I looked around my room and there was almost nothing in it. Then someone attacked me. He came through the wall as I recall and tried to kill me. I fought back and I noticed that there started to be more spider-webs on the walls of my room, so many in fact that you couldn't touch the wall without getting bit. So I tried to do a fireball jutsu like in Naruto and it didn't work, I asked the guy who attacked me how to do the fireball technique. Then I calmed down and I thought that I wasn't dreaming anymore. Then an octopus arm popped out of the wall. I dodged it and used x-ray vision to find my foe. I found a floating panda in the next room. I surprised him and tried to kick him as hard as I could, but he wouldn't even move at all.

I'm in House #1. [So much for recognizing dream signs... :/] I look through a window that looks out onto the patio from the side opposite the dining room [um... in real life, that would be the bathroom window, from which such a view would be impossible...] and see that there's a wasps' nest hanging from the eaves outside the dining-room window.

I'm in the garage, and I say goodbye to P. There are two cool, old, red, elongated, flat-topped cars there (one might have been a convertible). My parents are taking me out somewhere, but I haven't been able to find anything I want to wear, so I'm only wearing my royal blue bathrobe. [I used to have this robe in real life, but I don't anymore.]

[Dreamskip.] I'm driving the brown car into the parking lot where our hair salon and the OSH hardware store are [back in our old town]. I'm naked, so I try to crouch down so that the other drivers around don't see me. When I try to park, the driver of the car that's parked crookedly in the space next to mine decides to back out and straighten his parking job, coming close to hitting my car, but narrowly missing it. I cower in my seat, frightened. When the driver gets out of his car and comes over to talk to me, I look down to check the arrangement of my blue bathrobe, which I'm suddenly wearing again, and make sure it's covering me decently. The other driver tells me that he didn't hit me.

Then, four young boys (10 or so) come to my car and start pestering me relentlessly, climbing in it and all over it and talking to me loudly and annoyingly. I yell as loudly as I can at them to GO AWAY. I'm surprised that I'm capable of yelling with that volume. After I yell at them like that about three times, they finally go away. I'm trying to keep my blue robe on and maintain my modesty, with only partial success. I continue to do so once I've moved from my car to a patio table on the sidewalk outside the hardware store. [I don't recall getting from one location to the other.] People pass me by on the sidewalk as I try to keep the robe up. Next to me on the sidewalk, B.W. and his chorale friends are getting dressed for a performance.

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Side notes:

This was an interesting twist on a classic anxiety dream. It featured the common dream scenario of being naked in a public place and ashamed of it, but it combined that scenario with two stressful occurrences from my waking life: a minor car accident in a parking lot, and the very spirited all-boys class I've been teaching once a week. In the dream, I yelled more loudly than I ever have in real life. Do I unconsciously wish I could yell that loud in reality? It's a plausible hypothesis.

Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in an old, dusty, dark shop with gray-brown, wooden walls, a high ceiling, and lots of rows of wooden shelves. Mr. H. [my first music teacher] is there. When I see him, I tell him that I'm glad to see that he's still around and still active.

There is a sign hanging from the ceiling above a passageway that leads to another room. The sign points the way to different departments of the store. I walk through the passageway into another, larger area of the shop. This area is the grocery store. A large family with a bunch of kids is grocery shopping there. I hear one of the members of the family mention that they only ever buy produce from Ralphs [a grocery store chain in my area], so they won't be buying any here.

[The dream shifts, and] I'm playing Petpet Park. I'm controlling my usual player character from a third-person perspective, just like in real life, yet my computer isn't part of the dream; the world of the game is the world of the dream, and I'm controlling my character using only my will. [That was pretty awesome, especially for a non-lucid.] I'm walking around a spooky, Halloweeny-themed area [that looks nothing like any of the ones that exist on the real site]. I'm inside an old building. While there, I set off a quest by causing a penguin non-player character to start walking forward from his spot next to the wall. He's off on his way to make a potion. This event is the first in a quest series that is accessible to non-paying members as well as paying members. I spend some Nickcash to get into a small room off to the side.

I decide not to go through a narrow doorway into an area where I could start some other quests. Then, the spooky atmosphere of the area starts to scare me, and I decide I want to get out of there. After getting outdoors, I decide to try to fly to Celestial City. [Celestial City is another in-game area with a more beautiful, peaceful mood. In the real game, player characters cannot fly. I think the fact that it occurred to me to try to reach another in-game area by flying indicates that I was gradually beginning to realize that I was dreaming, and not playing the actual game.] I fly away from the ground [or rather, my player character does; the dream is still in third-person point of view], deliberately playing the Celestial City background music in my mind. I close my eyes [somewhere around here, the dream shifted into first-person point of view] and open them again, trying to make it daytime, instead of nighttime. It works for a few seconds, but the sky quickly darkens to night again.

[The dream shifts again, and] I'm watching a scene from a movie involving a flyover view of an airport. I can easily identify the shooting location as Ontario International Airport because of the view of the mountains rising behind the airport buildings. In terms of design, the buildings resemble the old buildings that were all there was to the airport back when I was a little kid. They're bigger than the old ones, though, and in the same position as the new buildings, although they're not as long as the new buildings.

[Dreamskip.] I find myself flying over L.A. and the ocean. I am now definitely lucid. I can feel my pulse pounding in my head. I strongly suspect that the sensation is coming from my real body, but I choose to ignore that thought and focus my attention firmly on the dream. I use the moving-my-fists-together-or-apart technique I've described in previous entries to control my flight.

I'm driving along Pacific Coast Highway. I decide I want to drive to Newport Beach. I know I've succeeded when I pass a motel that has a sign on it that says “Newport Beach.” I also pass another, two-story motel that has water slides built right into the front of it.

When I get to the street that leads down to the beach, I turn left, then peel off to the right to follow the road that leads down from the mesa and over to the beach. [This road exists in real life. The motels do not, as far as I know.] Since I've met my goal of driving to the beach, I think, I am awesome!

Dream - Lucid

I was in what looked like my mom's car. I was parked somewhere, in a driveway I think, and I was sitting in the passenger's side seat. Someone, I think it was Dakota and I had no idea where he came from, handed me a phone, not sure if it was mine or his, but he said there was a "7-page text" on the phone. He handed it to me, and the text was from Austin, an ex. It was a very long message, and all I remember about what it said was
"Tear down two walls and build one up.", something along those lines. I think he was trying to break ties with me or something, but in a nice way.

I remember having another message or something, but I can't remember who it was from.

I then fell asleep in the car. I woke up and it was nighttime outside. Two guys were knocking on the car door. I opened it, and one of them asked me if I'd take the other one home. The guy that he wanted me to take home looked crazy, kind of like the guy that reappears in my nightmares (messy, medium-length brown hair, crazy look in his eye). I told him no. I tried to shut the door, but the guy with the crazy guy held it open. The crazy guy got halfway in the car and started trying to talk to me, I don't remember what he said. I shut the door, but they opened it again. I finally shut them out just in time for some more people to try to force their way into the car. I got in the driver's side seat to try to drive away. I was really scared.

At this point, I knew I was dreaming for a second and tried to wake myself up. I blacked out, I may have woken up for a second even. I was then in the car again, and Kacey was there outside the car. I told her about what happened with the people trying to get in the car, and Kacey said
"You can be here until 5:30."
I said I knew, but I couldn't stay with all those people trying to break into the car.

I decided I was hungry, and needed to go get some food. I stopped at Panera Bread. They closed at 9, and it was 8:45. I saw that they were trying to close up. They had already taken their soups off and everything. Even so, there was a line. I stood in line and waited for my turn. I remember the guy at the register was being a complete smartass to everyone. I figured it was because they were about to close, and there were still people ordering food.

I got to the register, and it was now about 8:50 or so. I was trying to decide what to order. I said something to the guy about them closing. He said something about some supervisor being there to interview him. Apparently, he wasn't going to be at that job for much longer, so he was just being a smartass to everyone because he could. He said something smart to me, I don't remember what. I'm pretty sure I didn't order anything there. I went to go find another Panera, one that closed later. I remember going into another one. I think they closed at 10 instead of 9.

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I remember being at Subway, ordering a sandwich. The lady taking my order was a bigger black lady. She looked like she wasn't very happy. I ordered a veggie sandwich (my usual at Subway in waking life ). She got to the veggie bar and asked what I wanted. I listed things off.
"Spinach...banana peppers..."
She slowly built my sandwich. I then told her I wanted black pepper and vinegar. She started to put salt on the sandwich, stopped, poured some salt on the cutting board to see if it was salt or pepper, and then said
"Oops."
She put pepper on it. Then, she started to put mayo on it, which I hadn't asked for. She put a little on it, then figured out her mistake and again said
"Oops."
I said it was ok, I'd eat it anyway. She gave me the sandwich. I sat down and scraped the mayo off, and took off any veggies that had mayo on them.

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I remember walking down to the beach. It was a nice day outside. I walked down some stairs, and saw the back of Jarrod's (an ex) head. He was sitting on the stairs and wearing a grey hat. I almost walked past him, but decided to get his attention. I ruffled his hair/hat as I walked by and said
"Hey Jarrod!"
I thought he'd ignore me or not respond, but he said
"Hey Krista.", and we talked for awhile.
I remember his voice sounded different from what I remember (we haven't spoken in over a year in waking life). As I talked to him, I noticed his hair got shorter.