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Feb 3-4 2014 (Lucid)

Sky Diving Through the Dream
First Successful WILD woo!
* *I let go of my body and fell through my bed. I just let myself free fall and knew a dreamscape would create itself out of the blackness. As I was falling I recall very loud and potentially scary growls and noises, but I just simply let it happen and wasn't scared. Eventually the dream formed and I was sky diving towards land that appeared far below. It was beautiful too, everything was vibrant. The colors of giant lakes were bright blue, and green rolling hills extended in every direction. I was heading for a small town directly below me.
* *I landed, and decided to explore a bit. There were houses scattered every which way with no rhyme or reason to their planning. The style seemed half modern, have medieval as the houses were primarily different tones of wood. I found attractive girls nearby and I had urges to be with them. Most ignored me until I complemented one, and then held out my hand, and she took it. We walked a bit, eventually I woke up, but I was able to fall back through my bed into a new dream scene.

Scary House and Trying to Get to Space
* *As I was falling, I eventually found myself in a house. It turned out to be a modern brothel, because the girls in there were all scantily clad and I just knew what it was. I found one attractive girl and sexy time with her ensued. (My mind was feelin dirty I suppose, ha)
* *After that is finished up, I decide to tell everyone I'm going to space. So I remember my friend T's advice with using an elevator, so I start looking around for one. I even ask a DC if he can show me one and he looks excited and starts walking somewhere. Eventually he goes in a door that looked ominous and I was scared to go in.
* *As I get scared, things start happening. It gets a bit darker, the door behind me slams shut and I can't open it, and I start hearing creepy noises. I start to panic, but catch myself. I say out loud, "this is a dream, nothing can hurt me or scare me, and I am in control."
* *Immediately it brightens up and I can open the door again. I decide to go outside and think of a new way to get to space. I think, well I know I have trouble flying, so maybe I'll use something I know can fly. How about a broom like in Harry Potter? So I ask a DC for a broom, and he hunts one down in the garage-like room we're in. He grabs a blue looking, rather short, modern "broom" and it's not like the classic ones in Harry Potter.
* *I take it anyway, go outside, and try to use it. I can kind of fly, but it's awkward and reluctant. I'll go forward like 50 feet, then sink back down, or start getting pulled backwards, or other such things. I no longer expect it to work, and it works even less. Eventually I wake up, and couldn't get back into the dream.

School Prizes, Wrong Order at Chipotle, Scheming Marksmen
* *I was at school with T, A, and other friends. There is some big meeting and someone is winning a prize if they can guess something. They have to guess who is the person in a drawing. The drawing is a giant piece of paper that someone was going to draw a person on. I was supposed to pass the paper on to the person, but I decided randomly to start the drawing and put a stick figure on it, and then pass it on.
* *The person (who is going to draw on the paper) eventually gets it, looks at me, and I feel they're mad I ruined it with the stick figure. But they start drawing anyway. Eventually it's finished and they say a big thanks to me for starting the drawing and everyone is clapping. I'm confused because all I did was put a stick figure on it, but just went with it.
* *The person who had to guess who was drawn was now up. And from my perspective it was so obvious that the person who drew the picture had drawn themself, wearing the same clothes, and they were even standing in the same pose, with both arms up like a gymnast finishing a move. But they couldn't guess it and they didn't win the prize and it was really embarassing for them.
* *Soon it would be lunch time and this lady is going through the crowd asking who will be eating there and who is going out. As she asks me, and I say I'm going out, and I also notice she has handed things out to everyone. She says ok and then hands me a piece of cheese with mustard on it. I'm revolted by it so I just chuck it when she's not looking.
* *Heading outside I ask my friends where they're going for lunch and they all reply Chipotle. I say that sounds good and they all get on their bikes and start going. I realize my bike is way back so I run to go get it. It takes a bit, but I grab it then head off and either catch up to A and T or they waited.
* *As we're riding, it's downhill on a street and we are all trying to catch jumps. I'm reminded of the downhill roads you would find in like San Fransicso. There are a lot of small ones we find, and they're fun, but soon there is a giant one I see. Friend A goes off it, but jumps off on the side early. I decide to do the full thing. I get goin as fast as I can and hit the jump that's maybe like 10 feet higher than the ground. The launch I get is incredible. I go probably 100 feet into the air. T and A are amazed. I remember knowing I wouldn't get hurt, because it was a dream or something, but I didn't get lucid.
* *We get to "Chipotle" but it's like an outdoor Native American burrito shop that's run by 3 women. Anyway we order our stuff and then hang out while they make it. T and A get their burritos and then they hand me a quesadilla, and I ask why they didn't give me a burrito like I ordered. The one who took my order is embarrassed and starts making excuses about how long it takes to re-do it, in the hopes I will just take the quesadilla.
* *I say I'll take it for free or if they refund me. They say no, and then one offers a free tortilla with it so I say that's fine. The one who owned the shop like refuses to cooperate and give me a tortilla, and I realize my quesadilla is just like only beef held together with the one tortilla. I throw it down at that point and it goes everywhere and I demand they give me the burrito I payed for.
* *My friends have all left at that point to go back to class and I figured I'll miss class. They start making the burrito again (but now remembering, they never did finish it). Guys showed up at that point who were all bragging about how good a shot they were.
* *For some reason I had a plan, and pulled a gun on one of them, right next to their face. I said sure he might be able to hit anything, but is he fast enough to stop me. Then I set the gun down, and say it was just to show them they're not all that great. The people around me are stunned and the two guys who were showing off are pissed. I tell them to prove they can hit a birdhouse maybe 150 feet away. They say it's easy and one nails it dead on. Then continues to hit hard targets he picks out. I eventually woke up around this time.

Feb 2-3 2014

Zombie Revival Potion (Lucid)
* *I noticed an inconsistency in my room and became lucid. I stabilized and thought about what to do. I debated on either the task of the month and the year, then remembered the zombie revival task and went about for that task. I thought about ways to revive a zombie and realized I can just make a potion and that should work. I went and filled up a potion in a spray bottle from my sink, and the liquid was pink so I figured I was good without any extra ingredients. I headed outside through the front door to look for one but right when I about hit my street, I woke up. I tried DEILDing back in, but it wasn't happening.

Flesh Eating Zombies
* *I had a scary dream about zombie like creatures. But they weren't totally typical. They didn't care about anything other than eating humans. I was with my sister M and then a friend of hers at the house and when I realize there are a bunch outside. I immediately run inside to hide, and they basically give up looking for me the moment I'm out of sight.
* *At one point my older sister E says she'll distract them so we can either escape or figure out a plan, and she just runs for it and they run after her. I'm really distressed about her doing that so I run to my room (going outside first and then through my window) to look for my machete (which I don't really have) in my closet, but have trouble finding it. I see my airsoft guns, but know they won't do much damage. I eventually wake up while looking.

BACKGROUND INFO:
Monstromology - Study of Monsters
I've been reading a series about it, and so I guess it played its way into my dream.

Oh, and I tend to write out my dreams as if they were stories, so sorry about that. :$
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It's Spirit Week in my high school, a Tuesday, and to kick it off our school is having an exhibit on Monstromology. It looked huge, and from what I could see of it there looked to be eery green lights coming from the inside of it. As soon as school ended, I grabbed my backpack and headed over to go check it out.

It was then that I ran into two problems:
A. I had no money, from what I heard it cost $5.00 to get in.
B. Because it was Tuesday, I was getting picked up early from school, at 4:00 pm, where as usually I end up waiting until 4:15 or so.

Thing was, this was the only day it was going to be open, and I reaaaalllyy wanted to see it. So, naturally, I used what little time I had to try to find a way in.
I didn't have to wait long, for almost immediately I spotted my friend Jacob waiting around about to leave.

"Jacob, Jacob!" I cried his name as I hurried over and grabbed him by the arm.
"What?"
"I really want to go the Monstromology exhibit!"
"Okay..."
"And it's five dollars."
"Okay.."
"And I don't have any money so I kinda need you to pay for me..."
"Actually, it's $2.50..." He shifted uncomfortably.
"So that means you'll pay?!" I smiled excitedly."
"Well...okay.."
"Yay!" I jumped up excitedly as I watched him hand over the money and we walked into the cafeteria.

Right as we entered, I checked my phone and saw it was 3:52; 7 minutes. I looked around and decided we had to hurry through it. I signaled for him to follow, and we quickly walked in.

It was unlike anything I had seen before. The walls of the cafeteria had been transformed to hang cages attached to it. These housed all kinds of creatures and monstrosities that I didn't even know had existed. Tables were set up that contained specimen that looked like they could be severely disformed amphibians. My first few thoughts were that this was very gross, and as we kept walking farther and farther through it I began to flinch when I saw some strange bugs or something that didn't particularly appeal to me. After we had nearly completed the exhibit, I suddenly remembered where I was to be.

"Um, I kinda gotta go!" I glanced at Jacob before turning on my heel and running out towards the tennis courts where I was to be picked up.

This was a very weird, disturbing dream...

A girl, around, I dunno, 12, is in this weird, dark room. The walls are high and there's a glass up there. Impossible to see through it, but it's obvious there's someone on the other side watching her. There's a bed in the room. A guy, older than her, he's a man, walks in. A voice says she has to please him. She cries. He takes her hand and tells her he'll be gentle. It's all very sick.

Then, I'm me and I know I'm watching that. I know it's a film, so I stop watching. I wonder why I was watching that, and I remember people told me it was a good film. I remember it's called "The Myth". I decided to try it again, since the guy seemed nice enough to the girl.

Back to the weird room, the guy ties the girl down and tells her he's going to enjoy fucking her. She cries even more and I give up again. I don't want to watch that. I'm at a party and I run into the actress who was playing her. She looks much older now and she's having a drink. I walk to her and I'm like "I know you! What films have you done?" and she replies a weird name. I think it was something about a chicken. I go all "ooohhh, you were on that!? I don't remember you! Who did you play?" She says a name and I stand there, trying to remember her. Finally, I look at her "actually, I don't think I saw that film. Huh. Sorry." and I walk away. She looks amused and goes after me.

She tells me how refreshing it is to have someone NOT kissing her ass just because she's famous. We make out and it's super fun and suddenly she's talking about us moving in together and I'm actually interested in that. We plan where we want to live and she shows me her mother's car - which looks like a hi-tech RV. It was a super cool car, not gonna lie. She tells me she needs to go to the bathroom, so I go with her.

I enter the bathroom, we're still at the party, so there are a few stalls. It stinks and there are only three available. I flush the toilet of one stall and let her use it. She asks me if I don't want to use the bathroom too. I say that I do, but the others are all dirty. Then, she tells me that she needs me to go to the stall next to hers because she has a secret.

I'm back to the film and she's trying to let me know that the girls kept in the weird house are planning a rebellion. They've been raped for too long and now it's time for them to fight back.

I wake up.

I'm in a store that sells various forms of blades, among other things, and my attention's caught by an iron mask with a strangely curved dagger set into it, removable. (After I woke up I realized the dagger's shape was inspired by F/SN.) The mask's face seems very narrow, but I believe that the mask's features will fit themselves to the wearer. The eyes are particularly narrow and I don't see any holes to look out of. There's a long and narrow stylized beard that reminds me of ancient Egyptian art, which would cover the wearer's neck, and the mouth is designed to look as if it's been sewn shut. I like it.

I'm distracted by the sound of more people arriving outside. There's a brief confrontation but they dismiss me and the people I'm with as not threatening, which irritates me. There's some debate over whether this post-apocalyptic, breakdown-of-society situation we're in will last, or whether things will return to normal in a few days.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There are three astronauts who've said or done something that their bosses wouldn't approve of, and they've ceased broadcasting in a way that implies they're dead or soon will be. But when I talk to someone who wasn't watching their broadcast live, I find she's got a different impression of events, she believes everything's fine, and some reasonable-sounding excuse has been given for why the astronauts are no longer broadcasting. Their previous broadcast has been censored or changed.

I'm playing a piano, using sheet music for a jazz tune I'd never heard before. The sun's going down, and the light gradually darkens until I can't make out the sheet music in front of me.

Legenda
Non-Lucid
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These are non lucid dream

1° dream: I'm at acquapark.. there' is My friend father and i ask him "is too deep the water?" he said to me "no go and have fun this pool has different water flush & even hi-fi stereo" i watch with perplexity first but the environment carry away my attention and when i jump in the water i began to float in the water. e the different spectacular waterflush go in my eyes... i was in proximity of realizing to be in the dream cause of the double consciousness.. eye dream-phisical dream... but then...TaDa.. false awakening in the next dream...

2°dream: i'm in my bedroom at grandma's home liying in bed. i'm going (for no known reason) to do split.. at the begin i was inable but few second later the leg split completely and i feel a freedom in the body.. & then i difficult wake up cause of the inability ofopening eyes.... Mmmhhh probably i have to adjust my mental predisposition to do DEILD.....

Yeah for me that's enough i am trying to do ADA these days and i can definitely says that work very well cause i have did this 1yrs ago and have plenty of dreams & lucid.

Dreamed of Steven segal maybe since he was a familiar face that I had recently seen on the web. He opened his hand and was handing over a pill for me to take. A pill colored half in red the other in yellow. At this point I didn't feel hesitant in taking it since he mentioned that it would only bring me understanding of some type of natural force within me. And so with this and not having negative feelings, I took it! All of a sudden I was in a different setting where I had a sword in my right hand. Now it felt as if I was a protecting myself and others from evil. I tried going at this human like monster with my sword but My first attempt to kill was unsuccessful since I lacked enough strength and energy because I wasn't confident enough. Now worrying that I could not defeat this monster, I heard a voice tell me to use more strength! So I gave it another shot and with more effort and force, it was done! Right into the flesh of this human monster. I felt so powerful, like a warrior!

Then I woke up....

1. [Non-Lucid]
I assume its Valentines day as I have received 3 cards in the mail just as I was leaving the house, first card was the the 1 I get every year (I really don't know who lol), 2nd 1 was from Emily, I opened it and there is really big bad handwriting on the left page (like a child had written it), never got to the 3rd 1.

Other things:
Open front door, Eric?, Mother, Pink card

Journal Entry non-lucid #25 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: My cousin was telling me about his first LD. I was happy for his fast success, btw he did it with WILD. He doesn't have to do reality checks. For some reason he has SP with imagery at the beginning of sleep. I wish somebody told me about LD when I was a kid.

Dream fragment 1, 5:01am-6:10am."": Me, another girl and another boy were trying to change the school system. We confronted one teacher. We changed the thermostat. We walked up or down these stairs. It was the weirdest stairs ever. It was an illusion of going up but we were actually going down. As we were going through the stairs, an Asian kid pops up and starts telling me about the mistreatment of black people along time ago. As he was telling me this I thought yes that is true but the mistreatment of fellow Asian is unspoken of. The kid started changing back and forth between Asian and black. We tried to navigate around the weird school. We saw stairs that led to more stairs, particularly smaller stairs. I saw stairs coming out of the wall. I lost the two other people with me, but I finally came outside of the school. I saw this guy throwing food at these workers. I warned him if he throws something at me we will have problems. I walked up to a table and I saw really old friends from middle school. I said, whats up and named them. I was spot on in the dream.

Dream fragment 2, 5:01am-6:10am I was playing some music on my computer. Their was some white kid in my house. Well their was two but I met one of them first. I wast telling him about LD. I told him how it is much easier to master if you are a child. One child seemed very interested and wanted to learn more the other one started rolling his eyes. I told him about how my cousin, after me badgering him to try LD, tried it and had a LD in a day's time. I then searched something on the internet and found a Russian cat video. The cat was about 5 ft in the video. I then had a cat in my house and I was trying to give it a bath. It got scared and hid under my bed.

February 2, 2014

Review: dreamt rude guests prevent me from falling asleep. I finally 'fall asleep' and dream within a dream. About an evil salesman.

Rude Guests
Two random dudes are staying over, mom's treat. I'm trying to go to sleep, but its now past 3am and the two dudes are still being loud and annoying in the living room. I interupt their gaming several times but I was never able to tell them to just shut up and go to sleep.

It seems like a couple of more hours pass, meanadering through the house, waiting for some peace and quiet. Finally, its past 5am, the sun is rising and the two go to sleep. And when I went to the kitchen to grab some water they acted like I was now the rude one preventing their sleep.

I use the restroom and my little cousin harrasses me. And then finally, I crawl into bed and fall asleep.

Evil Salesman
A naive salesman is being shown the ropes. He's shown that he's really serious about this new gig, which looks like a pyramid scheme to me. His managers show him, or rather, pitch to him, how awesome this reward is if he makes all of his sales.

A brand new car! His managers must have repeated this lame ass pitch a hundred times before. I'm checking out this car reward. It's a total fake. Viewed from another angle you can see the car is a wreck. But whatever, the idiot is sold on his new sales gig.

The boss shows up and shows the new guy the other rewards and merchandise, just right behind the car. Some of this merchandise were perscription drugs being sold for a quarter of the price. But they were left outside to the elements and have spoiled rotten.

Finally I get pissed off and say "You can't sell these meds! They've gone bad! You'll kill someone!"

The boss didn't like me questioning him. But since I wasn't one of his lackies he just asks me to leave this private affair. Fine, whatever.

I walking away when my friend, Kitd, pulls me aside. She got into this business and but needs help getting out, it's a total mafia she explains. For talking to me in private like this, the big boss threatens her.

He curses and curses and threatens to kill her!

"Hey, you can't talk to my friend like that!"

But before I could fight the boss my friend insists we should make a run for it. Is she fast! I couldn't keep up. I try flying instead. We run/fly to an elevator. The boss was right behind us and catches the next elevator. The two elevators had a window so we can see each other. His eyes were murderous.

I slam on the window and threaten him back "If you lay a finger on her, I will kill you!"

From the elevator we make way to an airport. This was a futuristic airport, only the size of a room. The security here is fierce. My friend had an instant pass and I just flew over the security guards heads. But the boss couldn't get through so easily and the guards stopped him at the gates to see some proper ID. It bought us a few minutes.

We sit down at a strange terminal. My friend types in an address. Rather than a plane, this machine teleports you. In an instant, we are teleported to safety.

I go out the house door. I see my niece running around screaming and crying and I see my family and neighbors crowding around something across the street. So I walk over there to see what the fucks happening. I walk passed people and see new born kittens and two adult kittens. I hear someone say it's dying. I automatically think kittens are dying, but then I see the mother lying there motionless. My grandma picks up the mother cat and blood is shooting out of its chest like a squirt gun. The blood hit a few of my family members and they bitch. My grandma takes the cat all the way back to in front my door, my uncle tells her to just throw it away as it's already losing too much blood. She almost does but I get pissed and grab the cat from her hands and put my palm over the little hole on her chest and apply great pressure. Then I give them one final dirty look before I take her into the house and take her to my sisters room. I sit on my sisters bed and my sister watches. I now have a wet napkin and I clean the blood off her, and apply pressure with the wet napkin. I see that the hole has blood clotted a bit, and that relieves me. And the cats seems to be more lively and she even walks about on my sisters bed, but then I accidentally knocked the scab off the cats chest and blood starts shooting out the cats chest again full force, So I grab the cat and apply pressure again and yell at my self. I feel bad that I hurt the cat. Then I walk with the cat in my arms out my sisters room and the hole in the cats chest is scabbed again and I let the cat walk around the entirety of the house and when my family try to touch her I smack their hands away. They wanted to throw her away anyways.

Dream Fragment: Me my sister and grandma are on my brown couch and we all can't get comfortable, so we're basically rotating stiffly all angles. I end up upside down, my sister sideways head towards me and my grandma on the other side of me sideways head towards me and we complain the whole time and the damn middle couch thing pops out and inconveniences us.

2/3/14

Nap around 3pm :6:15pm

DR1:

I made plans with omkar to go to the movies. We buy tickets, but can't go that day for some reason. But we can go on Thursday. I llok at a clock, and it x:15, and movie starts at x:30. We gonna miss the movies. I'm thinkin how it will be to meet another lder in waking life.

DR2:

I'm falling asleep and someone is waking me or trying to make me to something. I whisper to her: I'm WILDing right now, get off. Another person comes and lays accross my legs, and I whispershout at her the same thing.

So before this one I had another non lucid dream that I got up and took notes on around 4. Went back to bed, had this and woke up 3 minutes before my alarm at 5.

It started as me watching a gun fight out side, there was green grass around and it was a little hilly. Somehow it morphed into me in a gun fight and the background was now a convenience store. I had a hand gun and was taking people out left and right. I wound up getting an uzi from one of them and took some more out. Again I had a hand gun and there was a guy with a plastic badge hanging from his pocket with glasses. He was suspicious so I took him out. It didn't seem like my bullets were doing much to him but they took him down regardless. I got a box of ammunition off of him and was going to reload my gun. I ejected the clip and looked at it. It was a strange clip that went from small to big and back to small to big again. I wasn't sure how to get the bigger bullets past the smaller opening. I realized that if I put the clip back in my gun and pulled it out again that I could will it to the size of the bullet that I had in the box. I had to find out what size the bullet was in the box so I looked at the box to read the size. As I was focusing on the letters on the box (which were very out of focus), instantly I was in a bed reading a tag on a pillow I believe. This was a sort of false awakening but I already knew it was a dream at this point. I did a RC (hand check) here and realized it was a dream. LUCID: It was very dark in the room and trying to stabilize on my hand was pretty hard. I felt kind of stable in the dream. I got up out of bed after some fighting with the darn covers. To the right was a small window and I contemplated going out that but decided to explore the house to see what house I was in. I went toward the door and opened it. I looked at my hand again to try to get more stable but it was still really dark. There was a hallway to my right and a banister in front of me. I tried to go right but was frozen in place, I couldn't move. After a little stress I woke up. This has happened to me before while I was flying in the dark I couldn't control where I was going. I think that I wasn't stable enough. I totally spaced out on using vocal commands and tactile stabilization techniques. Pretty sucky for my first lucid in about 10 days.

I'm flying down the center of a stairwell.

At the bottom of the stairs, I switch to 3rd person. This is a college, and classes are letting out. There's this incredibly beautiful androgynous person who stops a guy in the hall and talks to him, then s/he gives him this piece of paper with a small square smear of something dark green on it. This color will alter the guy's personality. The guy takes it, and he refers to them as boss and generally acts friendly and cheerful, but he's careful not to actually touch the color. S/he tells him to find a place without any people.

The guy heads up the stairs to the second floor, and I switch to his POV. Most of the classrooms have a few people in them even though they're between classes, but I find one where the chairs have been stacked up on the tables, I figure no one's going to be using this classroom for the rest of the night, and I call the boss over. S/he gives me some more of those papers, with different colors on them and labels giving an idea of their effects, and tells me to distribute them to some of the other students here. I go to do so, but then realize I've mixed up the one s/he gave me with the others. It was clear when s/he was talking to me in the empty classroom that s/he expected me to have already taken it, and now I'm worried about making them mad. When I can't find it again, I wind up taking a different one instead, a slightly lighter colored green, the closest match I could find. Immediately after, I find the one I was looking for, and I wonder whether it's safe to take two. I take it anyway.

I'm talking to someone against the boss's wishes. I consider myself loyal to the boss, but s/he's got a self-destructive streak that I have no problem acting against. Those papers would have prevented me from doing so, but taking two of them sort of cancelled each other out, the changes they caused didn't stick. This guy I'm talking to is a detective or something similar, and I'm telling him a woman's name. He has others working for him and he has them ask after the woman.

I'm a different character in that same college setting. There are police or military or something surrounding an angel - which looks nothing at all like a human, I mostly have an impression of a vast white face like a mask or a doll, twice the height of a man, alien and hostile. I'm thinking to myself that I can't die, it's impossible, like I'm trying to convince myself, but seeing that angel shook me - something about seeing something that old, something that existed before I was created. The disembodied observer side of me is thinking that although the character side of me isn't aware of it, there's some connection between me-the-character and that angel.

As the same character, I'm talking to a woman, and ask her to lend me some money. I don't need a lot, just something to get me into a game, I'm confident as long as I have some money to start with I can easily multiply it. She's disgusted, says it's always the same with me. She gave me a business (I have some mental association here with both religion and gambling) and she expected me to run it, so why am I still doing this? I find this ridiculous of her. I had absolutely no interest in the business she gave me.

I'm talking to someone about characters from Buffy - but all but one of us here are aware that I'm just using them as metaphors to talk about us. The one who isn't aware, who thinks I'm just talking about fictional characters, gets bored and leaves, but I keep using the metaphor. I'm saying, no, Giles's problem was that he knew exactly what his - and more importantly, Buffy's - destiny was supposed to be, and he knew it wasn't going to happen. Hence his downward spiral; he knew what they should be doing, and yet there was nothing he could do. I'm looking at a woman who I equate with Buffy as I say this.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've just driven to my IRL mother's house from a lake, and decided I'm too tired to drive back to the lake tonight, I'll spend the night. Mom gets me a coffee, there's chunks of chocolate floating on the top, I'm thinking about how much I appreciate her thinking to provide comfort food like that. The coffee's too bitter for my taste. I'm thinking that's odd, since I usually drink black coffee. We talk about how tired I've been, and she says it's due to the work I've been doing. I think that's strange, since the job I've been doing is easy, but she says anything you're not used to will tire you out, and relates it to her own similar experience.

Regina is surrounded by people she resents and is saying "Get me my advisor. Now!" As a disembodied observer, I'm pleased to hear this - the advisor she's referring to is Rumpelstiltskin, and earlier someone used a similar phrasing and tone to ask for their father, so I take this parallel as an indication that she's viewing Rumpelstiltskin as a father figure, which was something I wanted.

As Rumpelstiltskin, I've been recently de-cursed but have made sure no one else realizes that. I'm looking through a cabinet for an object related to the situation Regina's currently in. I find it: a small statue of a man in armor standing beside a stone pillar with what looks like Chinese characters on it. I pick up the pillar, removing it from the rest of the statue. I'm talking to myself as I do this, saying "You're here, but are-" I hear Regina's soldiers arriving outside, come to fetch me. I've been expecting them. I immediately pocket the pillar and statue and adopt a pose appropriate for my old cursed self, irritating my bad knee for a moment but making sure no one else will be able to tell it's bothering me, adopting a mindset and mannerisms as if I were putting on a costume and mask, though it takes effort to mimic what used to come naturally - that manic delight and curiosity and energy and attention focused in a million different directions at once. I'm getting used to faking this, though, and am more worried about whether that trinket I'm carrying will work.