non-lucid

Date of Dream: THU 30 JUL - 2020



Dream No. 701 - Melbourne Dermatologist

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some scruffy looking area of Melbourne back alley streets. I had entered a dilapidated building and on the second floor, there was a dermatologist called Nicole that was going to be looking at something on my back; she was Asian. She said to me that as other specialists burnt the areas, this wasn’t effective, but apparently her treatment was going to be much better. She was a genuine, friendly person in this dream; though I can’t remember anything else that happened.



Dream No. 701
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 29 JUL - 2020



Dream No. 700 - Separated Sections

Dream 700 A - Victim In The Lab
I don’t remember how this dream started. From what I remember, I seemed to be in a hospital but the actual lab I was in felt more like a school science lab in there. There was a chubby, middle-aged man in the room who was called Trevor. The dream didn’t really give a logical sequence for explanation, but Trevor was really scary, mean and nasty. He offered us some sort of meal but would let us leave the room. We were basically being held hostage. Later on the dream, I can’t recall how I got out but I managed to without Trevor knowing. However, I knew he would soon realise and be after me.

The dream went to a scene where I was on the creek-side walking track near my house. Riku ended up appearing on the path in-front of me, in his KH1 appearance. He was talking to me about the environment we were in and commented on the peacefulness of the ‘forest’ (there is no ‘forest’ in my IRL local area, but it was one in the dream). In-fact he himself felt so at peace that after a moment of quiet reflection, he opened his arms, prompting me to come over to him and when I got close enough to him, he gave me a fairly tight and lengthy hug.

Once he ended up releasing me, he then told me that he wanted to take me somewhere deeper into the forest; to ‘The Drinking Cup’ which was supposedly a relatively tiny, naturally formed body of water that we could drink out of. By the tone he was using to describe it, it felt like the equivalent to ‘Peace Rock’ from The Jungle Book.

The scene then changed to where we were actually at the area and Riku was flying me across it, holding me outwards so he could lower me for a drink while still securing me. We ran into a huge problem though as the area was completely flooded over. Riku actually struggled to get higher as my feet were dangling and we didn’t want to get them wet. Eventually though, Riku managed to gain altitude and get us out of the area.

The dream then went back to me in the hospital complex, and I was silly enough to go back into Trevor’s room. That being said, I was once again one of his victims and was never aloud out again. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 700 B - Pyjamas At A Wedding
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at this lush, outdoor setting; like it was either on the outskirts of some park or the grounds of some church. Apparently this scene was a wedding event but I was in my pyjamas. In the distance, there was a photographer taking photos of the wedding couple as well as other people in the wedding party. At first, I thought there was no way I could get past or they’d catch me in the photo in my pyjamas. However, I needed to catch my mum before she left the premises, so I ran, ducked and weaved my way through all the photo shoots to get to her.

This next scene was playing as a sub-scene. I was supposedly on Twitter, and my grandma’s friend had posted a photo of herself with her granddaughter; but this baby wasn’t one I had ever known about in real life. Therefore, it looked to me like my grandmother’s friend was holding an ‘alien’ granddaughter. The baby girl also had big and black eyes; but not as big as depicted on IRL cartoon aliens; just very big eyes for a tiny human.

The next actually dream scene was one where I landed in hospital. Apparently I was treated unfairly by Edward (Ed) B and so if he did mistreat me, I’d end up in hospital for 4 weeks; this was the case. I sat up in my own bed to notice my one of my teddy OC’s become realistic in the dream as he was wheeled into my ward. Apparently Ed had also done something to him; any teddies he mistreated would be in hospital for 2 weeks.

And then Ed came into the ward himself, looking surprised but sorry to realise that his actions and landed me in hospital; as if he wasn’t previously aware. He said there wasn’t a need for me to spend the whole 4 weeks in hospital and just to wait until the next Saturday (PST) to be released; meaning the length of stay would only be one week. He specifically said to remain in hospital over the next Friday (PST) (today was ‘Friday’) so he could do something on his next weekly show without interfering. He mentioned nothing about the newly admitted teddy. The dream then ended.



Dream 700 A
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No

Dream 700 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

I had a couple different dream fragments last night that were a continuation of the dream I had the night before where I was volunteering at the music festival with Kim and Tiffany.

The first dream started with me and Tiffany loading sandbags into the back of the old white half ton truck while Kim was pacing around talking on her phone. As we continued to grab sandbags and load them in the back of the truck, Kim got off a phone call and made a beeline to the back of the truck. She took a look and told us that we had loaded too many and needed to take about 20 back to the warehouse.

I tried to explain to Kim that I didn’t see anything wrong with having some extras incase we needed them, but she was adamant that she didn’t want to have to deal with unloading anymore than were necessary when they brought them back after the festival.

Me and Tiffany took 5 trips bringing sandbags from the truck back to the warehouse while Kim watched. After we were had taken the 20 extra sand bags back, Kim decided we were short 12. While we were bringing them back out to the truck to the warehouse, Kim got another call but paced around near the truck. When she felt like we had the right number in the truck, she told us we were good and to get back in the truck.

When we got back to the passenger side of the truck, I opened the passenger side door an stepped back and pointed to the brown vinyl bench seat. Tiffany blushed and worked up the courage to meekly ask me if I minded sitting in the middle again. I climb in and scoot over to the middle seat where I am straddling the stick shift. Tiffany then gets into the passenger seat and them immediately rolls up the window after closing her door. She then leans in closer to me and blushes again as she thanks me and tells me that she if kind of freaked-out by Kim. She explains that she rolled-up her window because she didn’t want Kim to hear us if we were talking about her.

As Kim continues to pace around the parking lot while talking on her phone, Tiffany asks me if I have ever worked with Kim before. When I tell her no, she starts asking about other events I volunteer at and I tell her all about the Fall Street Festival. She asks some questions about it and says she will try to get some friends to come an help volunteer there with her next year.

While I am telling Tiffany more about the festival and other volunteer opportunities she should consider, I hear her groan and then see Kim if off her phone and walking towards the driver side door. She climbs in and sits down in the empty driver seat to my left. Thankfully this is a really big old truck that could probably hold another person or two in the cab so I have plenty of room even though Kim is a large woman and Tiffany could stand to lose 5-10 pounds. Kim is telling us everyone want to talk with her as she puts the truck key in the ignition. Before she turns it, I hear her say damnit and then tell us she forget to close the warehouse. She takes the keys out of the ignition and goes to lock it up.

Me and Tiffany just look at each other and shake our heads after Kim gets back out. We both cannot believe we got coaxed into working with this crazy lady. While we are waiting for Kim to get back in, I hear my phone ding and check it to see a text from my girlfriend asking “R U OK”. I text her back to let her know that I have gone with a crazy lady to get sandbags and hope to be back in time to stop by to check on her before I start my shift checking id’s.

Tiffany then asks who I am texting and I tell her it’s my girlfriend who is also volunteering. She rolls her eyes and says “oh” as she moves closer towards the window away from me. I ask her is she has is dating anyone. She blushes again and twists her dark blonde hair for several seconds. She then starts to get a little emotional and tells me that her boyfriend broke-up with her a few weeks ago. She tells me she though he was the one and has been taking it really hard. She said that she thought volunteering today would be a good way to meet new people and get her mind off of this. I tell her I am sorry to hear she is going though this and I know she will find the right one when the time is right.

Things are starting to get a little awkward with Tiffany now that she knows I have a girlfriend and that she has told me she just went through a break-up. I turn my head away from her and see Kim getting off a phone call and then walking toward the truck. When Tiffany sees her, she shakes her head and says “here comes crazy”.

Kim opens the driver side door again and climbs back into the drivers seat. As she is putting the key back in the ignition, she tells me and Tiffany that we are going to need to make a detour. That she just got a call and we need to go to the airport to pick ups some trunks that just got in for a band playing later today. As she says this, I have a bad feeling that it could be a scary ride to the airport since we will be going on the interstate and Kim was scary driving on city roads.

I turn to look at Tiffany, and she is rolling her eyes and shaking her head. We communicate non-verbally though facial expressions while Kim gets ready to start the truck and we let each other know we are terrified about riding to the airport with Kim. I am tying out a not on my phone to show Tiffany asking if we should try to get Kim to take us back to the festival when I hear Kim shout “damnit” and then “why in the hell won’t this stupid truck start”. Both me and Tiffany and I turn to see Kim pumping the accelerator and turning the key and getting nothing but a buzzing sound. As both of us are watching Kim get frustrated and pound the dash and shout “damnit” each time the truck doesn’t start, I remember one time I had the same problem at the Fall Festival because the truck was out of gear. I after another failed crank, I ask Kim if she has the truck in neutral. She looks at the stick shift between my legs and then shakes her head in disbelief. She then puts it in neutral and the truck starts right up.

As Kim is pulling out of the parking lot, Tiffany elbows me in the ribs. When I turn to look at her, she is shaking her head and giving me a why did you just do that look. I wanted to tell her because I didn’t know how much longer I could deal with Kim shouting damnit in my ear. Tiffany just shook her head and rolled her eyes. When I turned away from Tiffany, I saw we were at a light getting ready to turn onto the interstate.

Things got really scary quickly. First Kim started yelling and screaming because an 18 wheeler did not move over a lane to give her more room to merge in. Once she got onto the interstate, she had terrible road rage and merged to the left as soon as she could to try to pass the truck. She did not have a prayer at getting the old truck up to enough speed to pass that truck, but stayed in the left lane for what seemed like forever when cars were passing us from the right side. She was honking and screaming at them. While still in the left lane going less than 55mph, her phone rang and she grabbed it to take the call. She almost hit the concrete barrier in the middle and then overcorrected and almost hit an 18 wheeler passing us on our right. I woke up from this dream in a panic as she overcorrected again and was heading strait for the barrier in the median.


The second dream I had was much shorter and ended early because my alarm went off. When this dream started, I was still in the middle seat of the truck with Kim to my left driving and Tiffany to my right in the passenger seat. We were off of the interstate and waiting at a traffic light near the airport.

As we got closer to the air cargo pick-up area, I noticed Kim was in the wrong lane and suggested she move over to the right lane. She told me she had been here many times and knew where she was going. When we go to the air-cargo sign, there was a car in the right lane blocking us from making the turn. Kim blared on her horn and started screaming and getting spit on me. She was not able to turn in, so we had to make a loop around the airport and then try again.

When Kim got to the parking lot of the air cargo building, she parked the truck in a parking spot and cut it off. She told me and Tiffany to sit tight when I asked if she needed us to help load the truck. She then left us to go into the air cargo building.

Now that Kim was out of the truck, me and Tiffany were taking about how crazy the ride to the airport was and how bad of a driver Kim was. Tiffany moved closer to me and put her arm around me and said she had to hug me since we survived the ride with Kim to the airport. She said she had never been so scared riding with someone.

As Tiffany continued invade my space and talk about the ride we had just been on, I heard my phone ding again and saw it was a text from my girlfriend asking “Where R U”. I replied that I was at the airport waiting in the truck for crazy lady. She texted me back “WTF”. When Tiffany saw me texting she meekly asked if it was my girlfriend again. When I told her yes, she leaned into me and said she would like to meet her and asked if I would take her by to meet her when we got back. I heard my phone ding again while Tiffany was talking and saw a text asking “Anyone else with you all”.

As Tiffany continued to talk about wanting to meet my girlfriend and talking about the ride we had just been on, I was trying to think of the best way to tell her that a college student was waiting in the truck with me. I knew that if I told my girlfriend I was with Tiffany I should definitely bring her by to meet her so she could see that while Tiffany was kind of cute she wasn’t my type and not a threat.

As I was picking-up my phone to text her that I was with a college student that I would bring by to meet her, my phone started vibrating a making a buzzing sound. I looked at caller id and saw it was her calling. As Tiffany was asking if it was my girlfriend calling me, I woke-up from the dream to discover the buzzing sound my phone was making was actually my alarm clock waking me up for the day.

Created Wednesday 26 August 2020

Finally, an LD to feel good about. I got a DILD and some fragments today.

Spoiler for Quite long; NSFW violence:

Dream 1 - Cute Little Abomination

Spectator mode. The visuals were somewhat glared. This took place in the sterile, empty white halls of a large building complex. Then, from a corner crawled out an abominable figure. At first glance, it appeared as a gaunt, nude, abnormally pale woman with stringy dark hair. But soon, her form twisted into bizarre shapes, from a mass of tentacles and teeth, to a huge maw, and many other terrible things. The creature shambled around with unnatural speed. Within seconds, she burst into a room filled with frightened people. Their screams were cut short when the monster gleefully tore into them. Those that were fortunate were cut in pieces, then devoured. Those that weren't suffered the privilege of being engulfed alive. Either way, it was a short, but messy affair.

Around this point, I manifested in the dream. I was making my way down a long flight of stair. The lights flickered with every step. There wasn't anyone around. It was too quiet. I slowed my descent. Couldn't be too careful.

Eventually, the stairs ends into a short passage. At the end was a basement door. Horrible squishing sounds could be heard from behind. In mere seconds, a figure peeked out of the doorway. The creature. Although back in her humanoid shape, she was now giant, too large to move in any way but a crawl. I wagered she'd been about 15ft feet tall when standing. The monster flashed a grin upon seeing me. Steadily, she creeped in my direction. Suddenly, her form warped again. Now, her torso swelled into a bulbous lump, while her arms burst into a writhing mass of tendrils.

At this moment, I got aware. My first thought was to blast her straight into oblivion. But, I decided it would be more interesting handling this in more conventional means. Grasping at my hip, I pulled out a .38 semi-auto from thin air. I took aim, and gave a test-fire. The pistol handled easily, not much in the way of recoil. In any case, the shot took off a good chunk of the monster's head. Yet, she didn't seem to flinch. So, I continued spraying out bullets, firing quickly, yet carefully. By the time I was done, the creature was left an armless, headless stump.

Job well done, I thought. However, the she-monster was barely impeded. She continued stumbling towards me. I figured maybe violence wasn't the answer. Maybe she just needed a stern lecture? So, I pinched her rubbery (and, ugh... slimy) hide. Pulling at her, I forced her to follow me. Incredulously, she complied.

The way back up was much shorter. We soon arrived at the entrance lobby, one similar to the local hospitals. The place was busy with activity. Most people just passed us by. Only a small crowd seemed to notice the headless creature, and even then, they took only a casual interest of her.

Anyway, I dragged the abominable woman with me, seating the both of us at the corner of a row of orange, plastic chairs. Just then, the beast spasmed as it changed shape once again. This time, it compressed itself down into an unexpected form: a young girl, no older than eight years of age. Her bare skin was still as damp and rubbery as before, though her black hair, previously unkempt, was now longer and completely straightened.

I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted when the girl shoved her head under my left arm, placing herself in my unwitting embrace. She looked up at me with a hearty smile. Her pitch black eyes left me in a momentary daze.

It took some time before I composed myself to talk. "You're... a kid?", I gasped out in disbelief.

"Yup.", she responded plainly. The sightseers around us murmured and nodded their heads in agreement to her word.

"What... happened to you? Why are you here?"

The odd girl shrugged. "I was sick." She glanced away in contemplation before she continued. "I was taken to the hospital. At first, I thought the doctors were giving me treatment. But, I was actually being experimented on."

The girl's detached, unconcerned tone sent chills down my spine. I swung my head to collect myself again. "So, are you... um... still hungry?", I asked nervously. The girl just shook her head. That was some relief.

I then stared down at her in disapproval. "Okay. But from now on, you won't eat people ever again. Promise?", I chided her.

"Promise.", she nodded.

"Good. Remember. No more people. They're not food."

The creepy girl rolled her eyes. "Okay. Moving on.", she said impatiently.

I wanted to talk more. Unfortunately, the dream destabilized. In desperation, I held onto the girl's hands to try and stay in the dream. But, that didn't help the situation. I woke up shortly after.

Scrap Group 1
In the lounge at home. There were a lot of ants and a few cockroaches crawling on the floor.

In the kitchen at home. To my astonishment, the fridge (which looked thinner than it should) was overheating. It was so bad, that black smoke roiled out from below. Acing quick, I pulled it out, and unplugged it. I bemoaned having to buy another fridge just a year and a half after the last one went kaput.

FA in bed. For some reason, I had my head on the desk. Aunt Velma appeared. Upon noticing my discomfort, she placed a towel under my head. I pretended I was already fast asleep out of embarrassment. When she was gone, I thought about getting up from there, but was way too lazy and tired.

FA in bed. I (supposedly) wrote some DJ notes. For whatever reason, the song 'Uranium Fever' was stuck in my head.

Walking around the city for magic
I am walking around the city with my mother for some reason. We go through houses, and in the dream that confuses me, and I also had problems recalling how we even got into the house every time we entered one (I should've gotten lucid right there, ugh). At some point, it might have had something to do with the series Charmed. In some house I saw a girl play animal crossing, and her parents watched. They also seemed to like the game. My mother told me that they're filming the trailer. In an adjacent room or maybe adjacent house they're preparing to film some trailer about animal crossing that seems to be horror-themed for some reason. I remember already seeing the trailer. A girl sits on a couch and she just bends her head backwards as if she fell unconscious or something, and they'd zoom into her face and behind her is a TV playing a video on loop. It would be framed so that it would look like her unconscious face is floating in front of the images zapping by as creepy and intense music played, like House of Leaves from Kevin MacLeod. At the end I met my friend Steven on a sidewalk
and he looked pretty different. We were happy to see each other. My mother told us something. At some point I also got home with my father, half-naked for some reason. There were also some personal parts at some point.

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Got a bit closer to doing a mantra, but still forgot. I guess I am just too stressed, and will be for a long time, so I'll just try to do something.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in a car with my mom and dad. We drive in the city. We come to Rosenfeldt school and have to hurry back into the car when a boy on a bicycle comes. Mom starts to drive the car and I ask why we have to escape from him. They answer that he is targeting me. I now notice that the car in fact is driving backwards. I find this odd and ask mom about this. She said that we was in a hurry and didn't have time to drive forward. I look back at the cyclist and he is also biking backwards. He is as fast as we are and we are driving by the entrance to city into the city. It's weird because Rosenfeldt is in the opposite direction and there is no way we could have come here. I lie in the back seats so that he won't be able to shoot me through the windows. The cyclist has a bright coloured helmet.

I once asked my mom some months ago if it was illegal to drive a car backwards. I saw some old people biking with the same coloured helmet as my dc had.

I'm in some kind of attraction park and enter a scary cave. I look around and there are scary paintings everywhere (They aren't making me afraid). I look around and also see some jewels and other valuable things. I take them in a bag. There is a timer and I have time to skip as many paintings as I want before the time runs out. When the time runs out I have to look at all the paintings one by one. All paintings are about the size of my hand so there are really many paintings. I watch the timer and it's only fifteen seconds left. When it's ten seconds left I leave the timer and go to look at paintings instead. I see a jewel where it says that you are not supposed to put your jewels on this jewel because people might just take it then. I walk outside with my bag of valuables that I picked up in the cave. I empty the bag by the one responsible for the attraction and he puts some numbers into his machine. He calls for someone else that will come soon. We walk outside and I notice that he thinks I'm going to pay for the jewels. I start my sentence in swedish but starts to speak in english instead. I tell him that I found all these jewels in the scary cave and that it was a part of the attraction. He says that it's okey and that he can fix it. The floor suddenly becomes like a balancing board and we try to keep the balance. It's really hard and we have to go to the other side. When the person comes we talk. William is also there. I see Ludwig, a guitar friend of mine. He has a girl in his lap and both has a black dot on the exact same spot. To the left of their mouths.

I had a dream last night that I was volunteering at a downtown festival in the city where I live. Unlike the dreams I had the night before, this was not the fall festival that I help to put on. I think this was some type of music festival. I know I was just a volunteer doing what I was asked to do rather than helping to run the event like I do for the fall festival. This dream took place in a time where we were not dealing with COVID and things like masking and social distancing. The time this dream was set in seemed more normal.

When the dream started, me and my girlfriend were checking in at volunteer registration. We each got a yellow shirt that we changed into and a drawstring bag with some other goodies. My girlfriend had signed-up to help in the Kid Zone and not long after we had registered, some came to her and offered to give her a ride to the Kid Zone in her golf cart. I told her I would try to stop by and check on her when I had a break later on. She picked up her phone and pointed to it with her other hand which I knew meant for me to stay in touch by texting her periodically.

As my girlfriend was being driven away, the girl that had checked us in came up to me and asked if I would be willing to help with getting some sand bags. When I hesitated, she told me they were not that heavy and they just needed someone to ride over to a warehouse and help load them on the truck. When I told her that was fine, she pointed to an old While GMC Half Ton truck parked nearby and told me to go on out to it and that Kim would be there soon and would drive it and tell me what I needed to do. She said when I got back and got the sandbags unloaded to see her at they would probably be ready to have my start checking ID’s then.

I thanked her and then walked towards the truck. It was the same truck that I had in my last dream the night before. An old truck the city owns and loans every year during the fall festival. I have both driven and ridden in it may times. When I got to the truck and opened the passenger side door, the interior was just like the truck that they loan us for the fall festival. It had a well worn brown vinyl bench seat and dash with brown carpet on the floor with a stick shift in the middle.

I went ahead and got in the passenger seat of the truck and closed the door. Since it was a nice day, I immediately rolled down my window to let some fresh air into the cab. I started looking around to see if I could figure out who Kim was and wondered how much longer until he would get here and we could go to get the sandbags.

After a few minutes, a chucky girl with shoulder length dark blonde hair wearing a yellow volunteer shirt showed-up at the window and asked me if I was Kim. I told her I was not but was waiting for him. She asked if I was helping with getting sandbags and when I said yes, she said she had been asked to help too. She then opened the passenger side door and kind of blushed and said she kind of hated to ask, but would I be willing to scoot over. I went ahead and moved on over to the middle and let her have the window since I figured since she may not feel comfortable riding between two older men she didn’t know.

While we waiting in the truck for Kim, the girl and I talked. She told me her name was Tiffany and she was 21 and wrapping up her junior year of college. Like me, she had never volunteered at this event before, but needed some community service hours and though this would be a good way to earn some while also getting to enjoy some music.

While Tiffany and I continued to carry on a conversation while we waited in the truck for Kim, a big lady with shoulder length bleached blond hair and a blue shirt who I had kept seeing walking around with a clipboard approached the passenger side window to talk to Tiffany and I. She asked us if we were the ones helping with sandbags and we both said yes. She told us she was Kim and thanked us for helping her. She told us she had a few more things she had to get sorted out and then she would be ready to drive us to get the sandbags. I asked her if there was anything I could help her with and she said for us to just both sit tight so we would be ready to go as soon as she got done.

As Kim walked away, both Tiffany and I were looking at each other with a WTF type of look. We had both expected Kim to be a fit man, not an out of shape looking lady in her late 40’s or early 50’s. We both thought she seemed a little scatterbrained and we both commented to each other about it was we saw her walking around like a headless chicken.

After seeing Kim walk around and talk to different people for a while longer, I saw her coming towards us with some bottled water and granola bars. She reached through the window and handed them to me and Tiffany and then told us she needed to get the truck keys and would be right back out.

While I was sipping on the bottle of water, I saw Kim walking in front of the truck and then opening the driver side door and sitting down on my other side. The truck cab was big enough that I had plenty of room and personal space even though Kim was big and Tiffany was a few pounds over wight. After spending a minute or two playing with the key, the accelerator, and the stick shift between my legs Kim and the old truck running and we were on our way to the warehouse.

One the drive to the warehouse, Kim would start a conversation with me and Tiffany and then her phone would ring and she would take the call. It was kind of scary riding in the truck because Kim would get distracted while on the phone and would start drifting into other lanes. A few times, other vehicles had to honk at her to get her attention. I was glad when we finally got there.

Once Kim had to truck backed up to the loading dock, we all got out and then Kim fished for some keys and opened a bay door to the storage bay where all of the sandbags were. At first, she helped me and Tiffany move them to the truck, but then her phone rang and she walked away to take the call while me and Tiffany moved most of the sandbags to the truck without her help.

Eventually, Kim walked over to us and told us we had loaded enough sandbags and for us to get back to the truck. When we got to the passenger side door, I opened it up and stood aside hoping Tiffany would get the hint and ride in the middle going back. Her face blushed again and she asked if I minded.

I go ahead and get in the middle and give Tiffany the window seat away from Kim. After she is in and closes her door, she blushes again and says thank you to me. I can see Kim is still pacing around in the parking lot talking on her phone. Tiffany and I are both looking at each other in disbelief of how disorganized and scatterbrained Kim is. We both dread the drive back knowing it could get dicey if she is taking on her phone again.

Eventually, Kim stops talking on her phone and closes up the warehouse and then comes back to the truck. After she has climbed into the driver seat, her phone starts ringing again and she looks at it and then asks us to excuse her as she get out of the truck to take the call and pace around the parking lot. Tiffany and I both just look at each other in disbelief when she does this to us.

Eventually, Kim gets off the phone and back in the truck. As she is putting the key in the ignition, she tells us we need to run out to the airport so she can pick some things up. As she turns the key to start-up the truck, I am dreading the thought of having to ride on the interstate with Kim driving that truck. I look over at Tiffany and she has the same look of fear on her face.

When I look back over at Kim, I notice she is having trouble getting the truck starting. Nothing is happening when she turns the key and pumps the accelerator. The only noise that is happening is an annoying buzzing sound. After a little longer of watching Kim try to get the truck started, I am woken-up from the dream by the buzzing of my alarm clock which I expect was causing the buzzing sound in the dream.

Very sad dream
At first, I am a woman, I'm at my home. I might be going to a marriage or am already married. I want to go to my husband, but I hear that he doesn't have long to live, maybe because of cancer. I go to him and he's at a sort of private rollercoaster park, which seems to be very rusted and old, to have fun. Then suddenly I am the man and apparently I have a son that has only a bit of time to live. He's now at the rollercoaster park and I go to him. He also goes to play on the rollercoaster. He has only hours to live, it seems. I go to play with him. I sort of push his cart around and tell him that if anything happens while I play with him and he dies, he should know that I will always love him. I cry as I say it. He says that I of course will always love him, and so I am happy that he knows and always knew.

Freaky dream
It's night and I am at home. Suddenly, some sort of creepy dog creature approaches and I recognize it as some horror character. I wake up my mother and maybe my father and sort of run a few circles around my home, but then I tell them to go and grab knives. I go first and run to the cupboard, where there's a pile of knifes. At first I only see short knives, but then I see a long knife. I take it and stab the creature until it stops moving. Then, my father goes to sleep again or maybe was sleeping the whole time, but then a sort of puppet creature comes and I wake him up. I then stab it until it, too, stops moving and then he wakes up entirely and comes out of his room and asks what attacked me. I say it was Chucky. Then there's a sort of segment where I am in a sort of train-esque vehicle which could remind one of the train in Tomorrowland, unhappy about something, talking to someone. There's also a strange feeling.

Blurry fragment
A sort of blurry fragment, maybe about chemistry.

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That first one was sad.. wow.

That second one was cool.

I also tried a mantra when I woke up one time, but then I had to get up, sadly. Maybe I can recall that I have to do one when I first go to sleep next time.

I had a series of three really strange dreams last night where I volunteering at my city’s fall street festival where I have been in charge of the beer tents the past few years, and was dealing with a really socially awkward and annoying teenage girl who wanted to volunteer with me. I did not know the girl or her parents in my waking life, but they all looked like an odd family that was sitting a table away from me and my girlfriend when we went out to dinner on Friday. The dream takes place in a time where COVID is a not problem. In real life, we made the difficult decision to cancel this years festival last week and I spent a lot of time this weekend e-mailing all of our vendors to let them know the festival isn’t happening.

When the first dream started, I was walking into the downtown hotel where we have our headquarters for the festival every year. I walk through the revolving door into the lobby and saw one of my friends who handles volunteer manpower talking to a couple and their teenage daughter who was in a volunteer shirt. I could see her pointing towards me and then quickly walked towards me followed by the couple and their daughter. When she got to me, she introduced me to the couple and their daughter Jenny. The couple told me they go to church with one of my co-workers. I had remembered my co-worker had told me to be on the lookout for a girl from her church who was planning on volunteering at the festival and relayed that to them and thanked her for volunteering. While they were telling me how much they like my co-worker, my friend walked away to go back to her post in the lobby.

As I continued to talk with them, I got a pretty strong feeling that something was off with Jenny. She was awkwardly tall and thin and had really long dark blonde hair that was pulled into a pony tail and tried to hide behind her parents while they talked to me. She really didn’t say much, while her parents did all of the talking and told me this was her first time volunteering and they were so glad they found me and were glad I could keep an eye on her. I asked if they were volunteering too and they told me they had other plans and only Jenny was volunteering today. They thanked me again and told Jenny to find me if she needed any help and then both shook my hand before turning and walking out the door.

With her parents gone, Jenny suddenly started to open-up although it was painful trying to talk with her. She kept wanting to talk about my co-worked and asked me all sorts of questions about her. It was like she was stuck in a loop and that was all she knew to talk about. I tried to change the subject by asking where she wanted to help today so I could take her to the right person, and she said she wanted to help me which I knew wasn’t a good idea since I was running beer sales and she was a minor.

I walked towards the ballroom to get a cup of coffee and to try to find someone to hand Jenny off to and she was right on my heels the entire time. Whenever I would talk to someone, I would feel her standing behind me and breathing on my neck. I tried to find someone who could use her help, but everyone seemed to have plenty of help.

Eventually I told Jenny I had to go get my golf cart out of the garage and make my rounds. I suggested she get something to eat or drink and meet some other volunteers and then I would check in on her later. She didn’t say anything or try to argue, but as I walked out of the ball room and towards the lobby, I felt a presence following me and turned around to see her following a few feet behind me. When I got to the parking garage and pushed the button for the elevator, I turned around and she was standing right behind me. I decided to take the high road since she and her parents were friends with my co-worker and asked if she wanted to go with me. She then had a really big smile and nodded yes.

After a few more minutes of waiting for an elevator and repeatedly pushing the button, Jenny tapped me on the shoulder and pointed towards to door to the stairs and meekly asked if we should take the stairs instead. I told her the golf cars were on the 6th floor and she said she would be fine with that. She then opened a door and she and I walked through it.

Instead of the normal staircase at that parking deck, there as a spiral staircase. As we got to the second floor, I saw the other staircase off to the side, but there were no way to get off. We kept climbing up the spiral staircase and when we got to the 6th floor, I could see the golf carts parked but there was no way to access the floor from the spiral staircase. I know the parking garage only had 8 levels, so we kept climbing. When we got to the 8th floor, there was nowhere to get off the staircase and when I looked-up it just kept going. I asked Jenny if she would see how many more floors until there was a way out and she said sure and seemed happy to be able to help with something.

I waited on the 8th floor and looked-up and saw Jenny disappearing out of view. Eventually, I heard her yell down and tell me that she was at floor 25 and still hadn’t found a way off the staircase. I shouted up that we should go back down to the first floor and I started walking down as I heard her meekly say ok. When I was at the second floor, I heard her catching-up to me. When we got to the first floor, I discovered there was no way off the spiral staircase even though that is where we had entered. Jenny offered to go down a few floors to try to find a way out and I told her that would be great. I stayed on the first floor while she started descending the staircase looking for an exit. I can remember looking both up and down and the staircase went as far as I could see in either direction. I would up form this dream in a panic as Jenny was yelling up to me that she still hadn’t found a way out. Right before walking up, I remember thinking I was going to loose my balance and fall down the bottomless staircase.


When I fell back asleep, I had my second dream. In this dream, I was driving my cargo cart checking on how set-up was going at all of the beer tents and Jenny was riding with me. She seemed to be soaking-in all of the surrounding as I drove and kept telling me how much fun she was having riding around with me. She kept asking me about what other things I volunteer with and asking if there were things she could do to help. She mentioned that her parents were now going to let her volunteer some. I was not happy that I hadn’t been able to pawn her off on someone yet and was ready for a break. She was about to drive me crazy.

I tried to get her interested in helping somewhere else by driving by other parts of the festival set-up where I thought she may be able to help and may enjoy but she didn’t seem to have any interest helping anywhere else or getting off of my cargo cart. A few times when I stopped at a beer tent, I would tell her she had to stay in the cargo cart and then would spend some extra time talking with the volunteers hoping she would get bored. I also gave some people rides on my cart hoping she would be uncomfortable being squished between me and someone else and decide she wanted to do something else but it didn’t work. She would just try to have really awkward conversations with the other passenger which were really painful for me to have to hear.

After a while, Jenny asked me if she could try out driving the cargo cart. I asked her how old she was and she said 16. I figured she had some experience driving in the past, so when we were in an area without a lot of traffic I told her she could try out driving the car. It was a horrible mistake. She was a terrible driver and it was terrifying riding with her. She kept driving on and off of the sidewalk, making really sharp turns where I was afraid I was going to fall-out, and going down hills way to fast.

I asked her if she had taken drivers ed, and she told me this was the first time she had ever driven anything. She told me that her parents wouldn’t let her drive or even take drivers ed because they did not think it was necessary.

I woke-up from this dream when she was barreling down a steep hill heading towards a retaining wall. I was yelling for her to stop and when I woke-up I was reaching over and grabbing the wheel trying to steer us away from the retaining wall so we didn’t fall down and get hurt, I woke-up in a panic thinking she was about to drive us over the wall.


After falling back asleep, I had my 3rd and final dream about her and the festival. When this dream started, I was in the bathroom at the hotel and was enjoying some time away from Jenny. As I walked out of the bathroom and towards the ballroom to get another cup of coffee, I looked out the windows and saw her sitting all by herself in the cab of a really old half ton GMC Truck with our city’s logo on the doors. I knew that truck would be going to the city maintenance yard to get sandbags and figured she had been recruited for that and I would get a nice long break from her.

As I was walking back to my golf cart parked out front, my friend that had first introduced me to Jenny and her parents stopped me and said thank you. I asked for what and she said that Jenny had told her that I would be happy to go to the maintenance yard to help load-up the sandbags. I tried to tell her that I was happy to let her have Jenny help with that but that I had stuff I needed to do. She then told me that Jenny really looked-up to me and didn’t think she would be comfortable if I didn’t go with her. She told me the guy from the city was running late and suggested I go ahead and wait in the truck with Jenny so we would be ready to go when he got here.

I talked with her for a few more minutes about things I would need help with at the beer tents as I finished my cup of coffee. I then went to re-fill my cup and talked with some people as I slowly walked towards the old truck parked in front of the hotel.

When I got in the truck, I sat down in the passenger seat next to Jenny who was in the middle straddling the stick shift. She told me she had never gotten to ride in a big truck before and was looking forward to it. As we waited for the guy from the city, she was taking in all of the surroundings of the truck cab and talking about how exciting it would be to ride in it. I couldn’t understand why a 16 year old girl was so excited about riding in a crappy of half ton tuck.

As we continued to wait for the driver, Jenny started to warm-up more and started telling me more about herself and her family. I learned that she was an only child and has always been homeschooled by her mom; that her parents don’t let he get out much and do stuff with other teens; and that they are going to let her volunteer some now that she is 16. As she told me more about herself, I had a better understanding of why she was acting the way she was but was also not sure how much longer I could deal with her. I also knew I needed to deal with things at the beer tents and hoped the driver would get here soon.

While we were still waiting for the driver, Jenny asked me how late I was working tonight. I told her the beer tents would have last call at 10 and then hopefully I could leave by 11. She got a really big smile on her face when I said that and then asked if she could borrow my phone to call her parents. I guess she saw I had a puzzled look on my face because she then told me her parents wouldn’t let her have her own phone. I then handed my phone to her. She quickly called her dad and told him I needed her to stay and help until 10 and asked if she could. I then heard her say that was no problem if they would be at a movie, that I could drive her home when I got done.

I woke-up from this dream as the driver was walking towards to truck knowing that I was not going to get a break from her the rest of the day. I felt really trapped and hampered knowing that I would have to keeping an eye on her and not able to have any fun.

25th July 2020

Fragment:

In some Minecraft-like world with H. There was a dragon of some kind that kept coming back and harassing us. We were at some coastal area and there was a passive (did I mean peaceful?) moment during which there were loads of weapons to select from.

26th July 2020 (DFLN thread)

Fragment:

Voxels, some volcanic area. Solid magma blocks and generally some dark blocks. There was a sci-fi base.

Fragment:

Dream where I was eating cheese, I think in the kitchen. Vague memory of getting it out and cutting it.

Fragment:

Micro-dream after having been awake for a bit and then dozing off. Was listening to the cathedral's bells and then I saw a scene about a couple. I remember there was a part where they were chasing after each other in a playful manner and then they were going into a bedroom. I seem to recall some negative thing to this too?

27th July 2020 (DFLN thread)

Fragment:

HD and her partner D, at the end of the dream in some world that looked like it was out of Spore. Lots of weird bug-like creatures. (Nice, very descriptive...)

HD is talking from a distance by voice? She's a mix of hershelf and S, my sibling's partner. H is almost giving HD a headache somehow. The dream had started with Minecraft somehow and it was a very fractured world. People from O's server were also there, as was my middle sibling.

Dream:

Don't recall the start of the dream but I was in a restaurant place with mom. It was like a Chinese buffet place, but not quite. I was serving myself, mom had just finished doing so. I remember seeing her across the way, on the other side of the buffet area. I got some breaded chicken thing and then wanted a bun, but for some reason I reached across the other side for one, carefully so as to not dip myself into any food. But I could have just gone around and I sort of realised this. Then I remember going to the table where mom was sat.

There was a vacant seat to her right and I sat there. For some reason I was shorter or completely slouched now, so I couldn't reach my food properly. To my right was an Asian lady (Korean?) and she started picking on me for some reason. I remember telling her she was being mean and even went so far as to say that she was the meanest lady I'd ever met, as she kept continuously harassing me. After struggling with the food for a while I somehow managed to sit upright and felt much taller than before. I also thought I would apologise for my own behaviour.

I told the lady she couldn't possibly the meanest person ever. I said that she had been a bit mean but not that much. We sort of reconciled.

(recall gap or separate dream? have a feeling the sequences were part of the same here)

Somewhere else. Fragmented. I was in a cave that was connecting to a (currently) underground and high-tech moving fortress belonging to "my" faction. I was going outside to do some scouting of a target enemy base nearby. It was a tall Protoss-like spire or tower, in the midst of a low flat area surrounded by cliffs. Come to think of it, reminds me of Howling Fjord from WLK.

I remember getting back in the fortress and reporting my findings. Someone was "digistructing" something, to seal the entrance better. The entry point was a round sliding door, mechanical and heavy. This fortress' style reminded me of Grineer style.

Some very early part of this there was this very cheesily painted bomber, fully patterned with a stylised USA flag pattern; it dropped some hooks for me and a squad to grab onto and pull us up, as it dropped a nuke at the same time. I think it eventually took us near the fortress.

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Must remember to tag this later.

Jamie 1

Only thing from this dream I remember is standing by a fridge. Jamie comes up and kisses me.

Jamie 2

I'm sitting on a couch and jamie is around. I'm nervous because I remember how upset in the dreams she seemed last week. I'm trying to get something out of a freezer. I am shuffling through things in the freezer. I find what I'm looking for and Jamie grabs my arm and says we should go. I am thinking this is the first time i've seen her in years and i am shocked she is being so nice.

Sounds like someone was trying to cheer me up :-)

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in Sturkö and flying by the road by the White Cottage. My goal is to take a woman's hand and fly away with her. I grab her hand but can't lift her up, she's too heavy. I think about how my speed is making a difference. I think that if I fly fast it may be easier to carry her. I think in some way that felt smart in the dream (but when I woke up I realized it was just rubbish dream talk that didn't make any sense at all).

I have had a dream like this before but I was lucid that time. I have been depressed this week and my body isn't working properly. I try to figure how much it affects my sleeping/dreaming. I tried to sleep with the window open because it is hot in my room. I woke up because it sounded too much. I remembered a dream when I woke up but didn't feel like writing it down. It was a very normal borinig dream.

Talking to an old discord friend
I am on Discord, sad about the fact that a friend left a discord server of friends for reasons I don't know. I then got the idea that I might still have them in my direct message bar. I look and find them. I then talk to them and ask them if they want to come back. And they do. Everyone on the server is happy, but I don't remember what exactly they were saying.

Scene change to all server members standing in my room, apparently. The friend doesn't really feel comfortable with meeting everyone again yet, but they would give it a try. We are then apparently in some freaky ghost house thing, but really, it's more of a ghost world. Various like very demonic things attack us and we often flee. I don't remember any details except that the beginning was many sort of white blankets hung up and it being very tight so that you have to immediately go up a staircase when you get in, which is the only way. There was also like some weird hallway. To the right was some really bright room, maybe an operating room, and in front was darkness. I might have been alone. Then it got brighter behind me and some demon came, it might have been related to Super Mario for some reason. When I started waking up I started realizing that it was a dream and got very sad and frustrated since I miss my friend.

Dream about a dream
I thought that the last dream had ended, and that this was now definitely reality. I was on Discord again, and now found the friend again and wanted to talk to them. But then I started waking up again and was sad to see that this was also a dream.

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Hm. I had really hoped I'd wake up to see it wasn't a dream. In reality it probably wouldn't really be as easy as talking to them and asking them nicely. I think they had a fight with someone. But maybe I can do it, but I doubt it. It must have been bad if they just left by saying "Bye." Eh, let me stop venting.

I'll class that second dream as a false awakening,

oh, and that ghost mansion was fun.

23rd July 2020

Dream:

In a house like in Terraria, with a similar viewing angle/style just with more realistic detailing. But the dream itself started out more like reality and I got in this house bit. I was on a cliff ledge or something, there was a sandstone building and it was kind of dark, I believe there was a sort of cliff overhang above. It was daytime but there was no direct sunlight here, just bounced light. I was there to kick some people out?

There was a bit of bedlam inside the house when I first got in. Some of my family was there and there was a lot of old and dark stain furniture. Eventually I left the house while it was in the Terraria view mode and things became 3D again and more like BL.

Remember some bit about fighting a special UFO boss. (DFLN thread) Travelled really far at high speed while fighting it. Come to think of it, reminds me of some old Sega Megadrive games... I defeated this boss and it crashed in a body of water and the high-speed chase thing was over. Then I wanted to get inside the machine via a hatch and I remember jumping in the water or something but the hatch was like a massive AAA battery port too and I had to disconnect and remove the terminals and parts of the casing? I remember initially thinking about needing air, but then realising or thinking that it didn't matter or something.

I seem to remember there was a lot more to this dream, but the detail is all gone.

More catching up.

13th July 2020

Fragment:

Mix of WoW, Minecraft and Dwarf Fortress. (DFLN thread)

Remember mining like in Minecraft and then stumbling into a Dark Iron fortress. Remember meeting with Hnk and some small raid group he had. Not sure what they were doing or if I joined or not. I vaguely recall some combat in a semi-open area (but still underground?).

16th July 2020

Fragment:

Few details remain. There was a small tree, a sapling, in a plant pot and atop a low wall.

For some reason earlier in the dream I had tried to cut the sapling with a serrated knife but not like a serious one, more like a table knife. Now I was trying again because I was making adjustments to a road next to this low wall. I was marking and dividing up the new lanes for this road and my lane dividers were made from stuff just laying about.

But as I was trying to cut this tree, two people came my way, I knew one of them from waking life but I forget who it was. The other one, was the owner of the small tree and he was a dream character. He seemed distressed by what I was doing and I tried to cover up the cuts I'd made on the tree. When he approached further as they got closer, he asked me what I was doing and all that sort of thing.

I tried to explain that I needed his tree and now actually I only wanted a cutting from one of the branches to propagate the tree. Some of the bits where I'd been cutting the tree at looked more like they'd been lathed than cut as they were very perfect and circular (spiral?). It made the tree have a very "modern" style look somehow.

19th July 2020

Fragment:

Quite a few dreams but mostly only memorised one segment.

Near the end of the dream, I was having a conversation with someone I knew from school a long time ago (who?). I remember seeing his face but somehow we were both near each other and not near all at once.

For some reason he started talking to me about my relationships. He commented that I had "abandon" some of my habits, referring to how I don't look at men the same way as I do women usually. He said I was a acchrophyl or something. No idea, but it looked a made up word as it happens in dreams. (DFLN thread)

I remember then seeing a white background and a sort of slideshow with still images depicting an anthropomorphic wolf and a person and the person had a silly face and was looking toward the camera and pointing at the wolf. The wolf was looking embarrassed and pointing at the ground ahead of him. I don't remember the rest of the slides.

We talked more but I forget the details. Then H arrived somewhere in the van and I went to meet up with him and get in.

I remember having passing thoughts about how this guy from school was seeming very wise in these conversations, which seemed unexpected. I don't remember anything else except that this segment was in continuation of another where I had been exploring an abandoned mall bunker with people who were possibly also old schoolmates. I remember thinking it all looked intact and immaculate and everything still worked, so I wondered why it was abandoned.