non-lucid

Dream – Lucid

I worked at Subway and the coffee shop I used to work at. I’ve had that dream theme before. I remember closing up Subway at night, and the back was very dark and eerie (a common occurrence in these dreams as well). And we were wading through water full of raw shrimp and lobster. We’d crack them open and eat them…raw. This happened more than once.

I also remember feeling anxious about my schedule, thinking I had missed work at one of the jobs.

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I was playing a Pokemon game in my brother’s room with Jason. It was nighttime. As usual in these dreams, I didn’t know how he got there, who let him in, or whatever, but he was there. And he was kicking my ass at the game. I would KO him, I remember specifically using some crazy powered-up attack and killing him (he barely had any health left), but his Pokemon had some special move that revived him. It was a Squirtle-like Pokemon, and he used some move that had to do with his shell, and it brought him back up to full health. I had really crappy Pokemon for the most part, so he really had the upper hand. I kept on commenting on this. He really didn’t have a whole lot to say.

I also remember him talking to my brother a little bit, and me wondering why in the world my brother was even tolerating his presence, knowing what he did to me.

The whole time, I noticed the feeling I got when he was around: Nervous and excited. I figured it was coming from him. I just wanted him out. I wanted him to leave my house, but I couldn’t say it. I don’t know why.

Then, the game turned into some cut scene that was like an anime show. As we watched (I was sitting on Blake’s old bunk bed on the bottom bunk and the TV was on the opposite side of the room from where it usually is), I took the opportunity for us to go in my room. Inside were Sara, Caitlin, and Nick B., the first guy I ever kissed. Sara and Caitlin were at my computer. I introduced them to Jason. Sara said
“Who is he, your boyfriend?”
And I said
“No, it’s just…Jason. This is Jason.”
I hesitated, because I wasn’t sure what to call him. I debated saying “friend”, but he isn’t my friend. So I just said his name. Jason repeated me and said “Jason” as he shook Caitlin’s hand.

I kicked everyone out of my room and house because I was ready to go to bed, and ready to get Jason the hell out of my house.

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I then went on to dream of Jason and his family. We were now inside what appeared to be the Pokemon game. Jason’s family was sitting by a tree at night with their backs to him. I heard something about him having hurt his family in the past.

Note: First off, I’ve written this dream down before, but the file was lost somehow! Exact times and details may be off, but I can still recall parts of the dream so I will start from there.

Date: 1-8-2013
Time ~5:30am

I was walking with Greg down a path. It was a wide sidewalk that went on for about a mile and then curved to the right. It looked like there was an ocean around where the path curved.
It was surrounded by trees and forestry. Me and Greg were walking and talking while preparing to smoke. We talked about how we used to do this all the time. I said something too loud and Greg scolded me. I looked to the right and instead of forest it became a park.
The park had a hill in the middle of it and a skinnier sidewalk went through it. We were instantly at the top as Greg was talking about how we used to ‘push and play’. He was smoking what looked like a ‘little cigar’, but I knew it was a blunt. It went out while we were at the top and I asked him if it was out. Of course, he said yes. I began to wake up at this point.

This dream took place a day or so ago but couldnt adjust that on here as far as i could tell. anyhow here we go, first entry.

I was preparing a meal of cookies chocolate peanut butter oatmeal cookies was one of em (my mother used to make these when i was young alot), and put what was maybe human flesh in them for some party, so some cookies were bloated, they ate them and started growing pig noses, one of the guests started munching on his pig nose.



It was in an old rickety house i believe, I went back for some food, and ate some tortilla chips but kept spilling em on the floor as someone said I'll get you a plate, then i spilled them all over the floor and became a bit distressed.

I found a grenade an old small one, and kept reenacting how i was gonna use it or wondering who i should give it to.

Some agents were looking at a compartment built into the ground that was sealed with a lock in my back yard at 1771 crocket drive, they were trying to open the lock but failed. (perhaps my locked away memories of childhood?)

I tried to hide the grenade without people noticing in a stack of old logs. (the grenade representing something dangerous, like my schizophrenia or childhood and the effects of trauma, hiding it from the world around me and myself?)

I went back to 1771 crocket drive when i was alot older and my shoes were disheveled, i think something important happened, i said something or saw someone or knew something that I can't remember.

Another part I was with some lady and she got a car but it had no seatbelt for her which distressed me, she couldnt drive it well, saying it didnt drive like her other car, I had the idea to put parts of it in my older car to make it work better. (my moms schizophrenia as the lack of seatbelt car? Applying schizophrenia in some way to the old me to have a car with a seatbelt? Learn from schizophrenia?)

Dream 1: Car Lost
I am at my childhood colony at my fiancee house.(In Reality my fiancee house is in other city). My Fiancee is showing me wedding shopping stuff. I am worried about my car which is outside of house. I am going out to look my car but Oh I lost my car. I am searching my car everywhere, At dco house and in my neighborhood. I am very worried.

Probably caused by a certain talk that occurred yesterday, oh well, everyone has generic non-lucids occasionally.

I was at home and something went totally wrong so i had to go to school to check something, dad follows me. Now i am at one of the top floors, probably already solved whatever was wrong. Going down the stairs. There seems to be floating thing of solid light at certain floor, i briefly touch it and it kinda fades away. Going down the stairs. Dad is downstairs, i exit the school through basement for some reason, dad follows me. There are lots of people, which all ignore me, then there's lots of pigeons. I end up entering some sort of park and there's fallen tree. Dream ends.

When I went to bed last night I was congested, so thats probably why I didn't sleep good/kept waking up....and I remember my dreams so well because I kept waking up go figure. (And the cycle continues).

The dream I remember the best was the last one. In it, Adams wife had stroked out, and I was taking care of her until she died. (IRL Adams wife died 2 years ago, quite suddenly, of a heart attack at only 48 yrs old).

Night One Part One: Shake It Up

I was in the living room in my house with my brother who was watching shake it up on a small TV, Even though in reality my brother thinks shake it up is stupid, and we dont have a TV as small as the one he was watching it on. The TV was really bad quality. Thats about it for that dream.

*Part two: the man with no fingers

It was night, there was a man standing in front of barbwire fence. He started climbing it. once he got to the top, he grabbed the part between the spikes. Then he stoped and looked at his hand, and one of his fingers dissapeared. Then another. He climbed back down, and another finger dissapeared. Now all that was left on his right hand was his thumb and pinky finger. Then he looked at his arm and saw scratched on his arm "meet me at (some place I forgot) in 15 minutes" it looked liked somebody used a knife to scratch it in his arm and then it healed, but you could still see the scars. The guy then ran to a yellow car that was parked next to a sidewalk and got inside. When he put his foot on the gas pedal thing, his foot dissapeared. He then ran out of the car and started limping towards a large black metal gate between two two or three storie brick apartment buildings. I think his arm dissapeared when he was running/limping. There was a man standing on the other side of the gate looking at him. The guy with missing fingers got to the gate, grabbed onto it and fell down. All while the man on the other side silently watched.

Part three: bruce willis

Me, some other guy, and Bruce willis were in a forest at night. There was a gang of other guys with blonde hair that looked exactly alike. Apparently they were our enemies or something. We talked to them for a bit, I forget about what. Then we walked away, and bruce willis blew up the forest.

I was at a beach, very rocky, full of people, with my dad and sister. He was there to work on the bathrooms, the lighting or something. When he was done, I was allowed to go play. There was a giant monkey bar, in the back of this beach, where the ladders were replaced with Rock climbing holds, so I gave it a try. There was a little blond girl and a light black bald guy wearing like, green, black, and blue spandex, also on this monkey-bar thing. I tried getting a heel hook, but failed.

I was then with my sister and her friend, trying to toke a joint in a bushes near a busy road. Before I could actually take a hit, I spotted Mr. Sanchez, the dean at my school, spying on us from across the road near the bushes. He called us out, and we got in some trouble.

I was IN my minecraft server world, with Sarai and other people, and we were making the town more and more amazing. There was this Teal-ass house, supposedly a mansion, but looking back on it, was the ugliest thing I've ever dreamed up. There was some kind of argument with the townspeople and the previous owner of this house, and I wanted to add a fence across the estate, but never did. A police officers son joined the game, and wanted to help. He was a cartoon character, Spanish, bowl cut, with one large rounded tooth sticking out his mouth to make him look like a dingle door. I slightly disapproved of him, but he played nonetheless, helping with roads and such.

I was in a garage/warehouse complex with my dad, in a place that slightly resembled Aiguille. Me and some friends, possibly my sister, wanted to break into a Federal Reserve Warehouse across the lot. We proceeded to using a cutting tool to cut the wooden locks and chains, granting us access to the warehouse, but owners of other warehouses, a black couple, big fat guy and his slim wife, saw us, and yelled out for us as we ran away from the warehouse back into ours. He caused a stir among the surrounding warehouse owners, and soon they all flooded ours demanding us hooligans to be brought to justice. Something happened, and they all left except the black couple, and I said "We were just going to use the wood to make go carts, and we'll go back and return the wood we stole" and the liked that. I made my way to return the wood, and they left, and we just ditched the wood, and prepared to enter the Federal Warehouse, then I woke up.

This is a fragment from a longer dream. It started in a school, but I can't remember what was happening.

A large group of people are in a field. A woman is talking and separating the people into teams of two. As she comes to me there are no more people to pair with so she pairs me with her, the woman is blurred and I can not make out who she is. As she picks me she turns and blocks begin to rise from the ground and swirl into a pyramid. The blocks remind me a lot of the Desmond missions from AC: Brotherhood which makes me feel like I am in the animus. She begins to run and tells everyone else to keep up. As we follow the pyramid gets higher and higher as blocks begin to move. We are now on a obstacle course in the sky that reminds me to much like a game of Jenga I dont want to lose. Following close behind the woman she runs towards a ledge before jumping, not being able to stop I follow and jump of the pyramid, thinking this is it I close my eyes. Instead of waking though I am on another block. The entire group is floating around the Pyramid as the woman who I now can only assume is the craziest teacher I have ever seen jumps back to the pyramid. She tells me to follow suit and to keep going to the top, but my fear of heights kicks in and I am frozen. Well, until a helicopter comes out of nowhere and starts flying around. I get scared that the gust of wind from the chopper is going to knock me off. I see a girl floating above the platform, I jump and grab hold of her, but I guess the shock of me grabbing her was to much and we fall to the ground. I brace myself for impact but land on a giant white pillow. Looking up I see other members of the group looking up towards the pyramid there are a number of military choppers in the field now and the rest of the group is still climbing, I wake up.

First dream I recalled in quite sometime, I happy with it, just wish it would have been the TOTM I have been trying to accomplish.

I tried the SSILD method and my body began to feel weightless. I got up after about ten minutes and looked around my room to see if anything was wrong. I then did some RC's. Surprisingly, no Reality Checks worked and my alarm looked as if it was working perfectly. I went to the bathroom and then appeared in my bed, waking up from my FA. I was actually surprised about how vivid it was. It looked just like my room.

I dreampt I was in a physics classroom. Sun woo kim my lab partner was a really cool kid all the sudden and was entering class ahead of me. i waited outside for some reason and showed up to class 4 minutes late which upset mr. chan. we were doing some lab but i was not really foccused.

later in the dream there was something hapening with showers and stuff and i was naked in my moms bathroom with like robin my mom and melanie which was kinda strange. then jim was outside and i told him go ahead and shower first

i went to look on computer for a while

then lastly i remember climbing a rope and my body being heavy, and then triny to get across monkey bars

08.01.2013

Boxes With No Content and GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with a group of guys who do all sorts of box related stuff, whether it's dressing themselves as boxes or doing box pranks.

The first thing that comes up with these guys is that one of them had their mother killed by a dog, which I really do believe. So when they're showing evidence, I see things in spectator mode, like a movie clip being played.

Things start out with sticks being placed, and I feel like I'm wacking the sticks with another stick. I don't know how I'm in this movie clip, and certainly do not hope that I'm the killer.

Turns out it's a prank, and I see one of the members of the box people dressed up like a Boxed version of the Katamari Prince.

Then I follow him for unknown reasons, and we're at this plane garage of some sort, and the other members are sitting down on vanilla metal fold-able chairs conducting a plan to prank a specific group of people.

So what they were going to do was get some rectangular shaped Styrofoam and put them in white boxes. Then they would put in some bogus instruction manual to things look legit right on top section inside the box so they would see it immediately when opening in.

I'm sitting down watching them do their thing, and they're done within a few seconds. They have a whole collection of rectangular boxes stacked on top of each other set up in rows and columns. For its height, it was about as high as my head sitting down (I'm 5'1'' or something like that).

I could see some boxes were cut off or something, and I was wonder how they're going to pull this off. I assumed these bad boxes were only facing me, and they were just using them as fillers to make the whole set look legit.

So then a random person comes in and picks up a box almost near to the end of one of the half opened boxes that looked like they were sawed off. Luckily he picked up one of their good ones, but for some reason, He actually has the competence to realize this box is extremely light.

So he opens the new one, looks at the instructional manual on top, and he looks convinced. BUT NO, he then takes something that's ACTUALLY in there, which is what he should've wanted, took it out, and asked one of the guys on whose item this belongs too.

I thought he was just stupid and should've went with a box with something in it at least. As I'm passively watching the back of him, I noticed he's holding a plastic bag with something in it. And one of the guys responds,

"Oh, that's his Zune HD."

And he's pointing at me.


So I start spasming and I go into the mode of,

"GIVE ME BACK MY ZUNE HD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

So I quickly try to hold on to it, but this guy who's at least 6'4'' tall holds on to the other end pretty well. I tried to get control, but the dream immediately fades away, and I wake up with my eyes closed, realizing I could DEILD. But then I started talking to my Tulpa for good 45 seconds or so until the alarm rings.

Ugh...mornings...

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08.01.2013

Staged Bungee Jumping??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remember some guys dressed in White Robes and Desert hats are trying to simulate some event where some evil group of people made someone bungee jump near high traffic. They wouldn't send them right into the traffic, but they would make them 10 feet above it though.

It was kind of scary, and I'm watching things in spectator mode being worried if these people can actually hold their victims properly. No one was killed, at least to my recall, and then the staged version of it happens where the guy seems to be preparing for Circus Acrobatics.

This was all in an environment that represented some parts of New York. The people, both the staged and the actual evil people were all on a bridge that was maybe 20 feet above traffic. This same bridge was connected to the apartment complexes or random buildings on opposite sides.

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08.01.2013

Use GMail to send out Package Orders? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a school hallway that resembles a High School's in waking life.

There's the milky caramel colored tiled flooring along with this white glass covering on top that has the run blasting its light all over it, and the place looks pretty peaceful and quiet.

This is kind weird since this section of the hallway would have a cafeteria to the left, and I thought there would be a lot of chattering since it felt like Lunch Time.

People started to come to the hallway more, and there was a plan where me and a few group of people would eventually use Gmail to send out food packages or something.

I came up with the idea of using the Gmail, so yay me!

Then there's random manifestation of food on tables everywhere when someone said there will be tables.

After 10 seconds or so, the hallway that's about a quarter mile long has a lot of food lined up on the right side (looking at this screen). I feel hungry and decided to help myself on some food.

I think there were restrictions, especially on the desert where I hear two old people saying that they'll be using their eyes very well to see who picked out more than two items for each plate.

There were a lot of plates if I was thinking clearly at the time, but I started to become paranoid by picking only 1 food item from every other 3 or even 5 plates.

Then I noticed people are just taking food like that without a care in the world, so I jump into the bandwagon and did the same. I picked out random stuff like Chowmein, Cheesecake, and other stuff I can't even place a name on; I just know they looked and probably tasted REALLY good..

Then the dream shifts where I find myself thinking that the tardy bell, or the warning bell before that bell was going to ring. But for a few seconds before knowing that, I remember going into the wrong sub-hallway to my left, but not knowing it's the wrong area as yet.

I see a many come inside the glass doors with metal bars to push in to open, and he looks really familiar. After 1-2 seconds, I easily picked up on who it's a counterpart of, which is a guy named Carly or something. He's wearing a gray shirt, faded blue jeans, and can't remember the shoe color.

He's basically a pretty decent copy of the waking life version, and he waves at me and I do the same. Then he looks at me weird, and I don't even know why. Then I realize this isn't where my Chemistry room is!!!

I don't know, I just had a random surge of thought come out and presumed I had to go to Chemistry class in High School. I realized I'm wearing a white dress shirt tucked underneath black dress pants and fancy black lace less shoes, and also a red tie as well.

I prepared myself to dash, but I'm having a difficult time running of course. I feel like I'm running on a treadmill at times, but I am able to move forward a bit.

It gets tiring for a while since I can feel my feel and the shoe front bending a bit (I think the shoe was a little big for me). My main objective from that point was to get to the other side that had red stuff.

I finally get control of my ability to run, and halfway in the hallway, I see some random guy to my right who's wearing a light gray shirt and regular blue jeans and is close to being obese looking at a Widescreen television placed to the left on top of the sides of the higher floor.

I stop and wondered why this guy is so phased out watching it, and I look at it myself. I think it was random commercials or someone giving a message. It felt like instructions on doing something, but I forgot what it was.

So I spend the rest of the dream trying to reach the other side, and I don't know if I actually reach there before the dream fades away.

There's a few more dreams I recalled, but I'm too lazy as hell to type them down, and I'm hungry too...

07.01.2013

Avoiding Saddler and Escaping To the Ocean (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

First of all, this was quite a scary dream because I was trapped in a room for a while, and it took some creativity and a lucky distraction to get away from Saddler, the main villain in Resident Evil 4.

There are maybe 2-3 resets in this dream, and there were other dreams mixed into them I believe. The first thing I can remember is simply being inside of a tool shed made of gray bricks and a decent rooftop.

I go inside, thinking Saddler wouldn't find me there, but I left the door open, and he slowly prepares himself to come in. He takes a peek to see if I'm there, and I'm pretty sure he knows I'm there. For this part of the dream before the reset, it was because I was afraid of what he would do to me that made me shift into another dream.

Before the dream goes into a reset at that same event, I'm in a first person player dream where I'm holding a gun and I'm running around randomly. I'm listening to someone showing another person how to prepare their gun.

He screams out,

"Lift your Arm!"

"Hold!"

"Shoot"

The person practicing this was doing the same procedure stated to him, and I was confused on what he meant by "Hold," so I looked at the person and saw they cocked their gun and I did the same.

I noticed when I was doing this, I get a more detailed version of the gun, and I see #1 and #2 near the holding base of the gun. I decided to press number 2 since 1 was already pressed.

I hold my arm up, cocked the gun, but I didn't want to shoot. I just repeated the process until I realized I had a different gun. Now I'm shifted back to that same dream I mentioned of me trying to escape Saddler.

This time, the dream shift skips whatever I did to get out of the dead-end situation I set myself up for with Saddler. The area around me was an island and the borders for this section of the island had light gray bricks that pretty vivid for something that would just be a filler in a dream like this.

The surface I'm standing on is a trailing path of pure brown dirt with green grass left and right. There's randomly generated trees spaced out maybe 10 feet from each other, but if I remember correctly, there were maybe 2-5 trees overall on this section of the island. The sky above is blue and has little clouds, and it feels likes a tropical environment.

It feels kind of awkward to have this nice little paradise of an island with evil lurking within in. So I aimed my weapon that's now a grappling gun to the roof of castle-like structure 20 feet away from me.

I think I'm going to miss, but the grapple just extends a bit further probably to ensure that I get a hold on to something at least. So I shifted my gun downwards a bit and now the grapple is in place. I thought I had to manually climb up, but apparently the grappling gun does an automatic pull for me...sweet!

So I immediately take a right and head for the sandy beach and find that the water stretching god knows how long. The water is a turquoise type of color that's a bit more on the green side, like pastel green, except a little darker and a bit more yellow to give it a limey kind of color.

There's a submarine with its top exposed, and I realize I'm riding a balloon like mini submarine. Things are going fairly well for me, and my worries of the balloon like structure popping from sharp objects is eliminated, which allows me to speed up to follow the older man who I believe helped me escape from Saddler.

I wanted to go into the submarine since the old man was apparently going for it, but he moved forward instead, and I clearly shifted my vehicle to the right. I'm keeping a pretty steady pace, maybe 30 feet away from him, but now I'm shifted to the right, and I think I plan to go on my own into a even DEEPER ocean that's right UNDER this one.

That's all I remember for that one.

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07.01.2013

Bacteriophages Infecting The House (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a house, and basically, there are brown bacteriophages that are about as small as my pinky, maybe smaller than that, infecting this random house I'm in.

I'm trying my best to avoid them because someone told me that they can cause your memory to degree. They weren't really affecting me, or at least I didn't feel as if they were after me, but I started to get paranoid because they grew by the number at random places in the house.

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07.01.2013

Running Away from White Tiger With Black Stripes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's this female that I'm close to in this very cold area completely saturated with snow.

There's not much I can remember from this, but I do remember saying something to her, and then I was trying to run away from her.

She transforms into a white tiger with black stripes, and while I'm trying my best to get the hell away from her, I think I'm saying some cruel things at her along with someone else running away from her.

The other person does most of the insulting, and I realized that these insults I'm giving to her are petty and just completely disrespectful. I'm pretty sure she was someone good to talk with, but I don't know that triggered this negativity.

She comes at me fast in her tiger mode, and I'm now in this weird position where I'm controlling my dream body to run away from her, but I also have vision to see what's behind me.

She's just coming at me with all her might, and I'm barely able to keep up a faster pace than her.

I noticed the glacier and icy areas I'm passively acknowledging as I'm going maybe 60 mph or even 70 mph, possibly in an animal transformation of my own, are starting to crack.

But we're going so fast, it doesn't even matter.

I can't remember much after that.

Then there's this other dream I had where my father reads my text messages and what's on my computer, and I don't want him to know I have a girlfriend. He seems to be a bit passive, but I still quickly take back my phone and laptop away from him.

Non-Lucid: I was not me. I came pre-loaded with knowledge that I was an older, mid-thirties brunette woman though my name was never brought up in conversation, and so I never found it out. I was knocking on the door to a dingy apartment. I also knew that this apartment belonged to a man named Michael and that Michael had requested I evaluate him and judge whether or not he should be allowed to kill himself.

The man that opened the door had the same face as a boy I, my actual self, had known from my high-school Spanish class. though, that did not seem to faze me in the dream. He looked sad, defeated. So much so that it almost seemed to radiate from him, when I crossed the threshold to the other side of the room, I felt less affected by his gloom, but if he walked close to me, I felt depressed, myself.
"So... what now?" He said, closing the door, "Do you interview me?"
"no," I said, "you just go about your day, I'm only here to observe."

Time Lapse.

Arrive at a cafe of some kind. I'm following Michael. He ushers me ahead of him, when I try to refuse he abrasively insists. I move ahead and order only to discover I have no money. "oh for fuck's sake" Michael sighs. He pays for my food and we sit down to eat.
"So, worst date you've ever been on?" he says
"Close." I say.

My memory gets fuzzy here. But I can generally remember that upon learning more about Michael, I begin to see that, though he is sad and depressed, he is creative. And, though he is socially awkward, he genuinely cares about the good of others.
However, at the final vote, I am outnumbered and Michael is sentenced to state-assisted suicide.

I don't classify this as a nightmare, (though I felt so strongly about this dream that I woke up to tears) because even at the end, Michael was sure in his decision to die. He no longer wanted to live, and he left his world smiling.

I was outside my old middle school. I got attacked by fire ants and I wasn't able to brush them off.

A man was telling me about how he had headed the creative team of a new video game. He told me that the plot of the game was a zombie apocalypse, and the character that you played as was a young girl with a wedding gown. (The wedding gown was tattered and had blood stains.) And the entire game had a very interesting artistic feel because there was a graphics engine that made the game look like a watercolor painting.

I was in a castle-city that looked like Solitude from the game skyrim. Eventually, the city began to lose accuracy to the game and became very large and modern. I stopped flying at the very top of a mountain and thought about doing a parkour run down the buildings built into the mountain and to the ocean. I woke up before I could do so.