non-lucid

12/24/2012
2:31am

A small group of people and I are in a stadium / industrial like labyrinth. It had an extremely high sealing and hight walls. There were no seats but it was still gigantic and oval. From our particular location, you couldn't see much except the ceiling and tall parallel walls that bordered the wide curving path that we were on. The floor was dirt, hard and dusty. There were also some metal ladders that led up to a catwalk above.

Down at the other end of the pathway and off to the side was an exit that we were trying to get to. We had to get there quickly or we would be transported back to do it again. We tried several times before one of us realized that we had to carry a large role of silver duct-tape to the exit. Caring the tape was my task.

We ran down the path again but when I was about 3 quarters of the way the tape was snatched from my hand by some sort of vine that came from behind. We repeated, and again I was foiled. Then I had a bright idea that I was sure would work. Again we ran, but before the tape could be snatched I wrapped the end around a ladder a few times.

Then the creature that had been snatching the tape came again. This time it was not vine like and came upside down from the cieling hanging on part of its coat-tail turned spiderwebish. It was a sly spirit. His cloths were white and floating about, and he had a strange non-trustworthy grin. The guardian quickly struck me in the chest sending me back several feet while he ripped the tape away from the ladder.

I objected. The guardian looked at me and started to speak. I think he was explaining the task and that I must make a deal in order to pass. He grabbed something from his inside coat pocket and with his long arm held it out. As he did I saw it transform from ? into a small piece of paper. It was about 5"x8" and held so that the long end was perpendicular to the ground. It also had a faint water mark that lived up to its name by rippling on the page. The page also moved like it was blowing in the wind. There was no text on the paper. I understood that the guardian wanted me to sign this contract and again I objected because I felt like I had already done all that should be required to finish this task. "You mean like a contract?!...for something I've all ready done"

I woke up soon after.

My New Demon III

I am in my house, but it looks totally different. I go downstairs to the basement to get my sweater jacket. I retrieve my jacket and feel the presence of my new nightmare demon. This is the third or fourth time I've dreamed of this new demon.

I start to go upstairs, but go back to turn out the light (I'm so stupid).

In my adulthood, I'm not as afraid of demon nightmares as I was as a child, but what a chill! I never see him. He is present in homes that I enter for one reason or another. He is extremely powerful. I feel as though if he ever appeared, he wouldn't need to grab me. I think I would simply be sucked in.

spooning with two girls. They were both on one side, and I was on the edge. I found myself randomly there, and I was erect. I asked the girl who had her ass against it if it was okay, and she didn't mind. In fact, she wanted me to reposition if I wanted to. I woke up, and went back into that same dream, but I didn't do anything with ti.

I fell asleep last night peacefully after Christmas dinner, after all family went home expecting little to occur other than to attain rest and respite from my Girlfriend's absence, who is on a trip to Indiana now(which is very far from our home city of Albuquerque). As I slowly dosed off, I couldn't really remember or realize I was in any dream till I woke up at 7 AM today, took my dog out to use the restroom, then came back in and got in bed. It was then, once I lost consciousness, my first semi-lucid dream occurred...

I'm sitting in a rather abstract living room that gives off an aura of being similar to one of my good friend's living rooms. I'm sitting on a couch awkwardly positioned in front of a large screen television, playing a Super Mario game with children with no easily recognizable identity. Having fun at first I slowly realize that I don't actually have controller in hand, and that every child there is slowly disappearing. Not concerned, I continue to (somehow) play the game regardless until no one is in the room playing with me. At this point, a person with a face walks in, though it isn't a face I necessarily recognize. She's a women, seemingly in her late twenties to early thirties. She gives me the impression of being a family relation, though one I've not encountered before. She begins questioning me about what I'm doing. In response I attempt to explain Super Mario from the perspective of someone trying to get her to play along with me, seeing as all other players have disappeared. I get around half way finished doing this when suddenly I seem to have teleported into the TV, yet Super Mario isn't what's on display anymore. Instead, I'm greeted with the sight of a face-less -shapeless crowd-like entity, looking on into an arena in which I, and many others are standing, wearing color coated clothing (Though I can't recall the colors now, I know they varied from groups of people and were all similar to single color unitards). Some men were stuffed into very tightly fitting hamster-balls, requiring them to curl up into a tight human ball in order to fit. Then suddenly a burst of joy came from the crowd as one of the human balls were loaded up into the first section of a strange device. It glowed red, and appeared to have the aesthetic of an old treasure chest, if that same treasure chest had been imported to the TRON universe, and then re-styled graphically to fit in with a rather cartoonish color pallet, just like the rest of this dream now. However, as they pressed a trigger to launch the first person fourth into a now revealed massive ball-rollercoaster, the machine stopped functioning. A loud yell called over to me over an announcement speaker, informing me that it was my duty to fix the machine. Knowing not what to do, I ran over, jumped on top of the machine, hunched over like a spider to retain balance, and stomped on it. It worked. The human-hamster-ball was catapulted fourth with great speed and power, shooting down tracks as if on an oil-slick. Then suddenly, bam, smacks right into the second non-functioning part of the ride. Exactly like the red chest, this new chest only differed in the sense that it glowed yellow. Fixing it in the same manor I fixed the red one, the hamsterballman was launched once more from red to yellow, this time flowing through yellow and somehow speeding up like crazy, even blasting through a loop in the track without losing any momentum. Then in a third instance of failure, he smashed into both a wall and a third chest, this one green, at the same time. Backtracking all the way through the strange game-track, I ran over to the green chest, mounted and stomped on it, noticeably needing to do more than previous to get the chest to function. However, it was fixed, just like all the rest. Looking back down to the beginning of the track, I saw that the hamsterballman's hamsterball had broken. He was slowly fading away, everyone panicking, yet another man preparing to get into a light turquoise hamsterball. Rushing down to the scene, I warned the light blue hamsterball man of his fate. I suddenly felt a friend-like bond to this man, despite not truly knowing his face. I remember he had a goatee, and dual pony tails. He had dirty blonde hair, and a freckled dirty face, that if anything else, reminds me of a genderbent pippy long-stocking. He simply nodded in response to my warnings however, got into his ball, and was loaded by the others into the machine. He was launched. Red catapulted him to yellow, yellow launched him through the loop at higher speed, he hit green and was seemingly bound to the wall with a strange green oily substance that let out a strange syrup-like smack as he ran up the wall. He then made it to the cat walk, where I remember faintly a light purple door awaiting him on the rafters. Yet unfortunately I don't know what became of this man, seeing as I woke up shortly after that, and began writing this.

1.I was my garage/jam band (dreamsign!!) plus these two other kids who I know but aren't in my band. We were preforming in front of this crowd that included regular DC's and people I actually know from reality, one of the kids that wasn't in my band was playing guitar and the other was this African American kid who was on drums. This other kid I know too named Taylor was there, and he looked like he was critiquing us. We were playing a song by the Allman Brothers called: You Don't Love Me, and for some reason it wasn't a good jam. It was almost as we thought we were playing one song but we were actually playing another. I thought while the dream was going on we were playing 'Memory of Elizabeth Reed' by Allman Brothers but later found it was actually 'You Don't Love Me'. The place we were preforming was some sort of bar, with wooden walls, and bunch of chairs where people were sitting.
2.Was playing a game of doge ball with a bunch of these kids that I have never seen before, they all seemed to be a year younger. The only kid I know was the kid that was next to me for most of the dream and he is one of my good friends. The adult who was leading the game was Jerry Garcia, which was very odd, but it wasn't an old 80's Jerry Garcia, it was younger, like 60s-70s Garcia. I remember I won award at the end for my hard work, and I remember Jerry presented me with a silver dodgeball which he said to the kid with the orange sweatshirt. I remember throughout the dream I was trying to impress the girl. I think the location was in a school gym, because I remember going to other classes before going to play dodgeball.

Based on the results of the night before last, I decided to go a little nuts this time. I originally fell asleep on the couch in the living room before waking up a couple hours or so later. I never have any dreams when that happens, guaranteed, but it does usually count as a mini-WBTB since I have to get up and turn off all the lights around the house and everything. Starting from this point on, every time I woke up I smoked weed before going to bed again, so that all three of my dreams were enhanced by it.

#1 - A Day In The Life [Non-Lucid]

This dream is a little patchy in my memory because it was kind of long, but I remember near the beginning I was playing Pokémon White Version, except that it was a Game Boy Pocket game and had the old Red/Blue style of carts (except white-colored) and everything. I think N was there, and I had this little chip that I could stick into the cartridge to unlock some kind of debug mode or early designer version of the game or something like that, but I don't remember much about it other than that it was fun to mess around with. My memory skips forward a little and I remember being in some small diner or something in some huge industrial port town with a ship quickly getting closer in the distance through the window behind me and smoke stacks all around the town. I was talking to this guy who I remember not really trusting, but I can't remember what about. He kept telling me to turn around and look through the window (which is how I saw the ship), and I was hesitant to even turn my back to him but I finally did and noticed that there was some gigantic sort of dragon-like monster destroying everything in the distance. And I remember thinking about something in relation to cigarettes as it was destroying the smoke stacks.... But anyway, I decided to use my super hero powers to fight it! I phased through the wall of the building we were in and flew up in the sky above the city. I can't quite recall what it was now, but after doing some quick thinking I was able to deduce what the monster's weak point was and attacked it with some kind of fiery rocket dive bomb move. It was defeated, and then my memory jumps forward again slightly. I was in a room surrounded by my so-called friends all sitting on barracks and laughing at the fact that somehow during all that I had apparently been stripped of my clothes. I found out that they had been left in that room and while I was away all of my friends had taken them and I didn't know which of them were hiding them, so I decided to use my X-ray vision to see which of them had them and then phased through them to grab them. I then phased myself through the wall into a locked room and started putting the clothes back on. And I think that's about where I woke up.

#2 - There's A First Time For Everything [Non-Lucid]

What came before and after this part of the dream is hazy, but I'm sure this part stands out mainly because of the adrenaline rushes I was getting. >.> I was in a department store with someone else who I can't recall right now, and basically I was in this setup where I was standing at the side of the isles looking inward (where you can see down each one), and beyond the isles there was this big high up balcony visible in the distance where a band was playing. The two of us were being chased by two guys with guns and I decided that I wasn't going to take their shit anymore. I pulled out two pistols myself (which I've never used before, even in dreams) and started unloading on them, but the whole scene was really hectic so we just kept missing each other at first. Finally we got to a point where one of the guys was walking back and forth on the other side of the isles and the other was hiding behind the wall next to the drum player in the band up on the balcony. It took lots of quick thinking and maneuvering, but finally I was able to take out the former, followed closely by the latter as he would peak out to shoot at me. Cue lots of relief, and then I don't really remember much besides being back at high school until I woke up.

#3 - Just Shapes And Patterns [Non-Lucid]

This one is just odd. I believe I was with R, and we were sitting on the floor in my kitchen next to the refrigerator convinced that we were playing some kind of Super Smash Bros. game, when in fact what we were doing was using green markers to draw trajectories, that our characters were meant to be following, through the air. We also had the ability to purchase large structures made out of, like... those white plastic pipe tube things, and we got one that we were calling a "Mario tower" (it looked vaguely like the Eiffel Tower, actually). As I was drawing more green lines around it, it started occurring to me that I should be hearing some kind of Mario music playing in the background, and it just suddenly kicked in. I couldn't help but notice how incredibly bizarre this all was, and that there were suddenly green words floating in the air around our marks. I stared at one, though I can't remember what it said now, and the edges of it started glowing red slightly as it inflated and become closer and closer to me, but then I woke up.

So yeah, that was certainly an interesting night. Lots of fantasy, action, and trippiness. Now that's what I call a success!

I had just fallen asleep with the idea that 2013 will be no different than 2012, it was a bad year for me. Me and the rest of my classmates were back at that same area where one of the doctors had to inject a needle through me. This time it was different though. I felt no happy emotions throughout all of it. These feelings scared me. It was depressing!

Me and the rest of the class started to work our way through a narrow hall down to the next station. There was no other classrooms in front of us, so that was kind of strange. I can only remember stopping once. I sort of smelled like a wet dog at the time, so I didn't want any of the classmates around to smell me. I tried my best to keep my distance from them.

Okay, that seemed to be it for that part. There is another scenario that came along with it so I'll just include that one with this one.

It was on a dark, lonely street. It was way past our bed time and being out here was very dangerous! Me and my family were walking down streets trying to find our home. We were all at a distance from each other at the time. While this was happening, I could only recall the horrible experience I've been through last year(beaten up while walking alone to see one of my friends). I have always hated to feel like it, especially loneliness. I began to shudder at the darkest parts of this street. I had no choice but to continue my search for home.

I did run in to a few obstacles on the way. I ran in to an old man throwing some kind of fireballs on to the street I was on. Me and my father watched this man feared this man would've throw one at us. This other older man had a routine on where he would through the "fireball". He only threw it on the street. Oddly enough, my father walked past around the circumference of the landing zone on the street rather than simply walking on the front yards of homes. I did the same, it only took me longer.

Once I got past that, a new fear entered my mind. I finally reached the end of the street. I was standing on the spotlight of a street light. I took the street to my right and continued walking, leaving my family behind. I was now alone which meant danger.

Luckily, I reached one of the wide roadways, so if I got attacked, people would see. I was walking in the same direction from when the dream started now. I slowed down my steps. I saw a little boy a few meters away from me. He had seemed to be lost. I walked past him and heard a scream come out of him. The boy yelled out once he saw me right past him. I don't remember much of what he said but he said something about being afraid of me. I told him not to be afraid, I would not hurt him. Then a few seconds later, I see this young middle aged man in a car's passenger seat staring at me. He just kept looking at me. It was as if he though I would kill the boy. :/

The dream would end here but there is another part I'd like to mention. A part that saddened my mind.

I appeared in a car this time. Some woman was driving me to places I've been to before. She had no problem driving me to places. It felt like I was lucid dreaming sometimes too but it didn't feel like I had much power controlling it.

She brought up Pacific High School. "You wanna go to Pacific?", maybe worded a bit differently but that's what she said. She drove me over to Pacific but I knew it was a bad idea to go back there again. That was what is bothering me. I'm not sure if I want to go back there again. I finished high school two years ago, but I still dream of this place! But going back there meant I could probably see my old friends again, possibly even Quynh, when she wasn't such a bitch. Still, this woman took me to this school I gained some awareness there or at least I thought(I kept asking the woman dreaming questions when we got there). But when we got there, I was spectating the whole thing from the top of the school. From there, the school looked a lot like a medieval palace.

So anyways, I woke up after this and saw the Christmas in front of me. It was a sad year for me but I don't plan to keep dreaming about Quynh as much, but if I do, it'll be the only place where I can believe she loves me too, well, after I kill her once in the dream.

I'm at our old flet, someone is comming or something like that, and i should get something from the grocery story around the corner. for some reason, i figure that i should get that item with the car from my mother although i do not have a driving licence. i get into the car and it's hard to drive, i'm not sure how to use the car right. i nearly have an accident, and then, at the grocery store i have to park in a parking spot for disabled people, because i cant get into the other one, then another car gets out of his parking space.... as i decide to driv back, i drive right into a one way street, and of course in the wrong direction, some car drivs towards me, but we do not hace an accident.... a police man gets me, i sit with him somewhere and we have to wait for something, he starts to get into my mouth with his fingers, and he tries to pull a tooth out, which is not a real tooth but one which was made, i say to him, that he should not do that, and that it's quit unpleasant, and he stops it.

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We (S and I) are walking somewher in croatia, i a city, probably zagreb, around, two guys are behind us and as we walk, i pick up some stones and i think to myself, hopefully the guys behind us dont think, that i'm afraid of them, or i want to attack them, after a while, they start to by a bit stupid, they start to through stones toward us, but it's not an havy attack, and i trie to calm them down, and i do it with my lingua skills, i say some sentences in hrvatski and it works, they are a bit stagger a bit and let lose of us...

I was rushing down the stairs to the high school cafeteria before the janitor locked the door. I knew what we were getting ready for , but I didn't say anything when my brother comes in with a list of people he'd already shot. I didn't know anyone on the list(3 people) but I wanted to quit right there. I got sick, then thought it was probably just a movie, but I didn't want to interact until I knew 100 percent. I got my things then ran to the field where a gay teacher was instructing the others (he was a part of the killers) I pretended to be a part of them and he called out everyone and hesitated on my name. "Vince!" "See you're good at this. You should be able to join." I found my way out but got lost. I dialed my pops and he told me I had to get back to the school. I saw my friend's mom (who I haven't met in RL) and she didn't believe I got lost. I just asked are you...Mom? Yes. She was quick to help, until she accused me of truancy. My brother was at the mall and he took his time leaving .

12/20/2012
3:40am

At work in the maintenance shop talking to other maintenance guys. One of them has dry skin on his face and they are discussing ways to prevent, treat and cure dry skin. The scene shifts and we are on the plant floor which looks a little more like a convention centre than usual. We are following a guy who works for a company that provided us with an air dryer system for our compressors.

We stop in front of the new unit and we all lean in to hear what he is saying. There is lots of ambient noise as usual. He starts going through operation of the machine and basic maintenance. He stresses that we should try to conserve battery life by keeping the volume down on the machine. ..."There has been allot of places that I've visited where the operators had the alarms all the way up and I'm just sick of it."....He continued by saying we should keep it as quiet as someone doing technical work at a nuclear plant (like they needed to concentrate heavily)

I asked how we would be able to hear the machine if we had it so quiet.. My brain must have been thinking about music because I asked if there was an 1/8th inch audio jack....."What??"..."Is there an 1/8th inch audio jack?... Then I thought I spotted one "Oh there it is....wait that is just an ethernet port," I went on to suggjest that they get some sort of wifi / bluetooth thing going on because it would be realy hard to hear the alarm otherwise.

Alice In Wonderland Syndrome [Non-Lucid]

There was a huge storm raging all night long, so the thunder (and my cat meowing) woke me up occasionally. At one point in the early morning I was pretty awake but I didn't really want to get up for Christmas yet, so I rolled over to the side of the bed and ended up smoking a little bit of weed. I closed my eyes and then started drift off again. In the past, smoking weed with a WBTB-ish has led to some very trippy experiences with non-lucid hypnagogia, but never actually into a dream or OBE as of yet. (Though I have had it happen at the beginning of the night.) This was the first time I really got this far, and it was pretty interesting.

At first there are many indistinguishable voices and other noises running through the background of my mind. These would persist throughout the entire experience. Suddenly, I was in what appeared to be a dorm room, and I believe I perceived it as mine. I wasn't totally sure what was happening, but I noticed a TV sitting on the floor. On it, there was some video game room that was sliding and turning in a very smooth and rendered fashion, it had a very unreal feeling to it which matched exactly the patterned effects I get when seeing a room heavily distort and shift perspective on a hallucinogen. I began to feel as though I was having an out-of-body experience, even though I was just watching this on TV (and strangely, this isn't the first time TV sensations have transferred to me in a wake-induced dream), and I could even feel myself going into third-person camera mode and leaving my body even though none of this was visually happening. I looked over and there was someone there, though I can't remember who now, next to a tray of used dishes and champagne glasses, and in the glasses there were bees flying around. This seemed mildly odd to me, and I remember talking to the person but I can't remember what was said. I still felt quite bizarre and I turned around to find that my perception of reality was becoming very distorted. I felt as if I was sinking into the room while it was simultaneously sinking into me, if that makes any sense. I also had Alice in Wonderland syndrome, where size proportions are not correct. I felt extremely big and like I was trapped in this now very tiny room, and the voices still playing through my mind were starting to make me paranoid. I vaguely remember thinking that my parents were going to be coming into the room and that I wouldn't be able to face them like this, or something along those lines. Not long after, the whole thing fell apart. I continued hearing voices momentarily as I was waking up, and then when I returned to full consciousness they finally faded away.

Bizarre stuff. I'm starting to wonder if the weed is pushing the dream into really trippy territory in the same way it would enhance the effects of a hallucinogenic drug. And if that's the case, I definitely have some more experimenting to do....

A subdivision of sorts. There's a race of robots or something that became human, and some turned into animals. some are talking about losing pride for turning into animals, but some think that humans are not any better than animals. There are those who look at the mortal humans as dangerous or something to be wiped out.

The human leader of the particular subdivision is a strong, old woman who gives wise counsel. The robot-turned-humans wanted a place to live in, and was thinking of eliminating the humans there. The wise old woman appeared and suggested they extend the subdivision, so it will benefit all. They will have to restructure, which means a lot of people, including the old woman, will be displaced, but they'll make temporary shelters until the renovations are complete.

I had 2 LD before joining DreamViews.

Last night i was thinking alot about being lucid, tryed to tell to my head that i will have lucid dream tonight and thought about it before going to bed.

I have started doing RC's but it was like 2nd day doing it and it wasn't regular.

But as i know now, it was enought to trigger my LD!

I just tryed to look at watch and somehow i couldn't, then quickly check other watch and it was something unnatural, so i got that shock to my body and light on me ( i don't know if you feel the same then you're starting to be lucid ).

I felt very happy and was so exited!! I mean really exited!! So i almost woke up, i almost felt my body moving in real world and i quickly closed my eyes and said to me "RELAX!!!" and it really got to steady dream I was in my room, i tryed to create objects i closed my eyes and thought about object i opened up my eyes and it wasnt there, tryed a few times and no effect. And i think i just woke up. After i woke up i felt asleep again, but it was normal dream and not lucid...

12/14/2012
11:30pm

I am at a party in a large warehouse and people are dancing. It still a pretty big room but small by comparison. There are disco lights and smoke. There are several groups between me and my girlfriend who I see dancing and having a good time. I am extremely tired and because of the setting I started to feel drunk like I haven't been in a long time. Next to me is a really cute girl dancing and she starts to flirt with me. I'm too tired to participate and besides I have a girlfriend. I lean up against the wall. I close my eyes and start to slide down the wall till I am lying on the floor. I didn't want my girlfriend to see me drunk but still was wishing she would come take care of me.

I fall asleep for a bit. When I wake up the lights are out and everyone had gone to sleep where they were. A giant quilt covered the whole room and only the people along the wall could pop their heads out. Most had paired up but nothing sexy had gone on. I wondered why my girlfriend hadn't laid down next to me. Instead, the flirt was next to me and she was playing with my hair and starting to cuddle up. I was way to tired to move and so I let her do her thing. Our legs were touching when I sat up to see where my girlfriend was. I couldn't see here but thought that she was probably one of the lumps under the quilt about 15' away where she had been dancing.

Still exhausted I plop back down to the floor. The flirt plays with my hair some more and then I hear my girlfriends voice saying something along the lines of "WTF...what is going on here.. you letting her..."...I don't have an explanation. I'm to tired to give an explanation. Being as tired as I was would have worked but I was to tired to even think of that. For those few moments my GF was pissed but then she became totally unconcerned.

Apparently she had been loving the huge climbing wall in the next room and was climbing alone while everyone slept. The flirt and I followed her there as she put on fall protection and a hard hat (like I have at work). The climbing wall covered every wall of this part of the warehouse and extended across the ceiling. There was also metal scaffolding and walkways above the middle of the floor.

I felt concerned that my GF had been climbing without someone to watch her. Trying not to sound too bossy I ask her not to climb by herself because it is dangerous. I say something about needing to go home but GF says that we don't exactly have one of these at home and wants to keep climbing. As the dream fades I see more of what is in the warehouse. There is heavy industrial extrusion dies with eye hooks on them. Climbing rope and chains are run though the eye hooks...............Wake up

Narration
Dream

I was with a group of people who wanted to go out and hunt monsters and other creatures for experience. So I agreed to accompany them. Our group consisted of two young women, maybe about 19-21 years old, and another guy whom I never got a good look at. Only one of the girls had brownish-blonde hair, quite similar to my own. When we exited whatever building I was just in the three people I met began chatting about which class of hunter they wanted to be. Puzzled, I just listened to them for a few seconds. All of a sudden I saw four figures in front of me with words above and below them...one of them looks like me. Then I realize...IT IS ME!!! I'm allowed to choose whether or not I want to carry a sword or shoot arrows with a bow, or if I'd rather hold a staff and cast magic. Weird that this is occurring. So I chose to be an archer, which for some reason upset the girls with the sandy brown hair. She began cursing at me and telling me to give her my bow, but all of a sudden we appeared on a dirt path, and everyone except myself, began attacking these odd figures that I couldn't really make out. So, I tried shooting an arrow, but nothing would work right! I put my left hand on the bow, loaded an arrow, and pulled the string..but then my hand would move through the bow like it wasn't even there. I tried again, and same thing, but upon releasing the string the arrow would shoot, and the bow would return to my left hand!? My arrow didn't go far, but I got the chance to shoot 3 arrows.

Not sure why I even had that dream :/ I don't play many games, and when I do I get bored of them relatively fast. But it kind of seemed like I was in the middle of a thought that wasn't finished. Maybe there's something my sub-conscience is trying to tell me? Or maybe It's about a story I'm writing, and if I don't finish it won't look right and things will act up. I have no idea. I'm open to any thoughts, though.

Dream two:

I was sitting at a table inside a building that kind of resembled a coffee shop, but at the same time looked like a library. Could have a bookstore with a coffee shop in it. I was leaning back in the chair with my knees bent and pressed against the table to keep the chair leaning back. I was on a clean page in my sketchbook and I began the usual drawing process when it comes to how I draw people. I began with a circle, drew a line down the middle, and then drew a couple lines to form the jaw/chin. This time, I noticed that the lines were cleaner than normal, and I liked the feeling I was getting. I heard something in the background like someone was talking to me, maybe a woman or a guy talking to a woman, but I'm not certain. I look up for a split second and then look down at my paper. I've no got the neck and the shoulders drawn for my character, but the head is tilted to the left. I can see faint cylinders on the page for the sections of the arms, but I can't make out the post too well. All I can think about is how much I don't like it, and begin erasing, but the face is untouched by my eraser. I like it too much to erase the basic shapes of this unknown character.

Again, I don't know why I had this dream either. I draw a lot, of course, but I think this is the first time I've had a dream about drawing. Even though this made up piece of artwork was in the very beginning stage of planning I can only remember the face and the basic shapes. Maybe I'll try to redraw it, and see what happens.