non-lucid

Date of Dream: MON 23 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 649 - Crowded Discord Call

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I seemed to be on the MNW discord server and at the time, there were 120 people in a voice call, including Edward (Ed) B; I was isolated in a separate call. Little did they know that Dreamy WB, one of my dream guides, was a secret mod in MNW. She promised me that she would take me into Ed’s call at the end where I would have a unique opportunity to talk to him. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 649
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 22 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 648 - Going In Bad Directions

I don’t remember much about the first scene of this dream. All I can remember is that my local suburbs were familiar but then they were also distorted in some way, and that my family went to the milkbar to do our grocery shopping rather than at the shopping centre where people would do it in real life.

Later on in the dream, I was at my old high school for something but I forgot what specifically. The name of the suburb was the same in real life, but it was much further from home and it was in-fact quite far away. Upon walking out of the gates, I didn’t know how to get home; I was lost and was wondering around for quite some time. The dream gave me a subconscious indication though that I would be escorted home, but I didn’t know how yet.

Eventually though, there came this energy, causing me to moon-jump; I could not control my direction but rather it was being controlled. I felt odd though when I seemed to continue to moon-jump into a city and was landing on top of these talk buildings. It was a sunken city, and the buildings looked evil as they had thin pipes with red flowing liquid throughout their designs. I soon realised I was in danger and the being controlling my direction was 5-Volt. I panicked and said internally that if 18-Volt was in control, this would be happening. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 648
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 14 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 647 - A Tax Offer

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown outdoor place but forgot specifically what I was doing there. I mostly seemed to stick around my mum, though I did manage to catch sight of Dreamy EBo in the distance, across the road, standing at a corner. He did though, have the same intimidating look as his real life counterpart. He had no cap on and was wearing his old clothes and old glasses.

I seemed to uncontrollably stare at him for a few seconds but there is soon this energy like he was allowing me to approach him, and so I crossed the road. When I was standing in front of him, he said in a professional sounding tone, “I’ll help you with your tax stuff”. He then walked off and the dream ended.



Dream No. 647
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 9 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 646 - School House Choir Performance

I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, it was during the day and I was with my mum at what seemed to be a slightly distorted version of my other grandma’s house, although she herself wasn’t shown in this dream. My mum and I were in the backyard, moving things around in the back ‘greenhouse’ area which in the dream was still the chicken coup which in real life got changed a few years ago.

I saw my mum out of the chicken coup area, carrying one last bail of hay, and so now I was by myself. I decided that I had nothing else to do and so I also walked out, but then I did gain plans of my own. Once again, I wanted to see my male dream guides even if it was just casually. As I was slowly walking down the skinny side footpath, I was thinking about how 18-Volt was always active and responsive with his affection.

It was night time and I was at this entire series of buildings that I called my ‘fortress’; it was a massive campus the size of a university. I was expecting a huge number of people from my high school to come as they are participating in some sort of choral performance at my fortress. It ended up being that there were four areas that the performances would be happening in, with each of the areas belong to each school house.

Later on in the dream, it was shown that the green house was performing in one of the tin sheds, being direvted by the main music teacher. There was a bit of the red house performance, but they were only heard, not seen in the dream. The dream then skipped to supposedly the next day where the students got to walk around my campus. I realised the dumpling restaurant is where they entered from on the day that they arrived. I remember interacting with the girls but not what they said. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 646
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 8 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 645 - MNW Tax Assignment

I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was looking at all these various pieces of paper on my fridge. Every week, for the subject of tax, my university would give me weekly assignments where we would get a character from the wrestling show in my community and then we had to do things such as see if the character was a resident for tax purposes and then calculate their assessable income.

Every week we’d get one compulsory character and then we’d also get optional questions on other characters as well. In the first week, the compulsory character was Dr Grimm. I also remember that in the second week, one of the optional characters was the ‘retired MVP’. For the weeks that I had tax questions, I’d make a section at the end of each of my show booklets, so I could show my question responses to Edward (Ed) B, thought I’d make sure that I put a heading at the top saying ‘Not Relevant’ so he wouldn’t tie it to the actual show data. That’s all I can remember for this dream.



Dream No. 645
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 7 MAR - 2020



Dream No. 644 - A Familiar Therapist

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was talking to some stranger, but in the dream, it seemed like I knew her very well, like she was a friend. We were standing outside Monash Medical Centre and she was saying something about how she knew someone that worked there as a therapist. It wasn’t long before I found out who this therapist was, and to my surprise, it was 18-Volt! He was once again as humanly realistic as he could get and was in his default green clothing.

He approached me, bending down as I was lying on the ground. He placed each of his hands on the sides of my body as he would take turns stroking my left and right cheek with his. In real life, his behaviour would likely seem weird and uncomfortable but in the dream, it made me feel completely relaxed, knowing that it was just one of my dream guides and as if he was actually trying to put me to sleep. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 644
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 25 JAN - 2020



Dream No. 642 - Seeking Combined Assistance

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at Brandon Park Shopping Centre. As I was walking around the shops, I came across this skinny but seemingly long corridor somewhere off to the side. I turned back as I perceived some energy coming from the corridor entrance; it was Dreamy WB. She had her hair in a symmetrical afro and was wearing all black.

I forgot what she said at the start but she picked me up, facing me outwards though, and carried me towards an elevator at the end of the corridor. As she faced me towards the door, she mentioned something about how I also needed to get some more practise. My heart started racing and I felt like I had butterflies, but I patiently told her that I wanted one of the ‘boys’ to come as well and that I was going to look for them. She accepted and gently put me down, waiting in-front of the elevator while I went to look for a male dream guide.

The dream showed me wandering around the corridor, which now had many sub-corridors as well, as I yelled “boys!” a few times. There was no response from either of them and so I thought focusing on one individual would get more results. For a while, I called “18-Volt!” while only paying attention for his presence. After a while of no luck with 18-Volt, I decided to change over, calling out “Ed!” as I now tried to perceive his presence.

Just as neither 18-Volt nor Ed were appearing, I actually felt a sign of Dreamy WB’s energy starting to fade! I got more panicked and desperate as I tried to get at least one of the boys before Dreamy WB would leave the scene altogether. Then all these people started walking up and down the corridor and it was now like a game to see whether 18-Volt or Ed were amongst them. I still had no luck and I felt that Dreamy WB had completely disappeared. The corridors then became empty again and I remember I felt devastated and like a complete failure. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.



Dream No. 642
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 24 JAN - 2020



Dream No. 641 - Catching Is Not Good Enough

I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was driving in my mum’s car to EBo’s house; in this dream he also lived in Australia and not in the US like in real life. While driving, I had this thought that I was going there to do some kind of work and help him but I have forgotten specifically what it was for.

As I drove up the gravel driveway to EBo’s house, I saw him standing there at the end of the road, with a slight closed mouth smile, to welcome me. He was wearing his old glasses along with a white short-sleeve t-shirt, black tracksuit pants, and some running shoes; he was not wearing a cap this time. When I got out of the car, he spoke to me and said that the work was no longer needed anymore; that the tools I needed to work with were no longer there. Because of this, I thought he’d send me back home, but he rather still invited me into his house.

Apparently, I was going to be there for a couple of hours still and chill out. He got my attention and so I came to him in the kitchen. He seemed to be pouring this weird alcohol which looked like a mix of alcohol and washing detergent to me. Though I said to him that I couldn’t have any of the alcohol and this made him look surprised. I explained that I needed a Blood Alcohol Content of absolutely zero because I was on my Green P Plates, which is also true for real life. He seemed to understand and poured the alcohol down the sink, then washing it away. We spent the rest of the scene just talking about whatever topic came to our mind.

It eventually became time to leave and so EBo escorted me towards the door. Though the house was now on a weird setting; it was literally floating on a grass island and it was a big drop to get down to the driveway. I looked off the grass island and became really scared. As much as EBo encouraged me to jump down, I didn’t want to do it and instead, was making some sort of sound, somewhere between moaning, gasping and shouting. EBo realised I was scared... Due to the 'sensitivity threshold', the second half of this dream will not be published.



Dream No. 641
Dream Guide: EBo
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 19 JAN - 2020



Dream No. 640 - Separated Sections

Dream 640 A - Twisted Science Class
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was back at my high school and was in science class with my year 11 physics teacher. There was various classmates from my high school life in the scene with me. Mrs C. was talking to the class and asking them to remember some sort of line and dot formation that she had drew up on the board. She then rubbed it out soon after and the middle part of the dream was where everyone got a blank peace of paper and had to redraw the formation as best they could.

Mrs C. had entered the room again and asked each student to come up to the white board and draw their formation. First up I can remember was CN. Shortly after though, I came up and interrupted her while she was still doing it because I didn’t think she was doing it right. I took the orange whiteboard marker off her and drew the formation as accurate as possible. CN had returned to her seat but she and the other students were all pointing and laughing at me, and so was Mrs C. There was a scene after but I have forgotten what happened for the rest of the dream.

Dream 640 B - Recovery Rules
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my old house and I was talking to my brother. I was asking him some questions about himself and he would answer them. Though with each question, the dream seemed to make the topic get more sensitive. I ended up asking him a question about some sort of lines on his neck area which were whiter than the rest of his skin and were very obvious, and almost like some sort of orderly, geographical pattern.

For no particular reason, my brother got really nasty and became really angry from me asking this question. In a panic, my response to him was “But this is how you’re supposed to get a girlfriend if you’re looking for one! You let them ask you these kinds of questions and get to know you better!”. My brother wasn’t having any of it and was still going off at me; I ended up walking away.

I was now in my current house and was inspecting my high school winter uniform which seemed to be heavily stained with food. I took it into the front room where the ‘washing machine’ was in this dream. In-fact, the washing machine and the fireplace heater were the same complex; the heater was at the front and the washing machine was this hole at the back of the box unit. Though I was worried that if the heater was still working and the winter uniform went into the washing machine part, it would burn to smithereens. My mum came though and she showed me how to turn off the heater; it was a similar way to real life but more difficult as well.

Later on the dream, I was outside in some sort of small courtyard but I wasn’t shown in the scene yet. It was rather just the scenery of the courtyard and I was speaking above it as if these were my own thoughts playing out. The incident with my brother had greatly affected me and I was addressing the methods that I could use to recover from the situation. I said something like “If Bo--- is there to help you, you must wear summer uniform for 6 hours. If Bo--- is not around to help you, then you must wear winter uniform for 6 hours or summer uniform all day”. This is with the assumption that the incident happened in the morning.

I then actually walked out into the scene. I looked down and noticed I was wearing my summer uniform but the dress was more thin and breezy than in real life. I thought to myself I’d want to wear winter uniform but there were two reasons I decided not to. It was still in the washing machine and I already had the summer uniform on, so I could just wear it for the rest of the day. My mum then walked into the scene and she was wearing the same clothes as before, a blue house tank top with black tracksuit pants. She was talking to me but I didn’t exactly hear her, but I knew it was about the incident with my brother.

I was then prompted by energy in the dream to look up towards the sky. A hologram appeared to form a sub-scene and it ended up being Edward (Ed) B. However, in this dream he was not a voice actor. He was a therapist and he was shown to be sitting in his office but just in a dark grey t-shirt and light grey cap, along with his default glasses. Once again, I could only see his mouth moving and him gesturing and not hear him. Once again though, I knew he was telling me how I could handle the situation from now. I then realised that I had made the right choice to remain in summer uniform because I could just shorten the amount of time I would wear it back to 6 hours.

Back to the main scene of the dream, my brother is with us and he gets a phone call from one of his friends from university, saying that they want him to come and see them at Wandin where they are staying. It was stated though that he had to be a part of a band if he was to get a room. Even though my brother still didn’t like me, I had an idea which could work. I suggested that I could be the lead singer but then I could pretend to call sick on the day and back out because he didn’t want me there. Both my mum and my dad then asked if Wandin would be affected by the bushfires as there were heaps of trees in that area. When the dream then showed my mum and dad talking in the kitchen about the news, I woke up and my parents were in-fact talking about trees, in the kitchen.


Dream 640 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 640 B
Dream Guide: EBo
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 14 JAN - 2020



Dream No. 639 - The Volt Brother

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown area and ever since the start of the dream, I was looking for 18-Volt. However, at constant stages throughout the dream, it was fading out on me and trying to force me awake. I seemed to know each time this happened though and stayed still until the dream stabilised back again.

Back to the actual dream, I came across this African man with even darker skin that was claiming to be 18-Volt’s brother, he called himself 19-Volt. He wore a cream coloured jumper with medium-wash denim jeans. Throughout the whole dream, he was helping me find 18-Volt. It was close to the end of the dream where I was by myself and I finally found 18-Volt. He was in his realistic Game and Wario appearance but also with his default green clothes.

18-Volt just stood there, looking at me warmly with a closed mouth smile. Right as I was about to touch 18-Volt for a hug, the dream was vigilant in forcing me to wake up; I released from him quickly. Rather, I went over to find 19-Volt again and hugged him as a thank you for helping me find 18-Volt. 19-Volt returned the hug and then the dream ended properly.



Dream No. 639
Dream Guide: 18-Volt and 19-Volt
Lucid?: No



NOTICE: 2020 has been a year, and things have changed since I first recapped the dreams with their sensitivity threshold, so some subsequent dreams may not be posted on DreamViews, however they do remain as valid events in my private journal.

Created Wednesday 24 June 2020

Yes, finally. Some LDs to write down.

Spoiler for Spoilered for length:

Scrap Group 1
Playing a text adventure game. I was making an agreement with someone. The cat then woke me up

Another text adventure game. Some demon lady was talking to me. The event switched from a game to actually occurring 'live', though the two of us still spoke only in text. I mostly just reflected on some other dream I've since forgotten.

Watching gameplay of Capcom vs. SNK 2. One team had Kyosuke, and the other had Yun, I think. Later, I was seated on a sofa in a living room. Stan Smith from American Dad was seated on another couch, as was this black lady. Stan took pity on her, and gave her unwanted help, treating her as a child. Just then, snakes slithered from under the seats. Feeling one creeping on my back startled me awake.

Dream 1 - Handy Possession

The visuals started quite blurred. False awakening in bed.

I was still feeling tired, so I just wanted to get 'back' to sleep. Suddenly, a whole bunch of people were going in and out of the room. I could here the voices of my brother August, my cousin Anna and her family, plus my sister Mary along with her kids and nephew. On occasion, I could glance at a few of them. I tried speaking to them semi-consciously to leave me be, but they didn't listen. I overheard August making concerns about money (something about missing $25). He searched all over, making a bigger commotion than I'd prefer.

Eventually, I figured out how silly this all was, and got aware. It was a great relief to feel this again. My vision, incidentally, got much better. I got up immediately, and ran upstairs to the empty room. The window was open. Which, of course, means flying out. I soar towards a clear blue down. I pass through a forest, then arrive on an open grassfield. Had to rub my hands, as well as compacting myself to a seated position, to keep things stable on occasion.

Next, some tasks. The only one in mind was this month's bonus task. And so, I attempted to transform into a Mister Handy robot. But, no matter how much I concentrated, nothing happened. I scratched my head on the matter, when I saw a trio of similar robots waddling in a pond. Much like the aforementioned robots, these were bulbous chrome-plated legless automatons, though they had only one eyestalk (the center one) instead of three, two arms, and a wheel in place of jet thrusters. I landed near them to observe.

I then got the idea to possess one of the robots, which was surprisingly easy to do. I rolled out of the pond to get a better handle of this form. The arms weren't much different to handle than my own, just significantly scrawnier. I tried activating the lower arms, though only at this point did I realize this robot didn't possess them. Furthermore, I couldn't feel anything below the body. I could sort of feel pressure from the wheel below, but not too much. Didn't quite feel satisfied with this.

The dream collapsed shortly after.

Scrap Group 2
False awakening. Heard the cat meowing to be let out (which was actually happening in IRL). I get up to deal with it. I still felt quite woozy. Another FA. The cat was meowing at my face, though it sounded a lot different. I tried sneering at it to leave me alone, but I was too tired to move. Then I actually woke up.

At work in the restaurant. The place was wider than normal, and quite crowded. August was there. I mentioned we probably weren't getting much tip, despite the traffic. There was some sort of raffle going on.

Dream 2 - Handy Transformation

The visuals were slightly dim and blurred. I was seated at a small eatery. Joonathan and someone else was with me. We were soon given menus by a waitress, an older light-skinned woman with shoulder length auburn hair. The item choices didn't seem all that interesting.

I got up to wash my hands, but found that the bathroom had been boarded up. Turned out the only sink available was on an occupied table across from me. Was really awkward to get stared at by the family there as I cleaned my hands. I had a feeling this would be a serious health code violation, but I just shrugged this off.

Instead of returning to my table, I decided to take a better look around the place. To do so, I started floating around while seated. I turned the corner to a hallway cluttered with a mess of supplies. As I turned back, the waitress confronted me. She was annoyed that I was back there, doubly so because my flying was distracting the customers. I didn't really appreciate her snippy attitude, but no harm, as her words helped me figure out the dream.

I made my way to the exit. A bunch of people were crowding the door. I tried phasing through the glass walls, but couldn't. So, I had to wait half a minute before I could get the chance to squeeze through the door.

The street outside was an odd but appealing mixture of huge trees and large office buildings, of which almost entirely concealed an afternoon sky. Many kinds of folk were appreciating the view as much as I was. To the right was an especially vast stadium. Looking closer revealed steel frames stretching up to the sky. This made me assume it was a space station.

Thinking of space made me want to get there. I tried blasting off, but found it impossible to float higher than a few meters. As I did so, perspective skewed so that I appeared half of my natural size. It was alarming to see how much larger the passerby's were compared to me.

Unwilling to allow stubbornness compromise the dream, I just moved on to trying the bonus TOTM again. This time, I was able to morph into a Mister Handy without incident. My head, now replaced with an eyestalk, felt smaller, with the stock itself feeling like an especially long, narrow neck. My vision's scope widened a bit, but was otherwise the same. The "torso" was bulbous and rigid, impossible to turn or move on its own. Like in the previous attempt, I had two arms instead of the traditional Mister Handy's additional left and right eyestalks (can't imagine how disorienting that would be). These arms, which ended in claws, were a bit stiff, though they weren't very difficult to control. Below that were the thrusters, its turbines feeling as a faint vibration as I floated around. This time, I actually had three lower arms dangling below me. The left and right ones didn't feel all that different to use from my legs, if thin, uncomfortably spread apart, more flexible, and a bit numb. The center lower arm was... odd. It just felt so out of place. I could only move it with a lot of concentration. I sensed that with practice, it might eventually feel natural. Regardless, I felt completely disturbed about the whole thing. Furthermore, the pincers at the end of these lower arms were completely inaccessible to me.

I spent the next minute casually greeting passerby's, and with Mister Handy's voice, no less. Some dude leaned in very close to inspect me. To my surprise, I automatically responded to such, as if I were programmed to do so.

"Do not interrupt the performers while they're on stage.", I said with a snarky and demanding tone. Didn't really understand the context, but oh well.

The dream faded into a stain, and collapsed shortly after.

Media References:

Spoiler for Image of Mister Handy - Basic Model:

Spoiler for Image of an upgraded Mister Handy with five arms (two of which replace eyestalks:

The dream scene is at the cookie factory, I'm riding in a car going west down broad, it's raining outside and everyone is wearing snow outfits. I look to my right and see there's a homeless man flailing around in garbage, it looks like a stream of water has come out of nowhere and is dousing him, it almost looks like he's being electrocuted. We're driving further down and are now surrounded by bars on both sides with people dressed in snow attire walking around outside, it's still raining.

My friends and I go into a bar, it was Owen Moo Mason, a server brought us into a dimly lit room that was mostly red, we go to sit down at a table but there's already food where Owen is going to sit, I make a joke about how he had called in already since he was hungry. We sit down and I think we take a picture, I had picked up a random white puppy and took a picture with it. A group of people come in to the room, I think they were seniors in high school, and they were dressed up in fancy outfits like they were going to a dance. It felt like it was close to Christmas and people were going to some sort of Christmas ball. I crossed my legs and looked at the kids, noting one gentleman had an intricate red jacket with gold buttons down the middle, I think he may have been wearing a top hat too. They take pictures in the room, I make a joke that they should take a picture of me and I turn around and grab the little white puppy off the floor and hold it in my arms as someone takes a picture of me but I can feel the puppy squirming in my arms so I let him down.

I awaken in another dream, in my mind we had done the dinner and then went to another bar, but I didn't remember because I thought I had gotten too drunk (could've brought myself into a lucid if I had retraced my steps instead of assumed in was not in the capacity to remember), I'm lying on a mattress on the ground with a blanket, I look around to see my friends all asleep in similar fashions. There's a horror movie playing on a television and it's freaking me out, Moo wakes up and sees that I'm wide awake, I think he was shocked I was awake after I had been out for a while.

Another dream I'm running in some sort of kids' competition, there's a bouncy house and there are adult volunteers cheering people on, at some point they announce the winners.

Not a lucid but two nights ago I had a nightmare, I was in my room at my dad's old house, and I was lying upside down and when I looked up there was a scary girl with dark hair like in the ring.

This morning, I had SP, I kept thinking I was going to imagine something scary into my room but nothing came, I was struggling to lift my arms, I could feel them detaching slightly. Random note, I'm starting to think it's messed up that when I'm caught in those situations, the immediate thought isn't "it's hard to breathe" but it's "please don't imagine something scary coming into the room."

I had a chain of lucids as well, I'm having trouble recalling all of them though. It seemed like in each one there wasn't a dream sign that made my realize I was dreaming, the first one I was kinda just like 'oh wait this is a dream' and then went into a lucid, and then the rest were me going back into dreams with a slight awareness that turned into a lucid.

In one of the lucids I was in what looked like a diner but was a bit bigger, the floor was checkered black and white. There was a person behind a circular counter. I turned to them and said "tell me a joke" and then they just started saying "plane crash plane crash plane crash" over and over, I shrugged and turned to another guy and said the exact same thing and then he said "plane crash plane crash plane crash." I turned to a guy and asked him to tell me a joke and he starts explaining a joke but it was like the words were rearranged in the sentences and it sounded really strange like he was saying random words out of order. I turned to a waitress walking by (it actually may have been a robot waitress) and asked her to tell me a joke, and she explodes into this really intricate joke that sounds more like an elaborate story but the dream faded.

In another lucid I'm inside my friend Will's old house, I start thinking "okay this is a dream" and rubbing my hands together to feel the friction. I then start doing math, 1+1 =2, 2+2 = 4 etc. There are people in the house walking around and I'm like "hey guys this is a dream" and people are kinda just looking at me and then going about their business, it feels like if you tell somebody something and it should elicit a reaction but they aren't really listening but instead are nodding and smiling. I turn towards a window overlooking a lake. I decide I'd like to go through it, so I put my hand up to the glass and I merge through the glass and out to the backyard.

At some point I'm in a parking lot and it's dark outside. I start rubbing my hands together to feel friction. I then think that it's too dark out and I'd like to make it day time. There are giant trees in front of me over a moonlit sky in my view. I shout 'ILLUMINATE!' but it doesn't turn to day, it just gets a little bit brighter. I shout "CLARITY NOW!" and it gets a little bit brighter but it almost was like a strange filter got put on my sight, like it was still nighttime but there was now a purple and green hue on the outlines of trees and clouds in the sky. I take note of the weird colors and then look around. There are a bunch of random people from different directions running together into a single path. I jump over a row of bushes and down a set of concrete steps with railings next to them and bushes. I see people running on a concrete/brick path which takes a left and then curves right next to a row of buildings. Thinking back this was probably inspired by the quad at my university. I think to myself I wonder if I could imagine Liz into the lucid. I see someone in the pack of runners who looks like her from behind. I start running and weave in between people, I start doing math out loud to try to stabilize the dream 3x3=9. When I get near her I grab her shoulder and she turns around but instead of her it's vic g. from my high school and she's wearing pink and blue makeup. I stand there in confusion as runners shove past us up the path.

Dream 1: Me, my brother and 1 other got off a cruise ship to spend some time in the water. After a while we wanted to go back and I had a jet ski so I got the others to hold on and we went searching for our ship. There were a couple other cruise ships that were acting like submarines, diving down or coming up from the water. We looked around for abit ad then found it. Next to the ship there was an obstacle course between these cliffs. At one point I was up there and did a backflip off it and then someone told me that wasnt allowed. Then we reboarded the ship

...after some other dream scene, I'm in a dark street, a man is yelling as he's pointing to some bug: "there it is!, it was in our boat before!" The insect keeps moving but I could hardly see it. Then I change the view to a house, couple of feet away, seems more like a building with a big garage. I focus on it and I see some creature, with long extremities crawling on the wall; the man insists on catch it, but I think to myself: "he should leave it alone, he could harm it". I see clearly now! the man grabs a frog, it's all striped black and goldenrod, from head to toe, it changes in size (of course I'm fixing my attention on it). He puts wheels on all extremities, starting with the left hand. He's planning on getting inside the amphibian, which is now bigger than him, so he decides to ride it!