non-lucid

So I was having a school dream, which I have had about 3 or 4 in the last few weeks, and they have all been based around the same schedule and been going through the days of school. Yesterday I was supposed to go to my 2nd period, but I was forgetting which class was my 2nd class. I went to my first period class first which was Spanish, but it obviously wasn't my class and I didn't recognize anyone. I had to ask my girlfriend what class I was supposed to be in and she told me, so I went down the hall to my AP Lit class.
I went inside, and somebody told me they had a bug infestation but we were staying in there anyways. We were watching a documentary on bees, and the bugs that were in there were bees, spiders, and one more thing I don't remember. They were in designated areas across the room. At one point my dream was about to transform into another dream. There was some guy that said he could mess with the bees, hop on a motorcycle and get away from them. He tried it and EVERY bee chased after him and ended up killing him, but the bee infestation was gone. So that was a step up.
But then the dream began to change and I was on a boat I believe? I was with many people I had never seen and this part is pretty hazy. There were areas for each age group, up to 18 I believe. You were supposed to watch over the age group below you, so 17 - 18 watches over the 15-16 year olds. Which I am a part of. They would mess with us pretty often though. But it wasn't too big a deal. I don't remember much else, but a bunch of people were saying they saw a person that looked like Bruce Wayne, from Batman, but I didn't see it, but I did see that it was just my friend Trent. And he does not look much like him at all.

I was sort of depressed that I could not recall any dreams from the night before. I woke up about 6:20 judging how no-one was awake, and I never heard the alarm. 10 minutes pass, then the 6:30 alarm goes off, wakes my brother up(As you can likely guess, we share a room), it causes a lot of noise.. I decided it would be a good morning to try a WILD. I laid down for a few minutes(felt like 20-30) then felt really relaxed. I start saying "I WILL have a lucid, I WILL have a lucid." After about two minutes sleep paralysis hit, and I thought of my living room, said to myself "stabilize lucidity", and the lucid dream starts.

First lucid:
I was standing in my living room. It was so clear and vivid that I couldn't believe it. I thought to myself how I was lying in bed just a moment ago, and now here I am in a new place. A new world surrounding me. I walked into my parents' room, there I saw a light bulb in a socket on the wall which didn't belong there. I unscrewed it, then held it in my hand trying to light it up as it was in its socket a second ago. I failed..I then went around the corner to see my dad playing Zynga's Frontierville (a game which he has never played before), he asks me how to obtain a whip then I lose interest. I go back to the living room, close my eyes for a second to change scenery, and woke up.

Seems to be a mix of layer two and layer three lucid dream since I got pretty distracted by what my dad was doing. I wonder if I woke up due to my dream time being over, excitement, lack of goals, or because of my waking environment. Like I said, me and my brother share a room, and since he was already awake, he started making noise. He also had the light on right above me which may have prevented a deep sleep.
I fell back asleep after like 45 minutes. Not sure just what this dream started with..

Second lucid-A mansion, with prisoners:
I appear to be in a lab with like 4-5 scientists around me. I am a guinea pig for a new piece of technology that would allow you to enter into lucid dreams at will from a waking state. Sort of like doing a WILD, but with technology, making it more akin to EILD. I get this chip that you hold in your hand, it supposedly makes you lucid. So I go into what looks/feels like a tanning bed, hold the chip in my hands and fall asleep quick.
I "wake up" in this huge mansion of sorts. I seem to know in the back of my mind it is a dream, but I lose focus on that and get involved with the story instead. I moderate a minecraft server, and it seems a bunch of my friends from the server are in a prison, apparently being kept there by another player and antagonist on the server called EnderMilk. After some effort, I find him, but try to keep my distance. I phase through a wall to see the prisoners, and they look so helpless. I try to find a way to help them. I go back inside the mansion through a window, but the dream destabilizes and I wake up for real.

Well, two lucid dreams, even if they were kinda short-lived it is a start!

After looking back on these experiences, it seems the second dream was more of a mix of layer zero and layer two just barely. This is one of those experiences where people think they dream of being lucid rather than actually being lucid.

Don't Forget Anything

I'm packing up my bags and storing everything into boxes. I don't leave until tomorrow, but I'd like to get mostly packed by tonight. I'm half awake as this is going on, and I think I should probably wake up and write down this dream. But at the same time I need to stay asleep until I'm done packing, or else I might forget to pack something. I'm almost done, so it shouldn't take long.

A Rude Guest

I'm packing up my bags and boxes and leaving them in the front hall, for now. I've been staying at the house of a family I don't know too well, and tomorrow will be the day I leave. I look at the clock and suddenly realize that I have to leave for work. (I work evenings.) There's no time for me to move my bags out of the hallway; I'll have to leave them there. It's a pretty rude thing to do, but I hope they'll understand.

I work in an office building with lots of glass windows, where I talk with other people about something related to computers.

When I get back to the house, most of my bags are gone, and the family is back home. I manage to locate a couple of them, but there's no sign of my viola anywhere. When I ask the family where everything went, one of the daughters leads me out to the front yard. She pulls up a corner of sod in the lawn to reveal a big pit underneath, which has been stuffed full of my bags. I still don't see my viola, but the girl assures me that it's there, somewhere on the bottom of the pile. I contemplate this for a few moments. Why'd it happen? Then I turn to the father, who's standing between me and the front door, and I apologize for having left all of my bags in the front hall. From the man's reply, I can tell that it really did annoy him, and he's glad I'm moving out soon. Apparently both myself and the other person who's staying here have been rather rude houseguests ever since we got here.

Sublet

I'm packing up my bags and boxes at my housemate "Charlie"'s apartment. My sublet is over, and it's time to go back home. I live in the same town, so I don't have far to go, but it will still be a logistical nightmare getting all of these boxes across town. Mom's agreed to pick me up with a car, though, so for now I only need to worry about getting everything outside.

Now, I have a lot of cardboard boxes, but I'm hoping that I won't need to use all of them. Even if I don't fill all of them, I'll still feel like I own way too much stuff. But every time I think I'm done packing, I look around the room to discover that there's something I've forgotten to pack. Once, Charlie takes out a couple bottles from his cupboard and offers one each to his roommate "Sam" and myself. They're leftover vodka, not terrible but not particularly good, and he's trying to get rid of them. I accept, curious but unsure if I'll ever actually use it.

I carry down my viola first, leaving it on the sidewalk near the front doorstep. Obviously I'm worried that someone will steal it, but given that this whole thing is already such a hassle, I think I just have to take the risk. When I go back upstairs, Charlie offers to help carry down some boxes and suitcases. As he's picking them up, I discover some more loose items on the floor, and I quickly toss them through a gap in the suitcases Charlie's chosen. He looks at me funny, but he doesn't say anything. Anyway, I grab some suitcases of my own, and we head downstairs. Someone's been doing some deep cleaning in the apartment, so some of the floors are damp.

My vision is blocked by the things I'm carrying, and on the ground floor I bump into a rolling suitcase that someone is carrying across the room. I take a quick hop to get over the suitcase and keep my balance, and miraculously I don't fall. The person--a girl--laughs and compliments me on my reflexes. Shifting around some of the boxes I'm carrying, I manage to peek through a gap to identify her as "Savannah," one of my old high school crushes. Delightedly, I say hi, and we chat for a bit on our way out the door.

Once outside, I remember my viola, and I decide I should hurry to see if it's still there. I start speedwalking down the street. Savannah thinks it's a race, and she rushes past me. Soon we're all running. I notice that I'm only carrying a couple shopping bags, while Charlie's arms are overloaded with boxes. I feel a bit bad for abusing his helpfulness so much. But there's no time to worry about that now. We run around a few street corners and past an empty lot piled high with dirt (at which point I cut a corner and pass Savannah, woot!) before reaching the street where I left my viola. It's not there. I feel a jolt of despair and anger before turning around to see that it's been moved to the top of a short staircase across the street. My mom left a note on the case. She says something about a whistle and warns me to be more careful about my viola. I still don't see how I could have done it any more safely, though, unless maybe by bringing out my viola last, rather than first. Hmmm. I guess that would've been smarter.

08.23.2012

Random fights (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being outside, and it looks like it's a little dark outside, and we're under a some train tracks. It honestly feels like the part of New York I walked through during vacation. There a mix of colors of lights ranging from purple, red, white, etc. I can't remember too much on the dream characters engaging in this really pointless battle against each other. There seems to be just two groups fighting one another, and I'm only watching everyone just moving around, trying not to get hit too much.

There were moments where several members would try to attack one or two people, making the other group just stand there because they don't know what to do. After a while, the random moving around, waiting for someone to make a move started to get boring, and I only remember patting someone's back after this really pointless moving around and waiting for someone to make a move.

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08.23.2012

Ellen DeGeneres and 11 O' Clock AM (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a High School again, and it feels like it's at Cypress Lakes again. I'm coming out of the area where the athletics locker rooms, and the P.E. Gym would be located at. I'm walking with a few people that are on the left and right of me. I noticed that Sarah from that last dream two days ago with the school bus thing is here again. She doesn't notice me as yet, she's just walking with two random people on both her sides as well.

As I'm walking, I realize that how I walk is a little difficult. I'm wearing these default black shoes, and I get this small dream flashback of some sort where I decided to just wear the shoes without any socks because someone else wore gray shoes with the white rim on the bottom without any socks as well.

I come back to the reality in this dream again, and presumed that the reason why I'm not walking properly and feeling as if I could slip and fall on the ground at any moment was because like the flashback suggested, I didn't wear any socks. The guy to the right of me resembles Cor (not his full name) that was a highly ranked Varsity Tennis player in the tennis team I was part of.

I believe he's wearing the Varsity Tennis Outfit like Sarah did in this dream as well, which makes sense, since we just came out of the Athletics department. The floor consisted of small light-brown tiles, and the area was very spacious, probably because there weren't a lot of people in it to begin with.

There's more than enough lighting from above with the the huge glass rooftop on top that's probably extending at least 1/4 of a mile like the High School in waking life. I didn't pay attention on whether or not it was artificial light or sunlight shining down inside the building.

Cor started to correct me in nearly everything that I was declaring to myself at the time. It was annoying, but I felt that what he said to me made sense. A dream character that makes me feel stupid....well isn't that a nice...

I'm still walking a little slow since this floor or shoes I'm wearing is making me slippery. I look at Sarah again, and for a split second, I saw a random image of a white sheet of paper with some kind of sketching. It looked like there were squares and lines stacked together, like a blueprint for some building. I come back to the reality in the dream again, and noticed someone, I think Cor, comes up to Sarah to tell her something.

I had a feeling it's something I was talking to him about somehow while looking at her and blanking out for a few seconds. He was probably 5-6 feet away from me at the time, and he starts whispering to Sarah, which forces me to listen and augment how I'm receiving the audio input between the too. It seems Cor was mentioning a "she," so I guess he didn't include me in the conversation at all.

Sarah turns around to listen to what he's saying, and she's just staring at the wall to the left of her, which looks weird from the angle I'm seeing her, because it looked like she was just blanking out and letting the information Cor gave her come passively. I couldn't hear anything else other than the word "she."

I felt as if I missed out on some important information, and by important, I just mean based on the environment I'm in. It's a High School, so the only thing that would make me concerned if this was some kind of stereotypical setting where someone would tell someone else gossip, which in turn would make me wonder if they're mentioning me...

After a while, I start losing focus on Sarah and Cor, and decided to focus on going to lunch. The dream shifts to where I'm waiting in line, with no white Styrofoam tray in my hand. I'm bracing my wrist against the shiny gray metal extension (forgot what you call it) where you place the tray and can slide it along the path. I look up to see who's going to serve me something to eat, and it's the girl that I remember shaking hands with at a store in waking life.

In short, this was a girl who said she wanted to have sex with me....and you know what that means....

Let's manipulate her a little bit and see if I can get a free meal!

I look at her, and she's telling me something, but I forgot. When I looked down, I saw that there's a meal inside of what looks like what Caesar salads are served it (the black bottom and transparent plastic covering). I looked up at her and made facial expressions rather than talking on whether or not this is the meal she set out for me, and she nods.

Then I hear her declare,

"I put a little something special for you."

Poison? Viagra? What did you put in here that was so "special?" Maybe she wanted me to eat it so I can pass out and she'd have sex with me knowing anything at all! Ha ha ha, don't be like that Link...but I really think she would do that if she could in waking life. Oh, and she's one of those girls who appear like an Amoeba, out of nowhere, and randomly say, "Hi!"

But I wasn't thinking about what I said in gray just now during the dream, I was happy that I was special to her (LOL), but then the guy on my right starts grabbing some of my food with his fingers. I'm looking at him, making the facial express that just says, "WTF ARE YOU DOING?!?!"

And he's still taking my food, and all I'm doing is just holding that facial expression until he gets a hint to just stop taking my food and eating it, but he's just going and going and going. I decided to just shift the tray to the left side, and asked the same girl if she can give me something else.

She's a completely different person now, she basically just gives me the cold shoulder...

Wooooow, so much for giving me something special....and so much for me manipulating her emotions for me to get something extra

I can't really do anything at this point, or was too much of a wimp to demand that I get something to eat, so I just continue moving forward until I hit the section that's perpendicular to the line I was at. I saw a few things in the frozen section where you would pick up drinks like Gatorade, Sprite, etc. I saw some Sausage Biscuits that were frozen, and decided I should use the black tong to the left of me to get a few contained in the box.

I don't know why I'm getting frozen Sausage biscuits, 1 Diet Coke and 2 Sprites...but at least it was better than nothing on my tray plate. I go up to the cash register, and I have to enter in my own lunch pin code from the machine.

Crap.

What the hell do I put? Lmao.

"9658" is the first set of numbers that comes to mind...so I'm assuming this is what I put on the pin, but I do know I entered something else before that, and then cleared it to try again. I don't know if this is going to work, but I guess it does because the cash register didn't see anything wrong with it. Then things get a little random, and she points to a clock, and I look at it.

I even looked away from it, and looked back again, but that didn't help with become aware of anything, despite knowing that I couldn't tell what time it was. I listen to the lady, and she said something like,

"I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but at 11:00 AM, everyone can leave early."

"I know." I said. Wait....how did I know that before her?

After this awkward conversation, I go to a random lunch table, and as I'm trying to find a seat, I see Ellen DeGeneres sitting on the other side of where I planned to sit. I moved the items away so I can put my tray plate on the table, and sat down wondering how Ellen DeGeneres got here.

She has a white outfit, pants and suit opened, along with a light blue shirt underneath I believe.

She's just staring at me smiling, probably waiting for me to respond to her in some way. I sit down, still a little shocked from this, and for some weird reason, I handed her the Diet Coke that I bought. I think I gave the two Sprite bottles I ordered to other people, but I had my focus on Ellen.

I had a feeling Sarah from before was somewhere around me, and I find it odd that I'm concerned about her in general. I pretend to do something silly to see if she would look at me, so I go to a randomly placed mini-fridge that you have to open up the top, not the side, and tried to reached for a bottle.

I didn't care which one it was, I just wanted to make myself look like an idiot...I think? I didn't even look back at Sarah to see if she paid attention to me.

Wait...did I just do that? I actually wanted someone to pay attention to me? Looool.

I gave up in getting the bottle, or whatever is in there, and turn back to Ellen. I think I wanted all my drinks back, but by the time I look at the Diet Coke in her hand, it was already empty.

I look at her and asked,

"You finished all of that already?!?!?!?" I can't remember if she's even talking, it's like I'm talking to a wall or something. For some reason, it's like I start losing all logic and start thinking things out of my ass or something.

I asked these random people around Ellen about something that they took away from me, and while I'm going through a conversation of "No I didn't" "Yes you did" for a minute or two, one person asks me if I ever considered blaming a guy that I'll just abbreviate as John C.

I don't know where I found any respect for this guy, but I said,

"No, he's John C., he's cool."

Then I lift both my arms and start pointing fingers at random people and blamed on them.

Wait what? Did I just go full retard mode here? I don't even want to type the rest of the dream. Actually, that's all I remember.


EDIT:

It's 10:18 AM, and I'm afraid of what's going to happen at 11:00 AM

I was in a strange village that was largely deserted. I was waiting for a date. She was only 15 years old and very beautiful and excited to be with me (girl A). When we were first saying hello to each other another girl (girl B) showed up and greeted me with a kiss. I had forgotten that I had set up two dates. I did not like girl B though and wanted her to leave and was embarrassed that she came. Girl A was upset but quickly forgave me when I turned my attention back toward her. Anyway, we were all walking back to girl A's house through this village to meet her family. All these people were looking at me and judging me but not because she was young. They seemed like they were rural, traditional people from the past and I was an outsider. They didn't really trust me but they weren't hostile. We arrived at her house and I waited outside on the lawn while she went in to get her family to meet me. The front lawn was my grandparents front lawn but most of it was eroded away and the surface was not smooth. Girl B who had showed up and kissed me was there but had her focus not on me. She was dancing and looked ugly. Girl A came out of her house and we were hugging each other. She had the feel of my real life girlfriend. I liked her. A third girl suddenly drove her car into the front door. It was a girl that I volunteer with. She wasn't that upset that she did that.

1. Went disc golfing with my sister and started finding all the discs that I had recently lost. We played hole four and bombed them down to the river. When I got there, I wanted to look for my lost valkyrie. I was approached by some guys recruiting for their band, the vocalist was a friend of mine, but I told them I don't have any musical inclination. They said I either should be professional at disc golf or that there are a lot of "hot bishes" here with how often I come. They asked if I play piano and I said a little. My sister came down the stairs and attempted to throw and failed until I advised her differently.

2. There was a massive disaster at New York City and I was transported, along with many others, to a nearby shelter. When we got there, many were already injured. We were each put into little segments of office space. I was paired with a girl from the south. The leader of the aide came down the stairs and began to give a speech on equality and anti-segregation. The girl I was with attempted to burp but farted and I said "That's hot."

3. Hanging out with my friend. We walked past a setup of massive speakers and enormous sub-woofers. Supposedly Skrillex was going to be playing shortly. We went to his YouTube account to watch his music videos. Every single one was very choppy and looked laggy. Then my friend, Isaac, commented, calling Skrillex "Lag Hrimmexks" and it was immediately the top comment. I'm out of date on my memes.

1. Went to a new hookah store in my city. When I got there, my brother and everyone cool was there. My brother was getting a tattoo from the shisha lady and I checked out beef flavoured condoms. She really liked me and gave a discount that I could use the next time I came in.

2. At a pool for a hotel. The water was really warm but it was disgusting. I swam for a while and ran into a boy holding another younger boy. Some kids were picking on them, so I called them out. They wanted to fight so I came at them. They backed out and the boys thanked me.

3. At a friend's house in country when it began to snow. I decided to try and drive home. I encountered dozens and dozens of detours but went through them regardless. I drifted around every corner and eventually had to stop to be safe.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my mom, brother, and MK at a house that definitely didn't look like any I've lived in. I'm not even sure where we were, it felt like a mixture of my town now, a place in Oregon, and a desert.

Outside, the clouds were starting to get dark. I saw a particularly dark patch of clouds behind the house. I then saw something on the weather channel about how the storms that were coming had a history of producing tornadoes. And by having a history, they meant that the storms produced tornadoes years ago, at least that's how it felt in the dream. The storms had been around for a long time, just not in the area I was in.

I looked out the window at the sky, and couldn't tell if the darkest of the clouds was moving towards us or away from us. I thought they looked like they were moving mostly towards us, but not dead on. While trying to gauge this, an old man that had been standing beside me said that the clouds were moving towards us.

Then, off in the distance, I saw a pretty good sized tornado. It was pretty much staying in place as it twisted. I looked at it for a second to take it in, and briefly I saw it on a basketball court in someone's driveway with a basketball player? Anyway, I said to my mom and brother (MK wasn't there anymore)
"Tornado! We need to get in the shelter!"
So we started to go outside to the shelter. My mom and brother were in front of me as we walked out the door. I then remembered that my cat, Belle, was still in there.
"Wait! I have to get Belle!" I said.
I turned around and went back in the house to get Belle. The room I entered had all the lights turned off, and the carpet was navy blue. Belle was laying on the floor all stretched out as cats like to do. I scooped her up and went back out the door.

My mom and brother had left, and I had no idea where the shelter was. I started to walk up this very steep, grassy slope into a wooded area. I then noticed that Belle was no longer in my arms. I turned around, and she was a few feet in front of me. I started to go towards her, but she ran. I was calling after her, so scared I was going to lose her, when she ran into a black man and he bent down to pick her up.

Then, right before I woke up I had this weird image of a bunch of Middle Eastern people in a movie. As they spoke, (mostly) black glyphs appaeared over them, kind of like weird subtitles I suppose. I remember one glyph looking like an emblem of some sort; it was a circle with a big "S" in the middle, and it was embellished with wings and intricacies with some spots of red and blue in it. It was the beginning of a word.

Then, I was seeing a Middle Eastern news cast with the anchor at a desk outside with a horse mascot head on. Otherwise, he was wearing a suit, or something nice.

During/right after that last part, I was trying to remember the dream I had just had. It was really weird, like I was still kinda dreaming but I was still consciously trying to remember the tornado dream. Not sure how else to explain it...it was odd.

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I was in a dorm looking for an outfit to wear. Jake was with me. I was going through my closet, looking at what I had.

I am just a floating consciousness observing two adventurers run down an underground tunnel, something or a group of somethings is chasing them. another member of their party is looking for some sort of personal answers elsewhere in the cave. This party member stumbles upon a giant pink dragon/dinosaur (It just didn't have wings so I don't know what to classify it as) sitting casually as if in an armchair. It calmly explains exactly what the party member is searching for. Meanwhile the other members are arguing whether to take the boat on the underground river or try and hold off whatever is chasing them long enough for the third party member to reach them. I wake up before a resolution is made.

I was walking threw my current house in festus looking for JR. Behind me i hear the song JR wrote playing on a guitar. The music viberated like ive never felt before even in other dreams. I turned around exspecting JR and i see Amber playing the guitar instead. i then start singing the song to/with her.

I walked outside to the front porch looking at the flowers. The pink daisy flower had 4 flowers on it instead of 3. I then walked over to the fuscia seeds i had planted yesterday. I had them in one of those cardboard plant starters. I noticed they had started sprouting and i woke up.

I just remember jr walking by with a ciggerette in his mouth.


Notes: He had not been smoking for the last 6 months and the day after dreaming this i walked into his office and he was smoking.

I was in a green house with someone who was showing me plants. The one plant i remember visually was a catus. It looked like a flower in shape and had fractal looking skin.

I was walking threw a store with jr. Ive been to this store in dreams past. I then notice the jewlery and start looking at all the neat pieces. the one piece i recalled was a glass ring. it was shapped like a woman wearing a dress. Then Jr showed me a piece he noticed. I remember liking it better but not what it looked like.

Two dreams from last night ... Both of them pretty long, neither of them lucid. But they were pretty memorable and detailed, at least.

DREAM #1

Time: 1:05

I'm with my family. We're staying at a huge house in Cape Cod with really large windows. In part of the dream I have to sleep somewhere weird like on a chair in the kitchen. I wake up there and think it's the middle of the night, but then my mom is in the kitchen and tells me it's 7 AM. Everyone else in the family is in the living room, which is joined with the kitchen, watching TV.

Then there's a huge lightning storm outside. I stand next to Milo (my little brother), and we watch the storm. We can see the ocean from our house, and it's getting closer and closer. Waves start coming in under the door, and Milo starts screaming and freaking out. I keep yelling at him to calm down, but then I'm secretly worried that the house is going to collapse.

So we all run around the house for a while, admiring all the beautiful lightning outside, and stuff.

After the storm is over, my mom is telling us about how there's going to be a photography competition for people who took pictures during the storm. My sisters and I plan to go to the awards ceremony for this contest, because apparently there are going to be cute teenage boy photographers there or something.

I'm sitting on top of a large bouncy ball during this conversation. The ball has a map of the world on it, drawn in blue and white.

My dad walks in and hands me a really beat-up envelope with green Crayon drawings on it that I assume were drawn by Teddy (my other little brother). Inside is a letter telling me I got into Ithaca College. For some reason everyone in my family seems to find it hilarious. It's either because the letter is old or because it got sent really late, after I've already been through a year of college. Don't know. Anyway, I feel disappointed because I thought the letter would be something more important.

Side note: my sister woke me up from this dream asking if I was okay...apparently I was moving around a lot during the last 30 seconds of the dream or so, and she thought something was wrong with me. Ah haha.



DREAM #2

Time: ~7:30

I return to Hampshire (where I go to college). When I get there, none of my friends are living in the same hallway as me like they’re supposed to. So, everyone else is a complete stranger.

I go into one girl’s room. I sit on her bed with her. She has really curly brown hair. She asks me what I’ve been doing lately, and I tell her I’ve been doing a lot of writing and drawing.

No one else in our hallway is there, because apparently they’re all on “Project Runway” and are off designing clothes all day, and don’t come home until late at night.

The curly-haired girl and I decide to go to some party or something that’s going on. It’s this outdoor event where everybody is sitting at round, black tables on some kind of patio or something. There’s a guy giving a speech, and everyone gives me and the curly-haired girl mean looks because we walked in on the middle of the guy’s speech.

The girl and I sit down at a table. The guy giving the speech says that there should be a bowl of fruit at the center of our table, but the bowl on our table is empty. When I look around, I see that all the other tables have huge bowls of blueberries and strawberries on them. The curly-haired girl is very upset that we don’t have any fruit.

After that, I go to talk to my mom and Fiona (my sister) who are apparently also there. They’re standing next to this pile of what looks like Spanish rice, with tiny mussels in it. It looks really nasty, but my mom says we have to eat some of it. I pick up a handful and eat it, and discover that the mussels just kind of taste like black beans or something, so it actually tastes quite good. So, I keep eating the stuff. For some reason, as I’m eating I think about a time someone apparently told me that you could survive if you only ate three grapes a day––which I’m pretty sure is not true, but in the dream I’m like, “That’s such a fascinating fact!” Fiona is still reluctant to eat the rice, but she eats some of it anyway.

I decide I’m going to go make a sandwich, because apparently there are sandwich-making materials around. I have difficulty finding two pieces of bread, for some reason. The bread is kind of dark … whole wheat, I guess? I put several pieces of orange-colored cheese in the sandwich––and I want to find some turkey, but I can’t find any.

I find a row of fruit, and I’m excited because I decide I really want some fruit. There’s a different set of tongs for each kind of fruit. I want strawberries, but the strawberries don’t seem to have their own set of tongs––so I use the ones that are supposed to be for cheese. Some lady––who looks like my 11th-grade Chemistry teacher––comes up to me and starts yelling at me, saying I’ve made the strawberries taste like cheese or something. I also feel guilty because I realize that, if someone was allergic to strawberries, they can’t eat any cheese now.

I go to look for some coffee, and I find that there aren’t many coffee cups left. There’s this hippy-ish guy with a long, pale beard cleaning out all the coffee mugs in a sink, but he’s not doing a very careful job. He’s just kind of carelessly rinsing them out and putting them on the counter. I pick up a mug that he just rinsed out, and it still looks dirty. But the other mugs left are weirdly-shaped and I don’t want to use them.

And uh, that’s all I can remember.