non-lucid

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

I had a long drunken night due to the fact I wanted something to eat and nothing was open...well nothing except McDonald's. Ugh!

I'm at my house and my brother tells me Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is outside. I go outside and greet him and he blows in my face and tells me his name or something. My brother said he did that to everyone he met for the first time. I couldn't help but think "this guy really looks like my old paster instead", but I was too busy scratching my arm. There was something under my skin buried beneath the epidermis.

Guess I'll rip it open and hope for the best later right? As I cut my way into my skin with my own nails I'm reminded of how much this sucks. Finally there's a slit opened and I pull the object out. It's a chicken nugget. I though about eating it for a split second and quickly threw it away. I observed pocket like loose skin and looked at the stuff underneath. It didn't look too deep. Hopefully it'll be alright.

Church.

My uncle tells me that I don't have to go to some event for church and I think nothing of it untill my pops tells me he drove all the way to New York for nothing. He's upset at me like I was supposed to tell him something.

I'm at someone's house talking to a girl about what happened. Her kid starts playing with me and droplets of water hit me while he's talking. I told him not to spit on me and walked off. Those same droplets kept hitting me everywhere I went, and when I looked up, I realizes there was a black cloud over my head raining on me. Following me. I went back to the kid and apologized and explained that the personal cloud was responsible. (recall gets fuzzy)

I remember taking something out of my mouth and putting it on the ground. It looked like this strange frog I saw that was dying in RL. Damnit! I hope it's not poisonous. I rushed to the bathroom and washed my lips, while making sure none of the water got in my mouth. It only touched my lips. When I went for another handfull of water, the sink kept peices of flesh. I looked at the mirror and noticed my lips had been burned. I saw myself convulse.....wait I didn't do that, just my reflection. Wtf

Skatepark.

I gain low level lucidity at the skatepark and land a 540 to backside backslide. Law (from VGH) is there and I challenge him to a game of skate. Loser, has to leave the park permanently. He bails his first two attempts and practically gives up. Meanwhile I'm flirting with a girl who seems like she's torn between me and Bruce Willis. A very strange conversation that wouldn't make any sense even if I remembered it takes place and I get up and get ready for my trick, but I woke up.

A friend of mine, me and Batman (who is terribly sick) are sitting by the table buring a cloudy day in my old house. Suddenly there is a call to arms from the radio because of an undead attack, so my friend and me lift batman (who is not currently capable of walking) and we carry him to the place where we plan to make our stand - just in front of the main doors. Once there we feel very optimistic and we put on our own Batman´s costumes. Suddenly something goes terribly wrong and the optimism fades instantly as I see the shocked face of my friend who cant stop staring at the real Batman. I feel confused and I quickly look at the Dark Knight too. His eyes arent moving ... he is dead! Optimism is replaced by hopelessnes, and I slowly put down my mask and let it freely fall on the Hero´s chest followed by my gloves. Panic fills our hearts as we hear the undead (they look exactly like World of Warcraft ghouls) getting closer to the house and my friend runs to the bathroom to hide hoping the ghouls wont notice him. Iam aware that hiding wont work and we might only survive by fighting them off, so I reach him, grab his hand and tell him that he´s doing a nonsense and we must get to the kitchen to arm ourselves with some knives at least. In the moment we storm out of the bathroom, a group of ghouls is already marching in and slowly filling the building. At this point a strong feeling of courage makes me feel very confident, so I shout out and run my way to the dishes closet. The battle starts and the dream fades away ...

Last night was upsetting for me, for several different reasons. The one that will affect this entry the most is the fact that while I could recall several fragments when I woke up, I didn't take notes right away and choose instead to go to the bathroom first. In the five minutes it took me to get back in bed, I had forgotten all but one. I'm truly sure the reason the one dream stuck with me was because it was so upsetting to me.

Dream: The begging of the dream I'm in a school of some sort, as part of a class. The teacher is very upset with a student, and decides we're going to take a class trip to that students parents house so she can speak to the student in question. The students house turns out to be across the street and it's actually a thrift shop that my mom took me to recently. Now's where the dream gets clearer and I figure the meaning of it is probably at. I'm walking through this thrift shop, and I'm struck with two thoughts. The first being that I loved this place the first time I visited it because it's full of all kinds of random stuff and hidden treasures. The second thought it that it's so cluttered the way the booths are set up for individual people rather than having all the merch arranged by what it is. I feel annoyed that I might see books or dvds in twenty different booths rather than seeing them all in the same place. Both are things I thought of when I was at this store the first time in waking life as well (I've never been to a consignment shop like that before, lol) Then I feel a mental tugging to my left, and I feel like I should go that way. Part of me is worried about breaking from the group and getting in trouble like the student who's parents we came to see, but then part of me is intensely curious. When I think of the student in trouble, I feel very repulsed and hateful towards them. I feel like being in trouble makes them lesser people, and even go as far as to think of them being trash and that I don't want to be associated with someone like that and I don't want to get in trouble and have people think that way about me. But then that tugging is familiar, there's always a reason for that mental tugging "Go this way" feeling and I hate to ignore it because I know whatever it is will be worth it. I look towards that direction, and see nothing, but then I look back at the class that's starting to walk off, and I decide my curiosity is getting the best of me and I need to go that way. I start walking the direction of the pull, and I see a door. I don't know why I go through it, but I do. I step through the door to the outside, and then the is quickly shut behind me, and I look up to see a guy who's taller than me but what else he looked like I can't remember now. My knees get weak and I find myself half falling half sitting quickly on the ground leaning against the door. I feel an overwhelming sense of sadness. I suddenly realize how horrible I had been to think badly of the person who was in trouble, even though I didn't even know why they were in trouble or even if the teacher really had a right to be angry. I realize that I was just behaving how the group was because I was in the group, and how I had almost let being part of the group keep me from following my own path to this door. The guy kneels down by me, He stays to my left side, but wraps his arms around me and holds me against his chest. I think I started crying, but I was trying not to so it wasn't huge sobs, but just tears leaking out of my eyes. The guy tells me that the student who was in trouble was Shane's sibling, and that the parent the teacher was looking for was Shane's mom. If I wasn't crying before, I was then.

((Not part of the dream, but important to the meaning I'm sure. Shane was my best guy friend in high school. He was one of those people who would do anything to make you happy. The first time I met him, he just walked up to me at my locker one day when I was having a horrible day, and he says, "Look what I can do!" Then bashed his head HARD against my locker, laughed, and walked off. I'm sure it hurt, but it just made me feel so much happier, knowing that someone I didn't know noticed I was having a bad day and went to so much trouble to make me laugh. I noticed that he'd do it to other people too, but where as I smiled and appreciated the effort to make me smile, most people got disgusted looks on their faces or just ignored him completely. Eventually he moved on to grabbing me in the hallway for random hugs and messing up my hair. We didn't interact much in person except for those random moments, but we talked online for hours. It wasn't like flirting, he had a girl friend he'd been with for four years and was hopelessly in love with her which ultimately lead to his death in my senior year.He was like the older NICE brother I never had. Then when his girlfriend left him for another guy, he sped off to change her mind. He took a turn way too fast and now he's gone.))

Back to the dream, I felt even worse knowing I had let the "group mind" control the way I was treating someone, especially when I realized that the student in trouble was probably in trouble for being misunderstood rather than having actually done anything to hurt anyone. Shane was often in trouble, but all the things I saw him get in trouble for were things that he did to make others smile, he never hurt anyone. I start to say I didn't know and I wish I'd done something instead of going along with everyone else. The guy tells me it's ok, that this isn't really the students home anyways. He tells me that's ok, and I got away so everything will be ok now. Then he tells me we need to leave, and I notice my kids are there. They've been standing quietly by the wall the whole time and I was so self absorbed thinking about how horrible I was that I didn't even notice. This makes me feel bad again, but I decide to just push it aside because I can't change that I didn't notice them, what I can change is if I continue to ignore them or if I step out of my self absorption and give them the attention they deserve. The guy takes my son's hand, and starts hurrying across the street behind the store. I pick up my daughter and follow him. When we get to the sidewalk on the other side of the street, I set my daughter down, and the guy tells me that he has to go the other way to take care of something else, but not to worry, he'll meet up with me again later. I seem to understand that I need to take the kids somewhere safe where they won't be effected by the group mind like I was, and start to take them to the left. My son gets upset and starts crying, he wants to go right with the guy. He jerks his hand out of mine, and runs back towards the guy. I pick up my daughter and run after him. He's crying into the guys legs, and I wake up.

I'm feeling a combination of depressed and useless right now. I feel like I should be doing something, like I'm supposed to be doing something, but I can't figure out what. Anxiety I guess is the right word. Like I'm wasting my time and not doing what I'm supposed to be... but I don't even know what it is I'm supposed to be doing! Also missing Shane right now, and looking at myself trying to figure out how much of "me" is really ME and how much is just me going along with others. This is one of those dreams that has a HUGE impact on my waking life as well.

i am in the guest room with my triops tank and i am modifying it my moving the separator, there are no triops in it, (this tank has been victim to a clear slime in real life that prevents eggs from hatching.) here the dream fades and i wake, roll over and go back to sleep.) i now see my house on a mine craft server and i am breaking leaves with my hand near the tree farm. (i then wake up and get out of bed)

Late in the morning hours, the street of a dangerous city is left alone. I'm standing right in front of a house on the side of this narrow street and watch as I listen to the silent winds blow. I'm staring at the backyard of a house and imagine what it would be like to kill someone or something. I leaned against a wall and just thought of what it would be like to murder a cat or a dog. I knew of the consequences and knew I would go to prison and be on the news. I kept on staring at the front gate of the other house in the backyard. All of sudden, I decided to turn around and notice something strangely different. The street. The street was very messy and there was trash everywhere! I looked around some more and noticed that there was no one in site to bother, until I found some one sitting in front of a table. This is when I started the attack. It was an old lady and I stared at her for a while and finally decided to go in for the kill and wonder what it would feel like to kill someone very quietly. I slowly walked across the street behind her and right before I was about to slash her through, she started to run away. I quickly ran faster and finally caught up to her and stab her with the object I had in my hand(not sure what it was). But then I noticed something else. There were a crowd of people coming towards me. They were all scared to see me actually kill someone. But as I stabbed her, I kept on stabbing her until she died. After a while of doing this, I stopped and ran away. By the way, I don't know why I dreamed of doing this.

This is a strange one. I dreamed that my husband and I were having some work done on the back of our house. He had hired two guys to do most of the work. One of them was an older, short and kind of stocky man from Mexico. He apparently had a crush on me and liked to follow me around. Nighttime came, and my husband and I were getting ready for bed. The workers were supposed to have left much earlier. I was turning out the lights in the kitchen when I saw someone move outside the window. I shut off the lights immediately and ran to hide in the front part of the house. It looked like the worker with the crush, but why was he there so late? Suddenly, I heard footsteps. He had gotten in the house somehow! I hid in a small bed and covered myself with blankets. Surely he couldn't see me or know I was there in the dark. The footsteps got closer and closer and louder. Finally, I could tell he was in the room with me. I was near panic. I was could tell he was close by, and I was afraid he would try to restrain me. My heart was pounding. I wanted to scream so my husband could hear me, but no sound would come out. He kissed my ear instead.

I woke up immediately from this dream and sat up in bed. To my horror, there was someone standing beside my bed! I thought it was a home invasion. I jumped so hard and grabbed my husband with both arms. For once, he did not wake up. The figure looked like a tall and rather thin young man. He jumped back when I moved and appeared to be rather cowed, as if he had not meant to frighten me. We stared at each other for what seemed like a long while. It was dark, but I could see his form, just not his face. Then he faded away like mist. It was about 2:30 am. My heart pounded for awhile after this. My chest hurt like I was going to have a heart attack.

Perhaps my brain was slow to regain consciousness and my dream was pasted over reality somehow? If this was so, then why did the man change from how he looked in the dream? Why was I able to stare at him for so long? Or he could have been a ghostly visitor perhaps, and my brain made up the dream as a result of his visit?

Went to a neighbors house. The husband was installing sheets of styrofoam as insulation. But he was going over board. Every wall floor and ceiling. He was in the attic cutting and laying thick. Sheet I was interested in the attic part. I was watching from the lower part. Their kids were playing and the wife was there. I felt awkward just standing there so I started a conversation with the wife. Normal chit chat. she told me about the sacks or foam rubber hanging from the ceiling as added insulation. I look up and thing it looks aweful but keep an open mind. she said it was really helpful because they eat in this room. I look to the left and see a bar and stools at a open window and a kitchen beyond that.

2) I am taking my son (who isn't born yet) Riley to his first football camp/practice. we are in wrong place. I get the car stuck in mud. son asked for help. "calipers ". I have no tires but I drive anyway.

3) I am someone else. I am with a friend and we are old rocker. we had a band. we jam together (can't remember the song) I was the Singer. we talk about going to six flags. He says he has some stuff to do first. I say it doesn't matter. He says it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. I ask him what he means. He said he was talking about King City.

Date: 24/06/2012
Place: Friend's sofa
Time of getting into bed: 3.02am

Dream 1 - Not sure weather lucid or not.....
I am really unsure about this dream. Could anyone tell me weather it was lucid or not?

In my dream, I am counting my fingers as a RC. I have 5 fingers so figure it must be real, however I don't trust it, and keep counting, over and over. Eventually, I stare at my hands and an extra finger appears. Thinking 'I must be lucid' I then plug my nose and can breathe. However unlike LDs I have had before, I don't think I fully comprehend that I am dreaming. I am in my old bedroom in my mums house, but I think that this is normal, and it is my current bedroom. I climb out of bed and my mum's dog runs into the room, happy to see me. He jumps and licks me, very excited! I fuss him a little bit, give him some cuddles then take him out the room because I am worried he will wake my partner who is sleeping. Outside, I get on my knees and rub the carpet, trying to stabilize myself. The carpet is mint green. The dream has no danger of fading, but that's because it doesn't feel real, it feels like a dream. I now stand and think for a moment, I am unsure what I want to do now I am lucid. I decide to fly, as everyone raves about how good it is. I leap out of the window bravely, which is my old hallway window in my childhood house (long since been bricked up) I plummet towards the concrete floor below, but shut my eyes and say 'I can fly' and I sweep back into the sky just in time. I fly a bit, singing to myself, then dive down a chimney to see what I will find. I enter a 'Xmas' type themed area, with Xmas trees, presents, etc etc. I tell myself that was obvious, of couse I will associate Xmas with chimneys cos that's where santa goes. I started singing again and find my voice is perfect, although the song is cheesy and lame. I wake up, because my partner is moving in the bed next to me. Once I am awake, my partner offers me some cheese. I tell him about my LD and he tells me it's because I ate cheese before bed. I eat some more (it's got breadcrumbs on it) and my best friend is also in bed with us. We laugh for a while about my LD, and then I wake up for real because my friend's cat jumps on my head. Was this a FA?

I actually doubt weather I really knew I was dreaming, or if I was dreaming about myself being lucid, and didn't really know I was not there. If that makes sense. It felt like a regular dream.

Dream 2 - Non Lucid dream

My notes are rather bad. They basically say:

''Water gun fight - fighting someone in a dream... drive by car and squirt?''

I don't remember anything.

Dream 3 - Non Lucid dream

I am robin from Batman and Robin. I am watching something, or someone. Either training or as part of a job. I go through some sort of test / task, and get put to sleep. I am not struggling, but letting them put me to sleep. The person doing it is an older man, nice to me, although I get the feeling he is going to do something to me while I am asleep that he shouldn't. Possibly sexual. Later on I have awoken, and I am in plain clothes on the london underground tube. I may be part of a secret operation.


***NOTEWORTHY***
LUCID DREAM - I don't know??!!!
FALSE AWAKENING??
HUGE Batman / Robin fan

Date: 24/06/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 3.37am

Dream 1 - Non Lucid dream - 5.23am
I have just written 'dream forgotten...' in my DJ

Dream 2 - Non Lucid dream

I am staying with a friend in their parent's motorhome. Their parents are present too. The motor home is small, and filled to the top with junk, like a hoarder. Not rubbish, but items and household wares. The bed I am supposed to be sleeping in missing, and after some searching it is found out that another 'child' staying here broke it, and then sent it away to be fixed.

***NOTEWORTHY***
Bad dream recall - too much partying?? Not enough sleep??
Friend's mum does have a motorhome

Date: 23/06/2012
Place: Friend's bed
Time of getting into bed: 3.28am
500ml monster energy drink during day

Dream 1 - Non Lucid dream

I am looking after my mum's house while she is away somewhere. We are sat in the garden with friends, having a small party / gathering. I know it needs to be tidy when she gets home, so I go around cleaning. I find crisps all over the place, and start to panic that the soil has not been 'turned.'

Dream 2 - Non Lucid dream

I am driving up the street which is close to my mum's house, in a large, yellow saloon-type car. (Like a Ford Scorpio) Someone nearby shoots me while I am driving, I hear the bullets rip through the car.

Dream 3 - Non Lucid dream

I am playing a game, but I swap places with the person upstairs who is also playing the game. I am pretty drunk, and spill my drink (Coke) onto a friend's bed which is a white, knitted style blanket. I do try to clean it up with my hand. People make jokes about me but I laugh along. Someone is laying on the bed while I did this.

WILD attempt

As I wake I decide to try and WILD. I get pretty close but I struggle with the actual transition, it seems I am laying for ages, and when I do suddenly feel a passing into SP (tingling and swaying) I 'jump' or 'shock' awake. Occasionally my body breathes in fast, like a gasp, and I feel my head throw itself backwards but this jolts me awake. Annoying. Maybe too much noise / not doing it correctly. I decide to get up anyway and feel very jumpy, shaky and jittery. A little strange at first but it goes away. I did however discover that after being very relaxed and ready, if I roll my eyes backwards and concentrate on my brain, just above my eyes, I can force my body into a weird, sleep-like state. It almost feels like I am there but I just can't push myself over the edge into a LD.

***NOTEWORTHY***
WILD attempt - rolling eyes
I can't drive
I recently had a party in someone else's mums house while they were on holiday

26.06.2012

A New Phone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in what looked like my churchh's courtyard. After some party or something there, Mike walked past me on the way out. I turned around and told him goodbye. He said, "See you later." Then he stopped. He then turned around and said something to me but I can't remember what it was. Instead of him leaving, we both walked to some sort of store.

Mike told me that he was looking for a new phone, and he knew where to find the best phones in that store. We walked all the way to the back to what looked like a medicine isle. I looked up and saw a white cord dangling form over the top of the isle.

It looked like a grey phone cord. He picked it up and then pulled on it. A small box that was attached to the cord emerged. He picked it up and held it, eyeing it. Then he gave it to me. "What do you think?" He asked.

I looked at the box. On the box was a picture that showed about six boxes side by side. In only the first two were things written in. One talked about some new phone, the other talked about a Go-phone.
"I don't know." I said. Then the dream ended.

26.06.2012

Why so mean? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in someone's house. We were there for some sort of reception. I remember a lot of kids playing around. My friend E was there. For some reason she wasn't being very nice to me. She was all hostile and wouldn't really talk to me.

I decided to talk to her, but she would just say these really short answers.

I can't really remember what happened, but we were sitting at some sort of booth in the house. Those kids were still all around us, being annoying.

I have just sold 2 of these seeds on the internet and it the whole dream is about my effort to ship it in the morning
First, I am going to some atelier to visit my friends or perhaps I work there. When I get there, there is Anna and Elham and some other people. They have some dogs there. Its a night time and I realise, that I didn't take with me the ER seeds that I need to ship tomorrow morning. For a moment I thought I just ship it the next day, but I cannot stand the thought of it. So I decide to leave and to get them. Then one of the dogs which looks like Husky just starts playing with me. I am politely pushing it away excusing myself that I have to leave. The dog is still jumping around and then jumps on my and I go on the floor. He starts running around like crazy, playing and particularly focused on my crotch. I am wearing jeans. I am laughing as its tickling me and I force my legs together. The dog keeps tickling me with its paw right on my balls!! I am laughing my ass off as its so ticklish as I am crawling on the floor trying to get away from it. Then I manage somehow and head home. I am walking at night.

Then, I realise that I have them in Czech, and that I need to get there somehow. I as Barbara E if she can drive me there. She agrees and we heading there. I remember that during the dream I actually forget few times to take the seeds from the place I am going to collect hem. Then I have to come back. When we drive to Czech, I know that I gave the seeds to George and that he hid them at his grand parents house. At one point when we drive away from the place where I needed to collect them and I realise that I don't have them. I tell Barbara to wait that I will run back. The road is really funny, made of big stones and my running on it is pathetic. I see Barbara turning the car around and collecting me. We get there and I come to talk to them. They bring me the bag with seeds and the grandpa is telling me that if I want to plant them, I should do it somewhere far from the house. I look at the seeds and two of them are cracked and one of them is already having small root coming out of it. Grandpa says that it is very aggressive plant and that it takes over everything. "It will even damage electrical wires in the ground if its near" he says. I am pretty surprised by this comment.
I get back to the car and suggest that I will drive. Barbara looks at "driketa" and says that that house is newly renovated. I offer to drive around so she can see. For some reason I decide to drive up George's garden and also across Hubner's one. I drive slowly not to do any damage. The we get in front of the Driketa. It still looks like an old house, but there are some futuristic glass parts on it, as if green house or observatory. I look around as I see some people there. There is my cousin Marcela with her husband Lada, and he has gun. I am surprised that they are there together as they are divorced. There is also the owner of the house which I don't know. He doesn't look very pleasant.
I see my nephew there playing. I look at the house and on the left there is a fire place. It is in the glass part. Above it is something that looks like a well polished small model of locomotive and above it are some tanks. It is all connected with well polished bronze pipes. I assume that it is some kind of steam engine. I follow the pipes with my eyes and I see on the right of the house, there is the owner sitting in front of some mechanical control panel. He holds a control manual, on which are circles of different colours organised to some kind of tree, by which one determines what to do with the engine. He looks at it and then comes down to FV or FL final circle. The man then moves control stick of the steam engine to FL or FV option. I think that it is quite primitive and dangerous. I then ask if I can invite Barbara so she can see the place as she is very interested in it. They agree. Barbara come and we stay just for a moment and then we jump back in the car and I drive back to UK. I am surprised how skilful driver I am even though the steering wheel is on the other side. We are driving X5 the whole time. I think Christopher is also in the car.

I had a dream with a buddy of mine from highschool and were at this old guys house in the middle of no where and hes blind and for some reason we kill him but some how hes still alive in a veggie state so we leave in my friends car and then I some how know hes drunk, its dark out and were driving through forests, I thought we would crash or something because once in a while i'll have a dream where I fly out of a moving car.

I was thinking of creating a topic on favorite and worst time travel movies/entertainment and I guess I had some bleed over.

There was a girl telling about a movie in the 50s that sounded like it was pretty awesome except for the ending. Due to time constraints the producer forced them to cut it short.

Later I'm at at school and a is there; she's practicing cheer leader moves and I asked her if she wanted to work on some stunts (little something I learned from being the high school mascot). She started talking about something and I was partially tuning her out and waiting on a yes or no.