non-lucid

i am with my friend in the jungle when we find this kind of old massive play ground going high into the trees, next thing i know we are on a very high bridge between two trees and for some reason my friend has a paper bag on his head. i look at the leaves in one of the trees and i can see a pair of eyes, evil eyes so i tell my friend he takes the paper bag off his head, looks at the eyes and jumps off the bridge without a scratch but im still to scared to because logic tells me he should have died. i am conflicted between weather i should risk the jump or deal with the evil eyes bu then they come out and it a tiger! i made my decided to jump and landed wih no harm bt the tger did the same then chased me into a corner and that was the end.

a few nghts later im back in the jungle with my friend and we are in a sort of base where we decided to climb the highest tree in the jungle to hide from the tiger. before we leave we stock our bag with chips and for some reason the tree hase no branches but we climb to the top easily. at the top it just stops as if someone sawed the rest off and there was only just enough room for both of us so we sat back to back and ate salt n viniger chips

This dream is so random. I don't even...

[COLOR="#483d8b"]I'm not entirely sure who was in this apartment with me, but it started out with me playing guitar for a bit. Then there were a bunch of my relatives sitting around, I think we were celebrating something. There was a cake, so it's not a lie after all. We all could suddenly hear the neighbours' 6 y/o daughter playing the piano (or trying to play it). Since it was late night, we were very surprised by that.
Someone from our group mentioned to relative E that I played guitar before. Her face was all D: cause she knew that I'd never agree to doing it again. Then Joey appeared out of nowhere and I hugged him :'D (I blame lurking senseless banter before napping, dat damn hugs thread).
Randomly, relatives Mt and Mn opened the neighbours' apartment's door and shoved someone from our group in there o__o.
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I use all those confusing code names, cause you guys don't need to know their real names xD. Same for some locations. And schools.

so all i remember was that my mouth was full of bees, so i ran to tell my perants, i tried to talk but i couldnt because my mouth was full of bees.

I had nice recall that morning, so I thought I'd post some dreams.

[COLOR="#483d8b"]I was in my old hometown, thinking of this meeting in the beach on Saturday. I think it was the beginning of the week. All I planned on taking with me, was my DJ.
So, Saturday came and we went for a walk with a few of my family members. It was sunny, but it had just stopped raining, I remember seeing the drops of water on the park benches. There was this old man, he couldn't sit down cause the benches were wet :D.
We were walking in the shade, there were big trees blocking the sunshine. I told mom that I'm going to that meeting now and she gave me a bus ticket that can be used 35 times. I took the bus to the beach and I went inside this dark, wooden hotel. The place felt really familiar, like I've been there thousands of times.
Three wooden steps went into the sand from the back door of the hotel, I wasn't wearing any shoes and the sand felt warm and nice. I saw a table in the middle of nothing, nobody was there. I walked to the table and thought that I really should've taken other things than the DJ as well.[/COLOR]

I took 10-15 pills of Melatonin last night (3mg each)

Lol, WOW....stop trying to get into a coma Link!!!

Anyway, slept like a baby, until I woke up 2 hours before the alarm was supposed to ring, and probably slept after I turned the alarm off too instead of staying up for a WBTB.

06.14.2012

Taxi (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside again, and I'm looking for some kind of transportation service, more specifically, a taxi. I believe I had the intention of heading to an apartment, probably to see the status of it.

I felt as if I was going to my apartment, but later on in the dream, it wasn't the one I'm renting now in waking life.

Anyway, I was in that cheapskate mentality and finding whatever service that was decent and not too much in terms of cost. I find that there's an Indian lady (she looked Indian) that was using her fancy white van as a taxi service.

The door opens, and there's a long green cloth over the dark gray passenger seat. I believe she had a baby behind the back, probably her own, and I guess I told her that I needed to go to a certain location.

She turns on the meter, and apparently, it's $6 per X amount of miles or something like that. I feel like I'm going to be ripped off, but seeing as I didn't really have a lot of time to think about that, I just went with it.

I eventually reach the area, and I think I only had to pay $6 bucks to get there, guess it wasn't so bad.....and I also think she was probably waiting for me somewhere further away from the apartment I'm going into (but not too far).

I go up a few stairs to enter the apartment complex, like the ones packed in together that you can see in most parts of New York. It seems the apartment that I'm looking for is to the left of me near the front section. There's a sign up that says that the Tenant has not paid their rent.

Wait...

I.....for some reason I felt that this was my apartment, but I know this can't be my apartment because it isn't like an indoors apartment

(You know, where there are rooms inside a building rather than individual doors being located outside, like a complex...even though I said I was heading for one before just now).

NEVER MIND, doesn't matter...

I call my father, and then I realize there's a dream fragment where my father had $3,000 withdrawn from his bank account.

I still wondered why I should care what happened in his account, because I was worried about my own account. Apparently, our accounts are temporarily linked together....sigh......

Now back to this dream, I'm calling him to see if the money was transferred back again, and he said "Yes."

Sigh....this means I'm going to have to go to the realtors or investors and tell them they made a mistake here......because I felt that I already paid the rent in this dream, even though it technically isn't my apartment, I just felt like it was.

So I was stressed out over nothing, but still believed it was my apartment. I get out of the building, go downstairs, and the Indian lady is probably expected that I need a ride to go to wherever it is that I'm going to...

Nope, I completely ignored her. She gets pissed that I don't need her taxi service, but she can't really do anything about it. She just flings her arms in anger and goes back to the vehicle to drive away.

I can't remember much after that.

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06.14.2012

Dark Knight Ingrid (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember the lady from the Dark Knight Ingrid Series sitting at the corner of walls that were white all over. She was wearing that black costume like she did in a certain episode *cough* Episode 4 *cough*.... >.>

I get close to her, and I have a feeling she has a few things to sell, weird vibe coming off from her. She looked like she was happy to see me, or maybe just had drugs injected to make her looked relaxed.

For some weird reason, while she's sitting down, I decided to sit on top of her large breasts and I looked down, and she's just looking up at me waiting for me to do something.

She's really doesn't mind me on top of her. Then I see a laptop is near her that looks like mine. I'm still on top her large breasts, and I think I open the laptop to check what's in it.

So much for a potential breast job....you choose the freaking laptop over an anime female.....

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06.14.2012

Counting (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Just a small fragment, I feel like it was associated with another dream that I most likely forgot.

Basically some guy was spelling out parts of a word to me, and expected me to repeat after him. I think I even used my fingers to count up, but didn't really pay attention to how many fingers I had in each hand.

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06.14.2012

Cute Blondes (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being outside, it's daytime, and the sky is blue without that many clouds showing.

I'm standing near the corner while a group of people are talking to each other, so I assumed I introduced myself to everyone else, and didn't have anything to contribute to whatever conversations they were engaging in.

Okay, no problem, just stand there and wait and see what happens next.

I also turn around a bit, and see an elderly Black man with glasses on. He has a beer belly, is wearing a dress shirt, and short pants. I believe he's a relative of whoever it is that is hosting the party, or maybe just a friend or neighbor.

Then another elderly man, dark-skinned as well, comes in to shake hands with everyone outside, seems he came off from work or somewhere. He was wearing a gray shirt, dark pants of some kind, and looked like he was giving off as much energy as he could to make it look like he's lively and positive towards shaking his hands with everyone outside.

Maybe that's just me....

I feel as if I'm holding a video camera at times, but maybe it's just because my vision may have been faulty a few times. Me and the group of random people I'm hanging out with are getting ready to go inside.

Guess everyone is tired of standing up, okay, I follow them inside, find myself a nice position to rest on the dark brown leather-ish sofa furniture. There was another furniture like it on the right that was perpendicular to it.

While I'm sitting down, it seems that more people are expected to come. To my right is some female with an average looking boyfriend/finance/husband whatever, and I'm mostly focusing on what's in front of me, and what's to the right of me most of the time in this dream.

The overall colors for this house are shades of brown, the flooring is either beige or light brown though, probably to show a bit of contrast compared to other elements of the house.

Anyway, two blondes are out by the door, and not the one where we came into from the back, it seems that this place is like a large apartment, because I can see other doors for other apartments while the two blondes were outside.

I believe one had a small cloth bandana on her head to probably prevent other regions of her hair from appearing in front of her. The other one had long hair hair as well, a little longer than the other one by maybe 5-6 inches.

This is the closest image I could find to somewhat describe how the freckled blonde looked like. Her face was a little paler, and her hair was little bit more bleached as well.

Both of them were wearing a short jacket that went all the way down halfway reaching to their waist, and both wore jeans and a shirt underneath, probably a gray shirt for both.

Hm................

The one with the bandana covering some of her hair in front was looking at me, and both of them were waiting for these two females talking to each other in front of them to finally realize they're in their way.

The one with the bandana continues looking at me....

Um...

Not like creepy gazing, just probably to glance to see who's inside, but it seems she's only fixated towards me. She's cute, not exactly the type to be drop dead gorgeous, but I think it's because of how she layered herself diluted my perception of how beautiful she really looked.

The other blonde girl with the longer hair, she was a little skinnier than the other one, but again, it's probably because the other one wore clothes that weren't as tight as the longer haired one.

The long haired blonde was just waiting to the side with her face in profile view. I guess she was probably being patient and was looking down on the floor until the women in front finally realized they're blocking their way into the room.

It was hard to tell if the long haired one had freckles and acne, or just a little acne. It wasn't too disturbing though, at least not after I coped with it for 10 seconds of gazing at her.

The two women in front of the opened door finally realize they're blocking the two blondes way from entering. They do the usual apology, and it seemed the long-haired blonde was the only one planning to come in. So I guess the clothed bandana blonde was just there to drop her off, but there's something that bothers me about the long haired blonde.

The other one was able to look at me with more confidence, while the other one folded her arms while looking at the side somewhere waiting, as if she was too shy to see who was inside, but at the same time, she looked like she would be the confident type of person based on her looks alone.

Seems I was right, she starts heading near the couple that was sitting to the right of me, and I assumed she was going to sit at the couch perpendicular from them. She gives the guy a fix on the forehead, and the same for his girlfriend/fiance/wife.

Nice save there kissing both at once.

Then she gets near me and kisses my forehead or cheek as well (probably the forehead because all I could see from this view was her legs until she retracted again to sit somewhere.

I look to the guy right the girlfriend/fiance/wife, and he's turning red. Seems he's more excited than I am that he got a kiss on the forehead from a cute blonde who's hair was slightly bleached as well.

I look at him weirdly, then looked at my wrist, seems I'm perfectly normal and not blushing as much as this guy. While he's smiling, trying to hold in the moment of being kissed on the forehead, he looks at me and has that "What?" expression on his visage.

He then has the audacity on how I wasn't as excited as he was when he was being kissed on the forehead with the blonde. And I believe he's interrupting someone else from talking too, because I heard abrupt pauses from a different sound source several times.

The guy pisses me off, but I just use a passive aggressive demeanor and basically ask him what he means by what he's trying to tell me. Sort of like a "Pardon me?" type of question.

Then he starts getting serious and essentially (paraphrasing here) declares that I wasn't as excited as he was, and even puts up his finger pointed upwards, and I already knew where he was going with this.

He was using his finger as a model for a penis, LMAO, then he bends the finger downwards to imply how I wasn't excited to meet the blonde. Then he indirectly calls me a degenerate......

"Wait, are you saying I'm a degenerate?"

(Both of us were mixing up the term with something else, but it seemed that since we were both a little hot headed at the time that it didn't matter....we knew what both of us meant).

I can't remember what happened next, other than me feeling slightly pissed off from this dude, and his wife/fiance/girlfriend isn't even saying anything about that matter on his rude behavior.

Here is a dream, nothing special.

I am with my friend, the setting is Near my grandma's house in Florida (the area is nothing like it is in waking life). My friend is like, "C'mon, let me show you this, it's going to be super funny!" I have no idea what he is going to do so I follow. He tampers with something at someones house and runs. He tells me to hide and points to a corner. I know that's a horrible spot to hide so I keep running. I find what is implied as my grandma's house (the one that doesn't live in Florida). I go inside the house to hide and my friend is already there. As we are hiding, an old guy (the one we "pranked") comes up to the house and is trying to get in. We lock all the doors and hide in the bathroom shower. After I think he is gone I look out the window and freak out because I see an old scary face. After I look again, I realize that it was just a mask on the ground. My friend and I decide it's time to go back to my other grandparent's house. We know we can't take the same road we took in because surely that guy would be waiting.

Instead we go out the back door and through a little brush area to get to another neighborhood complex. To get to the road of this complex, we need to go through some people's back yards. In their back yards there are tomb stones! We realize that it's terrible that we are walking over people's graves, but it's necessary. We come to the Neighborhood pool area. There are lot's of small pools, and a maze of fenced in walkways. We choose to take the one that looks like it's in the direction of my grandparent's house. We come to a cement stair case and there is that dream feeling that I am in Pensacola Florida. On the staircase I see a Facebook post made by someone I know... ON the stair... I take a picture of it so I can show her later.

We go up and down a bunch of stair cases and walkways and see a lot of weird and shady looking people. It leads us into a huge auto body shop. I asked someone if they could take us to *insert name I forget* Road. He says yes and tells us to follow him. We go through some more walkways and get to a field and a little junk pile. He kind of rummages around for a little while. I take notice that all over the floor there is potatoes, but they have those grass like onion tops on them. The guy keeps rummaging around and we just say never mind, we'll find our way back. We plan on retracing our steps, but we end up meeting with a bunch of people we know, where the dream gets fuzzy. The end.

Last night before going to sleep I was meditating quite a while before passing out. I remember waking up a few times a night, but not remembering any of my dreams. Each time I tried a different technique but to no avail.
This morning I woke up several times and the last time I woke up before I got out of bed 11.30 was somewhere around 9.30-9.45. I tried to WILD (for the first time, actually) but I do not remember if the attempt was succesful. When I woke up and got out of bed there was two things that happened that often tells me I have dreamed; I had a sense of having been somewhere else and I had an old song in the back of my head which I was constantly humming.

This was disappointing to me, as it always is when I do not remember dreams. However, I suspect that I did become lucid without remembering it, 'cause I have this nagging feeling of standing somewhere under a deep purple sky and saying to myself that this is a dream, but the thought/feeling is too fleeting to be categorized and proved. The problem I'm often having with my lucid dreams are that once I become lucid I can't keep control and a false awakening occurs, or I just lose all vividness and the dream continues on without me remembering it.

At least I have identified my own problems and are working to solve them.

Again I can only remember one dream for tonight. I do know that I had more, but silly me decided to try a WBTB instead of waking up and writing them down. Unfortunately the WBTB did not work for as far as noticed, and I am unable to recall the dreams as well. Loss-loss.

Anyway, to get back to the dream: it was focused around an old university professor of mine and a friend (RJ) and myself. RJ and me wanted to follow a course given on a university of applied sciences where RJ is studying but we were unsure of whether or not we would be allowed in. Because of that, we sent an e-mail to the professor who invited us to come almost straight away. Strange thing is, this professor could impossibly have worked at said institution because he works at the normal university and not at the one of applied sciences. This all happened very vast and we were in the classroom before I knew what was going on. This should have been something I could have picked up on, but I failed to do so.

The classroom was unlike anything they have in this university of applied sciences building. I am sure of that. It was an adapted form of part of a gym entrance where I sometimes train. You need to walk up a staircase and to your left and right are computers and workplaces, the computers had been removed and walls had been placed around the thing. The room was large and had several tables standing it in in a normal classroom formation. The strange thing was that the chairs were old and looked more like the chairs they used on my high school. RJ shot right past me and went to the back of the classroom, only to return with a chair that looked way better and actually resembled the chairs we use at the university. Finding this strange I looked at the table where we wanted to sit down and noticed that only one of those chairs was standing there, which in my mind explained RJ's behavior.

Now that we had the chairs, the next problem presented itself: what did we do with the old chairs? Even though I am sure (now that I think back) that the chairs could not be pushed under the table completely they could now all of a sudden. So we pushed them under the table until they came out under it on the other side. Even in the dream I found this somewhat strange, but thought nothing of it at the time.

The time of the lecture was not included in the dream, at least not that I can recall, and we were talking to the professor who asked us "So you were really interested in joining this course?" RJ replied and I remember thinking to myself that finally his tendency to chat up to lecturers had paid off. They chatted, and I woke up. Again, I did not get the waking up part but just found myself awake.

So I took a nap earlier and got some recall.

First was up on this bridge where we pulled,me and my bf. We noticed a couple of cats with their kittens.....of which we were like "derp da derp lets have more cats :O" lol so in the process of loading them all up into the backseat, our dog noni ran off. I went down do the area where some people where chilling underneath, kept callin outfor noni, only ended up having this wooden door slammed in my face by what looked like a bunch of druggy buff people

I didn't wanna leave but I didn't think we could do anything more. Ended putting me in another dream, I was in some convenience store and i felt some kind of threat from some other people. I guess I didn't see in parking so... I'd parked like.... right outside the front doors. Heard some chick say "white boy thinks he can park anywhere" so I just turned and stared her down until she turned her face. I went to take my leave. Once I was in the care, all I can remember is being in a dark room and someone all of a sudden coming in, i thought they were someone trying to attack me so i made the first move, and they made movements that made me think they were trained as they just tangled me up then slammed me up against something, I then recall waking up on the table with one of them displaying a nice rather close to my face.

I thought that honestly I didn't care, but at the same time that if i said anything they'd likely end me right there, for all I knew they'd just caught there most recent snuff victim. I woke up though and decided to leave it alone to dream later. Day I become lucid these dreams will either no longer happen, or i'm gonna be entertained stopping them; likely just gonna watch everything till whatever going on acts upon me.

To which for each hand laid on me, I will not be moved, I will stand, look down at their hand, grab it with my own and smile at them. They will not know why I was not moved, and why, after I man handle them like the dreamer should to dc, why I just walked away, or decided to throw them through each wall between where I stood and mile whichever way I decide to try my hand at competitive bitch toss. Either way I'll likely keep it short n sweet.

I've had a lot on my hands lately, and haven't given much thought to dreaming. I only remember a couple of dreams from the past week.

First

There is blue, and I decide to make it the sky. I fly over the earth and look down on it. It looks plastic, painted on. I decide on a spot and fly down. I wish to meet a guide there.

There is a man and a woman. The woman is around my age and the man is a bit older. He is explaining things and we are listening. I don't really get anything new out of it.

This relates to a sense that I'm having at the moment, of moving forward quickly and effortlessly, and not getting anywhere.

Second

Back as a University student, waiting for the time to go to a lecture, playing a game with some friends.

I was sitting at my Grandparents house when they all looked at me and started screaming at me to get a job and someone chimmed in that i was a CNA which im not but thank god for that DC or it would of been an annoying dream. Me and my ex then went outside to smoke with her sister and we were walking up a hill when her mom and dad came storming out of the condo doors yelling at eachother and throwing punches at eachother and they got into there car and smashed into the condo mail boxes and drove off. I was then at a rotary next to my house and i was trying to get across it as fast as possible but in my left eye i could see a little kid riding a tricycle wearing a turtle helmet and there was incoming traffic >.>. On the other side of the rotary i could see a bunch of giant sprawling white apartments that seemed to be connected by rope bridges. I remember getting to the apartments and seeing someone in all black walking towards me and i freaked out and started running up through the apartments and running past random DC's and finally i got to the top of one of them and found a room that my dad was in and he was playing virtual reality skyrim and he didnt understand what the Companions where and kept calling them demons when they were actually werewolves and then i could see the werewolves running across one of the bridges to a door. I walked over to the door to see what was inside of it and When i got into it i saw a bunch of junk except a very nice looking cotton candy looking machine which i thought i could make some quick cash off of. I brought the machine down to a street corner and began selling cotton candy and redbulls and when i opened the hatch to the machine meatwad from ATHF was inside. Some obese man also walked upto me asking for the biggest redbull i had and when i looked we had like 42oz redbulls which kinda made me worried for the guy. I was then in a mental institue and i know this because there were jail cell looking doors and i was with the attractive ladies from Sucker punch and the walls were all white. They were throwing waterballoons that on impact would explode into a firey explosion. The weird part to was my old bestfriend dan was on the guards side and the way we fought was kinda like final fantasy which was kinda interesting. The best move my friend dan had was knocking over some barstool looking chairs hahah. I was then in my basement and my grandma handed me the housephone and said it was for me and when i looked it said it was from layfette which i have no clue where that is and it turned out to be my other grandma and she was wishing me a merry xmas which didnt make sense. My ex then woke me up and said i was sleep talking but i fell back asleep instantly and was then infront of a Bar with an alley on the side with a dim light above a door so i walked over to it and then was inside the bar where i was swiftly kicked out by a mexican woman that reminded me of a girl from my school

I'm at my hometown. There's a greedy politician. I was (or we were) observing her, walking along the park, pointing at plants and stuff, with a few people.

I'm at home. The color is predominantly yellow. I was arranging a fan to hit us properly.

I'm inside a comfort room, using the toilet, and washing myself down.

The dream started off with me at my ex gf's house and I remember house sitting for her with my dad and i was hiding redbulls around her house for no reason 0.o. I was waiting for her to get home from school at 2:30pm but then it was instantly 6:30 pm and i was furious so i searched for my redbull and left. Then i was walking downa street with a gas station on the right of me and I looked down at my redbull to find out its turned into an almost exploding canister of Co2 and i freaked out and threw it...sadly towards the gas station...I then being really scared thinking it was going to explode ran backwards as fast as i could but i barely could and this is weird cause i started zig zagging and im actually pretty fast at running backwards. After a small pop i ran over to the gas station to see it only broke a window in the basement to my relief -_- it then started snowing and i was on a bike trying to trek it through when a pack of rabid foxes with glowing red eyes tryed biting my ankles but i kept them at bay. The dream instantly transfered to me being at a Sandpit with 2 older people a man and a woman and we were sorrounded by woods and a few houses and theyre were some weird noises coming from the woods but it wasnt really scaring me. and old man walked out from one of the houses and the lady i was with said "he wont help you if you get hurt" and i didnt really think anything of it. After this i was in the middle of some town with brick buildings all around me and all of a sudden a car did a barrel roll into one of the builidngs causing minimal damage but when i looked closer i could see the cast of its always sunny scurring out from the wreckage of the building xD

Color-coding: Non-lucid, Semi-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]
Bold text indicates a “dream within a dream,” meaning any dream scenes that followed after I dreamed of falling asleep

I wake up in my current bedroom. I can hear the couple who lives downstairs in the master bedroom arguing. The woman says something like, “I have to get up now and get ready for work!” I can't sleep with them arguing, so I decide, “Okay, I guess I'm up for the day now, too.” I get up and start trying to take a shower, but the hot water keeps turning cold because the woman downstairs is taking a shower at the same time. After I'm done, I'm still feeling so sleepy that I decide to go back to bed and try to get some good sleep while I still can. It's still only 4:15 AM, after all. So I get back into bed and go to sleep.

[All of the above paragraph was a completely convincing false awakening that I failed to catch. I've never heard the couple in question argue like that, plus, in the dream, the residents of the master bedroom were the parents of the girl who actually lives there in real life, and I thought nothing of it. :/]

I'm visiting EM and SM's house in Omaha [something I did in real life recently]. It's morning, and we're all getting ready to leave the house for the day. They have a gigantic, elaborate house [way bigger, fancier, and more high-tech than their real house]. While we're in the kitchen, SM says something like, “You haven't had a chance to eat today.” I answer, “I know. That's why I always keep bananas in stock.” I show her that I'm carrying a banana with me, which I intend to eat for breakfast. SM has an eyepatch over her left eye socket, with a cool outer-space vista on it. It's embedded into her skin, and I can see muscles twitching underneath it. It's kind of creepy.

We get outside the front door when I realize that I don't have any shoes on. I say to EM, “Could you unlock the door for me, so I can get back into the house? I'm not wearing shoes, only socks.”

EM takes out a door key and uses it to unlock a lock in a wall, which opens the front door. “The front door” consists of a zig-zagging wall of metal panels that cross a wide, concrete courtyard. The panels that are parallel to the house swing open, toward the house, when the key is turned; they're the doors. I go into the house and run up the stairs to the room where I'm staying, to get my shoes.

When I come back outside, I find SM sitting on something in the middle of the tall, light-green grass on the wide front lawn, waiting for me. She doesn't have her eyepatch anymore; both of her eyes are normal. [This is the case in real life.]

“Wait just a ding-danged minute here...” I say. This discrepancy has caused me to begin to suspect that none of this is real. To test whether I'm dreaming, I turn to face a low rock wall nearby and start walking toward it, willing myself to pass through it intangibly [something I know very well that I can do in dreams]. I find that I can't pass through it; I just bump into it normally. In the moments that follow, I'm very acutely and vividly aware of the world around me, of my own self-consciousness, and of the fact that I'm not sure whether I'm awake or dreaming at this very moment. [I finally started watching the TV series Awake a few nights ago, and this is what the protagonist experiences all the time, a fact which is reiterated at the beginning of episodes 2 and 3. That is so cool, that I got to experience that personally in one of my own dreams! ]

After another moment or two, I do realize that I am dreaming. [I don't remember specifically how or why.] By definition, that means that I am getting some good sleep now, I reflect gratefully. I smile and decide to enjoy myself here while I'm getting that restorative sleep I needed so much.

As usual, all I want to do is explore the dream world, so I start flying up and away from the house. I see SM's car driving away below me, and wave goodbye to her. From up here, I can see the entire city spread out below me, covering the gently rolling hills like a blanket, and it's very beautiful. It's also very windy up there. I think to myself: I've got brains in my head, I've got feet in my shoes, I've got levitation powers in my mind. I can steer myself any direction I choose. [This is a reference to the Dr. Seuss book Oh, the Places You'll Go!, from which one of my contacts in Omaha read a passage to a graduating class while I was there. Hmm. No idea why I thought of them as “levitation powers” instead of “flight powers.”] I try to fly into the wind, which is coming from my left, but can't find the strength to fight against it. I decide to fly with it instead. I think, Why not? When you're going bicycling, you'll probably choose to ride with the wind, if you have a choice.

I end up flying through a neighborhood filled with lots of cute little houses that line narrow, old, little streets that wind around every which way. [Just like in the real Omaha, or, at least, the neighborhood where EM and SM live.] Every front yard has big, tropical-rainforest-looking trees in it that reach across the street, forming the beginnings of a canopy, but not a very thick one. There are exotic, tropical birds in every tree. [Um... not at all like in the real Omaha. ] I fly along, following the streets and admiring the beauty all around me.

[Dreamskip - I don't remember getting from one locale to the other.] I'm still in Omaha, but now I'm in a gigantic, elaborate, multi-story library and bookstore. It has lots of glass walls and ceilings that let in the sunlight, and they're arranged in a square geometric pattern, just like this library. It's filled with lots and lots of shelves of books, and there are plenty of people walking around. I'm still flying to get around, instead of walking. I fly up from one level to another, in search of the section where the most popular books are kept. I want to check one of those books out, but I don't have a library card yet, so I'm limited to buying it. I definitely intend to get a library card when I move there, though. [True in real life, too.]

When I get to that section, I land and start walking. I'm looking for the second book in a series I'm reading. I have to think about it to remember which one it is. It's not the Twilight series; it's the Hunger Games series. [Which I haven't even started reading in real life, but I would like to.] I look through the neat, white, bright shelves and find the book I'm looking for. I pick it up and start walking away with it, reading it. There's a computer kiosk that beeps at me as I walk by. I look on the screen, and it has a written message directed at me, chastising me for cracking the spine on my book. Doing so somehow disrupted the operation of a pacemaker of somebody in the immediate vicinity. [I don't recall seeing that somebody there, though.]

I continue exploring the library, and decide I want to go down one floor, but I don't want to fly because there are lots of people around, and I generally try to avoid using any of my dream powers when there are people around to see me. [Yes, they are just DCs, but I always think like that in my lucid dreams anyway. I don't know why, but I do.] I see a wide, steep, carpet-covered ramp leading down to the level below me, and decide to roll down it.

[Dreamskip. I'm not 100% certain that I was still aware that I was dreaming in this scene, but I may have been.] I'm walking along a city street and see a restaurant that is closed. I'm disappointed to discover this, because it had belonged to my friends. I wander through it, looking at all the debris left in the abandoned building. I walk to a side entrance and go out through the patio, where I see that people have begun seating themselves at the patio tables. I realize that they must have seen me walking around inside the restaurant, assumed it was open, and sat down. I feel bad about it, but I start telling them, “Sorry, it's closed.” They get up and leave.

[Side notes: Heh. I love how my subconscious has turned Omaha into this perfect tropical paradise with an awesome library, a place where everything I saw around me was incredibly cool and gave me nothing but happiness and joy. Omaha really does have a gigantic central library, although it doesn't have that cool architectural design. That part came directly from the library at UC San Diego. I didn't go to school there, but EM did - a fact which I had consciously forgotten about until I told my mom about this dream later in the day. Hmm. Omaha also has a zoo that I didn't actually see, but that everyone tells me is pretty awesome. Okay, subconscious, I get the message: Don't give up on Omaha yet. You may still be able to find happiness there.]