non-lucid

When a exiting a store with Robert (my sig. other) and our 7-year-old daughter, Nikola, she wanders off as we take notice of a tall slender man down in the parking lot, randomly shooting at people with a shot gun. We scream to Nikola to come here and she runs and gets to me, we both lie down on the ground to avoid shots, only to look up and see him standing a few feet away pointing the gun at both of us. Just as he's about to shoot, Robert pulls out a shot gun and starts firing at him. I roll with Nikola down a nearby hill, run down the street and to a outdoor food court. I sit on the ground with Nikola. I am in shock and shaking uncontrollably, unable to speak. I then hear that it has ended. So reluctantly get up and walk up the street toward the store. There are police everywhere. It's now raining. I approach an officer directing traffic. I ask "Is he alive?". The look on his face tells me no. He says "It wasn't from gunshot." then he is distracted and the feeling of total loss and devastation for Nikola and I is overwhelming. Then I wake up.

C&C inspired fight.
I don't know exactly where the dream started but I was busy issuing orders to my facilities to produce heavy weaponry, one part of the map where I was on most of the time was looking a lot like some sort of huge kitchen. All the units were colored in silver-blue and they were shaped really complex and interesting, I remember running between a few bases always wondering why there are no units, thinking they might've been destroyed already.

Boss sliding:
It was a really long dream. It started with me being in some kind of presentation hall of this strange school but I don't really care and get going out of there together with some classmate. I immediately started to slide, gliding across the floor in slow and smooth movements, but picking up quite some speed. The building is colored in a strange gray, most walls and all floors are tiled. Eventually we come across a very strange and complex bath complex, it had some kind of water seats which were also equipped with plants, it apparently was a girls bath but they were already gone so I took a minute or two to explore it. Then I started sliding again and did it faster than before, damaging a bit of school equipment on my way.

Spoiler for "Defeating" a pushy girl (Strong Sexual Content):

I was in the 1st person perspective, however I wasn't myself but rather was I playing some unknown dude, who went to some school. So as this dude I was walking through some strange outdoor complex and there is this really pushy girl, we stop in some kind of half concealed bathroom around a dozen corners and after a little bit of talk I decide to give in and have sex with her. I sit down without pants and she also gets rid of her bottom clothes, but as she starts to sit down on my lap I cum after only being pushed halfway inside of her and I feel myself awfully vividly filling her up to the brim, apparently strong enough satisfy her without further movement. But rather than just to satisfy it seemed to be so intense she was kind of "defeated" as I saw the dude (now in 3rd person) the next day in school happily claiming that he is responsible that the girl looks so horribly tired.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It is a warm summer day and I am visiting the lake. I knowthat I’m looking for someone I know but I can’t seem to spot anyone familiar asI stand upon the top of a set of stone steps. I am surrounded by beach goersand people who look like they belong at a lodge.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Unlike most lakes this one is located on the back of theelementary school nearby. Descending a few steps from the parking area bringsme to the water level and along a sidewalk running the length of the back ofthe school building. In the sidewalk is a metal grate which provides accessunder the building as well as ventilation for the underside of the school.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A family of rather obese people arrives, prepared to swimand frolic and I step closer to the brick wall to allow them passage. They donot walk past me but instead drop their belongings and plop down in front ofme, blocking the sidewalk to all passersby. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can’t help but stare at the old grandmother in the group.She is sitting in a low lawn chair and is wearing something that exposes herhideously fat belly. Her fat is so monstrous that odd silvery lines are allover her stomach, and I wonder how those lines could have formed. It appears tome that her belly is covered with fat crystals, though this seems unlikely.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman is having a rather animated conversation with herson-in-law and she is talking about the fat reduction surgery she had. This iswhen she places her hands under her belly and lifts the giant fat flab I hadpresumed was her enormous stomach. In reality her belly wasn’t as monstrouslyfat as I had believed. The crystal-looking lines were folds in her skin and itwas clear that she must have had something like 80 pounds of fat sucked out ofher stomach, leaving the excess skin clinging loosely to her midsection.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Now I was repulsed in a new way, and I turned around toavoid staring. I looked out over the lake and enjoyed the bright sunny view. Anumber of people were doing something with balloons but I couldn’t figure outwhat.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned back around when some noise caught my attention.The family was strapping in to large balloons and flying up into the air. Eventhe old flabby grandmother was attached to a large white balloon that allowedher to stay in her lawn chair. She shouted,”WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”as she rose into the air. I couldn’t believe she was flying.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The balloons bounced up and down, bringing the people highin the air and then down to water level, before bouncing up again. It was anodd sight. Most of the people had a small or average sized-balloon. The oldgrandmother had a balloon at least 4 times bigger than anyone else’s. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Someone behind me flicked a cigarette at me and told me tothrow it up at the balloon. The cigarette was wet but I decided to throw itanyway. I certainly didn’t want it clinging to my skin. It flew a few feet fromme and landed in the water with an anticlimactic splash.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My disappointment at failing to properly throw the cigarettewas short-lived as Patrick Stewart waded up to me and told me he wasdisappointed in me for throwing cigarettes at the balloons. He told me that itwas both unsafe and littering, and I should be ashamed of myself. I tried toexplain to him that the cigarette wasn’t lit and was already soaked with waterbut he would not listen to me. I felt bad. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Patrick Stewart was dressed as he appeared when visitingRisa, the pleasure planet in STTNG. His white shorts were just visible over thewater line and he sported a white shirt with buttons, open to reveal his tannedchest. It was clear he had been spending a lot of time in the sun and wanted toenjoy himself.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I walked away from this part of the lake along a wide opencourtyard, tiled with small colored bricks, towards a small one-story buildingat the farthest point of the property. The colored tiles made a picture on the ground, similar to a scene fromCoraline. I didn’t give it much thought but it did look neat.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the small building was a cabana-style room, a place torest and get out of the sun. There was no glass in the windows and the adobewalls were painted white, as though the building used to have some otherpurpose. It was not a pretty building.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not finding what I was looking for, I stepped out of thebuilding and looked up to see Jean Grey from X-Men. She told me she had heard Iwas behaving badly and she needed to put me in time-out. “Nothing personal,”she said, frowning. “You just need to spend a little time put away.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I didn’t like the tone of her voice. It sounded way moreserious than necessary for any crime I had committed. She raised some kind ofwand or stick and I backed up into the small house. As I stared at herwondering why this was happening she closed the doors and latched them somehowbefore walking away.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I worried that I would spend hours in this building. Itcertainly wasn’t much to look at. A candle sat on a small table providinglight, though it should have been bright from the mid-day sun. Outside thewindow I could see and hear children playing and I wanted to be out. Instead Isat down.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Hardly a moment later some of the children opened the doorsand let me out of my prison. I was baffled that I had been locked up in astructure that could be opened by young children. I knew better than to hangaround waiting to be re-imprisoned so I hurriedly walked out and back acrossthe courtyard. There was no sign of Jean Grey or any of the other people I hadencountered.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I continued walking right into the school building that wasadjacent to the lake, walking with purpose and a quick step. Passing straighton through I walked out the front doors and onto the sidewalk leading from thefront of the building. Off to my right was a woman with dark curly hair,bending down and talking to several children. As she stood up and hurried thechildren off to some errand I recognized her as my friend A, someone who Inormally trusted. It appeared as though she was telling the children to performsome devious action, something she would get caught doing herself. I stood andwatched, waiting to see events unfold.[/FONT][/SIZE][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT]
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I'm in some kind of room that resembles a skatepark, but there's no ramps people are throwing little kiddy light up shoe around--except people are throwing it like a Frisbee, and it's flying like a Frisbee. I don't know how I missed that reality check, but whatever. So people start throwing it around, it turns into some kind of sport that has teams. I feel like I should've written a longer journal during the initial recall, because I know I'm missing a lot now. I remembered all of it when I woke up.

05.09.2012

Fun with Rulers (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in the English Pre-AP/K-level class I was in my freshmen year of High School. The teacher was the same as well, tall blonde guy. Let's call him Mr. A.

While everyone is sitting in actual seats in class, I'm in front listening to everyone, but I don't think they really mind me just sitting there. I'm not even sure if they saw me.

While Mr. A is trying to read some stuff to the class (he's sitting down on a chair between some rows of students) and there's this Asian girl who speaks....well, ASIAN, and the Asian guy in front of her was mimicking her.

Mr. A looks at him, and the guy immediately quiets down, and he continues reading more random information to the class, and then the Asian girl started to get annoying, and the teacher looks at her to make her quiet down as well. After he's done talking, I think I'm on the right side of class this time, and he comes up to me and hands me a survey.

Wait....what? I take it, and I start filling out some of the Teacher Evaluation questions. Then I started to get lazy and marked "B" for everything (B was the second positive answer you could pick, and he was a cool teacher my freshmen year as well).

I give it to him, and then I see some people turning some assignment. Oh crap.....

I go check to see what it was, and it seems pretty simple, just make a simple bar graph with a ruler.

Boy was I wrong.....

I get a light green transparent ruler, and one random sheet. I was being stupid, and I made a X and Y axes on a bar graph that was already made. I had difficulty making a straight light, and I swear the ruler was shifting in form or something, not by a lot, but just enough to make me question what's wrong with the ruler.

I ditched using that sheet, and I get a blank one, I tried making two straight lines come together for another graph set-up, but again, still having trouble making straight lines. Then I looked to Mr. A about the situation, and he said I need to complete the assignment now because it's due today.

I start panicking (STOP PANIC!), I can't make a fucking graph for freaking sake!!!!

I started to scream at Mr. A for making me do an assignment when I'm not even part of the class.

Lmaoo....xD

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05.09.2012

Fajitas (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm going inside a fast food place, and I decide to get some Fajitas, don't know how I can get Fajitas at a store that sells mostly burgers, fries, basic stuff. This isn't a Hispanic Restuarant link.......

I go up to the cash register person, and they say it'll cost $7.56..screw that. I tell them, "Oh, never mind..."

I go outside, and there's some kind of dance fest or soemthing where one person stands on some symbol on the ground, and start busting some moves. People were watching one guy that was closer to me than the one further away.

I guess he was trying to have sex with the air, because all he did was do pelvic thrusts and humping the air along with weird snake like dancing.

I go into a random house, apparently it's mine, and before I go in, I see two dogs near the set of stairs I'm on. I try to get their attention, and they get closer to me, then I see a lady come in the hallway, and she sees what I'm doing. I close the door, but I know the lady is going to come and knock on the door to ask what happened.

I forgot what I said, but after we talked, I closed the door and she goes on her way.

I went to my fiancé's family's house, and they had a Korean horse. I used to horseback ride when I was young, so I took the horse out and hopped on it. It wasn't wearing a saddle, it only had a bridle and no reins. I was comfortable when the horse was trotting, but then it began galloping. I tried to make the horse stop with commands and by pulling on the mane, but the horse was having none of that. The horse leaped up into the air. It jumped much higher than any of the houses or powerlines. I clutched onto the mane, hoping to stay on the horse. The horse continued jumping several more times, and time seemed to slow down when we were high in the sky. Eventually the horse was satisfied and I scrambled off of it.

My fiancé suddenly had a little sister, and she was having her first period. She was very uncomfortable. Her father was trying to hand her a tampon, and I told him that a pad would probably be better to use in the beginning. The father and sister left to go work out the pad issue, and I saw my pet pig, Hamlet, in the house. Hamlet had been transported all the way to Australia for me! He was contained in a ferret playpen. Hamlet seemed to have mixed feelings about seeing me, I'd try to pet him but he kept nipping at my fingertips.

I started reading a book, and it documented conversations between my fiancé's little sister, and the little sister's real life older sister. First they were discussing periods. Then the real older sister brought up lucid dreams out of the blue and related it to periods.

#1
I’d been killed, though I don’t know how. I was wandering round the car park of a warehouse/school building as a ghost. I kept following people but nobody could see me.

#2
I was in a block of houses, still as a ghost. No idea where I was going.

#3
I was now wearing a pretty silver and blue necklace that allowed people to see where I was (I was still a ghost). I was hanging out with the Torchwood gang who appeared to be pulling Jack along on a wooden sled in a small forested area. They were talking to me but I can’t remember what was said.

#4
I was jogging up and down the stairs of a school/office block. I kept doing my best to not be seen.

#5
A short, portly kid with black hair was following me around on a school field. At one point he hugged me. I think I was trying to help him with something.

I was in a large blue and white hospital room, visiting my best friend Tony DiNozzo from NCIS. He was sick with pneumonic plague but didn't actually appear to be ill.

He was sat up in bed conversing jovially with myself and Abby and had a big smile on his face.

Eventually I went home to get one of my books - a novelisation of the NCIS episode 'SWAK' - with every intention of reading it until I bumped into my mum outside a small restaurant in town. She was sat at a white plastic table with a drink in front of her.

"Hey, how’s Tony?" I asked.

"He looked very pale", Mum replied. "Ready to go?"

"Let me say goodbye to Tony first", I said and darted off to the hospital again.

I thought I knew the way to his room but the halls, rooms and corridors were like a maze and didn't recognise anything. I was completely lost.

"Can I help you?" a woman behind a reception desk asked as I wondered past.

"I'm looking for my friend's room", I told her. "He's got Pneumonic Plague".

"I can take you there", said a man from the hall.

He led me around the hospital until we came across a section that I remembered.

"Thanks, but I can get there from here", I said and wandered off on my own.

I was soon lost again and had ended up back at the hospital entrance. For some reason Macaulay Culkin was sat there at the age he'd been in the film 'Home Alone'.

"What's up?" I asked casually.

"There's a bomb in the hospital!" he replied. "We've got to get out!"

And the next thing I knew I was running for my life. I'd managed to get a few meters from the hospital when the bomb went off and destroyed the reception area. Then a second one destroyed the middle of the building.

"TONY!" I screamed, running desperately around the chain-link fence that had sprung up around the hospital to find a way in.

Suddenly a third and final bomb exploded, taking out the back of the hospital. Tony's room had been somewhere near there.

"TONY!" I shouted again and managed to find an opening that granted me entrance.

Considering three bombs had gone off within the hospital it was in remarkable condition. The power was down and a thin, brownish smoke hung in the air but apart from that everything looked ok.

I finally made it to Tony. The room was completely wrecked but somehow his bed had made it intact and he was lying on top of it in a comatose state which I assumed was because of the plague. There was also a man there - the same one who'd directed me around the hospital earlier.

"Watch out, he's going to kill you!" my brother yelled, appearing out of thin air and shooting the guy in the head.

He fell down and his face was revealed to be mask, hiding away his true identity. I knew him from somewhere but couldn't quite place him and I woke up before I could work it out.

I was on my block, with bars and clubs, and my sister was there. We were dressed up, going out. I was dressed in the pink and black I wore several years ago on Halloween.
I couldn't find her, with a group that was moving around. Then she appeared in someone's vehicle, drunk or something.

Then it was daytime, and an enormous group of colorful balloons with ribbons and streamers appeared, and lowered down to me. I grabbed them by the ribbons, and pulled them along behind me.
I went through a gate with point tips, and they all popped.

I'm toasting bread and notice that notice that we have almost ran out. I decide to bake tomorrow and open the freezer to get the root for the bread. There is another bag of bread that I had forgotten, so I take it out instead and don't need to bake tomorrow.

#Dream 1
I'm in some room with my friends. It seems that we are in a school and are working on a technical drawing. One of my friends curses sometimes, because he doesn't get the lines right. We then go outside and are in a shopping mall. We decide to go to a grocery store to get something to eat. We look around and see a store called 'Red'. We take a shopping cart and buy more things than we need.

#Dream 2 (fragment)
I'm getting off a train and go outside the station. A car stops and I see my uncle. He asks me, why I didn't say anything, I could've driven with him.

I didn't sleep well last night, and the dreams I had weren't an escape like usual, but more stressful situations.

Dream One: I'm at my mother in laws house. Her Christmas tree is in the middle of the doorway. I think this an odd place for it, but she tells me that's the only place she could put it because she didn't have an extension cord. I think we start arguing about something but I don't remember what, and I walk out. Outside I'm walking up the road and run across a teenage kid playing basket ball. I ask him to take me to someone (or maybe he offers to take me, it's fuzzy) He leads me up the road, then we turn left at a stop sign, then go up a hill. At the top of the hill I recognize the place and that there should be stoplights across the road. Instead of stoplights though, there are basket ball goals hanging from the wires, and the kid tries to shoot from half way down the hill. I freak out thinking his ball could hit a car since we can't see what's coming over the top of the hill yet. He tells me to "chillax" and then keeps playing. I run to the top of the hill, and see there's no traffic. Then I see that waiting for me on top of the hill is someone. I don't even remember who, just that I was really happy to see them and gave them a hug and felt like everything was going to be ok... then I woke up.

Dream Two: I'm at the grocery store trying to figure out what kind of special Dinner I can make for my husband. I have absolutely no clue what I can make that would be special, and now I can't even remember what the special occasion was. Eventually, I decide I'm going to try to make lobster since in The Sims that's one of the best "fanciest" dishes you can make. I buy two lobsters, and I get in the car. I notice the lobsters make my hands stink like fish, and I'm grossed out wondering if this is really such a good idea. Then I realize I don't even know how to cook the things, and call my bff who actually has some sort of culinary degree (but I think hers is in pastries and cakes, not fish, lmao) in hopes that she will be able to walk me through it. When I start talking to her on the phone, I remember that my husband is allergic to shell fish, and I think Lobster is some sort of shellfish because it looks similar to shrimp and he's allergic to shrimp as well. I have a mental break down in the car because I have these stinky lobsters that I don't even know how to cook, and now I realize I've wasted money on them because we can't eat them after all and I don't know what to do with them now or what I'm going to make for this special dinner.

Dream Three: I'm going to the movies to see the new Disney movie coming out, Brave, with my kids. When we get there, the tickets are like $20 a piece, and it's crazy! But then we end up getting extra stuff with our tickets, like free water bottles and stuff because the movie is like a drinking game? When the movie starts, it's more like a play because the characters are breaking the fourth wall the whole time, and complaining about how our water bottles aren't right and just won't work for this game! The bottles keep leaking, and everyone's getting sticky and wet, and it's very annoying. I get up to leave, but somehow that makes the dream shift so that I become Merida, the main character, and the queen is telling me to run because the villagers want to cut my magic hair (yup, a Tangled reference there) I spend the next few minutes of the dream running from this crazy, 3 foot tall old lady with scraggly red hair who's chasing me with a glowing blue knife trying to cut my hair. I manage to trick her by opening the door to a stairway and she thinks I ran down the stairs. While she's trying to run after me she trips and falls (doesn't get hurt though!) and gets the knife lodged into the wall. I run up and yank the knife out of the wall, and it becomes a spatula? then I tell her my hair is magic and can't be cut and attempt to cut it myself with the spatula. Instead of cutting, it burns and smells and feels horrible. Everyone is all upset over the chase through the castle and my pretty hair being singed. I wake up

I woke up three hours earlier than normal, and it took me forever to fall asleep last night. I'm pretty upset because I live in NC and Amendment one passed last night. It's likely to affect a bunch of my friends gay and straight. I've just been fretting over it all night, and not able to relax. I'm hoping that being extra sleepy will help me sleep better tonight.

i was in a desert landscape, the golden sand and green cacti with a few roaming tumble weeds crash into a man-made parking lot pad with. i walk up to this pad and watch a few people working on a vehicle. at that moment i decide i am going to build a personal flight machine. i walk up and converse with the person that seemed to be the leader of the group and we conversed sadly, i do not know what we conversed about. from this point forward i had his help. the first thing i needed was lift and so i look in my hand and i am holding a small mass of balloons. as i tie them around my waist i feel lighter in weight, people begin walking toward me and depositing balloons on my waist until i nearly have enough to lift my entire weight. the next thing i needed was propulsion with a slight amount of lift. i look down and i see a large piece of Polystyrene on the ground fit to serve as wings. another thing i needed was a strap to hold it all together, i look at the excess ribbon from the balloons and wonder if that would work, i try and pull it together and tie a knot but there simply wasn't enough. i notice a man with a plastic bag in his hand, i see how the straps on the bag are the right dimension, i tell this man of my efforts and he jettisons the bag onto the ground with the words "here ya go" my flight machine is almost complete, i take it off for final assembly and the addition of landing gear, i had in mind a large makeshift parachute. it was getting close to night so we begin work on the landing hardware. set up as a tent it would serve as shelter for the night. i stand in a separate room with another person awaiting the completion of my device. i also recognize that Bruce Banner is helping the process in the workroom. there is one hole in the ground that ts the entrance to a small recently dug-out tunnel. i parsimoniously hear thunder and see a flash of light in the hole and imagine that a lightning struck the ground outside and traveled into the empty underground space. the other person says "Gamma radiation" several more lightning strikes occur in the hole. the other person and i jump into the hole in between strikes as i say he wont follow us where he will get eletricuted. we run down the tunnel and emerge behind the tent facility, we then began to run up a large hill. loose rocks and sand working against us we some how manage to make it most of the way up in a timely fashion, at this pint there is a concrete wall, we begin scaling it and when we get over there is a building waiting. this building we run into, it had many large windows and concrete walls. people appear at one of the windows with a gun, i yell out the fact that they are there, in great contrast at this point i slowly drift out of the dream and my eyes open.

And again it wasn't directly from awareness, but as I expected I'm getting constantly closer to be able to do that as well.

Everything started with me hearing some music (it was inspired from Eisenfunk), it still was very basic but kept progressing and I saw some simple moving patterns as well. I immediately snapped back into being fully aware but that didn't interrupt anything, I just let the music progress and try to stay still, waiting for stuff to happen. The music became more complex, but the patterns vanished, quite a few seconds later I started to see some greenish patterns, so I focused on what it was and tried to make the picture clearer, with success.

I am lying on the second floor of some kind of open building, the ground is a certain type of greenish roof, a little bit dusty, old and also somewhat bumpy. Since I'm lying on my sidethe ground covers half of my vision, in the other half I see a part of the structure I'm in and a little bit of the sky. I feel that the time has come to move since I'm deep enough within the dream, so I slowly get up. I thought a second about whether I'm dreaming for sure but conclude I don't even need an RC to be sure.

Now that I'm standing I focus a short moment on stabilizing and raising my awareness, than I immediately start summoning the WSS, this time it consists of 6 Pillars, which are however really small (they look a bit like huge Q-tips). They connect to each other creating a ring of light. I seem to be unsatisfied however and constantly try to summon a better one, I use the already existing ones and some strange type of energy but without real success, on my second try the energy I try to send into the sky comes down as something paper-like. Some stuff happened and I know that I made a reality check before I lost lucidity.

I'm getting somewhat pulled into the progress of the dream, it involved eating some potato sticks and apparently me possessing some small dog, using the speaker system of the building I was talking to someone about these things (don't remember it that well). There was also a part involving some kind of skill evaluation with a game, don't know if it was at this part of the dream but since I wasn't lucid then as well I'll just throw it here.

Then someone was speaking to me about the WSS I was trying to improve, and said maybe I should check my eyes, and that he could do it, for some reason I was fine with it but I told him to apply the lucidity visor first, then I woke up however.

Starting with this entry I will make some notes on each lucid dream on how to improve myself and what I could've done better or what I forgot.

Spoiler for Improvement Notes:

Progress throughout the WILD was good - remember
Totally forgot about trying to get into contact with my dream guide - bad
Immediately stabilized and applied the WSS - good
Wasted time with trying to improve the result of the WSS - bad (it's only a ritual to tighten the mental connection to the dream)
Getting distracted by strange occurrences and losing lucidity - very bad
Remembering the lucidity visor - good
Suddenly waking up due to not stabilizing (as well as the "to be removed" schema) - bad
Had only medium control and though to much about what I can do instead of doing it - bad

Not much to report. My daughter slept with me so I got very little sleep. I only remember fragments of dreams (mostly political) and making square pies. I tried to focus on how my body feels when it's falling asleep. Maybe try to experience SP. But all I felt were god vibrations in my limbs. It was nice. Would've been nicer if I didn't move everytime it happened.

The head buzzing stops when I'm relaxed/sleeping. But comes back upon awakening or thinking about it. I was able to move the energy from left to right and front to back of my head. But I didn't like how it felt at the top. It feels like my crown chakra is open when I focus the energy on my crown. That isn't the norm for me. Maybe I'll do a chakra balancing meditation or quick reiki session to see if that has an effect.