non-lucid

i just remember having a dream about Tiffany and Diana.....the first and next to last girl i've been with. I think tiff and I were just going over the good old days and playing with each other. Diana on the other hand was out for sex....but something was stopping it. I think it was me.

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I was in school (Which is becoming an extremely common sign in my dreams nowadays) in recess, and no one in my class really wanted to go to next period, geography, so we all decided to go to an empty classroom in the school underground area that nobody ever walks past, let alone goes into. We all came in and sat on chairs around tables, except a close friend of mine, who sat behind us on the floor. I was in the last row of all the tables. Noone bothered turning on the lights to the room. At the front of the room, in the right corner, was a large Box-Styled TV (those old ones that harrdly anyone uses nowadays...but my family does -.- ). We watched lots of movies, and it was extremely fun and we were all cracking jokes and laughing. The dream felt extremely real, and I was 100% positive it was real life as everything was going the way it was meant to. Until I realised there were some weird things happening. First of all, we watched dozens of movies, and each was hours long, to the point where school would have finished by then. At this thought, my Mum suddenly rushed into the room, gave me random red glowing earphones, and rushed back out. This caused me to forget about the doubt in my mind temporarily, and a friend of mine changed the channel to "A Bug's Life". I watched a part of it (3 seconds) and then realised that we had a test for Geography that day ( I was remembering a previous dream (something I do OFTEN!) here where I had a geography test the next day ) and was sure that if so many people were not in class, my teacher'd be VERY suspicious. I counted the people there three times, and every time I counted, there was a different number of poeple. This made me think something reall weird was up. And then the dumbest thing in the world happened. My friend (one I don't talk to much) talked with his old voice (one that he had pre-puberty), but quickly changed it back to normal. This caused me to do a reality check. I first tried the finger-through-palm thing, but before completely doing it, I remembered it isn't 100% realiable, so I just "accepted" I was in a dream, and "expected" someone to change the channel to a blank pink screen. It happened immediately, and I became Lucid! I was extremely excited, as this was the first lucid dream where I was thinking the way I would in the waking-world, and it was an extremely vivid and clear dream. I first decided to see if I could change a friend into a rabbit (Not exactly into a rabbit, but I'm using Rabbit here because I can't explain what I REALLY was turning him into), and it failed disappointed, I turned around and the scene changed. I was in my living room with a laptop in front of me. I tried to make my friend appear again so I could try and work on my "Creating from thin air" skills in lucid deams, but, while I was turning around "expecting" himto appear in front of me, my sister called my name really loudly and woke me up

I was in a resort. It reminds me of Balai Isabel. It was night. There are some people. Abner was there. We were talking.

Next day. Morning. A plaza of sort. School. Abner was about to be hanged. Not sure why. I felt regret.

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Vesterguard's Dream(s)

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

27-08-11 Lying in a bed looking up seeing a completely black lizard crawling down towards me. I try and shake it away, but it lands in the back and I become a bit frightened. Not scared, more like you would fear a bee or wasp.

Besides I don't want to crush it accidentally while lying in bed. I stand up and shake my bed sheets but I can't seem to find it. There are two pairs of socks lying in the bed and I wonder if it has gone in there.
…

I am in a garden at a picnic table talking to some people. There are maybe 3-5 people there, one being a woman to my right I believe.

The main part of the communication takes place between me and one of the twins across the table. He looks fairly young with a slight Hispanic look and with black curly hair to shoulder length or longer.

We are talking about our dreams, I think I am talking about what happened in mine when he interrupts and says “It's all right she is not coming” to which I reply “Sorry, but that doesn't really mean anything to me”

Note: I will here provide the details of previous dreams as this particular conversation actually led to recall of previous dreams that I had forgotten. I mean I have been awake and remembered nothing, but this conversation though only bringing up some parts of the other dreams made me remember them (weirdness!)

1: I start talking about my Jesus dream, where Jesus sort of becomes Moses and the entire “lead my people out of Egypt” gets an action revamp.

First off Jesus gets a leash on, and he is sort of trapped and his entire people is down a well (a deep and wide one of the kind). Jesus doesn't give a crap about anything but hitting the bottom of that well, so he jumps, the audience left with a slither of hope that he has attained enough power to survive the fall, as he doesn't seem to have mastered flight yet!

He hits a couple of steps of the ladder leading up the well (some particular hits look like they would shatter vertebra of normal mortal men), but Jesus doesn't seem to care.

Montage ending, he has led his people out and is now building a tree house with two nature experts for his people while I hold him on a leash and talk to a woman on the bottom.

2: A dream about my Aunt. She is cleaning my room, while I am lying in the bed trying to fall asleep. I tell her that I have recently cleaned the place though I am sure that I haven't been as thorough as she is.

I push the bed a bit from the wall to look for... ehhhm... embarrassing tissues =P and realise that it won't be all that bad seeing, as I am not actually sleeping in my bed.

I get out and help her and in particular I am interested in why she is cleaning the plants. She has one of those spray flasks for cleaning and she splashes it all over the plants, and I am sure they won't appreciate all the chemicals in it. So I reason it must be just water.

I go and start spraying another plant that has a fine layer of white material over the dirt. She gets annoyed and explains that this is called “Sundt” (Healthy) and shouldn't be watered all that much.

3: A voice that asks if my grandmother has had her milk yet, she has. I decide to then take a bottle of chocolate milk out of the fridge. I see a half full one and decide to take that. The first bottle out is new, so I figure the angle must have been changed and I look again for the half full one and find it.

I open it and drink it and it tastes sour, a bit like I would imagine urine to taste like. Besides that when I look at the lid it has transformed into a lid resembling a Ben and Jerry's lid.

The conversation leads on up until the point where I logically feel (sounds absurd I know) the best sentence to use next would be “She is not coming”.

Now I am standing on a bridge and the twins are on the ground still looking at me.

I turn around and think “What the fuck!?” (Did I actually just relay my previous dreams, in a dream and discover myself still in one, by retelling the opening sentence of the conversation? DUDE!?!?)

I check my hand and sure enough there are 6 fingers. Sweet.

I look around and are taken aback by the beauty of the garden. There is a little stream running through the middle of it and up on the right hand side there are flower beds with yellow/orange flowers in them.

Above that I see some white houses with dark brown wooden roof tops in the distance. The light would indicate that it is noon and sunny.

I walk around for a bit stunned by the vividness of the garden and the tranquil atmosphere. I see a grey haired woman walking along the path next to the stream and I shout out for her (thinking of it it may have been a soundless shout).

I do that for a while without getting a response so I decide to walk up to her. I get to a point where I have to cross the water stream in order to get to her side. I do this by walking across a low hanging branch of one of the trees, that somehow seems made for walking on.

As I am walking along on this log, I think to myself “stalking your prey, just like a predator” which in hindsight is probably the stupidest thing I have ever thought.

I go Darkside (capital D intended).

I remember the shape shifting experience from my dream yesterday (Would seem like I am now more or less fully proficient at this, though I have had severe issues in the past) and shift into the shape of a giant snake as I am walking on the log.

I remind myself that I wouldn't feel my arms in this shape and they sort of merge with the functioning of my mouth.

And I strike.

The poor woman knows not what hit her. I clasp my jaws around her midsection and take her to the ground, though I can't really feel any part of my body besides the mouth area I have one thought.

“CRSUH!”

I look to my right to see if I can see the rest of my body, but it is only vaguely visible and thinner than it would be considering a snake of my size.

At this point I start thinking “Python” though I am not sure my body is strong enough to crush her (she is not moving at all btw). So I decide that it doesn't matter as the venom from my bite will finish her. Though I know Python's aren't venomous I decide that I am, as it is my dream.

The feeling of having achieved “the kill” is of primal vicious joy almost sexual in nature. Writing this actually brings back the emotion fairly strongly, though I am utterly ashamed of my actions.

In front of me is a real python. I am amazed at the markings on it's body and of how real it looks. It is however looking directly at me and it is not looking friendly.

I pull my body back a bit and it strikes at me, but I am out of range.

This might be strange to explain, but I will give it a shot.

In one fluent motion, I jerk backwards, shifting from the python shape back into human form. My arms separate from the mouth so I am now holding the woman in my right hand, with whom I make a sweeping motion like a reverse golf swing against the head of the python. This forces the python back a bit, which is what I needed. At the apex of my swing I let go of the woman, flinging her a bit to my right and upwards (to the left from the Python's perspective) while I jump backwards taking off into flight.

(seriously the move is more amazing than it sounds, and I didn't think about it consciously, which is proper fucked! It just came natural)

The Python reacts as expected keeping it's eyes on the prize. In fact it doesn't even wait till she has landed but strikes in the air, catching the woman like a dog would a Frisbee and starts devouring immediately.

I feel ashamed.

I turn around so I can see where I am flying. I am not that far off ground and I let my hand drag over some of the garden. The area is now somewhat barren and dry in stark contrast to the previous lush feeling.

Dark clouds are gathering around me and all the while all I can think is “Oh my god, darkside, darkside, darkside” “Why did I do that”. At the same time I try and calm myself down reminding myself to embrace the darkside we all carry within, though this aint my proudest moment.

I manage to find some sort of “rest” concerning my actions, though I am not at all happy with what I did.

I fly onwards up to a square hole in a brick wall. Police officers are waiting on the other side. I fly through the hole tilted 90 degrees and am greeted by the officers.

They ask me what is in my mouth, and I realise I am chewing on something with a bit of grass or salad as well. “Nothing” I lie.

Me and Niki were in a park at night just having some fun when two prissy girly-girls came by us and started hanging around the park also. They were sort of following us, which got us really annoyed, so we decided to do something do get rid of them. For some reason I had a green toy whistle in my hand, and I thought that I could blow in it and scare the girls away. It actually worked. I would blow the whistle and the girls would freak out and think it was a werewolf or something, and as they were freaking out we would get further and further away from them. We did this until we came out of the park and I saw a beautiful night sky beyond us. I jumped up in the air and tried to fly. Although it was hard at first, I managed to get up pretty high a few times and I had a blast! Then I came down on top of a hill and all was dark except for the night sky. Then lights appeared in the sky, beautiful shapes made out of blue, red, and yellow colors. It was so amazing I told Britt, who also happened to be there among other random people looking on with us, to take some pictures. She got out her camera and shot away as all of us stared in awe. Twas a wonderful night.

Me and Niki were in a park at night just having some fun when two prissy girly-girls came by us and started hanging around the park also. They were sort of following us, which got us really annoyed, so we decided to do something do get rid of them. For some reason I had a green toy whistle in my hand, and I thought that I could blow in it and scare the girls away. It actually worked. I would blow the whistle and the girls would freak out and think it was a werewolf or something, and as they were freaking out we would get further and further away from them. We did this until we came out of the park and I saw a beautiful night sky beyond us. I jumped up in the air and tried to fly. Although it was hard at first, I managed to get up pretty high a few times and I had a blast! Then I came down on top of a hill and all was dark except for the night sky. Then lights appeared in the sky, beautiful shapes made out of blue, red, and yellow colors. It was so amazing I told Britt, who also happened to be there among other random people looking on with us, to take some pictures. She got out her camera and shot away as all of us stared in awe. Twas a wonderful night.

i was in a highschool classroom
im pretty sure my history teacher was teaching a lesson
i left and was riding my scooter
i couldl and bar spins and once again just accepted this enjoyed it and kept on riding with it
i was sweating alot and with some girls but they didnt mind
i was wheeling them or soemthing
i was in my house now
i looked at a big mirror that is in my basement and my reflection was noral
my collar of my white tee was hanging extremely low like it was huge past my chest
i just thought i had wiped my face with it too many times and told myself that the girls dont mind it

Me, Allen, Gherman, and Izra are walking around in a book store. They all seem really bored but I am not at all. I find some books written by Stieg Larsson. He is the author of my favorite trilogy, girl with the dragon tattoo. There are made up books by him and i sat down and started skimming through them.One was about a ghost in a cartoon village. The pictures in the book seem to come alive! I am not turning pages, no am I really reading any words. The pictures on the page move around in a way that tells a story. I skim through a few more picture books by him and i grab a handful of them to show them to the boys. The are in a separate room. I walk in and its very dark. There is a bed in the room and Gherman and Izra are laying on the bed in a very still position. Its a little strange and I give them a weird look. I turn the corner to find Allen in a well lit adjacent bathroom. I show him the books but he is not impressed as he is not a fan if Stieg Larsson.
*Memory Laps*
I am at a really nice outdoor dinner party next to a wide rushing river. There are beautiful tea lights being hung between polls. I dont know any of the people at the party but I am still very comfortable. I look my best, even in an oversized sweater, and I felt really good and relaxed. I was enjoying munching down on some delicious steak strips that were marinated in something incredible. Many people there were on a diet and I felt sorry for them because they didnt get to enjoy the delicious food. A man sits with me and asks me about my modeling career. Apparently I am one and I answer by telling him it was going fine but I start to ignore him to eat some more food. He is obviously hitting on me so I ignore him even more because I am not into him. Then I get up and I board someones speed boat. I am relaxed with the wind blowing through my hair and enjoying the perfect weather and sun shine.

Allen and I are walking around Seattle. Dustin and Jemma appear out of nowhere and are walking with us. My head is on Allens shoulder as I walk. We go inside a restaurant that looks a lot like cha chas night club. Stephanie meets us there and we all order milkshakes. Allen is complaining about how many calories are in the milkshakes. Stephanie decided not to finish hers. At some point Allen and I get into a light hearted argument. Next we all go to a concert. It is an outside one and looks a lot like a music festival. It is really nice and sunny out but not to hot. The music theme there is rock which isnt really mine or Allens scene but we enjoy the music we are hearing and we are dancing to it. The festival area looked a lot like the gorge, with a magnificent land scape all around.

FALSE WAKE UP: I wake up to my alarm going off. Allen is next to me and complaining about how my alarm woke him up while he was having a nice dream. I turn it to snooze and think to myself that I was really bummed out that yet again I didnt have a lucid and how it will be many days before I will have a chance to sleep in and have a wake back to bed to increase my chances. It seems that as I close my eyes in this false wake up my real alarm actually goes off. DAMMIT!!

was going to go on vacation with leo kara dina. Instead we decided to meet up with them and kara and I were going to have our own adventure. For some reason karas family was going to some boring place in London. I was going to go with them until I found out karas ex boyfriend was going and her parents thought it would be awkward if I went. I was annoyed by the situation and tried to piss kara off by saying I was just going to go to the bahamas. She was getting mad at me and we were looking at pictures of me bleeding everywhere because I was bashed in the head. In the pictures I was smiling. There were three of them. I then had 6 tabs of acid. I took 2 of them and kara got a little jealous because she wanted to be on it too. I remember feeling slightly good effects of the acid. I went into a room with several people and just hung out for a while. The same cop that has been appearing in my dreams was there and seemed really pissed off. Everyone crowded around him and started yelling at him for interrupting the party. We later found out he was gay and he was crying on my shoulder after making this realization.

Was in some winter wonderland with kara. It was snowing and cold but looked very comfortable. Kara and I separated for a bit to explore. When we re-met kara had two guys with her. They were bragging about a bently that they had and were trying to look cool. We all walked through the snowy landscape for a bit and the guys were getting ready to leave. I knew they did not actually have a nice car so I told them to continue with us because I wanted to see their car. they looked nervous as we continued until we got the their car. It was an old dusty honda. They looked ashamed and left the dream. A girl called to us and said she had a nice car. We went up a floating ladder until we got to a glacial cliff. They were serving free sushi and she had a nice car. The food looked really fresh

Almost caught up to my present dreams.

I know I had many dreams this night, but I could hardly remember any of them, and I woke up feeling rather unsettled after each one.
Here is the only part of a dream which I can recall.

I was crouched down in a bright room, on top of some bunk bed similar to that which I had in my previous dorm room. Then it turns out I was in some museum, and the bunk bed was now a hard, white ledge. Suddenly a ghost fazed up through the ledge with a moan, and I was so startled that I kicked out at it (my feet went right through it) and screamed, but the only way to get away from it was to go through it. I didn't though; we just stared at each other. I could only see its torso, but it was the bloodied ghost of a Japanese man in a military suit. He had no eyes, but his eye sockets were larger than normal, and black, empty space. It seemed he stared at me for a long time with his eyeless gaze, and I got the feeling he simply wanted me to know his anger and his pain, his torture.

Some time later I was with my twin sister Frankie and Sean; Sean was sort of off to the side, not really listening while I told Frankie about what I had seen.
"You kicked it good, straight in the eyeballs!" she said, so loud and clear that I nearly woke up. "Yeah, that one has a pathetic moan," she said as if she had worked in that place for a long time and knew of all the ghosts there. I think she felt sorry for this particular one.

Sean and I were walking up the main road of the trailer court, dressed in some sort of light armor and carrying small weapons. We were levels 6 and 7, but I don't remember who was which level (I have the feeling he was higher than I, as he is in most games we play together...). We were wandering around, nonchalantly searching for something to do, a new quest or something. We passed by two other people at the front of the trailer court who were also dressed in armor.
"Hey, more newbies! Maybe we could travel together!" one of them said. I think they were levels 3 or 4.
"No, Sean said quickly, and kept walking. We already had other high-level characters on other accounts, like in WOW, so we knew what we were doing and didn't want to be held back by new people... I think we were also enjoying our time being alone together, even though all we were doing was wandering around...
The other two decided to follow us anyway, so Sean and I started sprinting down the street, trying to get away from them . We turned onto the bike path and slowed down a bit, thinking we lost them. Somehow Sean was suddenly on a bike, riding slowly while I walked beside him. We were just casually talking again, but when we looked back we saw the other two had also turned onto the bike path to follow us, both on their bikes. We picked up our pace a little bit, but I could only go so fast in armor.
"We could go faster if I could get on your bike with you," I told Sean. He was stubborn though, and kept swerving his bike so I couldn't climb on. I don't think he really cared whether the other two caught up or not. "Come on, please?" I begged. "They're going to catch up to us!" He still wouldn't let me on. He pedaled yet faster so I had to jog to keep up. I started to sweat. I looked back, and the other two were still really far behind us. I kept bugging Sean to let me on his bike, so finally he did. He had a basket somehow on the back of his bike, really low to the ground, into which I put the backpack I suddenly had; then I stood on the basket and held onto his shoulders as he pedaled. He continued riding very slowly, though.
"Why are you riding so slowly?" I asked him annoyedly.
"Because there's too much weigh ton the bike," he replied matter-of-factly. I frowned at the back of his head, huffed, and got off.

A little while later, the two behind us had disappeared, and then I had a bike of my own. Sean and I were slowly passing by a large blacked house that was hidden behind tall weeds and trees to our left. We could see through the foliage that there was a semi trailer parked next to the house, its open back facing us. There were a lot of men buzzing around te house and the trailer, many carrying heavy crates and boxes into the trailer and going back into the house, only to come back out with more heavy loads. There may have been people inside the crates... Sean and I wondered whether our missing friend was in one of those crates.
We decided this was our next quest, to scope this house out and rescue anybody inside the crates. Sean jumped off his bike and let it slide into the weeds, then helped me hide my bike in the weeds nearer to the house. Then we snuck through the weeds and down the hill to get closer to the house. We were noticed by a few of the men almost immediately, and they began their pursuit of us. Instead of running away we ran closer to the house and to the right, away from the semi trailer. We tried to find an unlocked door, but the only ones that were unlocked were too dark to see inside. We chose to run into a dark room anyway; it was pitch black inside, and I almost immediately slammed into a tower of crates and boxes... I believe I was beginning to wake up at this point... the dream rewound a bit because I knew that crashing into the boxes would hurt too much, and I would not escape the men chasing us. So it rewound until we were back at the door and I was running in again - the light flashed on and suddenly it was bright as day in there. I avoided the crates and ran to the back wall where there was another closed door, with shovels and rakes propped up against the wall next to it. We ran back to try the door, but it was locked, so I grabbed the first weapon I could - a snow pusher...Sean and I had our backs to the wall as the men ran in after us. There were three of them - The skinny, young-looking Asian man in a grey hat ran towards me, in which case I shoved the snow pusher square at his chest. However, it was too soft, and I wasn't strong enough to do anything but pause his advance for a moment. He grabbed it by the handle, shoved it down, and lunged at me again. This time I kicked out at him, toe up, heel out, using the wall behind me to support myself and power my foot forward. That only sent him back a step, so I punched him in the face. Then I kicked again, and punched again, and kicked again... he tried to hit me once, put I slapped his arm away and punched again. Punch, kick, punch, kick... Everything was in slow motion. The man was a terrible fighter, I noticed. He hardly even tried. Next to me, Sean was halfway-wrestling a long-haired man who reminded me of Liam Nieson, and I couldn't see the third man but I heard him laugh. He sounded like my friend Cody.
I was still stuck up against the wall, with the Asian man continuing his attempt to grab me while I punched and kicked him. We were at a standstill. I began to realize how odd this was, that these men were so slow. All I had to do was keep this up and he would not be able to get me, but I would not be able to get away either. I had to break the cycle and find a way out... I kicked my leg out again - and woke up with a start as my leg made contact with the mattress and caused my bed to shake. I was face-down in my pillow...

I thought maybe if I don't move anymore and kept trying to imagine the dream scene again, the Asian man in front of me, his nifty hat, the long-haired man next to him... maybe I could fall back to sleep, maybe even have a lucid dream... But I could hardly picture the dream anymore. I knew it was already late morning and I was too awake from the jolt to fall back to sleep for a while. So I got up.

I realize that I'm beginning to question the oddities in my dreams more often, but I have yet to have another lucid dream after the first accidental one.

Sean and I were all packed for something and were travelling somewhere (probably a mixture of me helping Sean pack for college, and packing myself for Japan in RL). We each had two large suitcases (which I really do have for Japan...) and we were heading into this really rickety old train station/tunnel. The train was already waiting for us, and it turned out to be only a little rollercoaster-like car on an open track. The seats of each sections were wide enough to fit about three people, so Sean and I squeezed in the middle and put one suitcase each next to us, and one suitcase each under the seat in front of us. A girl with long blonde hair in a ponytail sat there. She greeted us, but I don't think she said much else. Somehow we found out (maybe the girl told us) that this train was headed for a furnace at the end of the line. People supposedly put their luggage and garbage on this train, some to be incinerated and some to be magically transported to wherever it needed to go. However, Sean and I didn't know how the magical process worked and we didn't want our stuff incinerated...The train began to move slowly, and I could see that it looped back and into a furnace not too far away... One seat moved into the incinerator at a time, and the train stopped each time. However, Sean and I couldn't get off the train yet, even though it would have been very easy to hop off at any moment as it was moving slow enough and there wasn't anything but dirt below; but we were waiting for something...
Finally, the ride we were apparently waiting for showed up, in the form of the mother of one of Sean's wrestling buddies. We saw her drive her blueish SUV up right outside the tunnel and park, waiting for us. The blonde girl had disappeared by now as we sprang into action. Sean had to hop off and run outside to make sure it was okay with this lady that we put all of our stuff in her car, but by the time he got back there was a small baby-gate blocking the entrance to the train tunnel. He could have jumped over it easily, but it would have severely slowed our progress. Instead, I agreed to grab our luggage and toss it to him over the gate, where he would put it in the SUV. Our car was already nearing the furnace and I started to panic. I quickly grabbed a suitcase, ran over to the gate, and tossed it to Sean, but when I returned to our car the luggage had multiplied. I didn't take time to question it, I just knew I had to save it, so I grabbed as many random things from our car as I could and brought it to Sean. I kept going back and forth, and each time I returned there was more and more stuff on the seats, now mostly toys and junk from when i was a kid... it seemed to be taking forever for me to grab this all by myself, and I was becoming frustrated. Finally, as the furnace was getting very close and I could feel the heat now, i was nearing the end of our stash. The seat two ahead of us jerked into the furnace as I scrambled to grab the last large suitcase we had. I ran it to Sean, feeling relieved that I had gotten everything, but as I glanced back I noticed still one last suitcase, still under the seat in front of ours. I raced to grab it - it was heavy and nearly to big to fit under there - but I yanked it out just before that seat moved into the furnace... I dragged this last suitcase over to the gate, my arm hairs singed; On the other side of the gate Sean was in much less of a rush than I had been, so there were still suitcases piled on the ground on his side. I hopped over the gate and proceeded to help him pick it up. This is where Mom woke me up.

This dream was during a period of a few days that I didn't pay much attention to my dreams due to a little bit of real-world stress, so here is a fragment...

I remember going mini-golfing by myself in a place where there were lots of other people already there, in groups, in couples, with their kids... I felt sort of out-of-place but perfectly fit-in at the same time. Anyway, I started talking to some other guy there a couple years younger than me, who had come there with friends but split up with them for some reason. We were in the middle of a casual conversation when my friend Adam (my usual DM in RL) came up to me to tell me about a new DnD mission he had for me in the DnD world, a different dimension, but that i had to keep it under wraps. He left really quickly. Apparently I didn't keep this new mission thing serious, because I started bragging to this other guy about how I play DnD and about how much I loved it. I knew I shouldn't be bragging, but I couldn't stop my dream self from doing so...This other guy told me that he played DnD, too, but not as long as I had, so we had a conversation about DnD.... I think later on we both had to work on the mission together, and the other guy ended up being smarter and stronger than me. I don't remember any of what the mission was, but I distinctly remember waking up feeling incredibly ashamed that I had opened up my big mouth in the first place.

This dream made me wish I could go back to the days where I was quiet, too shy to talk to anyone. Everybody assumed I was smart because I did my homework and got all A's, but I never had to say something and have it proved wrong... Whereas now I'm a little more open, but don't know how to say what I really mean a lot of the time, so I end up sounding like an ass or trying to make myself look a little better than I really am, and turn out to be an idiot. I habitually open my mouth even when I shouldn't.

I went on a mini trip to my parents house so I was unable to write for a few days, but really I didn't sleep that well there so I don't know that I could even remember my dreams...but here is what I remember from last night after I got home and just fell into my bed.

I was a video game character...I think Sims Medieval. I was actually the character, but I knew I was being controlled by something. It was weird because I was in a medieval era, but I was being told to do things like water skiing. I kept wondering who was controlling me and why they cared to, but I never did get lucid to where I knew I was in a dream. I just remember feeling like I didn't like having to follow the directions I was being given.