non-lucid

What's Mine is Mine!
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I find a chest plate and other armor, and put it on as I walk down the street. Along with the armor, there is a children's toy, one of those ball poppers on wheels you push along with a stick. There are several pieces to it, and I put them in, which makes it look kind of weird.

Then I realize I have no shirt or coat on, and it's winter. My skin is practically blue, and I turn around to look where my coat is. I see it about two blocks back on the sidewalk. I put down the toy and head back to collect my coat, but before I get there I see a truck pull up. A guy gets out and walks over and picks up my toy thing. He heads back to his truck and I cut him off telling him that they toy thing belongs to me. He ignores me and tries to get back in his truck.

I tell him again that it's mine, and demand he give it back, but he doesn't comply. So I walk up to him and give him a surprise kick in the shin. The guy predictably doubles over and I knee him in the face, straightening him up again, them pummel him with punches.

I love how I have almost no inhibitions in dreams.

I was standing in a hallway of my sisters house. The hallway was not well lit. I fell a bug crawling on my hand.....I shake it off. I notice there are bugs all over the floor. I raise my gaze to get a good look of where I am. I see figures on the floor covered in bugs who I know to be my sister and her dad. There trying to shake the bugs off but are trying in vain. I know my 2 nieces are behind the door to the right and I run in panicked trying to save them from the bugs. They were calmly standing in their room unaware of what was going on outside their room. Their ok. My panic calms. I wake up.

I dreamed of someone that looked like "upgrade" off of "ben 10"

I've also dreamed of simon handing me the clear insert to his "omnitrix" toy and it fell apart into pieces in my hands a couple days before this dream.

Randoman's Dream

im like this tiny animal like a mercat and im trying to protect my yongr the envierment keep changing and it makes it hard to stay away from this panther; it has gold fur then there this minkey that a boxer.He has really toned mucles and the panther turns in to a monky to it just gold and they all jump in this small shelter thats has no roof it small as a out house.They jump in threw the roof;then this mana ray spoops in from the scy and go in.It shakes a lot then i see the gold mokry get puch and he it the saide of the shelter and the wall brakes a little then it brakes all the way and the monky comes out and grabs the gold one around the neck and thows him into the water so he drownds then he throws the mata ray at him so he will get electracuted. then he just sit on a ledge next to a walk way. A lady comes around the corner on the walkway and he like look at that ass in my head so only i could hear, im humand now, i go with the girl

debrahjane's Dream

Little boy wanted kitten or puppy or something as a pet.

Then, later he came back to get my attention and pointed at the door.

Then in through the door came lots of lovely kittens. They went under the kitchen table and when I went over to take a closer look there were 5 or 8 puppies with eyes closed, sort of, cuddling the kittens.

I said to the boy, "Look Labradoodle's".

Then, I wondered why I said that cos they weren't Labradoodle's.

I said, "Oh, there not Labradoodle's they're Labrador puppies".

He, or maybe it was me, imagined a 5 inch fence around three sides of the bottom of the kitchen table, to help keep the babies corralled for the night. Then I noticed a little 5 inch trench at the back.

I was happy for the little boy to have his kittens and puppies but who's (the mug who'll be) going to clean-up all the pee and poop in the morning.

Then two tiny cheecky hawks, (or tiny black birds) were quizzically looking at me.

I held out my finger and one of then flew and landed on it, then stretched out into my hand looking at me.

The other didn't come to me.

I thought to myself, "The first thing a pet must learn, is to come when called, for its own safety."

And that's it, intrepid Chicken Itza travellers.

Evolventity's Dream

August 20, 2011

(Regular Dream) | Fell asleep by 4:30AM, woke up ~8AM, asleep at 10:30AM and woke up fully at 1:50PM.
-It's day time. I notice a crowd of bikers have arrived, it's like a convention. As I'm walking to my apartment door, two bikers back up into a parking spot near me. The dream glitches and they are on the sidewalk just in front of my door. I try to throw something into the dirt, like a piece of gum, and it hits the biker chick on the back. I say sorry but she gets off of her bike and begins complaining. She is 80 years old and has a horrible fake tan. I tell her not to kick me and she kicks her foot in the air and says "kick kick kick." I continue moving backward, and our dialogue is repeated many times, until I am near the apartment mailboxes across the parking lot and next to the garbage bins. Mancon comes along and says he's going to upload this in the main #DV room. I figure this lady and I are in a PM. (Skip) Instead of bikers inhabiting the complex, I now feel like they are DJ's and CD's are about to be burned. Images of colorful CD's being duplicated and enlarged fill my vision.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm on M*s laptop again and notice the layout is distorted from messing with the source code. The text has changed and there is no memory on the drives. There is an option to kill and fix the computer, which I click.

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm laying in bed with M* in an unknown house or apartment, seemingly in a dining room-like area near a kitchen. We're enjoying our time together when my friend K*G* walks in with a crowd of friends whom are quite loud. Because M* is skittish around people like my friends, he tries getting up to leave and cries. I try to hold him with me. I stand up and explain to Kayla that he is shy.

(Lucid Dream, DILD)
-I'm hovering in the air above the black asphalt in the parking lot of my apartment complex. Luckily this LD has occurred in the day time. I continue to float around 5 feet in the air towards the main street through the less-steep road. As I slowly pass some bushes, I touch them and think how beautiful this moment is. I also wonder what other dreamers would think of simply enjoying the scenery in a dream. I turn the corner and see an attractive guy with black hair turn into the complex in a grey sports car. Even though he's gone I ask him why he did so in such a manner. He gave me a reply that I do not recall. I continue in the air up the street. I see a little black girl on the sidewalk who seems to need help. As I go to her, I acknowledge how I am using my arms like wings, in a robust but slow kind of way. I think that that the physical sensation of this is what has kept me lucid for the time I have been flying. My slight pessimism kicks in and I take a look at my hands to make sure I'm stabilized. I worry a bit about losing the dream. I address the girl and see she is wearing a yellow shirt with the letter "M", meaning McDonalds, on the front. I say "You are delicate." I try to pick her up to fly with me and lose my lucidity. Wake up.

HoC's Dream
I didn't make it, as far as I remember. It's all fragmented.

I'm at some apartment place with talking animals, one of which was a tiger, which was kind of humanoid. According to someone I know, called Alistair, everyone wants to get to know these animal people things. They didn't like him so he got really angry and ran off.
I got on alright with them, I think. Tiger said something to me, can't remember what.

A relative of mine pointed out something out a red robot which was supposed to be from some kind of film.

I was trapped inside a doll house.

I remember a field.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Late for work in big city



It started i was in a big empty room with nothing but empty counters on all 4 walls, except where the door was of course, and windows up near the celing, there were 5 or 6 guys there and i was talking to 2 of them, the other guys were talking amongst themselves, and one guy said "looks like good air" and all of a sudden i remembered i was late for work, so i ranout of that building and saw my car was parked in the middle of the street at a wonky angle and there was tons of traffic, so i got in and took off somewher, i was in a huge city and had no idea where i was going, i ran red lights and over curbs, and i was freaking out thinking i was going to get pulled over. I hit a curb so hard at one point, the car went nose up int he air and floated down the road pointing up for about a half a mile..when it finally landed on its tires, i got out and ran into another big building, which turned out to be an electronics type store......a guy walked in after me and asked for the pointy stereo receiver feet special, i started looking around looking for pointy feet, i went intothe front area and there was a guy behind a round counter and he said to me, we never got our pointy feet in because of an order malfunction...... i started walking to the backrrom to tell the guy we didnt have em then woke up...


Dream Fragment.....fighting giant?


i only remember a brief fragment, i was lying on the floor somewhere and this giant 20 or so foot tall bald guy was leaning way over and everytime i tried to get up he would knock me back down, like he was playing with a kitten, no matter which way i rolled, i always ended up on my back...i finally threw a punch at him and hit him square in the face, and he started punching at me with fists the size of couches and thats all i remember....... i had to get up early for a meeting so my recall sucked today...

- I was bringing home a kitten I'd adopted from somewhere. Her name was 'Franny Fran' or something and she was tiny, fluffy and light grey. I had to carry her home in my hands because we were walking and had no carrier. At one part of the journey it was really loud with lots of cars around and I had to hold onto her tightly so she wouldn't run away. I got "home" to my old house and put her down outside, and she ran into the backyard for a minute. When she came back she was bigger, like a large adult cat, and was acting like a hyperactive dog.

- I was talking to G and he invited me to go to lunch with everyone like we used to. I then realized the only one who didn't want me there was K, so I went. I sat down and started eating when I heard someone to my left whisper very quietly to me, "the weed!". I turned and saw this girl JT was there. I was like "what?" and she whispered, "the weeeed!" again. This happened a couple more times before she just whispered, "never mind".

- Also something really weird about talking on MSN on my phone. The text was really big. ('Aoi'?)

Non Lucid

I wake up in my bed , my mother tells me that we are going to a funeral.I go into a hall ant there are a lot of my classmates.Next thing i remember is walking along the street with my guitar on.I play a few licks , i get to the school i studied in and there is a grass field , there are many apple trees ,with lots of red apples on the ground, though some are covered with dirt.I sit down on the grass.There are students playing and chatting.Some 1st grader grabs an apple and starts pushing it into my face , i ask him what the hell he was doing.I turn around and see my brother's classmates ,one of them asks me to show him my guitar.I turn my eyes from him and back to him , it's not him anymore , it's some mexican guy.He says "Damn! These ones are rare!".The next thing i see is , that the guitar has turned into an electric guitar's effects pedal , He put it in some kind of device and it changed color.He says "I'm upgrading it".Later the pedal changes into a phone.I hear a call and check who's calling , it says "Mum" , i pick up and there is someone speaking mexican i guess...I look again at the screen again and it has some mexican surname or name written and "Mum" in front of it, turns out it's his mother calling lol..I give the guy the phone and as him why the hell is his mother calling me??.I wake up

I had gotten a really nice hotel room with allen and some other people. We were ordering lots of room service. The room was really over the top like at the balagio. There were lots of purple and gold tones. We were all going to go see deadmau5 in concert that night. (Funny since we saw them a couple nights ago in waking life). We get there and everyone im with is dancing near the back. I kept wanting to take better and better pictures so walked closed and closer to the stage. I managed to get practically on the stage in the right hand side. Then a bouncer guy lead me to the back of the stage. I got to meet deadmau5 and sofie. I kept taking pictures of them but they warmth coming out very good. I was getting frustrated but I was excited to tell allen ad everyone that I got to meet them. I was officially allowed to walk and go anywhere on and back stage.
*memory laps*
Me and allen are graduating high school. We apparently are in the same grade and are graduating at the same time. We were to sit at a giant long table outside with white table clothes. Everyone who was graduating was at the table. The grass around us was brilliant green. There were bleachers for the parents and families of the graduating to sit and watch us. Lindsey was in the stands. Her and allen were cuddling. Then allen walked back to the table as if nothing happened. I was pissed and humiliated. we got into a fight and allen kept saying that he couldn't deal with me being mad at him. Matt was sitting next to me and kept asking if I was okay. I kept shrugging him off. I needed to get away from everyone so I ran to the woods. There was a house there that I had always deemed as haunted but now people were clearly remodeling the place and it looked quite nice. I stopped and peeked in through the windows to get a better look. White walls were in the house (huge dream sign for me). There were lovely paintings on the walls and modern furniture. I had for a moment forgot about allen and I walked around the woods. Then allen came out of nowhere and I remembered what happened earlier. In a weird playful way I decided tp "get him". We were both suddenly on those weird two wheel scooted things you see mall cops on. I was chasing him around the woods. It was quite fun as we were jumping them ans having a lot of fun. I finally caught up tp him and I made him fall over. I was laughing. He grabbed me and pulled me into a tent. We sat there talking for a long while. I was no longer mad at him. For some reason I was assured that they didn't actually cuddle and that allen didn't like her like that. (Though I saw them in the act earlier in the dream). We get out of the tent and walk around the woods some more. Lots of deep greens and browns. We come across a tribe of young people. They are brown from the mud and they hold sticks as weapons. I am somehow not afraid of them and we pass by them. They raid the tent.

Short sexual dream. Im sitting on a bar stool. Im wearing my high waisted short yellow shirt. Allen is Eatting me out and it feels in credible. I wake up and feel slightly numb down there. Would wake allen up but don't want to disturb him in case he is having a lucid. Fall back asleep.

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Aeolar's Dream

I am with this kid named "Old Mike", with whom I have had really good connections with recently. We were watching football, outside for some reason, and Mike began to be surprised. He was recognizing certain people in the game, although he had no previous knowledge of them, and at one point he said that he could almost see himself throwing the ball in the game. I told him to try it, and he said he did it. I was impressed. I guess I just decided to go to sleep on the ground outside, and what felt like soon after, Mike woke me up and told me "30 seconds" which instantly I knew that we were leaving. Mike went inside, and I waited outside for a while. I went inside, wondering what was taking him, and Mike was standing in the staircase, staring at nothing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I had just tuned in to a talent show where a man was hypnotizing people. It was one of my top 10 shows." He replied.
We then went outside, and got into the car. Mike then turned into my Dad, and we pulled out of the driveway and turned right. Instantly we were on a highway, and Dad was commenting, saying that
"The I-8 lower is much less crowded, because almost everyone uses the I-8 higher." The higher was up in the air. We took a wide left turn, and I saw these huge concrete barriers in the road, dividing the lanes into sections for individual cars. I thought that they looked similar to the start of a pinball game, but Dad thought that they looked like the escalators in Modern Warfare 2. We got into the far right lane, barely, and the highway sloped down at about a 50 degree angle. We drove down it extremely fast, but when we got to the second part, there was a chain in the middle that we didn't see until it was too late. There was a sign on the chain that said "Do not Exit/Enter" and when we hit the chain, it seemed only to hit our bodies, and at the speed we were going, the chain was pulled backwards like a rubber band, and then turned the car a little, but we were safe. We both were happy that the car was OK, and we stopped at this large commerce area. We got out of the car, and start walking to this set of stairs. Dad is walking rather quickly and is ahead of me, and walks up the stairs.

Suddenly, I see 2 special ops soldiers run after him. I knew that they had thought that there was a security breach, and that terrorists were inside. I noticed a man to my left with a bone mic in his right ear, and his finger in his ear giving orders, and saw that he was of importance. As we were walking, I spoke up.
"We're not terrorists." I said,
To which the man replied, "What?"
I repeated myself. "We're not terrorists. It was just me and my Dad. We took a wrong turn."
The man does the :O face, and repeats what I just said into the mic. I see Dad turn a corner, and he tells me that we're leaving. We are going into town. I think to myself, "Whatever" and get into the car. When we get to town, we stop in an art gallery. I noticed that a painting called "The Great War" wasn't there. Dream fades.
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I am in a town similar to Nuketown in CoD, and there is another boy there. This boy had found the secret to either unlimited chicken or candy, maybe both. (LMAO! xD) Either way, I am trying to steal it from his backpack without him noticing. The boy is lying down, watching the middle of the street. I sneak around the right, and eventually make it into his bag. I see a birds eye view of him getting up and walking over to where I am, nonchalantly. I eat as much candy/chicken as possible, and cover up the stuff I pulled out of his bag. He sees me and his eyes brighten. He has blonde hair and looks like little Christian.
"Hey! What's up?"
I'm stunned, and before I could sputter something out, the boy turns around after grabbing his bag, and walks into a house that was behind him. I follow him, and inside I see Bri and Heidi. They are talking about something, I can't remember what. I do remember Bri saying,
"Heidi, will you please stfu?" I was surprised because she usually never says that. Then, we start talking about Piano and begin walking to the door. I turn around, and see an open doorway that is covered with large crystals that act as a "door", and a woman with long brown hair, standing there, tapping individual crystals with her hands, and the result are beautiful noises. For some reason I thought this was another form of piano, and I asked her,
"How do you know to play?"
"What I'm playing is easy. The actual song I'm playing off of has tempo and beats, but I just play the notes rapidly, and it sounds good enough." She replies.
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Fragment: I am in a huge grass field, with a giant hill in the background. I am talking to 3 other people, telepathically maybe. There was also a lighthouse.
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I am at school, and I am talking to Adriana. It's the first day of school, and I forgot my ID card. Adriana thinks that I'm gonna get a detention for that. I don't stress it. A teacher comes up, and asks how we're doing. I say that
"I'm doing fine, I was able to sleep in today. I was able to just roll over and pass out when I woke up the first time."
"What time do you usually get up?" She asks quizzically.
"Around 6:00 AM." I reply.
"Wow,"
"That's the island for ya."
She walks away, and this cute brown/black haired girl walks up to us. She's really attractive; her hair is cut medium-length, almost a bowl cut. She starts teasing me, poking me and stuff. I bear hug her, and try to take her down, but I end up taking myself down first. I land on the asphalt in this parking lot area, and she lands on top of me. Adrianna comments sarcastically,
"You know your masculine when you can't take a girl down."
I roll over and get up quickly, and she's still on the ground. I boast,
"Masculine? I'll show you masculine!"
I pick her up from her back and legs and hold her close to me. I let her down slowly onto the nearby curb, and we laugh and look into each others eyes. Wow, are we in love. I look to my right, and see Jose over on the sidewalk. I motion over to him, and he comes. We talk for a while, and he & I throw stuff at each other and mess around until the dream fades.
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I am on an island in Hawaii. I am on the coast, and I can see two other islands nearby. There are people with me, but that's not the point. As I am looking at these islands, I see typhoons form on the water, two of them, each moving toward different islands. The first one moves to the right, and makes destruction in the rainforests, ripping out plant and wildlife. The second one goes to the left, and when it hits land, I see huge trucks fly out into the Pacific, with boats attached to them. Then, I see all the power go out on the left island. I pray that the typhoons don't hit us too. Dream skip. I am at the beach, and I am awestruck by how deep the ocean is.
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I am a hostage, and I am in this cargo bay, which is on the water. I am trying to escape, but to no avail. There are Indian Pirates all over. I know that my family is also being kept hostage, and my aim is to rescue them.

My dream starts out looking at a number on the wall that I am supposed to hear from regarding an internship. I am for some reason in my parents room, and sure enough the number calls. I got the internship, and I am very pleased. My parents congratulate me, but then I have a false awakening. I wake up in my parents bed room, but this time a different number is posted on the wall, one that made no sense. It was like "1-808-VTLR79__" or something. At this point I was like "oh shit, that last time it was a dream, so this is just another dream." Then I got really excited and became lucid after looking away at the number on the wall and looking back it it. Then that's when it became weird...

As soon as I turned lucid, The left side of my body in the dream stopped working completely, including my eye which now all I could see was black. Getting a little rattled, I yelled "lights on!" and "left side begin working!" After I yelled this, I remember going into sleep paralysis for a split second, and then closing my eyes to be shot straight into another dream.

When I entered my dream, I was completely lucid, and was somewhere on the rural streets of Beijing, China. I am not sure how I knew that, I just knew. Anyways, I noticed my dream was a little unstable, so I calmed down and began looking in detail at my environment for a while. I also did a couple spins and rubbed my hands together to ensure that the dream would be stable for at least a while. Then, I began walking down the streets in attempt to begin some lucid goals of mine.

I stopped at an intersection, and made myself start physically-shifting. An incredible pain had initiated where the muzzle would be breaking through. Very similar to my phantom limb shifts in real life, except a LOT more pain involved. I felt ears piercing through my skull in order to struggle out. At this point I wanted to make sure my shifting was going on as planned, however, when I started looking at my body and feeling around there was absolutely no evidence that I had physically started shifting. After this, my shift stopped all of a sudden, and I became extremely frustrated. Because I am usually able to fly in my dreams, I wanted to make sure not all my superpowers were affected. Unfortunately they were too.

At this point I decide to turn at the intersection and start running on all fours and initiating a mental shift in my dream to see if it would help. After a while, I came out of the shift realizing nothing had happened. I gave up in frustration, and began to climb a wall nearby in effort to find higher ground (began to lose my lucidness). However, in attempting so I fell and slipped. It hurt like shit. Dream fades on...

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I am at a ski resort, or in Alaska somewhere living in little huts with a bunch of friends. There is snow absolutely covering everything. "J" is in the same bedroom as me, and we are roommates. I miss the bus to go somewhere because I am too busy looking for my m4a1 assault rifle (a real one) that I thought was in my paintball duffelbag.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in "my apartment," in my bathroom, looking at my face in the mirror. The bathroom was dark, with light coming in only from another room. I was disappointed with my appearance. I felt like I looked really ugly.

There was suddenly a knock on my front door. I didn't know anybody who'd be knocking on my door at this time, so I was afraid to open the door. I went to look through the peephole to see who was there -- I was even afraid to do that.

The person at the door was a tall, muscular black man wearing a black tank top, khaki shorts, and a baseball cap tilted off to the side of his head. He was bouncing around a lot. He looked annoyed or angry. I didn't open the door or acknowledge the man. I just walked away from the door and back to the bathroom.

There was another knock at the door. This time I stood frozen in the doorway of my bathroom, afraid to even go to the door. I looked from the bathroom to the door.

My apartment was really big. It was like the bathroom was at the front of a short hallway. Between the hallway and the front door was a living room. But the living room was more like two huge rooms. Both the rooms were plainly visible, but dark. In the center was a kind of columned space that was lit with incandescent light. There was nice, kind of old-style furniture everywhere.

I somehow saw through the door, which now had a window of greenish and pinkish stained glass in a diamond-grid pattern on it. At the door were two old, white men, kind of overweight, with white hair. It was now like part of the stained glass on my door had been broken. The men could see into my house. But I didn't know if they could see me.

There was a really nice, big, comfortable armchair near the hallway. A very pretty, blonde, little girl in a really nice, fancy dress, sat in the chair. She made some kind of remark about the people at the door. The remark was made with a cheerful tone, but it was kind of dark. It made me feel like the two white men at my door were probably here only to cause trouble for me, but that I should probably open the door to them anyway.

I was about to go open the door for the men. But they now saw me through the smashed-out pieces in the stained glass on my door. The men said something about how they had only been here to help me. They were probably going to install some kind of device in my house. But if I didn't want to open the door for them, they weren't going to waste their time.

The two men left my door. I ran after them, hoping to get them so they could do whatever good thing they were going to do for me. I must have gotten down to the ground floor of my apartment building. In an area that may have been a little small and cramped, possibly busy with some kind of housework, I met a woman, another resident.

The woman said, "Oh, those guys are all holding a big meeting for all of us downstairs later on. They gave everybody that speech. They figured it was a good way to make everybody feel guilty. So that way everybody would want the thing the men want to put in the house. So now, to find out what it is, we all have to go to this meeting."

I was now outside, in a neighborhood that looked a lot like my neighborhood in waking life. It was late afternoon or early morning. The sky was deep, vivid blue, but there were also bright, red-pink clouds in the sky. I remarked to myself that I'd never seen clouds with such a strong, red tint.

Somehow my psychiatrist met me a couple of blocks down from my apartment. I was walking back to my apartment. So my psychiatrist walked with me. We passed a small family that was taking up the entire sidewalk. We had to maneuver past them. I squeezed along a chain-link fence along the sidewalk.

One of the kids of the family may have been on a tricycle. Another of the kids was a little, Latina girl with dark skin and long, black hair. She was maybe ten or eleven years old. She wore a bikini with a black and white design of tighly interlocking patterns, like Native American pottery paintings. She also may have had red scrunchees holding her hair back in either a ponytail or two pigtails.

I had been very interested in the Native American design on the girl's bikini. I had never seen that before. But the girl had been kind of crouched down near the bicycle. And when she stood up, something about the sight of her rear end as it went from a crouching to a standing position really turned me on. So I looked away, ashamed of being turned on by a little girl, especially in front of my psychiatrist.

We crossed the street. I was looking down to the sidewalk and up to the strikingly red-pink clouds as my psychiatrist spoke with me. My psychiatrist told me that she had some meeting set up with me and another psychiatrist, possibly a man. She told me that soon I'd be able to go to "special sessions" with this second psychiatrist.

My psychiatrist told me that she'd tell me more once we got inside. Apparently my apartment complex actually held her counseling office instead of my apartment.

I asked my psychiatrist if I would still be doing regular sessions with her, since the sessions with the guy would only be "special sessions." I mentioned some previous psychiatrist I'd had before, without being able to remember her name, as if I had seen her for "special sessions" while still seeing my psychiatrist for "regular sessions." But my psychiatrist didn't answer me.

My dream now took on a very scratchy, rushing feeling, like I'd usually have when I was going into or coming out of a lucid dream. I think this may have been partly because I had gotten really frustrated trying to remember the name of my previous psychiatrist.