non-lucid

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I just remember a lot of fragments of this dream, and mostly the house.

I’m standing outside of a stone house, it’s raining, and the dream looks so detailed. There is a large, picture window in the middle of the house, with one normal sized window on each side. The stone house is on a little road with lots of green over hanging trees on a cobblestone road that is about 50 feet off of the main road- that is also cobblestone.

I’m in England on vacation. I walk in side of the house an greet the person I’m going to be staying with. I guess I rented a apartment instead of a hotel. The person inside is nice, and shows me around the house. He tells me how everything works, and I remember him showing me how the TV worked.

I wanted to try boating in England, so the next thing I knew I was on a lake (it looked a lot like a lake in New Hampshire that I have been to a few times). The lake is extremely crowded with boats, and there are a lot of islands on the lake, too. I remember that my boat is low lying to the water and it could easily sink. I’m going around pretty fast on the lake and then someone yells at me “Watch out!” then they tell me via telepathy that there are some sharp rocks up ahead that are right on the surface of the water. I slow down my boat because now I’m pretty scared of sinking or flipping it.

The funny thing is, right before I went to bed, I was talking to a friend about swimming in lakes and how I would hate swimming in the middle of the lake and looking down. Its just darkness and I would hate to get pulled down or something.

I can see the rocks on the surface. They just look like they are floating right there. I hit a few of them, but manage to keep the boat going and get back to land.


I think about going back to the house, then the next thing I see is that I'm standing outside again. I go inside and I just handout with the person and talk. He mentions something about how "You never should have moved to America". So I spit back "I wasnt the one who moved". I remember that the conversation started over American and its separation from England.

The dream suddenly ends and I go on to another dream (that I cant remember).

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign Thoughts

This was an amazing dream. Outstanding recall, vividness, and lucidity. I could fly well and I did a lot more than flying too! I lost lucidity later in the dream, but oh well. I'm still happy!

Winter dream
It was night. Me and my family were driving through a strange city. Maybe it was raining? The buildings were arranged in blocks like Minecraft and they looked cool. We commented on the buildings and joked around. There was a sense of coziness in the car.

Morning came and we finally got to my house. Work was being done on the house. I asked what was going on, and they said they were converting our house into a store that we could still live in as a house. The people working on the house were my extended family. I could see each room in our house sold different things. Our kitchen sold different kinds of foods, and our unfinished room sold furniture. (I remember my grandparents working on that room; they have lots of antique furniture at their house.) There were a few other rooms with other stuff but I don't remember what they were. I went up onto the nonexistent roof deck of our house. (I imagined coming up to the real roof-deck of my grandparents' house.) It was going to sell plants. To my strong surprise, the roof was several times larger than the house we live in below it. What? This is impossible! Wait, we don't even have a roof deck... I'm dreaming!

Using the roof as a lift-off area I flew, flapping my wings. Our house was surrounded by wintery forest. It actually is, but only on one side, and it is Spring right now, plus it isn't as tall. The leaves on trees were long gone, replaced by snow. It was totally beautiful. I kept flying. I can't waste my entire dream flying! I decided to try making a portal in mid-air by drawing a circle with my finger. It failed, probably because I've never even done it on the ground and I had no intention of where to go. I started to get a little too far away from home for comfort, so I headed back to what I thought was my house.

It wasn't my house but it was a place of interest. It was some camp-out. There was one big tent where most of the event happened. I landed. I remember practicing a few skills successfully like flying without flapping arms. I realized it was almost evening, and people were getting in their tents. The tents were these wide diamond-shaped pods that you slept in, only needing stakes at the two farthest tips of the diamonds. I looked for an open spot, and then I stuck my finger into the ground. I pulled it out with a tent stuck to it, and then pushed my finger into the ground 6 feet away. I had one of the diamond tents, and it was successfully staked in, without having to go ask Administration for a tent. I went to sleep.

I woke up. Not as a false awakening in my real bed, I just got out of my tent and stretched my arms. It was the morning. Frost covered the grass. People were already setting stuff up. Someone got me to do work. He wouldn't let me leave. Work, work, work.

I woke up after a good night's sleep.

Very vivid, very lucid, and I actually did stuff other than flying! I think I forgot a few things in the camp-out part of the story, but oh well. I still love this dream.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Was up kinda late last night, and I didn't expect to get lucid at all. Had two lucids which was sweet since my last lucid was a week ago. What happened can be read below.

01.30: Sleep

10.30: Train and bus DILD
I'm down in the subway trying to get home. I check the signs and head for an escalator going underground. I push my way through the crowd and quickly reach the bottom. A train is at the station and it's my train. I run and quickly enter it before the doors close, and take a seat. As the train starts moving I spot a coworker, Fredrik. He seems upset and is walking back and forth in the train. "What's up?" I ask him. He tells me what's up, a friend of his has been kidnapped. "She hasn't responded to any of my messages" he tells me. "Damn, I'm sorry man, I hope she comes back well" I say. He tells me she was last seen in a two kilometers radius. I tell him he could always grab a map and hold a ruler with a hole in it and spin it around to make a circle. "What a great idea" he tells me.

The dream skips. I'm on a bus now instead. A former coworker is next to me and we're sitting in the back. I start worrying about getting electrocuted by some machinery malfunction or something. I look at my hand as a habit. I've got way more than five fingers, more like ten. That can't be right... I recount them, yep, they're short and tiny aswell. I realise I'm dreaming. The bus stops and I get up. "Where are you going dude?" the guy asks me. I don't even care, he's just a DC. I exit the bus and look around.

Looks like I'm in a neighbourhood with villas. I rub my hands and check them again. This time I've only got four fingers. I intend to go to the Ninjaworld and I start walking toward the nearest wall. It's a brick wall and I rub my hands as I slowly walk over to it. I put my fingers up and draw a door line on the wall. A golden glowing line appears and in an instant the wall has transformed into a hatch. I pull the handle to reveal a metallic ATM-looking machine. "Welcome, where do you want to go?" a female voice asks me. "The Ninjaworld" I say and watch the panels change. I put my hand in the lever slot and push the button.

I fall to the ground with my hand still in the machine, but it feels more like I'm doing it on my own instead of actually experiencing it.
Everything is black for a while, suddenly my sister and Monica appears infront of me. I realise my attempt to go the Ninjaworld failed. Oh well, might aswell have some dreamsex. I start pleasuring Monica with my hand. After a minute or so the dream starts to fade.

11.00: Sick
I'm with the black mormon from House. He's almost fainted and I want to make sure he doesn't die. We sit down and talk for a while before getting up. I put his arm around my shoulders for support and walk into a conference room. Most of my coworkers are there and they're sniggering. "Yeah, totally homo to help out a guy in need" I say and help the guy into a chair. I leave the room and walk down a long corridor. I talk to some guy about previous events in this place. He tells me some rich, famous lady had sex or something.


11.00: Getting lucid in my appartment DILD
I'm in my appartment, brushing my teeth. I spit and check my fingers. I can see like ten. Again I'm not convinced entirely, I recount them. I realise I'm dreaming. I spit once again for fun and leave the appartment. I walk down the stairs and when I reach the bottom, I can't think of anything to do. It's sunny out though, and there are probably some girls sunbathing outside. I head outside and there are indeed two girls lying there in the sun. I walk up to them and lie down ontop one. We start grinding and I run my tongue all over.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I will give going to the Ninjaworld a last try tomorrow morning, but if I don't succeed, I will just let the project be on hold for a while until I can successfully make a portal or teleport. I don't mind though, superpowers are just as fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream - Lucid

I remember something about doing some study, something about lucid dreamers and non-lucid dreamers.

~

I was on a school bus, sitting on the left side towards the back. We were going on some band trip. It was nighttime. I remember some guy from elementary school being on the bus. I had had a crush on him or something. We were all talking about how many girls had liked him.

I then remember I was the only one sitting on the bus seat, and I had wanted the guy from elementary school to sit with me. Instead, a girl I knew in very early elementary school came and sat next to me. She asked if she could first, and I said yes. I fell asleep on the bus.

When I woke up, we were at our destination. A band parent was trying to tell us all what to do and where to go. Everyone started to get off the bus. I picked up my bags and left too.

The next thing I remember is sitting at a kitchen table in a house with some of my friends. One girl, someone I knew in high school, Sarah, was sitting next to some guy she was apparently dating. I was sitting next to the guy, putting me at the very end of the large table. We were all laughing and talking. I noticed I was sitting next to a counter that had some spiders on it. Sarah lifted up the guy, who killed the spiders. I looked at the guy, who was still lifted, almost hoisted over Sarah's shoulder. He had a green dinosaur tail and dinosaur legs.

I then remember waking up outside. It was still nighttime. I was behind a white van. I had apparently fallen asleep standing up. Anyway, I started to hear a noise; someone was coming. I ran into the house that we were all staying at, and started to run into the kitchen. I saw someone approaching the door that I had just entered.

I made it into the kitchen, and was with Sarah and another person. A man entered. He was disheveled-looking, with greasy shoulder-length dark hair and some facial hair (he looked very similar to the dog-killing man from another one of my dreams). I was scared; we all stared at him with dropped jaws. He pulled out a gun, and fired it at me. I flinched, and all that happened was I felt a puff of warm air go by my head. Apparently, the gun was out of bullets. He commented on this, and said he'd be back later to have sex with me. Then, he started to steal things around the room, mostly food items; I distinctly remember him taking some boxes of granola bars.

He then left, and I was very upset, scared, and overwhelmed about the situation. I bawled. I saw myself in third person, and I had tears and snot all over my face from all the crying I was doing. I went up to Sarah, who looked the same as I did with the tears and snot, and said
"He almost killed me...he almost killed us!"

I woke up terrified. I was afraid to go back to sleep for a few minutes.

The first dream I remember is not very coherent. I feel as if it is just fragments that i mixed together..

I was with two people, R. and someone I don't remember, at a asian store to buy pineapple. The brand however I wanted to buy, shouldn't be there. It was from AH and not from the asian store. But nevertheless it was there and we were talking about how we would share the pineapple because there were 8 pieces, so we decided we would slice one up. Then I saw a asian guy. I was busy with a lot of things and then a blonde girl came by. She was maybe the GF or something of that guy, and he was having an argument with his parents about her. Something about the fact that they didn't like hi being with her and he couldn't care less. But he also looked at me and for no reason I felt really sad. Then I remember a pokemon game running and after that i was in my room in the old house. I got a text of an old crush of mine C. He texted that he wanted to talk to me about what had happened and he wanted to explain and that he also wanted to tell me what he couldn't tell me before. I felt, an feeling odd to describe. I was both relieved and confused. Here I found out that that Asian was supposed to represent C and then I also felt sad because he would drag me into my crush again if he explained things. And I also was astonished how he would come with this so long after we've last spoken.

Well I woke up again, and still couldn't do a DEILD. So instead i wrote down my first dream. And then i fell asleep again.

I was somewhere in a high building, and there was some kind of competition going on or something. When i wanted to enter the elevator I saw another girl who wanted to enter. She had blonde hair and was a bit chubby? But only a bit, but somehow I knew she was in the competition too and then i wanted to close the door but it didn't close quick enough so I got annoyed. I tried in ALL kinds of ways to lock her out. Once i tried to push a button of a higher place and then closing the door so if she entered she would end up above but that didn't work. Anyway in the end we were both downstairs and we went to the competition. Which started with things i can't remember. I was with someone I cannot remember and we went by car and I was driving rather reckless and then parked the car.

We continued to the place and the end of the competition was a huge water slide and at the end of that pictures were made. I remember that scene from another dream I once had, or at least i remembered it though i did nothing with it. Then I walked to my foster parents and a a good friend of mine S. I hugged him and then I was complaining about not going to do the slide again and I told him :'Even if it's mandatory, they will not expel me will they? I mean look at my clothes I an definitely NOT going to go on the water slide in this.' Then I looked at myself and saw that I was wearing a black lingerie set with a bright red shine through night gown on top of it so.. Then he was like:' yea probably not, look at how many people are leaving too.' Then I left that scene and that unknown person was there with me and we were getting robbed. They told me that they cloned my car keys,(i have a card one) and told me to use it so they can use it on other cars. I however wasn't scared at all. That unknown person was already in the car and I was randomly pushing every button except the open button because i didn't want to grant them the satisfaction of winning. Then a lot of cars came and circled the burglars and my friend S. was in the last car. And I was smiling at him and then got into the car and left. Then more of reckless driving like switching lanes on last moment, and I went back to the parking garage which was very familiar and it felt as if my dreams was going to start over again.

so i sleept then i had some dreams that i can not remember till now

but i do remember some

i had dream about the black hole on the galaxy..
it was likei had to climb up there with friends and build something
so no meteors and such stuff can come from there and attack the earth lol
i just hear that earth attacked by black hole meteors in my dream and moon too and so then we builded something and there were girls and so but i dont remember exactly who they were and what we did..

omg crazy dreams ...



16/04/2011

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

Slipping a Picture Out

A younger man and a man who seemed to be something like his mentor. Doing some organizing or redecorating of some sort. Cleaning? Inside an old, historic feeling building. Many large windows around one end.

The younger man (was it me? I seemed to switch back and forth from third person to somewhat identified with him) had accomplished something, some landmark. He seemed like a learned novice. He had a picture of himself to mark the occasion.

The older man took a frame off the wall. The frame and its anchoring to the wall was complex, attached to a simple wood rod decoration with a few soft undulances and shallow, smooth, symmetrical crevices. It was dusty. Some old, shriveled cobwebs huddled against it. The frame somehow slid onto this bar to connect to the wall. He told the younger man that he was going to replace the older picture of another of his (students?) with this one. The younger man felt uncomfortable with this, knew it would upset the person who was being replaced. The older man didn’t open the frame, just slowly slipped the other picture out of the bottom, surprising the young man, who was me, and then slid the new picture in.

The new picture looked casual and somewhat professional, but not strong, solid, and fitting like the old picture. It looked too new, too much of a body shot, too bright, not authentic and serious and traditional enough, with muted colors, like the picture that used to be there. But it did look happier and younger.

The man whose picture had been replaced came over from the dim back of the building, which felt like an old bar. He was somewhat angry and jealous, disappointed, about his picture being removed. He didn’t feel positively toward the young man.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


Dinner and “Centipede” Lizards Licking Legs

At dinner with 3 people. I felt younger, perhaps college age or just graduating. It was some kind of planned event, like a celebration. I thought we were there with others who were at different tables.

Three other people with me. Empty (used?) glasses already on the table, shoved to the side. Cluttered with, were they layers of old menus as “placemats”? Dirty, dusty, old.

They brought us drinks. Mine was a warm margarita-type drink. I wondered again about the service considering the warm drink. I drank it, flourishing it a bit like I was an old hand. I thought how I was trying to be something I wasn’t. Projecting a persona, and that wasn’t subtle enough. It didn't feel like me.

Me and the others didn’t seem too connected, but there was a comfort.

It took a loooong time for the food to come, if it did (I don’t recall).

A foot long creature came through the wall and walked under the table, turned right, and kept going. I followed. I called it a centipede in my mind but realized it was more like a lizard with 4 stumpy legs, like a long, unshelled turtle. Another one came, following the same path.

I sat back down, next to the girl (who had been a part of the 4 of us before?).

Yet another creature walked that path, and I wondered about them being young and is their mom about to come? Another young one. Then the mom, larger, with a more rounded mouth. She noticed us (unlike the children) and slowly opened her mouth near my leg. I thought she was going to lick me but maybe bite me.

I pulled my bare legs up onto the booth. She put her stumpy front legs up on the side of the booth but couldn’t reach me. She turned toward the other girl’s legs and slowly opened her mouth. The girl didn’t seem concerned and I cautioned her about the saliva, that it might be poisonous. The creature had a very large, wide almost human-like tongue. It seemed friendly. The girl let her lick her legs. The creature licked slowly and in wide strokes. I inspected the girl from a distance. She seemed fine, no reaction to a toxin if there even was a toxin in the saliva.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


Progress

I woke up a few times throughout the night and realized I was dreaming, just barely waking and telling myself I was dreaming, hoping I was still in the dream (seemed about 2 seconds out of the dream), then tried to go back in lucid. Didn’t work that I recall, though I was happy that I was so quickly thinking that thought and focusing on being at the least aware of my dreams, if not lucid.


Restaurant Fragment

I saw a previous employer [who I’d had a blow-up with and left in waking life]. I was at his restaurant, it wasn’t significantly unpleasant that I recall. Was there dark water and the sidewalks were square “docks” that resembled rafts and warehouse pallets or was that another dream? If it was then I’ve dreamed about those docks/sidewalks at least three times.

I am forced to stay at a haunted house. Part of the torture is knowing it's haunted and having to walk there, alone, through the dark and scary woods. I see a blur of ghost fly by me on his way to the house, he's moaning loudly. A friend brings some sturdy looking doors, because apparently the house has none, it's very old and decayed. I really don't know how the doors are supposed to help me against ghosts, but even so I am really disappointed when the doors don't fit the house at all. He makes an attempt to try to make them fit, finding whatever he can around the place, but eventually I tell him not to bother, and he leaves.

During the course of the night I am aware that I will be attacked by a host of all different kinds of ghosts, one after the other. There is a type of introduction going on, where all the ghosts present themselves and their abilities. During this presentation I am made aware that there is a special space of air, complete with floating mattress, above the house. In this area I have an advantage, a small shred of safety. The ghosts can still reach me and attack me there, but I can change aspects of them with my willpower when I am in that space.

The night begins and I, of course, flee to the mattress immediately. I don't know how I got up there. The first ghost attacks. He is extremely terrifying, so much so that my mind cannot identify all of his form, only aspects of it. One aspect is that he is very old looking, but beyond any human concept of the look of age. Another aspect is that he is covered in putrid looking slime. Another aspect is that he has an extremely large... member, which he announces he's going to tear me in two with.

There is no time to panic, I simply try to begin changing aspects. I start with changing him from old to young... and the dream ends.

April 16, 2011

Notes
Went to bed at half past 1 am, woke up at 9:30am, 11:30am, finally 12:00 then 12:30. Multiple dreams, managed to remember quite a few by scribbling down a couple words every time I woke up and by just laying in bed as long as I wanted. Motifs of school, foreboding, places I used to live and people I used to know.

Entry 004

I'm at school, but it's not really like my school. It's a huge, blocky building with hallways opening up to the outside, palm trees at every corner, and a courtyard just behind the front gates with a huge swimming pool in the center. It's test day. For some reason, I'm alone, taking a single test by myself. It feels like the last day of the school year. The test is really hard, but I'm slowly making my way through it. Burnett and Burell come and check on me, I finish and hand my test to Burnett.

As I'm leaving, I walk into the courtyard with the pool. A bunch of students are there, swimming and goofing off. Octavia sees me, and comes over. She has a bike with her. For some reason, she wants to sit on the handlebars while I ride the bike through the school. As we're going through the empty hallways, I catch glimpses of Burnett and Burell in classrooms, looking utterly desolate. I'm not really sure why. Octavia has to go somewhere, it's some important holiday like New Year's Eve only in the summer. I peddle out to the front and she gets off, leaves.

--

I'm at some kind of house party. Everyone is all dressed up and drinking heavily, some are even passed out. I'm walking through the house, stepping over people unconscious on the floor, others who are dancing or making out. I'm in a beautiful dress that comes to my mid-thigh, wearing high heels, with my hair curled and make-up on my face. It's very unlike me. As I'm walking through, I see someone bent over a computer to my right, looking like he's going to cry. It's Burnett. When I ask him what he's doing, he says "It's not something I can talk to you about,". Then, suddenly, he turns the computer off, starts laughing and hands me a drink. He says something like, "I'm not responsible for you anymore!" I take the drink, then another, then another...

--

There is a beautiful painting on the wall of a Victorian lady in an elegant outfit. I'm looking at it from down a hallway with stained, peeling wallpaper, and a light which is flickering above. Every time I look at the portrait, it changes. I hear myself whimpering pathetically. I'm scared.

--

I'm in my old neighborhood. I'm standing outside my house, though it's not the same as our old house, and it's dark outside. It's some kind of important holiday. We're counting down until midnight. I go to Sarah's house right around the corner, we hang out like we're good friends. I see some of the other neighborhood kids, we're all having fun together, looking up at the sky. My grandparents have come. My mom is yelling for me to come inside, and I do, but I can't stay long. The atmosphere in the house is like the night before Christmas, forced to sit and watch news reruns for hours with my grandparents. It's too oppressive, I'm making up any excuse to get out.

--

There's a dusty truck parked in the dirt parking lot, underneath an oak tree. It looks so familiar here. I turn around, I'm at some place half like a church, half like a convention center. I'm not sure which it is. A couple of people I vaguely recognize as old acquaintances come out with a tall redhead girl in between them. She's crying, she's drunk, and she's a mess. She's dressed up like all of us are, as though we just came back from homecoming or something, and her mascara is running down her face in black streaks. She gets in the truck, pulls back, sobs something to us out her window and drives away, kicking up the dust underneath her wheels.

I awaken for the final time.

Ronas house

I was at an old girl friends house--RR's. She and her mother love the ocean and the mountains in waking life.
In the dream, they had a water-fall in the back yard. It was gorgeous.

The house became a party house. Snoop Dogg was there. I went outside and there was an Amusement park
outside. I saw Dr. Seuss characters, though none looked exactly right. One was a modified Cat in the Hat.

Back in the house I was given ear ring parts and other small items to divy up when I was told
it would be "$300 or 400 for the night." I wasn't expecting that. No wonder
Snoop would be there. He could afford it. Then I seemed to remember that I
had been made aware it would be that much to stay there, and you only go to
stay the night. It wouldn't matter if you left early, you still have to pay
the full night amount.

A friend was at a pool behind the house. Someone was explaining how we had the view of the waterfall.
There were these industrial ramps or something, but someone had cracked the skull and
the ramp that would have blocked our view was never rebuilt.

I went walking outside and saw a strange mechanically moving ornament in the tree. It had gears and wheels that turned.
It was very intricate.

Then my friend jumped in the pool and started talking to some guys over a wall. I checked it out
and saw them. They were rude, so I said something ugly to them.

Later, in the hall of the house, a huge guy with a strange build--long torso and long arms, strong, came up to me and said something provocative.
I pushed the guy to show I was not afraid. He pushed me harder. He looked like he would have kicked my ass.
I punched him lightly. I told him I could hit him hard, but I didn't see it coming to any good end. Why fight.
I wasn't being afraid. I just got to feeling like fighting wasn't the answer. I admitted to him it appeared he
could kick my ass, but that wasn't the reason I didn't want to hit him.

Dream Skip

I turned into a large, white room. It looked so barron. I said, "This is like jail...or heaven!" Then I was eating blueberry sherbert with someone. It was very blueberry, though kind of gummy. At first the person I was with liked it, then not so much. I couldn't understand what was not to like about the rich blueberry!

Dream Skip

I had tickets to something. I decided I wanted to take someone else to the event.
The friend i was taking had to go to Japan for a Japanese language test so he couldn't
go. I told my other friend whom I don't know in waking life that he could go.

I was looking at houses for sale. I went oven a hill and jumped it the way I did
in a recent dream. I was in some kind of shopping cart or something. I had to balance
the cart in the air so I didn't fall forward.

There was more to it, but it is foggy. I wanted to go back up the road, but the jump
was harder to traverse the other way.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID UNDERLINED IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

Walking with someone in a town I where I used to live.. I realized I needed to go back to my old house. I told them and walked the opposite way. The parting was kind of difficult.

I realized I was walking the round-about way to the house, picturing the map.

I started to approach a place I had worked (had to walk by it) I didn’t want them to know I was back, to think I’d stay. An old coworker walked out of the building. She looked beautiful in an unconventional way. I turned my head, wondered how to avoid her recognizing me. I thought about just walking past. I dropped my files [on purpose?]. I squatted to pick them up. She came over and we talked about me coming back to work. She said I should make sure to let “her”, the director, know that I wouldn’t be staying indefinitely. She stressed it.

I saw her words as written text, up close like they were the only thing in the world. I zoomed in further. A word or two related to what she was stressing were highlighted and bold and underlined [green or red or purple? Maybe all, seemed it changed color] I came back [or was it parallel?] to picking up the folders. There was one that was particularly important and the way it was stacked relative to the rest was of importance. I wasn’t sure how I should hold them again.

I felt trapped into the job, but also like I wanted to work there. I felt confused about what I was doing, why I was in this town again, where I was going after.

I was playing MC, can't remember much that happened, but I ended up practically becoming part of the game.

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Bleh, looks like I forgot all of today's dreams

My LD: Was getting chased by some weird tings and I was like wtf fam and I realized this cant be real. I didnt stabiliize tho and dream only lasted bout 20secs.
Non LD: Was mountaineering with ma mates and all of ma mates apart from me got hit by an avalanche. It was my fault as I triggered it. One of the peepz had his leg amputated and blood was everywhere and everyone was puking Lollz. Then I went into a room full of peepz having a faag and I was like where the fuck am I. I must be dreaminggggg and I was like "I could stabilise and go lucid" but I cba and decided to wake up instead.