non-lucid

My partner and his best friend are sitting by the fire, around a large, wooden dining table discussing potential solutions for illness triggers. They are working with flow charts and all sorts of other complicated diagrams.

I am on York High Street, and there is a HUGE jewellery store on the corner. I go in, and begin browsing rings in rotating glass cabinets, but this time I discuss the type of ring I would like with a shop assistant. That part of the dream seems to go on forever, and I sense that the ladies in the shop are in a much higher class than me, and wonder what I'm doing in such an expensive store. When I take one of the rings to the checkout, the lady checks the computer for my account, and I am scared that she will realise I bought a ring the day before. (HAHAHAHA, I'm such a loser in my dreams.)

The assistant looks at me strangely, but even in the dream I am not sure how much of this is in my own imagination, as I leave the shop, I feel a bit weird, but I continue on my merry way regardless.

I browse a jewellery store for engagement rings for a while. Then I go down an extremely large step on to the cobbled streets of York. I am wearing a very big, sparkly diamond ring, which I keep stopping to admire as I walk around. This is very uncharacteristic of me, because I hate wearing showy jewellery, and especially the idea of flaunting my engagement ring.

01.11.2010

With E. at a cement place. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am with E. at a cement place. There are two big (enormous) and long walls of cement. It's like they are built so that a river flows in between them. We are walking on a platform built on the side of the walls (arrow in the pic). There are bridges every few meters. They are steep, narrow and go really high. I am afraid when looking at them, even more when i imagine myself walking on them. Those bridges didn't have smooth floor but stairs. Have a look at the pic and i hope you 'll get the idea.

Dad is sitting in my living room examining his phone bill. Mum rings me and informs me that he might need me to help him find a new contract because his current one is becoming too expensive to run.

I am in a high-tech cinema, with lots of bright neon lights. I am sitting with a crowd of people in the lobby, we are on white fold-up chairs trying to watch a film. The problem is, Jesse Eisenberg is sitting on the chair next to me making annoying comments, so I ring my mum and tell her that I'm going to stay for the 7:30pm showing in the more private cinema. I see an image in the back of my mind of driving back home in the dark, and though I have apprehensive thoughts of this being too dangerous, I still decide to stay.

I am with my sister at our local shopping centre, but it is painted white, and to begin with, the shops we pass look like mere shells of buildings.. I get a flashback that earlier on in the day we were considering stealing some penny sweets, but thought better of it. There are looters and police everywhere by now, and my sister and I talk about how glad we are that we decided not to steal anything.

As we continue shopping, we are trapped in La Senza by police, who have large crowds of people cornered in every shop. After that, the dream skips, and we are sitting in a familliar house with hot drinks, discussing with relatives how we are shocked that the police let us go.

I'm back at the military base, and I'm on some random street that I believe is right down from the bowling alley. A red Jetta pulls up, and this brunette girl steps out with her kid. She's wearing some sort of dressy power suit, and her kid looks like he's about 6 or 7.

Some other girl comes up and we're all discussing what we plan to do this coming weekend. The brunette girl is all hugged up on me, but it's kinda awkward...like we just sated dating, and are just getting the feel for what we like when it comes to being close to each other.

Anyway, they keep talking about just going out locally, but I have my doubts because the last time I went there. Me and the brunette girl go back and fourth about it, and she ends up saying they heard that the place is going to be open until 5. I shrugged and said "alright, I guess well go with that". She was just about to leave, and I grabbed her and gave her a long kiss goodbye.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

00:30

Vampire dogs
Policemen find a body in the middle of a street. Someone asks them what happened and they say teenagers are mysteriously disappearing and ending up dead in some distant place, drained from blood. I go home and I am visited by a friend. I ask him to stay away from my dogs. He asks why and I show him that they all turned into vampires. He says I’m nuts to keep them, but I tell him I love them still and I offer them my blood. To demonstrate, I offer them my hand and all of them (three, I think) come to bite me. It hurts as hell, but I am willing to sacrifice myself for them. They are all on leash, but one of them escapes. Then I get worried about him biting someone or even just my cat who is on the house. I don’t want the cat to become a vampire to. Not my pussycat!

5:00

Money, money, money
At the entrance of my mom’s building. I come with dad, but he heads to the elevator immediately and I stop at the mailbox. I have one mailbox just for me, which I don’t open for years. It’s full of cash! I try to take it out without the incoming neighbors to see and get envious.

Where's mom?
Then I’m with my mom on car. I get out to get something or someone and she goes park on some alley. Then I meet someone, wee talk for a while and then I realize she is taking too long so I go look for her. I feel I am becoming lucid, but I can’t move on to tasks without first finding my mother, because I’m worried about her. I wake up.

6:00

Casablanca (ToTY)
I go back into LD. I’m in a house and I look for some mirror. I cross one while thinking of the Casablanca ToTY and I land on the entrance of a bar. I pass a folding screen and find myself in a corridor. I spend some time there because there are some amazing paintings and sculptures that I observe, trying to memorize them. Specially a painting about some winged snake-like surrealistic creature, being ridden by some warrior and a sculpture of an abstract man with a sun and moon head. But I’m brought back to the present moment by some gentleman who is pointing me the way to enter the main room. I look inside and it is all in black and white, tables with candles in the centre, fancy dressed people sitting and listening to jazz music. I look like Ingrid Bergman in my hairstyle and clothes. But once I enter the room, the black and white becomes slowly colourful. I see a guy on the piano and a queue of at least four people who seem to be wanting to talk to him. I ask someone how can I speak to Sam and they point me the guy on the piano and say “You’ll have to wait for your turn.” But Sam was an old white guy with white hair and glasses. I said “That’s not Sam!”, but they insisted it was him, the famous Sam. “Ok, so I’ll ask him to play a song.” I didn’t feel like waiting for my turn and it was my dream anyway, so I passed in front of all the other people waiting and was about to talk to Sam, when he finished a song and got up in a very bad mood, complaining that there was too much people nagging him. Instead of him, I ended up talking to another guy who was his manager and told me I should write down my name on a waiting list and the song I wanted Sam to play. I realized I would not be able to hear him playing the song before the dream was over, so I wrote my name on the paper. I had serious difficulties, because all the pens they were handing me over did not write properly, but in the end I managed. I didn’t know what song to ask for, so I wrote down “whatever song you wish to play”, because I figured he was sick and tired of playing all the crazy stuff other people were asking.

Market in Denn (RPG task)
Then I leave the place and thing about the RPG task. I see a backdoor and imagine to be on Denn when I open it. I go to the other side and find myself inside some kind of warehouse. I look outside and this part of the town looks a bit like the wild west. I see a saloon, people in horses and a diligence. I don’t go outside, because on a side door I notice this warehouse connects to a market. It’s an indoors supplier market. It’s really early morning and they are preparing the boxes with food to be shipped to the merchants. I look for the strange fruit I’m supposed to find and I do see among pears and apples, a few boxes of something that looks like a mango, but with spikes. It looks like the picture posted by WakingNomad on DV, but it is not pink, it is reddish and yellowish like a mango. I feel it might be it, but I insist in looking around a bit more, to see if I find some other weirder fruit. I don’t, so I pick up one of those strange mangos. Unfortunately some guy appears complaining that I shouldn’t be there and escorts me out. He distracts me from my intent to eat the fruit and I wake up. Grrrrr…….

7:00

Fighting monster with love
Trying to avoid someone or something. I was already lucid, but can’t recall what had happened before. I just know I’m on a bus and outside there’s an hideous creature, half elephant, half octopus with a giant jaw-like mouth. It is crushing cars as it moves along the street and eating people’s guts. It’s horrific. And then it jumps and lands on top of the bus. People scream and try to run to the extremities of the bus. The monster opens the bus and enters on it. It shape-shifts into a more humanoid form. I feel confident I can beat it, and I think people around me notice that because they look at me hopeful that I will protect them. The monster comes to me, but instead of kicking it’s ass, I decide to try the “love approach”. I give it a hug (yuc). I realize the monster is female, because of its energy signature. I tell her we can be friends. She gets really confused and at the same time pleased. She just feels unloved and lonely. I still feel revulsion, because I can feel it’s deep down emotions and they are ugly. But I make an effort. The bus is stopped already for some time and the bus driver opens the door. We come out and walk together. I can read her thoughts and she is visualizing us together forever, all the time. I don’t like the idea so I explain to her “You know what being friends mean, right? We will go out sometimes, call each other once in a while, but we’re not supposed to be together all the time, that would be slavery.” (I joke) She asks me if we’re now going out somewhere. I reply I have no plan, but let’s just walk and talk. Then we cross some neighborhood and I see a couple of swings. I tell her “Why don’t we ride the swings together for fun?” She looks at me like “Are you kidding, that’s for babies.” But I hop in and swing higher and higher. She just stands in front of me, trying to figure out why is that fun. Then she transforms into a cloud of black ravens hovering in the sky in front of me. I hope it is a good sign. Then some ravens become black open umbrellas and then slowly all transform into dancers in the sky with black feathered wings, making a weird, dark, yet beautiful, group dance. I guess it’s the creature’s way to set her emotions free. Then she says she wants to eat “nam”. I have no clue what that is, but I interpret as Vietnamese food. We go to a Vietnamese restaurant and she is loving it! I enjoy watching them prepare strange dishes – I’ve never actually been to a Vietnamese. Then we become engulfed on a large party they are organizing on a backroom of the restaurant. Besides the amazing food we were about to choose to eat, they had a huge long table with all sorts of sweets and cakes. They were so kind and offered me to try anything I wanted. The party was only hours later, but they insisted that I take whatever I wanted. So then followed an orgy of cake eating. It feels so good, when you know it’s calories free!

8:00

First entry for my new DJ. My recall has been somewhat hazy as of late, so these are really more like fragments, but here goes.

I was with some friends, and we were all about to take some psychedelic drug. I was convinced it was supposed to be mushrooms, but it looked more like chunks of cactus. At first I tried to make the cactus into a tea, because I thought that it would be more potent than eating it for some reason. I ended up throwing up after drinking the tea, and a friend told me to just eat it. I took the remaining chunk of cactus/mushroom that I had and put it on a scale, it weighed just over 3.5 grams (don't remember the exact number but it was somewhere around that). My memory starts to fade at this point, but it comes back with me standing by a window, my trip just starting to kick into overdrive. I looked out and marveled at a sky covered in a beautiful mess of colorful patterns, and clouds that seemed cartoony and felt distinctly 3-d. I don't really remember the rest of the trip, and I never became lucid, but the parts I do remember were awesome.

I also have vague memories of getting into some kind of space battle. I do believe tengen toppa gurren lagann was involved, and I remember a very intense moment where the giant mech actually fired a kamehameha at some opponent. I really wish my recall wasn't so hazy, as this was an awesome dream scene.

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This is a dream from a while ago that I had while in my room at my mom's place - before the divorce and before I started sleeping at my boyfriend's place. I woke up and immediately typed this out to him on the laptop he gave me at the time.

7/12/2009
11:52:23 AM
(tu)Katrina
<3
Also: most fucked up dream ever. It's been a while since I've only witnessed a dream and not had me as a character in it. It was some sort of class trip for a grade 11 or 12 bunch of students into this cave. The cave was chilled but not as cold as it should have been. The walls were dark, but when you subjected them to light, they turned this sickly pink, almost looked like purple veins
7/12/2009
11:52:35 AM
(tu)Katrina
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spreading through it, but they were definitely not veins.
7/12/2009
11:53:23 AM
(tu)Katrina
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If you chipped the walls, they came off as these flaky crystal-like chunks. Kind of like melting sugar.
7/12/2009
11:54:45 AM
(tu)Katrina
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The stalagmites/tites were not regular shaped, (so I suppose they weren't actually stalagmites/tites..) but twisted and off-white.
7/12/2009
11:57:19 AM
(tu)Katrina
<3
The dream focused on one of the two teachers leading this group of about 13 kids. He reminded me of Bill Nye, kind of sounded like him, too. His thoughts were the narrative. He was one of those fun spirited teachers, always pulling pranks on his students and making them laugh. The other was a black dude who was extremely intelligent, but a little serious and unappreciative of the Bill Nye dude
7/12/2009
11:57:23 AM
(tu)Katrina
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's jokes.
7/12/2009
11:57:50 AM
(tu)Katrina
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From the students, shit.. I forgot them all already except the one..
7/12/2009
11:59:02 AM
(tu)Katrina
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So they enter in the mouth of the cave during the night. I remember it had to be night but I don't remember why. They have their supplies and it was planned as a 5 hour exploration of this weird cave. I wish I could remember where it was located.
7/12/2009
12:01:03 PM
(tu)Katrina
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They're going through it, touching the walls and one girl took note that there were hardly any bugs in the cave. The Bill Nye dude said it was because there was a dragon in the cave, a predator that ate anything that entered. Everyone laughed but it went to the black teacher's face and he looked uneasy.
7/12/2009
12:03:05 PM
(tu)Katrina
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They get to this one part of the cave that's extremely dark and they have to light these two torch-like devices with two prongs at the end so two people could hold it while sitting. These two lazy boys are holding it, leaning against the gross, pink wall and the Bill Nye dude teacher disappears after telling his colleague that he's going to pull a prank on the students, but didn't tell him what.
7/12/2009
12:04:10 PM
(tu)Katrina
<3
One kid asks if he can cook a smokie over the torches. The second teacher sighs and says okay. Another kid asks if he can roast a marshmallow. The teacher resigns and says yes. The marshmallow kid ... shit, he kind of looked that Corey Feldman or whatever his last name is.
7/12/2009
12:04:49 PM
(tu)Katrina
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But he was happy go lucky, the goofy type and somehow I knew that he really liked the Bill Nye teacher, that he was inspired by him.
7/12/2009
12:06:13 PM
(tu)Katrina
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So the kid is leaning the marshmallow towards the fire, saying he likes his burnt and the teacher tells him to stop but the kid was almost done so he continues. The teacher gets a little frantic and bats the stick away from the kid and the gooey marshmallow hits the ground with a slap.
7/12/2009
12:06:30 PM
(tu)Katrina
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All the students are confused and look to the teacher for explanation.
7/12/2009
12:07:16 PM
(tu)Katrina
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My vision goes to the Bill Nye dude, who is now fully clad in a fire-simulating suit, walking towards the mouth of the cave while putting on the dragon head.
7/12/2009
12:09:52 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He was giggling to himself and the narrative went something like "I knew I had to scare those kids with the suit. I had been working on this suit for ages and didn't have a chance to use it until the excursion to Dragonbreath Valley. It wasn't for no reason that I set them up earlier, oh no. I knew I'd get some legit screams, but the suit was so obviously human shaped that they wouldn't last
7/12/2009
12:09:54 PM
(tu)Katrina
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for long."
7/12/2009
12:10:35 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He's working his way through the cave when the vision goes back to the group of students.
7/12/2009
12:10:47 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The marshmallow begins to sink
7/12/2009
12:11:50 PM
(tu)Katrina
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No one notices at first, but a boy points out that the marshmallow is nearly absorbed into the ground and asks why that happened. The teacher looks hesitantly at it and tells them that they should leave. The students give groans of protest saying he always kills the fun, but they follow him as they trek back outside.
7/12/2009
12:13:07 PM
(tu)Katrina
<3
The marshmallow kid trips on this chunk of wall and reaches out to brace his fall. His hands hit the floor with this weird smack and he wonders at it for a second before he realizes he's sinking into the floor.
7/12/2009
12:14:32 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He cries out. The students look back. This is a particularly narrow part of the cave so the teacher is shouting, asking what happened. "He's stuck!" they cried. Two kids tried to pull him out but the floor was solid around his hands and knees so it hurt to pull.
7/12/2009
12:15:37 PM
(tu)Katrina
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Suddenly, his steady way downwards stops and he half breathes a sigh of relief. The two kids try chipping their way towards him with the picks they brought in their bags.
7/12/2009
12:17:05 PM
(tu)Katrina
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It goes back to the Bill Nye dude. He's taking the same route as before, but notices some differences and begins to feel uneasy. Suddenly, he comes across a hole in the wall, spilling out this orange and black caked goo. Looked like lava and glowed like lava but was cool to the touch.
7/12/2009
12:17:45 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He took measure not to step in it and removed his dragon head, walking faster, concerned.
7/12/2009
12:19:05 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He hears a horrifying, shrill cry. All the students and the teacher are running by him blind with fear. The other teacher yells at the Bill Nye dude to follow, but he refuses and the others leave without him. He still hears the pained screaming down the cave so he drops the head and begins to run.
7/12/2009
12:19:54 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He makes it to the place where the boy was stuck in the floor and believe me when I say when I woke up I shuddered at the image.
7/12/2009
12:20:50 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He was on fire, but it was a slow fire - slow and hot. The orange goo was everywhere, crawling almost life-like, drawn to the human bodies and it was piled up on either side of the kid.
7/12/2009
12:22:17 PM
(tu)Katrina
<3
I coudn't make out the kids features, but his animalistic groans and gurgles were coming out of a black hole, opened wide. His body was convulsing and he'd shrink back from the two goop monsters whenever a part of him brushed them, even though they were cold.
7/12/2009
12:22:37 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He was immobilized, released from the floor but caught between the goo.
7/12/2009
12:23:26 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The teacher stood in shock and revulsion at the site of horrific disturbance.
7/12/2009
12:24:08 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He didn't know what to do. He called out the student's name and grabbed a water canteen uselessly and attempted putting out the painful fire. He knew it wouldn't work.
7/12/2009
12:24:23 PM
(tu)Katrina
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Suddenly it shifted to first person and I could hear the teacher's breathing and see what he saw.
7/12/2009
12:25:12 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The floor began to slide down in the center, the boy still screaming and gurgling and convulsing. The goo clung lightly to the walls and fell slowly after it.
7/12/2009
12:26:31 PM
(tu)Katrina
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An enormous, demon-like head erupted from the ground behind it and screamed in hissing and this weird, two toned roar. It's eyes were blind and tiny - but glowing orange. It dripped in the goo, it's jaw was narrow but so fucking huge.
7/12/2009
12:28:42 PM
(tu)Katrina
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It opened it's mouth to a bug-like sheen that covered it's tongue. Like a black bettle's shell. The inside of it's mouth was thick with slime and saliva, it's teeth these jutting black things - kind of like a shark in that it had so many layers of them but they were more shaped individually like a cat's.
7/12/2009
12:29:28 PM
(tu)Katrina
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It tore at the boy, taking him in two pieces and there was blood mixing with the goo and the, now, dripping saliva slime of the monster.
7/12/2009
12:29:57 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The teacher gagged and turned to run but was engulfed whole into the ground.
7/12/2009
12:30:39 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He fell into a tunnel like thing with sticky walls and darkness.
7/12/2009
12:30:53 PM
(tu)Katrina
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Shit, I hope I mentioned that the floor was a different colour than the walls.. I don't think I did.
7/12/2009
12:31:30 PM
(tu)Katrina
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He found his flashlight - somehow - but fell and started slipping down the decline of this weird tunnel. That's when he realized he was inside the monster.
7/12/2009
12:31:55 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The monster's span was the entire floor of the cave and the depth beneath the entirety of the tunnels.
7/12/2009
12:32:35 PM
(tu)Katrina
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It broke through it's own skin, the lava like goo was a healing agent and a predator's aide in catching it's prey.
7/12/2009
12:33:10 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The teacher understood that the moster was impossibly huge and probably almost impossible to kill.
7/12/2009
12:33:39 PM
(tu)Katrina
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Inside the creature it was more green and blue than the pink and orange atmosphere above.
7/12/2009
12:34:58 PM
(tu)Katrina
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The teacher's narrative detailing his realizations and taking note of his likely death when he reaches the stomach of the creature were the dream's last comments before it split off into the dream I had been having simultaneously with this one.

This occurred while I was sleeping in my bedroom at my mom's house on either January 12th or 13th.

It started out in a suburb in (what my mind was telling me was) Regina. I was with my friend, Kris, and my boyfriend, Zack, and we were walking around the blocks aimlessly. I remember very little of our conversations, other than Zack expressing that he needed to go somewhere to pick something up. Zack left and this girl I spent time with twice last year came up to me and asked to hang out. I said okay, as long as we could pick up Zack when he was done. Kris and the girl left suddenly when my back was turned and I was wandering down the empty, fall streets alone. I was looking for Zack.

I don't remember finding him, but suddenly he was with me. We were at my elementary school for an open house. (I had been talking about my memories of open houses at the schools with Zack the previous night.) I knew there were other people there but we didn't see anyone. We wandered in the hallways and were about to leave through "the Big Kids" door, when I heard a horrific scream from a middle aged woman from outside the doors. I said "So much for leaving early," and ran out the doors. Zack was no longer with me but I did not notice. As the noise from the commotion became louder, shouts and orders for people to "search" or "get a shovel" or what have you, I began to feel uneasy but would not give in to panic.

I found out that a boy had gone missing during an outdoor activity. The snow was light - but it was everywhere. The entire scene was white and the outside of the school was how it was in my days of elementary school with an endless field in the distance. (Now there are many new and modern houses being built so there is an entire neighbourhood that had not existed until 5 years ago.) I had a shovel and began moving snow from a particular area that I had a "feeling" about. I knew he was under the snow. I meticulously carved out perfect squares around him so I would not hit him with the shovel. The boy was not someone I had ever met in real life and he was about 6 or 7. I picked him out of the snow and laid his upper body on my legs.

He was wearing a snowsuit - a blue one. The snowsuit was covered in thick, hard ice and his hair was frosted and matted. But it was his skin, his entire face that was blue and covered with the sheening coat of ice. I tried to get it off of him, with my fingers and nails, but it wouldn't come off. I told him not to try opening his eyes. He opened his mouth and the ice was a trail inside his throat - I could see it continuing in a hard line. His breathing was painful and short and ragged. He said my name. I said, "They called the ambulance and we're taking you to the hospital. We're glad we found you. You're alright." He said my name again. I, again, told him it would be okay. He said my name a third time and this overwhelming hysteria came over me. I felt true, primal fear and my vision blurred and everything in me burned with terror. I sputtered out "It's going to be okay!" but it came out a shrill, terrified scream. The boy began moaning and saying he was afraid and I felt horrible that I could not comfort him. I looked around for someone to comfort both he AND I and I couldn't see anyone, though I knew they were there. I looked into his throat, this gaping and surreal mess of red, irritated flesh and ice, hearing his moans and childish whimpers of fear... I woke up.

I felt guilt and terror. I was shaking and sweating - I cried. I felt sick with the guilt of not being able to comfort him. I felt hatred at my inability to control myself. I rolled over and texted Kris at 4 in the morning and fell asleep again before his reply that came but a few minutes later.

1-23-11

Dream1: France
Nonlucid
I was on vacation in France and waiting with fellow travelers for the tour guide or someone to come get us because the trip was over.
I was seated on the cobblestone between 2 walls like this. I was sad because the trip was over. I looked around waiting I looked at people walking by and the giant concrete eagle on the wall above me. On closer inspection it was a giant pigeon. [This alone should have told me this was a dream]. Then I looked at some people and checked out the pigeon again. "Hmmm I could have sworn the thing was looking left...." I looked away then back and it was looking in different directions! Then I saw the giant pigeon head move like the stone was alive! I was relieved that I was not crazy, whew! [WTF? And I am a little disturbed to think that this is just what a crazy person would think! "no need to worry, the stone pigeon is alive!" Still no LD, amazing...] I looked around at what a nice day it was but I was getting board.
Then I was in an apartment. I looked up to see a window and it was night. I looked around to see that there was a woman there (white, black hair, mid 20's) this was a living room and I could hear rain. I looked outside and saw it was very dark outside and the rain was pouring down onto the cobblestone ground outside. "I was in Paris twice before and it was raining then too" I said. [I have been to Paris twice but the weather was perfect.] I looked to the girl and she looked back like "so?" I walked off to see what else I could find while marveling at how real everything was.
Then I was in a store a lot like Harrods. I strolled around and just when I thought everything was too boring someone said there was an alarm. I was thinking if I should leave or not when a woman came up to me and said in a heavy french accent "you should really go you know, its dangerous." Then she looked off into the store and from her I heard the word "bomb" even though she did not speak it. I looked outside for the massive bomb/anti terror squad there was sure to be but there was only one police car with its lights on and he looked like he was talking to a woman on a bicycle. "Hmmm, doesn't look like much of anything" I thought.

Dream 2: Midflight
nonlucid

I was driving on a road. Then I saw a line of people in a left turn lane, but they were people, no cars just people standing there waiting for the light to turn. This was interesting so I pulled in behind them and then I realized I didn't have a car but I was walking. The light turned green and everyone turned into a parking lot and walked into a bland white building's back door. I walked in a little after them. I felt like I was trespassing but I walked around only to see that it was a factory plant. I walked out the same door and saw a little old lady startled and then she walked off. "Oh this is really going to be boring." So I decided to fly but I was going to try the superman style take off I have been reading about. It worked! Then I realized that I still I had no idea what I wanted to do up here! Then then visionary shapes started to break apart into random lines and then darkness. I was awake, damn and had just taken off too!

I had some of my friends over for some sort of party or something. They weren't all necessarily my friends. The party was in my backyard and we were going to play a game of soccer. The game was about to start, when one of the jerks grabbed the ball and started the game without warning. I told him he was stupid and said we were going to play the game in the dream world. So i through the ball back into the goal thing, and went inside to see if the girl, who i can't identify, who was bringing the dream equipment was here yet. She was here, and when i reminded her about the dream equipment, she started crying and begging for forgiveness, she couldn't believe she forgot it. I felt bad for her so i comforted her. Then it was over.