non-lucid

Night of December 3-4

I'm in a house or apartment somewhere. A friend [no one I recognize from real life] is holding up a gallon-size plastic bag full of pieces of cantaloupe and honeydew melon. I say that honeydew melon always gives me stomachaches [true in real life]. She says that we should take all that fruit and put it in our lunches, which are at the bottom of the hill, on the school playground [the playground of my elementary school]. I answer that if I'm going to haul myself all the way down there to get our lunches, I'm going to take my computer down to the school while I'm at it. My computer's hard drive needs to be reformatted, so I do that before I leave for the school. The computer's hard drive is stored within a big, black AC adapter box [like the one on our electronic keyboard, not like the one for my laptop]. When I finish reformatting it, I unplug it from the hard drive and say, “Congratulations: it's a hard drive.”

I'm sitting at the kitchen table in House #1, working on my old laptop (my first one). P. has been using it. She's opened up a whole bunch of windows with video clips in them (VLC, or Quicktime, or some program like that that shows video), and a video editing program called Star Producer. She shows me how to get to the folder Star Producer created for her videos. There's someone else there in the house with us [I don't know who, exactly, but I got the impressions 'young' and 'female'], looking for her sweater. I point her sweater out to her; it's lying in a heap over the arm of one of the two pale green armchairs in the living room. [We actually did have those at that house.]

I'm walking around outside, on a street lined with trees, houses, and small, old apartment buildings. It looks like it might be in Louisville, because most of the buildings seem to be kind of old, and a lot of them are made of brick. A woman with long hair (or possibly a veil or shawl over her head? I'm not sure) and long, flowing clothes is on the street, going along it by floating about a foot or so off the ground. I think, Oh, she must be dreaming. [Evidently, I now take for granted that flying/floating is normal when one is dreaming... and yet, it still completely failed to occur to me that I was dreaming.] I start floating, too, but then come back down to the ground [for a reason I don't quite remember now] and continue walking. I see Arthur, Ariadne, and Eames [from Inception] there, also walking along the street. [Day residue; I was reading part of the shooting script the day before.] Eames also starts to float as they go, but comes down after a minute. I walk behind them. I hear Eames say, “I'm a little bit married,” meaning, to Arthur. I repeat this, giggling at it a little. They don't notice me at all.

Night of December 4-5

I'm at Disneyland again, in the old Carousel of Progress building. It has been filled with some really neat ride/exhibit/something-or-other. [I remember that it was much, much cooler than the one that's actually there now, but I don't remember what exactly it was because I was too lazy to write it down.] Later, after leaving that building, I meet my parents at a restaurant elsewhere in Disneyland.

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Dream 1 : A Girl Gets Her Retail On
Nonlucid
I come into work at a large retail store. [1, I do not really work at this place or at retail. 2, I am not this person. 3, This person is a short girl with short black hair while I am tall with brown hair and a guy!] I go over to my work pals but they are brooding over their lots in life as usual. I on the other hand, happily stroll over to the cash register area where there is a mannequin stand. I decide to make a design using shoes! [Her perkiness at this job would have driven me mad.] Using a semicircle of shoes with our new red shoes in the center, and in a whimsical stance, I figure I have created an advertisement design for our store and am so excited that I want to show our supervisors! [I worked retail in real life but I purposely never showed any initiative lest I started to actually feel like I belonged in the soul-crushing job that it was] Not seeing any supervisors, I ran to my coworkers in the excitement but they just gave me that sarcastic look. So I walked off to find something else to do.
What really surprised me in the dream was that my height was so short, I had so much less vision over things than I usually do.
As for the girl I have seen her before in my dreams. One night while lucid I decided to look into a mirror (always a wild idea with interesting results) what I saw was this good looking girl with short hair looking back like "hello this is me!" She was the bubbly energetic type and I am pretty sure that person in the mirror could actually see me! I was too weirded out by this and woke up.

She is not the only possibly alternate self I have come across though just the latest.

Note: This was a three level dream… I was having a dream in a dream in a dream… these can get a bit confusing, but I will do my best to keep things straight.

I am lying in my bed, I am not sure how I got there, just that I am really tired. I feel a soft furry animal curled up beside me, so I reach down to pet the animal I assume to be a cat. Instead, the animal pikas when I touch it. Pika? I sit up and turn on my iPod Touch for the light from the screen, and there is a real live pikachu sitting beside me, looking at me. He is looking at me, and he pikas again, then he curls up right by my chest, where it is really easy to scratch his ears. For some reason, even though I know that means I am dreaming, I am still sleepy and I lie down, soon falling asleep with the pikachu beside me… I slip into a dream.

I am in the Hogwarts castle, I am lucid, and I am playing games with Bellatrix Lestrange. The kind of games that end up with her shitting her pants either with fear or with frustration or anger or something… I am having a hard time remembering the details, but I do remember a couple of fragments… I am in one of the classrooms at Hogwarts, facing Bellatrix Lestrange across several desks, she is acting in her usual insane manner, brandishing her wand around like a complete madwoman and yelling incomprehensible things in between her insane cackling. I telekinetically take her wand right out of her hand, pulling it straight to me. I tell her she needs to stop waving that thing around before she puts out an eye or something. She actually pauses, looking at her empty hand and then at me holding her wand. She demands I give it back to her immediately, I tell her to take it back if she wants it so badly. She does nothing, so I ask her if that's a problem, can't she do a simple summoning charm to take her wand back? Or can she not do magic without a wand? Because if she can't do magic without the aid of a stupid little stick, then she is way more pathetic than I had ever thought possible. She demands her wand back now, I ask her if I really look dumb enough to give it back to her, then I leave the room, yelling at her to come get it if she dares…

I am in the dungeons of Hogwarts, the passages down there are like an endless maze, and I am lucid. I am teleporting all over the place, I am playing games with someone, and I soon find the person I am playing with, it is Bellatrix Lestrange. She is apparently pissed off at me about something, because she fires a curse at me, but I teleport before it can hit me. Instead it makes a hole in the wall. I teleport to a spot right behind Bellatrix and whisper quickly into her left ear, "You missed! Tag, you're dead!" and then I teleport away as she is turning around. She spins around and fires another curse, but I am gone before she even fires the curse this time. I am a disembodied voice before I re-materialize somewhere else, and I let out a hollow sounding laugh that echos through the dungeons, all around Bellatrix, making her look frantically around for the source. She is yelling at me to come out, she is calling me a coward, calling me a whole slew of names I don't recognize but I am sure they are nasty and insulting names. I teleport to a position right in front of her and give her a shove backwards, she fires several quick curses at me, I teleport and reveal the mirror behind me, her curses bounce back and almost hit her except she ducks out of the way quickly. Some more hollow laughter for her benefit. She is yelling again, apparently loud enough that it got Snape's attention. Snape comes down the hall, clearly pissed off, and barely avoids Bellatrix's franticly thrown curse. "Watch what you're doing, woman!" Snape snarls as he comes over closer to Bellatrix and plucks her wand from her hand as she is looking frantically around. I appear behind Snape, in front of Bellatrix, and she starts pointing and yelling, "There she is! There she is!" at Snape. As Snape turns around, I teleport away so there is no one for Snape to see. Snape looks back at Bellatrix with a strange look that is somewhere between disgust and pity.

I wake up from the Bellatrix dream and now I am in my living room with Tigress, it seems I fell asleep while I had been hanging out with Tigress. So now I am not lucid. Now that I am awake, I tell Tigress about the dream I just had, about the fact it seemed so vivid at the time, I tell her I could feel every sensation, every bit of energy, I really need to write down some notes to be sure I don't forget this. I pull out some paper and start writing down some notes, writing them as quickly as I can, trying like crazy not to forget about it. While I am doing this I wake from this dream.

Now I wake up in bed, I roll over and think I had better jot down notes from the dream, the Bellatrix dream and the dream where I was telling Tigress about it, but I hear something out in the other room that makes me stop and listen. My mother is talking to a man, the man's voice sounds sooooo familiar right now… I can't really believe what I am hearing. It's my brother, John, but it can't be… he's been dead for four years now… there is no way he could be back, is there? I listen to them out there, my mom is clearly thrilled that John is back, I hear John ask if mom thinks it is ok for him to wake me up to say 'hi' to me. My mother says that she is certain I won't mind considering the situation. I decide to pretend to be asleep, to not let them know I had been spying on them, so I close my eyes as I hear my bedroom door open. I peek out through one squinted eye, an eye barely open enough to see, certainly not enough for someone else to notice, and I see my brother come into the room. He is speaking to me, he says good morning, it's time to wake up. And I wake up, but unfortunately I wake to my waking life.

I listened to music and 12 songs I recall, these are the songs, with a description of the dream
Andy Warhol
A Pittance of Time, this was played for credits of a TV show I believe
I'm Not There - Bob Dylan
Ashes to Ashes, Someone was singing along with this song, and I was thinking how weird it was
I'm Not There - Sonic Youth, I believe I heard both versions, and was thinking about the previous version while this one played
Good Morning Starshine, I was thinking how similar this song was to Good Morning Starshine (In my dream it was another song by the same group I believe, that just sounded a lot like Good Morning Starshine) This was apparently their first song like this, and it was why they made another song like it.
Blue Velvet, I wish I remembered more of this one, it was cool, I guess it was like a movie or something, and one of the characters name was Velvet or Blue Velvet, I dont know, it ended with them crying "I can still see Blue Velvet through my tears"
Simple Twist of Fate, I was thinking this was a good song, I think just the lyrics were the dream, sitting in the park etc.
Superstition, thinking about the song I guess, remembering it was in I Robot
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, This one was intricate or something. It was cool I was dancing to it, and so were a bunch of other people, like a music video or something. of the "Ob-la-di Ob-la-da"parts we would put our hands to the left of our head, then to the right, left, right etc. At some point I think I fell,and at another I jumped up on a table
La Bamba, I might have been awake during this one
The Last Farewell, This one was very neat. So there was someone humming the tune to it I guess. and they were the main characters daughter I believe. So the main character heard them,and started reciting them (I guess it was a war anthem) :

"I heard there's a wicked war ablazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag araising
Their guns on fire as we sailed into hell
I have no fear of death it brings no sorrow"

Then the main character started to say "To Hell, don't you understand, that's Hell" as he pointed to the place where the war took place, on the map. Then he left, and was walking down the street, singing the rest of the song:

"For you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly"

Then there were 4 guys walking on treadmills, one was quite overweight, but they weren't actually on the treamills they were gravitated above them, and walked down to the sidewalk, they left.

This may be another dream or the same one. There was a building, some people couldn't smell, so they tried to smell the cereals. There were pits with alligators in them, with things suspended you could grab onto. one character wanted 2 others to go on on the things suspended ad he would bring them back. They did. There was an explosion and Inspector Gadget flew into the air cartoon-like. There were some boats later, one was remote controlled, and it flew onto a dock, then fell off. there was like a Bond boat chase I guess.

12/5/10 - Book of Spells
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I remember a fragment where I thought I'd met a member of the Dream Sharing team, but no matter how hard I try I can't remember what happened. Grr.

There was another dream, or maybe part of the same dream, where I was at my old school's playground with my mom. We were trying to infiltrate the school for some reason. My mom had some sort of magic powers, and was going to disguise me as a 4-year-old so that I could sneak in as a pre-kindergartener. On the other side of the playground was the pre-k class that I was supposed to sneak in with.
My mom opened a huge, old book of spells. She held her hands out toward me and said some spell that I think was in English but I don't remember the words to.
I felt myself shrink and change into an adorable little 4-year-old girl. I looked up at my mom, who was grinning like an idiot. "I'm guessing it worked?" I said.
She picked me up and hugged me. "You are SO cute!" she told me.
"Uh, okay, can't breathe here!" I spluttered, and she put me back down.
"Sorry," she said, still grinning. She said something about remembering the plan and left with that.
I made my way over to a group of little girls. They were crying about something so I figured, what the heck, might be easier to blend in this way. I sat in the middle of the group and turned on the waterworks.
There was a teacher watching the class, but she ignored us crying children. How nice.
I don't remember what happened after that.

I was at my house, chillin in the living room. My mom walks in with her spellbook. I'm in a a state of half-4-year-old, half normal self, so I kinda look like a babyish teenager with a squeaky voice. My mom smiles at me. "Good job earlier. You still look cute."
I just shrug my shoulders, grumpy because of the state I was in.
My mom hands her book to me. "Here. I put a spell on it, so it will grant all of your wishes." She just kinda disappears after that.
All of my wishes? That's odd; My mom wouldn't normally give me so much freedom. Whatever.
I went into my mom's dressing room, sat down, and opened the book.
"I wish to look normal again," I said aloud.
"Is that your one wish?" asked the book, in a creepy fortune-teller woman's voice.
"Wait, only one wish?"
"Yes."
"Ok then, that's not my wish, since this'll wear off soon anyway..." I thought for a minute. "Could I wish to be all-powerful?"
"Of course," said the book.
"Alright then, I wish to be all-powerful," I told it.
"Your wish has been granted."
Immediately I was returned to my normal form.
I looked over at a lamp and pointed at it, willing it to change forms. Nothing hapoened.
I asked the book what the deal was.
"By gaining all power, you have also taken the wishes from all others."
Whatever that means.
I looked at the book and the page was like a touch screen, with a list of names with wishes on it and two buttons next to each: "Grant" and "Ignore." I saw one person that wanted some kind of superpower, and picked "Grant."
Because of this, I was now able to use my powers.
I don't remember what happened, though.

There's another bit of a dream that I remember.
Me and my dad were on the edge of the highway with another car. We and the people from that car were all standing around with a bunch of bags and stuffed animals. My dad loaded the stuffed animals into the back of our car, and the other people loaded the suitcases into their own car. I sat in the passenger seat to wait. My dad got in the car and started driving away all of a sudden. I yelled at him wondering what the heck he was doing; Half of our stuff hadn't been packed and the trunk was open so that everything in it was falling out. I insisted he turn around.
I woke up after that.

It all starts out with me, Brad, and Alex (who is the hottest girl at my school) inside of what I think is Brad's parents car. We are driving down this unknown highway and all of a sudden the topic of female masturbation came up. For some reason in my dream I was oblivious to the multiple slang terms I know in waking life, and asked "What do you call that anyway?" Brad seemed to feel awkward talking about this with Alex, but I was intrigued and she didn't come off as awkward and we kept on with our conversation about sexual things. At some point we got up to a forest looking place with trees and dirt roads and we stopped when Alex saw this half deflated, worn down soccer ball. She went and got it and looked at it and said "It's a piece of crap!" and threw it at my face. For some reason it smelled terrible in the dream, and she was laughing. We got back in the car and drove further down this dirt road and it sort of cut to this next portion where the car was in park and Brad wasn't in the car anymore and it was just me and Alex, except she was completely nude, "playing with herself". She asked me to f** her and I said "Oh, you wanna have some fun?". I got up to getting my pants off and I had my "fun gun" in hand, and then the dream faded away. Wish it lasted longer.

During the dream I could remember what led up to this point, but now I can't!

My memory starts with me going to my mailbox across the street where I found a Keytar on top with "Holy Trinity" (the name of my old high school, grad:2008) written on the back. I figured someone had found it and put it there much like people do with the junkmail and flyers they don't want. I guess I was a little mischievous as I decided "finders keeps" and quickly took it back to my porch to bring in after I got my mail.

Now I'm back at the mailbox ready to get my mail when someone for what ever reason is patrolling my street. As I remember him, he looked alot like Lobo Sebastian (http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0780957/), an actor from "The Longest Yard". I was in fear he would see the newly stolen keytar on my front porch, maybe a hundred meters away, and punish me in what ever form. We exchange pleasantries and I was in the clear!

Next thing I remember was attempting to insert my key into the mail box (which if I remember correctly was facing perpendicular to what it does in the waking world) and feeling so drunk it took numerous attempts to get it in. This is something I was afraid the Lobo character would see, and although I knew I couldn't get in trouble for, gave me a great deal of stress. I also remember thinking it was going to be hard to work on the project with my friends being as drunk as I was, which must have been the precursor to this dream that I don't recall.

I believe I woke up shortly after this, and as I frequently do, felt very stressed upon awakening.

Thanks for reading!
-Greg

Im moving in to a new university. It is massive. The school has a running train and escalators and dorms all incorporated into it. Im in my new room, and my roommate turns out to be some sort of arab prince. I am laying in bed reading when my roommate comes in my room to ask me something. He has a big friend with him and he comes in as well, but my room is large and it’s not crowded. My roommate leaves my room and I follow him out. There is a massive half moon shaped area, probably the size of our commons (approx 40ftx20ft with a 15-20ft roof), but cylindrical and has large white pillars going up to the roof. There are a lot of people there, tons of very good looking girls. I walk around for a while, and started talking to some people. I remember it seeming like an MSN chat conversation for a while, and a third person is invited to the chat room by one of the people I was talking to. I said something like “now it’s a free for all.” I stop talking to these people and walk around for a short period of time again, and I think to myself “I should tell Adam about this, there are a lot of really good looking girls here and this party is sick.” I come to a corner area that is like 6 feet wide and 5 feet deep. I am standing to the right side of the area, and there is a ledge that is about 3 feet off the ground in front of me, as well as one like 6 feet off the ground to my left. I lift one leg high and step up onto the first ledge, then look at the second ledge which seemed higher, and wondered if I could step up onto it or if I had to climb. An Indian woman (dot kind not the feather kind) carrying a basket walks past me on the ledge into the direction of the back wall to my right, but I didn’t see if there was actually a wall there. I am standing on the taller ledge now, looking down towards the ground. There is a small elevated square with a smaller tile surrounded by dirt that I could jump to, or I could go back the way I came up, but that was all concrete. I decide to go down to the tile way. I jump down and as I land I knock down a bunch of small poker chip-like things that had been stacked up the entire wall from the dirt to the upper area. An Indian man looked at me from my right, disappointed. As I start to stack it up again, he and another man come and help me restack them, “if we all help it will get done faster.” I start walking around the party again, and i think to myself, “I should get drunk!” (to better socialize with all the people), then I remember I have a test tonight, so I think “I should study.” I look at the clock, and see its 10pm now. I think to myself oh no I missed my test! I look back to the clock and see its 7pm, so I should go to my test now. I realize I am wearing a hood, I take off a sweater, then another and then another (my RL room was really hot). I go to my room, walk in, and head over to my desk and bed. All of my stuff is gone, and there is a random object on the desk. I pick it up and yell what the f***!? I look over towards the other side of the room and there is a girl standing there looking at me. I go outside and look at the room number, and realize I’m in the 1600 section. I start walking out into the school to head back to my rooms. I get lost, and come up to some escalators down. I go on them, and they start off relatively slow, but then I hear a man’s voice over a speaker saying “are you reeaddyy?” and all the people on the escalators are like “yeahhh!” All of a sudden the escalator starts going down really fast, and gets really steep. The hand rails are like a thick yellow rubber rope, and Im holding on to both of them, but the escalator stairs are going down (vertically, not speed wise) faster than the hand rails, so I lift off the ground. I quickly let go of the hand rails and am back on the stairs, zipping downwards. I hold onto the handrails again, but this time as I let go, I go flying upwards (or the stairs are going down faster than I am), I do a flip, and land on my feet in the escalator isle to my left. A bunch of people commented on how awesome it was or something like that. The escalator gets to a flatter area where people are using their feet to pull back small strips of rubber (like in a grocery store the turney thingies you put your groceries on) that charge up, I notice this and run off the escalators to my right. I see a girl running forwards and around, so I follow her. I notice I was falling behind, but I caught up. She gets on a train that is supposed to take us back upstairs, but turns into a really long and crazy rollercoaster that goes really fast and does loops and everything. After the roller coaster, I am walking around looking for my room. I don’t remember what number my room was, but I remember I wrote the number on my room card. I pull out my simcoe res card and see a 1300 number on it. I can’t find the room, but as I enter another section of rooms I see the girl again, and I ask her if she will show me where my room is. I notice Im wearing a sweater and hoodie, so I take the sweater off, but it’s still on. She is gone, and I turn around to leave. As I’m exiting the semicircular area, I see her and she says something like “come on! I’m going to show you where you live,” I was following her and all of a sudden we were outside. She goes over to a wire fence and goes in, but I don’t see where the entrance is so I try to go in, but after a minute or so of trying to figure out the fence, I realize the door was slightly to my right, and there’s a simple latch. I go inside to see a man, a pig and the girl holding a rod with some apple on the end of the rod, feeding the pig. I go over to her and she gives me the rod to feed the pig, but I drop some of the apples and the pig lays down and starts eating. The man says “hes going to really like you now. You gotta make him stand to eat” (for exercise I thought(lol)), and he uses a long, metal, two pronged fork type thing to pick up the apples and hold them higher so the pig has to stand. The man and I start talking really technically about something and I wonder if the girl is involved with him but I’m not worried. I wake up.

It's not an exciting adventure or anything, but I was really happy I'd finally done it.

It started with me waking up and trying to get out of bed. I was tangled in the covers so I ended up tripping and falling on the floor. I looked around the room and immediately noticed that the room was very bright, as if the lights were on and that the walls were yellow.

At first this didn't seem to be a problem since the walls of my room did used to be yellow. But then I remembered I'd painted them blue over a year ago. Then i suddenly thought, 'hey! I should do a reality check!''

I held my nose and I could still breath so I whispered excitedly, ''I'm dreaming! Awesome!''

Naturally, the first thing I did was stand up and try to fly. Unfortunately , it didn't work. I'd read about how to fly in lucid dreams but couldn't remember it at the time.

Then i tried to levitate...didn't work. Somehow after that I got it in my mind that if I created a magician he could put a spell on me to make me fly. I tried to make him appear before me, but I remembered that that was difficult for most lucid dreamers.

So, I imagined the magician would be on the other side of my bedroom door when I opened it. He wasn't.

Then I thought, 'Hey, my mom's probably in the kitchen' (she's there every morning)

As I made my way to the kitchen I looked at my hands because I remembered that being one of the reality checks. I already knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to see what they looked like.

It scared the crap out of me. I had fingers growing out of fingers. I was REALLY scared and kinda started hyperventilating (which I think is weird because I'd never done that in real life...) I didn't let myself get too scared though because I didn't want to get booted out of the dream.

I walked into the kitchen where my mom was reading the paper like she always does. She looked up at me when I came in and asked me what I was doing up so early.

I told her I was having a lucid dream and that she was a part of it.

She said, ''Alright, sure,'' and kinda smiled at me. Basically the way my mom would have reacted anyway. Then I sat down to talk to her but I forgot what we were saying.

Then I woke up. I know it wasn't marvelous but I thought it was cool.

I'm running in this building with one other person and we have to stop two people from blowing it up. Theres two sections to the building so eventually we split up. I get down the hallway, and started yelling at the guards to be alert, and I saw my old First Sergeant enter. He was about to tell me something and I stopped him, and told him that someones planning to blow up this building. He left into another room, and one of the security guards started walking towards me, and seconds later, some woman in all white hit the guy in two pressure points and he immediately collapsed. I rushed at her and we flew into the next room that looked like some sort of military training class. I was trying to wrestle this knife out of her hands and stay on top of her. The people who are in there are still thinking i'm in the wrong for what I'm doing, but I have this girl in a death grip and I'm not going to let her go.

She started sweet talking another soldier and he came up just in time to get his legs sliced to hell. I flipped her around so she was on her back and yelled at the guy who was teaching the class "get this damn knife out of her hand Lieutenant"! She was squirming, but really wasn't getting anywhere and to be honest, it had me a little excited.


Also had a frag my cousin was cooking pancakes but they weren't turning out right. I went inside some giant freezer that had waffles stuck to the ceiling.

I've decided to eliminate the Importance qualifier of my dream journal. It just doesn't seem relevant anymore. None of my dreams seem more important than any other.

Fragments: Preparation
I drive my mother to the grocery store so we can pick up a few things. But the stuff I'm looking for is survival food. Stuff that can be stored a long time without going bad, and that has a high nutritional value. We're just topping off our supplies for when the shit hits the fam

Troubled Resort
Clarity: 3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm working in some sort of resort, when I notice someone else is doing my job. I go deeper into the resort, and these people try to kill me. I run from them, and encounter more of them. Only they're not human, possibly not even alive. I don't know what it is about them that makes me know this, but I just know. I kill any of these freaks I encounter without remorse. It just instinctively feels like the right thing to do.

I go out into the parking lot and can't find my car. It must have been stolen. I flag down a police car and tell him about it. He tells me that's common in this area, and advises me not to report it or I'll just cause myself grief. He seems to imply there is some organization at work here that the police fear.

The police officer gives me a ride home

Road Raging
Clarity: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm going home in a car with my brother at the wheel. He's driving like a maniac, cutting through people's yards. We pull into our driveway and smack a Z-28 parked in front of us. My brother backs away from it and it begins to roll down the driveway and hits us again. My brother tries to push it up several times, but it keep rolling back down into us. I notice a handgun on the road.

A man walks up to us and begins to give us shit. He also has a gun and threatens us with it. Just then the Z-28 pulls out with two women in the front, and I'm relieved the collisions weren't our fault. The man is still talking shit, waving his gun around, and I smack it out of his hand and beat the living shit out of him. Then I shoot him right there in the street.

We go around the corner into a bar.

Not too many full dreams lately. :\

Math class (Frag)- All I remember is I was in math class, and my math teacher was giving us a lecture on something I already knew, so I was bored out of my mind. I got out my phone and started texting a friend and then began to draw a "FML" on the table. It was something like "Today I was in math class............ FML"

Though it was only a fragment, it was surprisingly vivid.

In which I act like a brat when I can't get a meal...

My husband, another woman and I are living in a carnival of some sort. For some reason, I'm made to skip dinner and I'm very hungry.

We go to an old-fashioned circus type big top. There are folding chairs arranged in circles around the center stage as if it is an auditorium. Huge lights shine down from the center of the umbrella big top on to the stage. No one is there except the three of us. I decide to make a pizza.

After chopping up some peppers and sausage, I find my uncle's cat, Byron, and strap a pre-cooked pizza crust around his back like a saddle. Then I apply the sauce and toppings. I release Byron cat to walk around the center stage with the pizza upright, and it is natural that the toppings will cook under the big top spotlight. I sit back in the folding chairs with my husband and the other woman, and we wait.

Suddenly a kindergarten teacher enters with a class of dozens of five year olds. They descend to the stage and start dancing, freaking out Byron cat who runs around and knocks the pizza off his back. My dinner is destroyed.

I yell at the teacher and the children and leave the big top in a huff. Outside, I'm in a mall with lots of escalators and crowded halls of people rushing around. My husband and the woman are chasing behind me but I tell them to leave me alone. I'm going up the escalator to get to a bakery, but the escalator stairs move slowly and I become impatient. I start pushing my way past the people standing on the escalator, including a woman who is holding a toddler. As I'm going past her, she accidentally elbows me in the ribs. I turn around and scream at her, "I'm so sick of you people getting in my way!" My husband and the woman, who are trying to catch up with me, hear me and I feel embarrassed that I'm acting like such a brat. I try to think about why I'm throwing such a temper tantrum, but all I can focus on is how hungry I am.

Finally I get to the bakery. It is a beautiful French style cafe with lots of fresh bread in the window and baker's cabinet. I deliberate between some yeast rolls stuffed with bree and a warm sourdough loaf sprinkled with white flour. There is no one behind the counter and I can't find anyone to sell me the bread. I shout out into the kitchen, but no one responds.

I step out of the bakery and am now standing in an Asian style urban food court with a ring of food stalls encircling tables with umbrellas. The food court is very crowded, and the lines to all the stalls are long. I find the shortest line and wait my turn. When I get to the stall, I discover that they are only selling bubble tea and green tea flavored ice cream. I purchase these items and then find my husband and the other woman. They think that I'm behaving like a child and I tell them that I'm very hungry.

Type: Regular dream.
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I was in my school, walking through the back door with one of my friends. I've described the building a lot in previous dreams, but to make a long description short, it's basically a huge long atrium with light walls, and a glass triangular roof which lets in a lot of sunshine during the day. The floor is eggshell blue tile, and there are some light-colored tan brick pillars. At the back of the school there was a double door with huge glass panels so you could see through it. Once you got inside these, there was a mat and then another set of doors side by side.

We walked through each of these without pressing a special button - there is security on the campus and you have to push a button for them to open the door for you, but this wasn't the case in the dream.

As for my friend, she's the kind of goofy person who's always seen with food, whether it be mooched off of someone else or bought herself. I happened to be carrying a monetary bill of some sort, which I felt in my hand but never actually saw. It felt thicker than most bills. She stopped and said, "Puffin, can you get me a croissant?"

"Sure."

We started to walk down the atrium, past the classrooms with the closed eggshell blue doors, and then I suddenly had a croissant in my hand, surrounded by a folded napkin. It was a seamless change.

"Here." I gave it to her.

She replied, "nah, I already have one." There was nothing in her hand, though, nor anything to suggest she had bought one.

Eu tinha ido para o colégio, como se fosse o primeiro dia de aula do ano que vem. Eu lembro que eu estava procurando a minha sala, mas não encontrava de jeito nenhum.
Após algum tempo procurando (e me confundindo com a minha sala do ano passado), eu acabei encontrando. Lembro que minha namorada havia levado uma revista que falava sobre tudo de bom. Haviam matérias sobre sonhos, sonhos lúcidos e "os segredos que ninguém sabe sobre a música". Como era um sonho, eu não conseguia ler nem o índice da revista (mas mesmo assim não fiquei lúcido).
Já não me lembro de mais detalhes, lembro apenas que em algum momento eu estava fugindo de algumas pessoas (como a dona Lilian), e algo aconteceu na biblioteca, mas não me lembro.