non-lucid

It's days like this when I really don't even want to write my dreams down. But, to show my intent to recall, I guess I will.

1- Laptop Thief
My crazy neighbor is going to be house-sitting while we're away. I am the only one aware of her nefarious plot to steal all of our electronic equipment. Fearing for my laptop, I know I must take drastic action. While she is distracted, I run into my parents' room and hide my laptop under their bed. ((Because that SUCH a good hiding place. )) Infuriated, she declares that she won't rest until she gets her hands on it.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Last night was divided into two distinct segments.

The first segment involved me being at the church where we hold my school's closing ceremonies each year. The air was dustier than usual, but the ceiling was high and triangular like it should have been, enclosing the room which was very spacious. The church's walls were wide wooden panels and there were long benches, three in each row, slightly curving around the front stage area, also made of polished wood. There were unrecognizable people, probably students, sitting comfortably in the benches. I was called up to the stage by the principal of my school (who was the only person I could actually recognize).

I got to the stage and walked towards a table, sprinkled with green and orange glitter. It looked pretty bad and cheesy, like a big birthday party table or something. I knew this even in the dream, but I didn't say anything. There were five or six papers laid out on the table, and I picked each of them up. One of them read "Shel Solversten Award", which wasn't a real award. Written below the name of the award was "for having the best signed piece of artwork".

Once I got my awards, I didn't shake hands with the principal as I would do in real life. Instead, I walked right out of the building through an exit to the left of the stage. The steel double doors swung open as I pushed both of them at once, and I found myself on the side of a street. I looked back and there wasn't a church anymore, but a store. It was a brick building painted blue, around the size of a pawn shop, with large glass windows. In the window display there were those pink and white dogs like from Victoria's Secret.

I walked in, the award papers now magically gone from my hand, and went into a fitting room at the back of the store. This "fitting room" was more like a bathroom stall. There were three in a row, all pure white except for the metal hinges that squeaked when I opened the door, and there were inch-wide cracks on either side where the door closed. This made me uncomfortable, so I positioned myself in the stall where no one could look in. After all, there was a bench of people outside (but right in front of) the stalls. I sat in there for a few seconds and looked out the left-hand side of the door. I saw a man sitting on the bench, a few feet away. He was slightly overweight and looked really grubby, almost like a criminal or something. I locked eyes with him and thought, creeper, then moved over so I was hidden once again by the door.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 2:45 AM.

I was walking through Paris. Actually it didn't even look remotely like Paris, but I thought that it was anyway. I was walking through a street up a hill. The street was paved with dark brown stones, there were houses on both sides of the road. I saw something like a church up the hill. While I was walking I had to song "Paris is burning" in my head. I arrived up the hill at some sort of party. I was early, but there were already some people. They were sitting outside with plastic seats and tables. At first I was going to sit beside S., but I decided to side beside P. I asked what his daily occupation was. He had something like a painting company. I was going to ask what he was going to study, but I didn't get around to it, maybe the dream ended.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM. I don't recall much, just an image really. I guess I should draw it, but I'm not that good at that, so I'll just describe it.

I was walking through a forest with my parents. It was quite dark. The trees were thick silhouettes. I couldn't make out any details. There was thick white fog hanging above the ground. Through the trees there was a road composed of loose stones. On one stone close to where I was standing was a marking looking like a rainbow, except without color. It marked the path to a temple. That was the way we were going, but I don't think we ever got there. Through the fog I could see something or someone. I could only make out a silhouette.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM

I was standing on a train platform waiting for a train. My mother was with me. After a while two trains arrived on each side of the platform simultaneously. I asked my mother which train we had to take, it was the one on the right. It wasn't a regular train. There was a one meter gap between the train and the platform. You had to get over this gap by holding onto a rail above you. The train itself was smaller than usual. There were no seats inside, instead you had to lie down. It seemed as if the train wasn't riding on rails beneath it, but it was suspended on a single rail above the train.

I'm not sure how I got from the previous part to the next, but I think it's the same dream.

I'm in a canoe on a small lake. My mother is in the same canoe. I don't have a paddle, I left it in the train I think. I use my hands instead. There were areas through which we went in which the water had a faster current, and there were some small waterfalls. These were made by sluices.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM

I was a Russian soldier fighting the Germans in the second world war. The battle occurred at my neighbors garage. I had the scoped Russian mosin nagant rifle. I took cover behind a corner and told my comrades to take cover and aim towards the exit of the garage. The exit is a large stretch of road on both sides walled of, so we had a good shot. There were no Germans coming though, instead a large truck stopped near us from which we had no cover. I decided to take the truck head on, and so I took out my submachine gun. I had some trouble with that at first. There was no-one in the truck itself, so that left the cart behind it. I dropped a sort of grenade in it. (Really it was a round magazine drum that shot bullets in all directions when it went off.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I woke up at 10:45.

I was walking with B. I think on a sidewalk somewhere. We were walking towards a parking lot. He was talking about his two other brothers. One had a successful life, the other was too materialistic according to him. The term he used was "supercharged". We got into his a car, a big silver BMW. I had a backpack with me, so I took that off when I got into the car. After we had driven around for a while, we were going somewhere, maybe a concert, I opened and closed my window because the sun was annoying. It didn't help. At some point I think about reality checking and that I haven't done that the entire time, even though I was doing something I don't normally do. I was stupid enough to still not do a reality check, because I was fairly certain I was awake.

At some point we take an exit and make a sharp turn. Somehow I get out of the car because of this and we get separated. We can't get back together easily either, because, according to the new, the road was closed. Somehow we now both have a car, which is a problem, because I don't have my driver's license. After a while I wonder why he hasn't called me yet. I decide to call him instead, but I don't succeed, instead I see the music player on the screen of my phone.

I walk towards an isolated parking lot. There are two or three cars there. One of time is ours. Two men approach, one of them is wearing a green shirt. They are going to steel a car. At first I though they were going to steal our car, but instead they turn toward a black car parked beside it. As they approach the car, they drop a green floppy disk. I asked them about that, but they don't answer my question. The guy in green has a knife and a gun. I ask one more time about the disk, but the guy threatens my with the gun and knife, so I walk away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 1:45 AM, the following are three dreams which are more interesting together than apart.

I was in D. riding my bike. After a while I went through a tunnel. I continued on foot. At some point I encounter a large group of flightless birds. I think it were turkeys.

In the course of the night I assume I have a dream in which I write down notes on the tunnel dream.

In another dream I'm a bit frustrated that I didn't write down any notes on my dream. Then I recall that I did in fact write down some notes. I wrote down my notes on DV, where I read them. (Normally I write down notes on paper.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 2:00, again I slept in my brothers room.

Exams

I was standing outside the physics classroom of our school. W., a teacher, was standing inside. I entered. V., another teacher was sitting inside as well. She was sitting on the right side of the room behind a desk with exams on them. I took place on the left side of the room. There were other students in the room as well. We were given marks of test exams. J., a student, was given a minus 2,3 for mathematics bij T. (normally the scale goes from 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest.) J. laughed about it. T., the math teacher, was stating how bad your math skill is, by giving an example of an assignment about a sign on a train platform.

Looking for a piece of paper

I was dreaming I was in my brothers room. I was looking for a piece of paper to write down my dreams on. (I took two pieces of paper with to write down some notes on my dreams in real life.) I couldn't find any empty ones, only pieces of paper that were already written on by my brother.

School party

I was standing at the school party I had two weeks ago in real life. I was thinking about getting a beer, but it was past midnight, so apparently that stopped serving alcohol passed that time. I considered getting a glass of water instead.
Later I was doing the dishes with some other people.

Dinner

I was standing on a square close to where I live. I wanted to leave, but I didn't know if I had to pay for the dinner I just had, or if the school payed for it. Some other people had already left, others were still with me. At some point I was asked by P. what I was doing. I told him why I was standing there. P. was a good friend of mine once, but we haven't talked or seen eachother in 5 years. I found it weird to just answer his question without greeting properly.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 2:00 AM. I slept in my brothers room instead of my own. My recall wasn't very good.

I was in a large not very well lit room. There were rows of seats, the rows increased in height. There was an iron cage over the entire thing. Angelina Merkel was speaking in front of the people seated. Balkenende, the Dutch prime minister, was seated on the top row to my left. I was sitting on some sort of box in the middle with some of my friends. To my back was a hallway. S., one of my friends, was sitting next to me and against me.
I left through the hallway. I was in a hotel looking for my room. The walls of the hotel were white, the floor was red. I had to go to the right floor, so I climbed some stairs. I entered my room which I shared with J. and some other people. I noticed that there was wine spilled on my bed. I think J. did it, I wanted to trade sheets with him, but he didn't comply.

A different dream:

I dreamed about my exams. Apparently there was one more subject, but I didn't know about it before so I didn't study it, which got me a bit worried. The subject was signal processing, normally it's a part of physics.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I haven't been able to recall an entire dream, just bits and pieces:

I've been playing a lot of Fallout 2 and 3 lately, I dreamt about that. It had something to do with water.

I was sitting in the living room, my cousin and her exboyfriend were over. It wasn't her exboyfriend yet or anymore. They were here for about an hour. At the end my other cousin and her boyfriend came over as well.

I dreamt about some guy in a mountainbike race. There was a newsreader reporting about him. Later the news continued about the US being at war with the taliban I think in Sudan. I thought about what would happen if the US were defeated by the taliban.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 0:35 and was woken up by my alarm at 7:00 to recall this dream:

I was controlling a small ship at sea at night. Beside my was another ship of the same kind. We both had some kind of energy canons. We had to protect a small ship that didn't have any weapons of its own. To the left and to the right of this ship was a battlecruiser. I sailed to the back of the fleet to protect the rear. We also had a submarine in the water, but the properly trained captain wasn't on duty. At the back of the fleet to the left was an enemy submarine. Only our submarine engaged it. It fired a torpedo, but it missed. After this the captain of our submarine had a conversation with a news presenter. He said something like: try to hit the submarine and don't get hit yourself. Somewhere at this point my perspective changes from my ship to the submarine. I was a lot more nervous on my ship, than now on the submarine. The enemy submarine is now only several meters below our sub. We fire another torpedo, but it misses again.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 1:30 AM, slept at 2:00 AM and woke up to recall to following dream at 5:45 AM.

I was riding my bicycle in the southern part of a town near where I live. At the other side of the road I saw L., she was riding a carrier tricycle. She didn't look to smart for some reason. I was thinking about her daily routine. As I went on, I saw a car on top of a billboard. I think was a Toyota Yaris verso, a car my parents have. Despite it being 3 meters above the ground, it still was engaged in traffic. I think there was someone sitting behind the steering will and the indicator was on.

At some point I wasn't riding my bicycle anymore, but instead I had roller skates on. I wasn't in the town anymore, but in the countryside with a couple of farms scattered around. I think I was there because I was looking for a job. I went too far on a road; the paving stopped and a small dirt road continued. To my right was a farm with a sign saying: caravan for sale. I turned around. Somehow I could hear the name of farms owner. As I repeated the sentence my left arm felt heavy. It was because of the sentence I told myself.

I walked into a barn with one side open. Someone else was with me. As I walked in, a family consisting of two parents, a girl and a boy rode in on bicycles. This is about where the setting changes from modern day to something like a 1920 American setting. Apparently the family was criminal in a way, because I thought of calling the police. I think I didn't because of it being 1920. The parents were speaking German.

Me, the first person to join me and the boy and the girl went into the farm house, while the parents stayed in the barn. At the entrance of the house was a wall to the left, a large desk in front of us and a door to the living room to the right. We went to the living room. Me and the other person had to convince the children of something. The other person did the talking. All this time the father looked at us through a little window, but he couldn't hear us.

This is where I wake up, anticlimax, I know.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.

Non-lucid Lucid Comments

A dream earlier in the night parts into the dream but I can’t remember much.

I was standing with someone just outside of a shopping centre with a man that looked like Whitey from Adam Sandler’s movie eight crazy nights. I pulled out my wallet and there was about 6-8 $50 notes in there “What, I thought I lost them” I mumbled.

I looked around the car park and there was a big caravan in front of us, there was one guy who was eyeing it off but I just thought he was the owner keeping watch over it but was I wrong. Me and whitey just stood around for awhile chatting but soon after a man who looks like a student from my school approached us and asked us if we owned the caravan. Whitey started getting worried and he just said we were the owners; the man pulls out a knife and holds it up to my throat and tells us to go stand at the back of the caravan with our hands on the mesh where he could see them. He walks over and starts messing with the door while I put my hand at Whiteys height and he walked of to a random passer by to try and get help, the boy turned around and to my surprise was one of my friends. He approached the guy “I have had enough of your shit, boy!” he yelled

“Well come on then” the guy replied

I woke up just as my friend dropped his bag.