non-lucid

Morning of May 5, 2017. Friday.



I am teaching a psychology class based on the Holt, Rhinehart, and Winston textbook (which I only actively used for one year). It seems to be eleventh or twelfth grade (with no association with AP students). One female, a young version of Zsuzsanna, is somehow seated on the desktop rather than the seat near the front of the class, to the right. The rest of the students are sitting in their desk’s seat.

Over time, I am trying to focus on a chart over the chalkboard. At first, I assume it is something to do with levels of consciousness (which is not a real part of the textbook in the way it is displayed). The bottom is first labelled as “UNCONSCIOUS”. Looking more closely however, I see that it says “PRIMARY PRODUCERS”. It then dawns on me that I am actually trying to explain something relevant to biology and what looks to be a food pyramid diagram.

Still, I become curious when the animal icons on the left (one on each “step”) all appear to be primates, displayed as if they are meant to be going up the steps of the supposed food pyramid. The one on the second-last step is a human, but in silhouette as in the other cases. Looking more closely, they appear somewhat distorted, almost like inkblots or human shadows with three or more arms in odd positions.

Still, I look at the top of the triangle, where the “TERTIARY CONSUMERS” section terminates. It firstly appears to be a man flexing his left biceps. I look more and more closely and finally see it is Atom Ant (the cartoon superhero). I squint trying to work out what is going on. Perhaps someone played a trick on me and tampered with the diagram. As my emergent consciousness kicks in, I am trying to work out how an ant would symbolize my emergent consciousness. Then I realize that the phrase “Up and at'em - Atom Ant!” is a reference to waking up and getting out of bed.

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This dream was directly influenced by a dream (from January 2, 2016) that I reviewed and posted on a couple sites before my last sleeping period; the one titled “Evolution of Waking”. It has very similar waking symbolism and also (though less present as here) the idea of waking as “evolving”.

Continuously studying and understanding my dreams for over fifty years, it seems obvious that many of my dreams have integrated a virtuous circle into some dream types, where the real-time waking symbolism is so obvious as to be a no-brainer in many cases, even in surreal scenarios such as this and the January 2, 2016 dream.

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2017, 05-04

Voices in the Night

I am lying in my own bed, completely unaware that I am dreaming. I am just lying there in the dark, but it feels like there is someone there with me in the dark. I stay still, I don’t really want to let whoever it is know that I am awake. I lie there for a bit longer and I think I am about to fall asleep when I hear a voice. It is a male voice speaking loud and clear, the voice also sounds like it might be mechanical or a recording, or maybe a digitally altered voice. It says the same thing three times in a row. “Go kill yourself. Go kill yourself. Go kill yourself.” I can also feel something in the room moving around in the darkness, I can’t really explain how, but I feel something there. And I become very angry at whoever or whatever is in the room with me. I respond to this anger by letting out a stream of expletives that is way beyond the words I am normally likely to use, focused mostly around the ‘F’ word. “F$@% off, you f$@%ers! F$@% you! Go f$@% yourself, you f$@%ing piece of f$@%! F$@% you and the f$@%ing horse you rode in on! Did your f$@%ing horse come up with this plan? It’s way too complicated for a f$@%ing idiot like you!” My cursing continued for a bit longer, repeating the part about telling them to go f$@% themselves. I can practically feel a presence of someone standing right beside my bed and moving around me, but then I wake up and all is normal.

I wrote down, but don't recall what it means: "no fate but what we make" (I watched Terminator earlier that day) and Ian McKellen. I think Ian said the famous Terminator line as part of a speech to 'us'. Us probably refers to several characters I met in the dreams I'll now summarize (they're all related, same 'continuity').

I was doing some kind of basketball challenge. I had to dribble my way through a kind of trench (?), maneuvering my way past several opponents. Not willing to give up, I somehow outdid myself, and made it to the end. That would never work in real life.

I remember being in a hotel, and getting into a dumbwaiter in the kitchen. It went up, and I ended up between the corpses in a morgue...

Notes mention Rick Moranis, don't recall the scene.

Throughout the previous dreams (of which I forgot key scenes), a team had been assembled of random people I met in those dreams. Like the "Guardians of the Galaxy", but even bigger losers. One of them was a waiter from that hotel, perhaps Moranis was another. And me, of course - the basketball guy. We all traveled in a cool-looking spaceship. We flew through a kind of wormhole, into a dark planet's atmosphere.

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First dream completely unrelated to the first bunch. I was at Santa Monica Beach, and I was wearing absolutely ridiculous clothing. A bloody skirt? Pink, no less? I was understandably embarrassed. I didn't want to be seen. I started flying to stay out of sight. I was having fun, so the clothes thing kind of vanished (if you don't focus on it, the dream makes it vanish) as it ceased to be relevant. Flying low through a street, a guy suddenly turned to me and asked something really weird. I think he asked me to record something on tape...? I kept flying, but everywhere I looked, there he was... asking the same question over and over again, in exactly the same tone. I flew higher to get away, but when I looked back (down), there he was! Somehow right behind me in mid-air, asking that question again! I was seriously freaked out at this point. I violently threw him off of me, and he fell down. I somehow had an injury in my side all of a sudden? I woke up, and for some reason immediately checked my body for the injury. Not sure why I did that.

Right before I opened my eyes, I had a vision of a number. 12:14 (in green numerals). I finally woke up, and checked the time. It was 12:14...

Another dream in which I have to go back to high school... it never ends. This time though, it didn't feel like a nightmare. I felt okay with it.
I also recall having a heartfelt conversation with one of my former bullies, Max. That was nice.

Awful dream. I was holding a kitten in one hand. I wanted to cause myself emotional pain by hurting the innocent, and losing my own innocence in the process. I wanted to do something awful, knowing it would hurt me. I repeatedly stabbed the little kitten with a knife...

I was swimming in an outdoor pool. I was doing crawl, and going ludicrously fast. I'd lost track of the time, night had fallen. Someone looked at me with a look that said "you're still here"? Everybody else had already left quite a while ago.

I remember diving in this pool, and it was impossibly deep. Like the closet leading to Narnia, this pool was at least a hundred feet deep, had rocks and algae in it, and had all sorts of fish in it... even some extremely large species the size of whales... it was actually kind of creepy, in the typical way deep water always scares me. The unknown, not knowing what's lurking in the dark beneath you. You could not see the bottom of this pool, and large beasts lurked everywhere.

I got out of the pool at the end, and walked over to (presumably) my towel to dry myself.

Boatload of dreams this night, a lot of it XXX-rated so expect to see a lot of "redacted". We start with a fully redacted sex dream featuring REDACTED.

I'm held captive in a room up high in a skyscraper. I remember seeing a painting (?) and thinking the bad guys are the developers of the game "Hitman". Random, I know... The jail had bars that somehow "rotate" (hard to explain) which makes it impossible to break out. A jail guard sees me move and assumes I wanted to escape, so he comes in and installs an additional neck restraint which secures my neck to the wall. At some point I escape anyway, and jump through a window and fall down. But I somehow knew I'd be fine. The skyscraper looks quite futuristic.

In this dream I was flying outdoors, using a poncho I was wearing as a cape that helped me fly (it generated lift, somehow). I landed, and continue a previous plot by talking to a Spanish girl (something about her high-heeled shoes?).

Zombies attacked our old house. I was in the garden with my mom. I tried to fight, but my guns would not fire (I couldn't pull the trigger, typical in scary dreams), so I had to resort to using an improvised melee weapon.

I remember REDACTED & a T-Rex, and I saw in first person from her perspective how it bit her, holding her in its maw (still on the ground). Her sight went black, and I saw her body on the ground with a bite taken out of it.

I was watching TV, watching REDACTED by dinosaurs and giant wurms (like the ones from 2005's King Kong). REDACTED, thinking my dad and his wife Debby (who were in front of me, also watching the movie) wouldn't notice. I asked them what these wurm-things were. My dad simply said (in that typical tone): "Could you stop that, please". I knew he knew REDACTED." I simply replied "I'm not doing anything".

I remember a scene in which I recalled I'd forgotten my bicycle somewhere in southern France... I figured I should leave it there, as the cost of retrieving it would be higher than the price of the actual bike.

Dream that started in a gym and has way too many small random details, I will not bother to even *try* writing this all down. REDACTED on catwalks above the ground, waiting for them to start fighting (and REDACTED), but it doesn't happen.

I was at a kind of get-together of people I've met throughout my life so far. My grandfather (recently deceased), dad and some ex-colleagues were there.
The dream was partially lucid. I told my grandpa I loved him. Something I was too chickensh*t to do in real life, and will pay for with an eternity of guilt.
As I woke up, I could still hear the dream's soundtrack, which fit the mood perfectly.

Dream in which I met, and had a crush on Winona Ryder. I think I even got to kiss her.

I was with two girls. They were both attractive, but I liked the blonde the most. We were in a "fight club" situation or sorts... we were fighting for fun, and decided no one should hold back. It felt liberating, being able to unleash all that pent-up aggression on a willing adversary. Temporary freedom from the drug that is 'civilization'. I thought to myself that I wanted to get to know the blonde girl better, once we were done beating the crap out of each other.

Not sure I want to go into too much detail here. I was 'busy' with a cute black prostitute. My brother was nearby. Yeah.

It was night and I was on a bus, right behind the driver. The driver was completely nuts, and rammed several cars off the road. After a bridge, I got off the bus, and realized I should flee, as I heard the police coming. I sneaked away and started running as fast as I could. I could feel gravity decreasing, so I naturally took to the sky and started flying. The whole world felt like it took place on a circular artificial floating island. I was running on the outer "edge" of the platform. Beyond that were more buildings, and then the ocean.

It was time for the wedding party but being a bride's maid I was confused...I still had rollers in my hair and so did a few others."Take that thing off girl!" replied one of the brides maid as she ripped the roller off my hair and let a curl form. Quickly the other brides maids followed the leader but there was quickly something else on my mind. The park was flooding with dark brown murky water."This may be apart of the party but I'am not letting myself get swept away". Grabbing onto a tall rockI tried pulling myself up but I kept slipping down. Going around the rock calmly though I began to walk up what seemed like a hill.

Soon I found myself on a tall Rocky Mountain with a big gap in the middle and a huge round rock in btw the gap.I became lucid and was thinking of jumping onto the rock when suddenly a voice emerged and spoke saying "There is a river that flows down the mountain". To my surprise a scruffy blonde man in what seemed Tarzan garment was clinging onto the round rock as the river formed and gushed down like a waterfall."He waits for the blonde woman to follow him"the voice continued. I than looked to see a blonde woman standing on the Rocky Mountain. It looked like she was hesitant to jump.

Thinking about the topic of dreams and how guys tend to expect blondes in their dream quite a bit I decided to ditch the cheesy mountain scene and walked around as a walking path formed where the gap was. There I played with the form of a random small black and aqua train that flew near me.But a cynical voice coming from the other side caught my attention. "There's a girl fooling around with the dream.Find her and get rid of her". Hopping onto the train, rails began to appear and the train sped up as well."This is fun!" I cried out as it swirled and rushed through the air like a roller coaster. But the fun eventually came to an end. The train slowed down and I hopped onto a rocky path where someone took my hand and walked me down the path.

In front of me was a small elephant girl and her mother walking down the path that had shaped clouds on each side. One of the clouds formed into Lisa from the simpsons kissing a cat romantically. Lisa than appeared and talked about how her childhood went by so quickly. Knowing how confuzzlibg dreams could be I kept walking on till I came across a city street where a group of guys were trying to use a purple round ball to hit me. In an attempt to avoid them I flew around a tree but to no avail so I just landed on the ground and hit the ball back."The ball feels kind of hard"I replied than hit it back when it was thrown again. One of the guys wearing a dark purple hoody replied "Yeah, that's cause when you've been in the dream a while it starts to stabilize". That's when the other guy threw the ball harder and higher. I hit it but it went up and over my head. I stayed put even with the possibility of the ball landing on my head and it landed on my hand as the same size but a basketball.It seemed after that the guys were going to be nice to me so I followed when they said there was a party. But when we arrived in the building the group quickly dispersed and a hand rose fro the ground trying to hit me hard. I wondered if it was Kiro since I was trying to summon him but his hands seemed bigger.

"Lets get out of here together" I told two other worried girls. We flew out together and rose into the starry sky but we weren't going fast enough. "Work together"I said grabbing onto one of the girls as I thought of myself as a boost and her the steerer. The other girl disappeared and I began to notice melee characters flying toward us."Bye Mario,link,turtle guy" I said after summoning a axe and plopping them off the sky one by one. Soon no one was following and my back up disappeared. Than the drea shifted...

I was now in a room with musical instruments that resembled the ones fro the horror game "Bendy And The Ink Machine". I played one unconsciously than flew away and hopped from narrow walls till I reached the outside.A voice came out saying that Bendy would give me a nose bleed in my living room even if I got away luckily though. Paying not much mind to it i looked around to see I was in what seemed like a train theme park. A white monster who pretended to be Bendy tried running after me there but he was clumsy and tripped. I thought of beating him with a stick softly but than changed my mind.Woke up afterwards.

Notes: Purple was a repeating element in this dream.

Date of Dream: THU 4 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 106 - Separated Sections

Dream 106 A - An Unreachable Seminar
It was Monday the 14th of February in Katrina's accounting class and she mentioned that we wouldn't be having class on Tuesday the 15th of February because we were going on some kind of excursion. It then skipped to Tuesday and we arrived at the building that this seminar was going to be in. The accounting coordinator, named John in the dream (his name isn't John in real life and his appearance in the dream was also altered) said that we all had to take the lift to the 12th floor. As always, I was scared of taking the lift and so I hesitantly approached John to tell him. Grumpy John followed after me while I tried to find stairs.

I eventually did find stairs but they only went up to six floors and then it was a dead end. At the top, he grouched at me that we would have to take the lift but I wasn't having any of it. Once we got to the bottom floor again, I said to myself, “Nope, I'm going home”. Just then, my mum appeared and said we could go to the shops. The dream scene then skipped to these shops which looked like a good shopping centre but it was really just one, long, bendy corridor. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 106 B - The Dock Of Fort Beach
I forgot what I was exactly doing at the start but I do remember these to baby boys, one with hair and one without. My dad would give me one baby to carry but the baby would appear extremely heavy and I'd start to drop him. The dream would always make me lower the babies to the ground and unintentionally hurt them. As I'd then give one baby away, my dad would always offer me the other one and the process would repeat itself. I eventually told my dad that I had enough and so he stopped giving me babies.

I then found myself walking along a wide version of Canals in Venice. I was on the skinny path side next to the tall buildings while my brother was on the open side which on-looked to distant scenery. He then asked why I was on this particular side and I told him it was so I didn't have to cross later on. He then had to find somewhere to cross over himself... He eventually found a skinny metal bar across the river which he crossed over.

We then ended up this place called The Dock of Fort Beach which actually wasn't an open coast, it was more like a contained which I remember calling the “basin”. One end of of the so called basin had steep cliffs on each side and as you went further to the other end, the terrain would become more even. My whole family was at that place, including RC (and no, her full name is not "Reality Check"). I wanted to try and “fly” up to the top of the cliff from the lower end of the basin... So I would flap my arms and each time I did that, I would get slightly higher (just how Kirby moves in Super Smash Bros) but I would never be able to get high enough to land on the cliff. I tried again a few times before I gave up.

I then said to my parents that I was going to “go to sleep for a few minutes” but what I was really insinuating is that I was going to see Dreamy WB for help but I didn't want to say that to my parents. Then I actually shut my eyes and it was just like I was having a light sleep in real life. Although I couldn't see Dreamy WB, my mind was still visualising her (like in real life when you think about things). The basin had no water around but I felt these waves coming over me like I was at an open coast. Each time I knew one was about to come, I'd take a breath in and hold it until the wave went back down. Eventually, a wave went up and completely covered me and that's when I woke up to find myself still in the basin dream scene.

The cliff now appeared lower to me and more accessible. I tried the same flying move and this time, decided to go slightly higher than the cliff top to ensure I wasn't “cheating”. When I was on top of the cliff, my dad was so amazed that he wanted to take a photo of me. I was worried when sitting in my pose that I was going to fall off the cliff but I didn't. He then took the picture and showed it to me... But the preview on the camera wasn't me, it was replaced with an animated lion's face, like something from the movie Madagascar. I then really woke up.



There is much more to the "sleep scene" and the effect of the environment afterwards than recounted here. I do have some thoughts to share on it... So stay tuned for my first "Behind The Scenes" Journal!

Hey guys, I've been gone for a while. Since I've been getting lucid in almost all of my dreams I had lost motivation to journal them all, because it was just so much stuff. Anyways, I have planned to write all of my "WTF" type dreams on here as well as my interesting Non lucids. Every once in a while I will log in a Lucid as well. I guess I'll just mix them all up. Anyways, here goes.

1. I'm in Dylan's house. Everything looks pretty much the same except for the fact that it's a bit darker all throughout the house. All of the lights seem to be off except for the light in the kitchen, which is glowing with an extremely bright white light. Dylan sits down in the living room and I join him. At this point we're just chilling for the most part. Dylan's dad walks in and proceeds to go into the kitchen. Out of curiosity we both get up and join him. While walking into the kitchen I notice a painting on the wall. It looks like a painting from Imaginary Foundation, and it is so large that it covers 3 panels with each panel being about 28 x 20 inches. I mention it. "Whoa dude where did you get this painting?" I ask. "I don't know but it's coming down next week to make room for something else" Dylan's dad says. Dylan has no reply and seems fine with this.
We all then go back to the living room and take a seat once more. About a minute or so passes when suddenly Mack walks in. She comes into the living room where we are seated and practically yells, "No Cory I will not marry you". I am flabbergasted at such a random statement, and for some reason and little hurt. Seconds later Dylan's mom enters the room, and she is crying hysterically. "I know you two have been acting up upstairs" she tells us. I am lost as I have no idea what she is talking about. Yet another person enters the living room suddenly, but I do not know him. He's rather short, has short black hair, and is really skinny. "Guys, this is my friend. He's in the marines" she tells us. I get up and introduce myself, and seconds later find myself walking outside and talking with this guy.
For some unknown reason, I begin to roast this dude about how he's in the military but yet is so skinny(This is not like me at all). "Yeah dude, I've actually been trying to gain some weight, specifically muscle" he tells me. I acknowledge his response and we keep walking. We walk into a large school of some sort, possibly a college, and after walking down a hallway for a bit we go into a classroom. The classroom is fairly small, and the carpet is a mix of gray, blue, green, and purple colors. The walls are a normal white. As we both take a seat, the class begins. Seconds later Dylan and Mack walk in and take a seat as well. I then proceed to sit in my chair for what felt like literally 15 minutes at the least, and I find myself zoning out and daydreaming about other things. When I come to, I take a good look at the professor. He has medium length black hair, and strong blonde highlights. "What the hell, I have no idea who this dude is" I think to myself.
Suddenly Dylan and Mack get up and come over to me. "Dude come on lets leave" he tells me right before he walks out. I stay seated for a moment. I look back up to the professor, but it isn't the same man. Now it is some Indian man. He walks up to me and tells me that I should not leave. I then somehow realize that it is 9 am, and that class is only 20 minutes in. Nevertheless the new professor had not dissuaded me, so I proceeded to rise up from my seat and exit the class. When I got out of the class I noticed that Dylan and Mack were now gone, no where in sight. I walk to the end of the current hallway I'm in and enter another classroom. This classroom is mostly empty except for a few desks and a random sitting bench pushed against a wall. Mack and my parents are already in here, but Dylan is no where to be found.
Right as I make eye contact with Mack she almost yells once more, "No Cory I will not kiss you". Wow, okay, I had no idea that I asked for a kiss, but okay. My father decides to chime in for a second. "You know Mckenzie, you should give him a try. He's learned a lot and has the potential to be a good kisser. In fact, Cory is very precarious"(I looked that shit up, and precarious means that something is dependent on chance; uncertain, so thanks for the help dad). Mack looks back at me and says, "I guess". She just so happens to be sitting on the bench I mentioned before, so I go over to the bench and plop down right next to her. Now we are straight up looking into each others eyes, and wow she has these amazing blue eyes that could make any man fall for her. I am now completely in the moment, experiencing the now. I am also experiencing a heavy rush of emotions, as well as astounding levels of excitement. "Holy shit. I'm about to kiss this beautiful woman" I think to myself, adding onto my already exponentially increasing levels of excitement.
Just then, right as we're about to kiss, someone calls Mack's name and she gets distracted. I fell let down and cheated, for we were literally about to kiss, and I felt the happiness of a little boy. Alas, seconds later I get distracted as well, and for some reason end up leaving the room. I am now walking down yet another hallway. As I am doing so, I notice a random doorway in the middle of this hallway. There is no door attached, it is just a doorway. Hanging in this doorway are tons of pieces of thick, animal-like hair that is gray in color. I notice an old man standing to the side of this doorway, with a spray-bottle of some sort of solution in his hand that looks like straight dark yellow piss. As I walk up to the doorway to go through it, I duck my head to avoid the pieces of nasty hanging hair. By some stroke of magic or pure chance, I somehow get one of the pieces of hair into my mouth, and it is stuck.
I rush to find somewhere to spit this shit out as quick as I can. The first thing my eyeballs see as a good spot to do so, is an interior pond in the hallway, covering the length of, and replacing, the entire right wall. A woman is standing over by the pond, but I could not care less given the dire situation I have found myself in. I start walking around her to get to the pond, but she stops me by constantly readjusting her position to the point where she is blocking me no matter where I go. It's like when you're walking past someone and try to dodge them, but they go the same way you do. Except here, I am completely trapped as no matter where I move, she moves right in front of me, over and over again. I end up not ever getting the nasty animal hair out of my mouth, and I awaken.

Not much remembered from last night. I have in my dream notes "Creepy thing, plus white fluid, plastic bottle." I don't remember what was creepy, but I do remember waking up with a scared feeling. And I do remember a plastic water bottle filled with some weird white fluid.

Cursed fragments. That's all I've got for today. D: And now I'm going to bed! Slept 7 hours btw.

I ran out through the yard door after being semi lucid with kiro and another non lucid escapade. In the yard I became fully lucid looking at the familiar floor of the yard and everything around me. The view was pleasantly vivid so I took it in before telling myself"I'm going around like usual". When I did run around though I came across my mom who was in a predicament. She was telling me that there was something ominous in the area. As she was telling me this I noticed a purple ooze forming and increasing in quantity behind her. It started to pull her in like a flood of purple water looping over and over again. "It's not going to hurt her"I thought as I watched and wondered if there was any meaning behind what was happening.

When she stopped panicking and walked away calmly it stopped than formed into a young man with bright blue eyes and short smoothed out blonde hair. He was wearing a light blue collar shirt and a short blackish/purplish pants. "Why did you come here? Is there something you want to tell me?"I asked him not changing my unmoved stare and observing his facial reactions. Smiling, he walked up to me openly and told me "I just came to tell you, you need to work on your music more".When he said that I kept the unmoved facial expression than asked him as if I was serious "But how do I even get better?". He than walked closer to me and than turned to fiddle around with something while saying "Well, like with anything you practice and you'll eventually get better". I wasn't really expecting for him to be so calm, especially with the way I was looking at him so I just stopped when I saw him not reacting to it than looked to his shorts. "Hmm...This seems familiar. Like something I saw from adventure time".

I said that not sure if it was a false memory than pulled his shorts a bit. He looked nervous than and told me "Oh, really? I, uh" like he was trying to hold in a nervous uncomfortable laughter. After pulling it and him moving though I saw his pants go up and it looked like he had a few small cuts on his thigh."Woops"I thought than wondered why things were turning out like this. I know he said something afterward too but I forgot what it was. I think I woke up after looking at his eyes again..



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Trail Confusion


I was outside nearing night time in some desert. I went to cross a road but there were a lot of vehicles. They eventually let me pass and I went up a trail. I was going really fast on a bike or something.. couldn't remember. When It was getting really dark I turned around but wound up on a different path to someplace else. I was getting lost.

Frag of house building.

I was climbing up a ladder to a landing in my house. I was sweating and hung my hoodie on top of the ladder. Asuka was there who looked a bit like lindsay and said I shouldn't hang it there. I just sort of shrugged. That's all I remember.

WBTB at 3 am.

Work 1

Dream where I am working at Wal Mart again. I am doing things outside. I see Jamie leave as well as my brother. They go into cars and leave.. for some reason I flip them the bird as they drive away (felt like they were in on something that they weren't telling me about, and I didn't like being kept in the dark). I still had an hour left.

A while later I was lost so I got into a cab who drove me back to Wal Mart. I decided to pay with debit and opened my wallet. I couldn't find my card. I had three block buster cards. strange. I began arguing with the driver when the dream ended.

Work 2

Frag of leaving a shift at McDonald's and my brother is starting his shift. In waking life he doesn't work there but it doesn't prompt me to RC. As I'm leaving the lobby, he gets frustrated with something and slams his hands into the deep fryer oil. He starts screaming but stops. Then he falls over on his side. He now had long hair down to his shoulders. I run up to him and shake him and ask if he's okay. But I wake up.

Defense

Frag of fighting training with someone. It was to do with hand to hand and I was blocking punches.