non-lucid

11/2/16:
I was in a sort of Harry Potter universe, hiding away in a log cabin in the woods with a girl like Hermione. I think she had committed some sort of crime and so was being hunted down by the government/police so I was helping her hide. I had given my invisibility cloak to her to use and I had some sort of spell which made me invisible to use on myself in case we were found. The log cabin was quite small, similar to a cheap motel place with a tiny bedroom opening onto a kitchen/lounge room combined, and there were holes everywhere, including one in the roof of the bedroom where water was dripping in. Overall it wasn't a fantastic state of affairs. A few times we got into close calls and had to hide with invisibility, however each time there was nothing there, just our paranoia.

We decided to fly out to the city for recon and to see if we were still being hunted. We got our broomsticks (or maybe used a flying spell I'm not sure) with our respective invisibility devices and flew out of the forest towards the city. It was a large city on the bay, sort of a colonial Spanish style and similar in layout to Miami. There were 4 main districts of the city according to my map, one large residential one on the right horn of the bay, a smaller business one at the deep part of the bay, an olde town place behind the cbd and a slum or something broken up to the left of that. We flew over the city for a while and then dropped in to the olde town area, near n ancient stone monument. Still invisible, I crouched next to a large tree and listened to two guards talk as they were doing their rounds about the monument and tourists. They were talking about us as fugitives and how they were closing in on where we were. I'm not too sure what happened here, but I think either myself or my companion was spotted briefly, so I ran back to grab her and we flew back home, invisible once again but now they knew roughly where we were.

When we returned we took extra precautions to not get found before going to sleep. I woke up early in the morning, watching the water drop from the hole onto the floor, when I suddenly realised that we might be getting found out right now! I tried to wake up my companion and get our invisibility gear, but when we walked out the door guards filled the driveway. We hadn't put our invisibility stuff on before we stepped outside, so the guards rushed to catch my companion and I slowly walked towards them with my hands up, numb with shock. They took me and told me I wasn't in too much trouble, as I was simply an accomplice or being held against my will or something like that. They also informed me that they were Russians who had been searching for us for a long time. They loaded me up onto a helicopter and we flew back towards the city. On the way there the guards made me wear this strange mask, similar to an oculus rift, which made my vision of the city very strange, I'm not sure why they made me wear it. The dream ended about here.

Fragment: Something about me wearing different kinds of shoes. I think there was some more I dreamt but it slipped away as I woke up.

I had a dream where someone stole my wallet or my credit card information at least. they used it to the last cent. they kept hitting it with one cent and then 101 dollars

MILD day 3

Did my mantra before sleeping.
Woke up at usual 2:00. Did mantra again.
Woke up about an hour later. I think I practised my mantra, but I do not know for sure.
Woke up again, thought about FILD'ing, but then I rolled over and had to use the bathroom. Bye bye FILD.
I think I woke up another time. Don't remember, though.
Alarm and daily routine.

Note: I did dream about DJ'ing. Is that a good sign? I don't really know, but I do know that I have never dreamed about that before. So I would only assume that it's a step in the right direction.

In conclusion. This night was a success although I don't think it was. For some reason, I have been extremely tired lately. Perhaps it's school and I just have to get used to it, or I actually need more sleep. I will be going to sleep earlier tonight to see what happens.

2/11/2016

I was sort of looking below to this type of castle. As if it was a miniature version of a big one. I was in a room, but I do not know what room. When I went to look inside of the door of the castle I saw my Dads dog having fun in there running around the walls. It ends.

I was in the cafeteria of my school. There were far too many people than what it usually has. I was walking by this table and then when someone was looking at me, they said hey Juan. I got mad at first and confronted them. They did not seem to notice me and they were actually looking behind me at a guy actually named Juan. I looked at felt stupid and tried to play it off. Then I trudged through the crowd of people to sit down where I normally don’t sit. Usually, everyone has their table they sit at and where they sit at the table. In this dream that was messed up, as well as there being people that I did not even know. I was sitting there rather uncomfortably as I was on the edge. It ends.

I was sitting in study hall, then apparently I was writing in a dream journal. (I hope this means that I am getting closer to LDing!) I do not know what dream, but it felt as if it was a class assignment and I was just writing in it to get it done. (As I do for a lot of things in school.) It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

Notes

After learning about other people today at school I felt sort of down. I haven't done the things they've done and feel like I couldn't express it the way they did. Thinking about how I didn't show my greatest art works, only doodles, made me feel less amazing.Than came the negative thoughts, the art block, not feeling up to animating and because I thought about it too much I now have a mini headache. Ah well. I did get a great grade on my part though. Got a 98.

Dream

I wanted to see either Dawn or Eye. I can recall being pulled inside a pool of water that was huge. It looked like I was in those pools you pump air into but it was actually ginormous in size. I saw what seemed like a water alien who had more than one arm and a alien like face almost like the water people from "Zelda Ocarina Of Time". Except this one was a transparent blue color like it was merged with the water and it was big. Not that slim but the arms were.

It pulled me near it as if it was healing me with a few others or just watching me. However, I didn't want to be in the water because I felt like I was being overwhelmed by the water a bit. At that time my lucidity was fading. My thoughts began to merge with a plot and than I was pushed back and up hitting something in the pool than slowly floated down. As I floated down in the distance was a small doll version of Dawn watching me float down.

I assumed he would pull me out but he did not. I than had a false awakening where I was biting my blanket and my mom came in laughing than left. Afterwords my bro came in as I opened my eyes and he showed me a cartoon bagel video. Telling me not to show mom any videos anymore because of some cartoon bagel video making her crack jokes or something like that.

...now im hungry.^.^

MILD day 2

Did my mantra before going to bed, was much better at not drifting thoughts.
Woke up and usual 2:00 AM remembered a dream. Went back to sleep trying to repeat the mantra.
Woke up an hour later and remembered part of a dream.
Alarm and morning routine.

In conclusion, dream recall became better, should have written down dreams right after waking and attempted to WILD. If I did not remember them, I would FILD.

2/10/2016

I was at school, or that I could see from outside. I was running to a tractor-trailer that was your generic black tractor and white trailer with no corporate markings. It was daytime and it was raining lightly, why I was running to the truck. Next I am in the truck and the dream suddenly transitions to me in a garden of some sort that is in New York city. I am standing there amidst this garden where I do not know where exactly I am. There are apparently chickens around me. Apparently I pissed one of and it starts to go after me, flying and pecking at me. I try to shoo it away so I don’t hurt it, but it keeps coming at me. Then it goes for my ears, that’s the last straw for me and I grab the chicken by the neck and chuck it as far as I could, I run into a garage that has some sort of an SUV and I pull out of there as fast as possible so I don’t get attacked by the chicken anymore. It ends.

I am sitting in my school’s lunchroom and we are having some sort of a special lunch. All that I can remember is that there were tater tots. We eat the lunch, (nothing happens) and then we are clearing the lunch. All of a sudden there are hundreds of tennis balls that start to bounce all over the room. The lunch manager is not looking happy at this point and tries to collect the balls. Then I walk to the science room where there are many people and I walk up to a friend and show him something on the computer, recent tabs for some reason. He says my life could be ruined and walks away. I wonder at that point. Then the recent tabs change to Java programming and my counselor is there and he seems all amazed by what he sees and attempts to write some code on the whiteboard, which does not work very well, I chuckle. It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

Mac & dread
I'm sitting on the couch in my room in my student home. I'm checking out my new Macbook. I'm trying to figure out what it is that's wrong about it. Then I realise that the bottom has been unscrewed. I have to put it back on. The bottom 'lid' has some of my hair stuck to it. I try to peel it off. I examine the lid and discover that it should just slide back on. It uses a pneumatic system to close and open the laptop. Along this dream I keep messing with my hair. First half a dread comes loose from my head. Then I slowly start to feel like I'm losing more hair. Fuuck.. well I suppose I could go with millimetred hair....

Court *potential slight spoiler for the show Suits*
There's a court decision coming up. Mike Ross from Suits is standing outside a court room I suppose with another white man. The court is gonna give a verdict soon about the legitimacy of a law that will have Mike convicted for being a fraud. They're probably gonna rule in his favour, but Mike wants to do something to prevent them from ruling like that because he wants to give someone else a chance to... I don't remember what. The man tells him that he's crazy. I don't remember the actual verdict.

In what is probably the courtroom, but what looks a bit more like parliament, Mike is standing somewhere with I guess Rachel close to him. She takes a few steps back and bumps into the guy she cheated on Mike with. Next thing they bring their faces really close together, but at the last possible moment decide not to kiss.

Mike and Rachel are at a train station. He's walking away from her and she is chasing after him, apologising. Somehow the tables get turned and suddenly he needs to apologise. Huh? What? No man, that's not right!

Created Tuesday 09 February 2016

Couldn't remember anything of other dreams, save for the one below.

Dream 1 - Hurry Through Lunch

The visuals were pretty clear. I was sitting in one of the back desks within a small classroom, a number of early highschool aged kids around me. The teacher, a dark haired, light skinned 50-something year old woman, was busy filling things out on her wooden desk. Built on the white wall behind her were a few shelves, each directly underneath a row of windows below the ceiling, dim sunlight peeking in.

This began with me working vigorously on some kind of writing assignment, which I eventually finish and turn in. Wasn't much to do then but look around at stuff.

At some point, two figures hurried inside. Both were wiry, bespectacled young girls, 10-12 years of age, and each with light skin and blonde hair. In fact, the two looked exactly identical. Anyway, the teacher ignored them as they ran around the classroom. Must have been her daughters?

A while later, the teacher begins returning composition notebooks back to the students. Upon handing mine, she claimed something of doodling too much and not keeping to task. I just knew I wasn't going to get graded well for this, and assumed I got lazy with homework to begin with. Still, I was confident that I'd finally rid myself of this course easily when I aced the exam. There was something on the teacher calling on specific students for some review, but I'm not sure.

After that, the teacher admitted to having no further lessons before the exam, which was about a week away. So she had us pass the time by watching movies on some black CRT TV screen on a rolling stand. But I wasn't to interested in that, instead taking my time to look through the notebook. There, I found some familiar doodles, the very ones my nephew and I have scribbled for fun. Did I turn in the wrong one, I wondered?

I then noticed those girls laying on the shelf, as if hiding for a game of hide and seek. The furniture didn't seem as if it would hold.

Things get a bit fuzzy for a while. I know I exit the classroom and wander the hallways for a while. Eventually, I find myself waiting in a long line, which I somehow knew was for entry to the cafeteria. The register was occupied with some tan skinned, spiky haired Asiatic guy, who was a bit impatient. When it was my turn, I fumbled to reach for my wallet, during which several others behind me were attended to first. I then paid in card, reaching for the pin pad next to me, but it seems this was charged in credit rather than debit. Likewise, I found it a bit odd at not having to sign for this. There was also some confusion on me having to tear off a long, bar-coded sticker for some reason, which I folded together to keep it from having it getting stuck in my pockets. Anyway, I felt I held the line up for long enough, and hurried along.

Inside was a relatively small, overcrowded cafeteria. There, I found yet another line, which I went to. I waited for a while, before noticing the time from a clock nearby. It was about ten minutes to ten, which I knew meant I hadn't much time before the next class.

Eventually, I arrived at the serving area, which was more as a buffet than a traditional lunchroom, with the customers serving their own food from glass-shielded counters. After grabbing a paper plate and a few plastic utensils, I noticed a variety of meat and tomato sauce stews, mostly chicken drumsticks, and one that I smelled as pork. But these seemed too watery, rubbery, and generally unappetizing, so I didn't take much of either. I then saw several kinds of pastry items, guava pastries and honey glazed filo meat pies amongst other types. I took as many different varieties of these as I could. There was also several kinds of desserts in the center of the room, including squared, whipped cream topped key lime tarts, but I hadn't time for that.

At that point, I noticed some kind of checkout area in the front. Realized this was where that sticker would come in handy, making me lament having folded it. I fumbled to take it out, and had further problems unsticking it. The attendant there, having had enough, just bade I continue on. It was kind of embarrassing.

Well, I rushed down to a seat and chomped down at the chicken, which was about as tasteless and poorly textured as I expected. I glanced at the clock to see I hadn't even a minute to spare. So I tried reaching for more, when I noticed I instead grabbed on to an orange handkerchief, which was apparently covering my plate. All very confusing. Anyway, I began scarfing down the guava pastry (which, I would admit, was especially tasty) and grabbing hold of the other stuff with my hands to run off with them. All with much reluctance, as I knew I never washed my hands earlier.

The dream fades as I hurry out the door.

I am at my church eating doughnuts and m&ms. When I sit down in the pews, I am next to a girl I don't recognize. She recognizes me, though, which is strange. Then all of a sudden I am outside with my dad. We are walking up a long, tall stairway. When we reach the top, the girl from church is sitting there. I ignore her. I see my friend sitting down on the streets far below. She shouts up at me, asking me if I am going to Iowa. I tell her no. Then, she throws me a snowball, and I drop it. It lands right in the center of a garbage can, and I give her a thumbs up to show her that it was a good throw. I walk around a bit and suddenly I am at the entrance of my church. There are tons of different political signs. There is a lady putting up Hillary Clinton signs really fast, and I am rushing around like crazy to take them around. I remember also taking down a Marco Rubio sign too. When I walk back into the church I go to get another doughnut. There aren't many m&ms left, but I eat them any ways. Then all of a sudden my grandma is there and my mom is telling us that we are going to go to Pizza Ranch. My grandma says that she isn't going to come with us. So, just me, my brother and my moms are suddenly at Pizza Ranch filling up our cups. I fill it to the brim with Dr. Pepper and it starts to overflow, but I drink it before it does. We are in the car driving away from Pizza Ranch. My mom makes a turn onto the highway, and I think that she did I good job driving.
Lately either in DEILD, naps, or during WBTB's I've been able to gain a small amount of control over my dreams, but I loose control very quickly.

9/02/16:
Bad night of sleep but 3 dreams and fragment recalled so its all g :p
Dream 1: I was travelling to school on a bus but for some reason I missed my stop. I then had to wait an extra 15 minutes for the bus to turn around and come back, but I had plenty of spare time so it was ok. I started talking with a girl in my class about this book we were reading. The book was by lady Gaga about divas or something like that, and we spent a good deal of time discussing the implications of the book.

Dream 2: I was helping my younger brother play minecraft. He was trying to build a garden/house underwater and was struggling. I told him to go into creative mode to which he replied he was going to do that anyway. I then built a little house for him showing how to make roofs and stuff look nice. He didn't seem very appreciative but whatcha gonna do haha.

Dream 3: I was in some sort of Skyrim like world with a woman as my companion. We needed to get into some vampires castle due northwards of where we were. We moved out from the outpost we were hiding in and then, seeing a mass of guards to the north, travelled east to a small, weed choked village. Once there we sought refuge in a small cave home from another patrol of guards. I think we found some manner of weapons or armour in there, which we quickly donned and then moved back outside. We rushed back north west, ducking and weaving behind vegetation to not get caught. We eventually made it to the vampire castle, but we were spotted by guards. We jumped into the castle but they had prepared for us and I think we died.
We then respawned as such where we were before and attempted to get there again. This time we hid in a house halfway there, but there were a few guards in there we had to kill. We then made our way back to the castle for another attempt but the dream faded.
(Side note: I really need to investigate this sort of thing as a trigger for lucidity along with gravity. Many times I have noticed, in both video game dreams and regular ones I sort of redo things, as if I have respawned and are trying again. I think I need to pay attention to feelings of deja vu or doing things multiple times.)

Fragment: Something about water jetpacks/boards.

Non lucid, but super fun rpg-ish kinda thing! I'm a little foggy on the order of events, as dreams tend to have that non-linear thing going for them anyway. I'll try my best to make it make sense for us all. There's going to be a Part I and a Part II. The two parts are only slightly related, but can stand separately, in case you want to read one or the other but not both.

PART I - The Cube, the Sphere, and the Triangle

I have no memory of my sister's name, or mine. Just her boyfriend, Charlie. They met at a Ramen Noodle house and fell in love and started dating. Charlie was a scientist, and he was working on inventing something that was pretty controversial. Meaning everyone either believed he couldn't do it, or that he shouldn't do it. My sister unfortunately, was occasionally on the "shouldn't" do it team. Not because she really felt that, but because she was bipolar bat shit crazy. Half the time she was my sweet, smart, pretty, blonde older sister who I looked up to. But then she'd randomly spaz out and get these fits of paranoid delusions and try to start attacking people. Charlie and I started to get a little closer about the time my sister started trying to attack him with syringes.

Why my sister went cray cray: I don't recall my past, but I believe I was raised by our parents. In England. Because I had an English accent in the dream (don't laugh) but hers was American. She was kidnapped as a child by a freaky American woman who claimed to be her Aunt Ruth (<< I remember it was a name that started with R). Sweet Aunty Ruth told my sister that she (my sister) was brain damaged. She wasn't really, but she grew up believing it. I don't know how or when we were reunited, but the damage had been done. Most of the time she was normal, but you never knew when she'd have one of these fits, or what would trigger it.

Charlie was almost done with this project, that was basically a tiny but powerful apparatus. It reminded me of that thing Doctor Oct was trying to make in Spiderman. But instead of this thing having the same power as a small star, it had the capability of producing massive quantities of water. Oh yeah, there was a water shortage on earth. Charlie set it up in a park, hoping to help keep all the plants and animals there alive, and then see how green things could get from it. It's hard to describe, but he set this little shiny metal box inside a giant clear sphere. The sphere was full of teeny holes. When the box was clicked to "ON" I guess haha, it just exploded with water. Once the sphere filled with water, the force of it shot out through all the tiny holes in very fine sprays. And there was some electricity involved because I remember he turned it on at night, and the water reflected all these different colored lights. It was AWESOME I wish I could draw it. It looked like a very fancy water fountain installation, except the water came from itself.

My sister had tried to stop him at the apartment we 3 lived in earlier that day. She attacked him with syringes and he fought her off. She ran off and we hadn't seen her since. So I went with him to the water installation site because I believed in it, and him ofc (yeah you know where this is going). The sphere put out sooo much water, that it began to form a small creek that was moving downward through the park. I grabbed Charlie's hand and pulled him into a run, so I could find where the water was headed. It was already connecting to the town river, which had been dried up for ages. He said it was better than he had planned, and I felt proud In retrospect, I sure hope the cube had an "OFF" switch

Later on Charlie and I were back in the apartment, waiting for my sister. We talked about her past and stuff, and he seemed to have an unspoken forfeiting despair about her. Or was that just wishful thinking. Hey it's MY dream We stayed up a while, and I remember him trying to do some experiments on the drugs in the syringes she was attacking him with. Turns out they were tranquilizers. Where on earth did she get those? Anyway, we both laid down on opposite sides of the same bed. I think it was my bed, yeah it was, because my phone and charger were on my bedside. We both fell asleep, but my phone went off at 5am, and I swear that this was a glitch alarm. It went off and Siri said "It is 5am, and you need a massage." "Charlie, I swear that this is a glitch on my phone, I didn't make it do that." He just laughed and started rubbing my back anyway. A moment of silence please while I recall the massage ............

It was not the kind of massage that you give to your girlfriend's little sister, I don't care HOW crazy she is. But I was the one who supported him and believed in his work, and you were the one attacking him with needles then running off.. [shrugs]. Neither of us said a word, he just kept rubbing my shoulders and back, while we laid on our sides, and I kinda kept scooting closer, and so did he, until we were practically spooning. Then he stopped, and took one of my hands and just held it over the covers. BUT he held it over the part of the covers where is tra-la-laaa was. And I could tell that the massage had an effect on him too, and he was making me painfully aware of it. Many times. I rolled over and laid on his chest, and wound my fingers around the elastic band of his boxers, but went no further than that. His heart was pounding in my ears. It was too much, I felt guilty. So I got up and so did he, and we sat at the breakfast table playing with blocks, waiting for my sister still. I got sleepy after a while and decided to go back to bed. I kissed him on the back of his neck and that was the last time I saw him. Because after I went to the bathroom (didn't go back to bed), and put on this amazing costume and did my hair and makeup, I went back to the kitchen and he was gone.

Part II starts out as me looking for Charlie, but ends up being something quite different.

Part II - I'm an Ancient Wizard on a Mission

Charlie was gone, which was too damn bad because I looked crunk! I was wearing a dress that looked like something Arwen would have worn. Lots of dark maroon crushed velvet and black lacey stuff. My hair was down, dark red and all the way down my back. I looked like some kind of ancient sorceress. No idea why I did this, but I believed I WAS an ancient sorceress too. I guess crazy runs in the family. I left the apartment and was now in a huge fancy hotel. I felt like a wizard in the wrong time. I was confused by elevators and phones. But I managed to find my way to the lowest level bar, which was decorated to look like something from the dark ages. It was as if the hotel was holding a convention for LOTR, because folks were dressed that way there as well. Ahhh! My kind of people. Maybe they know where Charlie went. I walked around the bar, and people looked at me with mixed fear and interest. I got a few wolf whistles and ended up shoving an approaching man away from me with magic. No Charlie here..

There was a section of the bar roped off for VIPs, but at the time, I didn't know what VIP meant. I just knew that there was more bar to search for Charlie. It just had one guard, so what. "Ma'am this section is restricted for.."
"I LIVE HERE!!!!!" I opened the door furiously with more magic, and he let me by. There weren't many folks in this bar, and none of them were Charlie. I asked a waitress if she had seen him, and she said she hadn't, but if I would like she could contact me. All she needed was my cell number or an email (wtf is a cell phone or an email?) "Not necessary, I will be back." (Cue Terminator Theme) I walked around a bit more and one guy had a pet wolf. The wolf ran up to me growling, but before it could attack, I tamed him with a thought. Then he wouldn't leave my side until I decided to go. I gave some verbal command in a made up language, and he ran back to his master. As I tried to leave, my foot got caught in a phone cord. "Damn you 21st century!!!" I hissed. I tried to hang it back up the way it was, but you could still hear the dial tone. I just looked at the waitress and said, "It appears to be broken." And then I left. Had some trouble with the elevators then woke up.

Charlie was played by none other than the very handsome Paul Greene:



Ahhhhh.... thank you subC.

I'm in a competition, something in english I don't remember. I win the big prize, a trip to Venize. It doesn't look like the real deal at all; it's a big, green and lush prairie, with low, soft rolling hills. I walk around a little, listening to the murmuring grass. I spot a old, gnarly tree with a very dark, almost black bark and big off-white flowers. Their petals are thick, fleshy, with a waxy sheen and a very soft, floral smell. I pick a butch of them, the twigs holding them snapping easily. I try to put them into a pan filler with water, but the are so big I can't make them all fit.
After that I'm vsiting a house with a small group of people. It's mostly one long room, with green rottin furniture, fairly used; in place the rottin is faded to a soft, light gray. There's also potted plants clustered here and there, painting touches of colors in the house.

The dream started with me moving to a new home with a dream friend. My luggage arrived at night of my first day there.
They laid it in the snow on my front lawn. (the visual reminded me how some movies i've watched where dead bodies are arranged in the snow.
like all dirty and bloody in crisp freezing ice.)
I went to pick it up, and almost all the cases were damaged with holes/opened.
A cat had rummuged through one of the bags and pulled out a lot of items to create some sort of shrine in a whole in the ground.
I shined my phone light on it, the hole led to separate tunnels. Fruits and random things glowing warm red light sitting everywhere.
Didn't want to touch because cat was crazy. Took luggage into my seperate garage/shed. Girl was standing in the room terrified and yelling.
Floors and walls absolutely covered in blood, pictures of girls laying on the floor. I wasn't concerned about it.
I told her to chill out and tried to leave, a "ghost" was holding the door shut. I got it open.

Now I'm in an old house redesigned as a baseball museum, with some friends. We're drinking and messing with all the displays.
We steal some stuff, good time. I return the next night and everyone is acting weird around me, like i had done something unspeakable.
I had cocain in my pocket but no one knew about it, and i decided not to tell them.
A friend from highschool appeared in a real sexy/90's outfit and asked if i wanted to go to a different party.
we left but i never told anyone about the cocain.



i remember the visual of the freezing cat shrine very well, magnificentenenet.

I was running around a building trying to get out to a car that me and 3 other guys had arrived in, the car was a ford torrus and the kid had used the turrus as an alias. Anyway a bunch of stuff happened there was a stage and there were mushrooms and a security guard chasing me. I felt like I couldn't run anymore, my legs were tired, I thought "this is how dream running is but for some reason I didnt realize I was dreaming beyond that". I made it back to the car and that is when I realized the alias and the situation.

The next place I was at was gpas old house and we were shoveling snow around his garden which is grass, I was with my cousin Pat and Matt and my brother sam and maybe Katie. They had a sketchy backpack with beer in it and something else and they had their girlfriends coming over. We were in the garage when the sketchy back pack came out and thats about all I remember.

I remember my dream..!

There was a public execution that took place in my city. The man was burnt alive in the early hours of the morning. A strange thing happened though, that very same person paid a visit to my home. I thought he'd somehow survived his execution, and invited him in. We spoke about lots, though I can't remember exactly what about.

By morning the man was nowhere to be seen, and I learnt that he was indeed dead. So the one I spent the evening with was a recently departed spirit..!

Mac
I run into an old friend, Martin. He's standing somewhere near a wall, bend over poking around in his bag I think. I approach him holding his 17" Macbook Pro and my own 13". I ask him if he was looking for this. In fact he was. I think I thank him for letting me use it.

Foot drainage
I think I'm in my room at my mom's house. I'm concentrated on my foot, I think my right one. I got a wound there which is pretty fresh. It's still healing, getting a crust. I peel it off. I start thinking that I shouldn't do this, but I can't help myself. I've totally removed the crust. Next thing I squeeze and some stuff exits from the wound, in a similar fashion to toothpaste exiting its tube, except the hole is bigger and the stuff is pinkish. At one point I think I should stop, cause I'm draining my whole foot it seems. It's just sooo much.

Alexandra
I'm standing in an Indonesian club, perhaps 2 metres away from a wall. My friend Alexandra is standing in front of me. We haven't seen each other in a very long time. We give each other a very big hug, one that seems to be a bit more than just friendly. There are perhaps 3 people standing against or near the wall on my left, I think I know all of them. At least 2 of them are female friends. Alexandra asks me what I think of them, but asks me in a way that makes it sound as if she is trying to gage whether she's got competition.