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    1. 7 Jan 2016: This isn't my car.

      by , 01-07-2016 at 10:59 PM
      I was in the left rear seat of a Four-Door 1977-1990 Chevrolet Caprice in Beige which was parked in a parking lot, thinking it was my own. The owner and a few other people came by and I got out, realized it isn't my car and talked with the owner who wasn't mad at me. At some point I said "I don't know how I'm even staying alive" or something similar to that (I know those aren't the exact words) and he laughed.
    2. Cooking, shopping, and channeling

      by , 01-07-2016 at 08:26 PM
      I’m leaving a store and on my way out I see one of those stuffed animal game grabby machines and it’s really large. All that’s in it are two black body suits with cutouts for the eyes and mouth. On one suit the holes are outlined in lime green, and the other is outlined in orange. There’s a man leaving the store behind me and I turn back as I’m walking and tell him, “those are really creepy.” And laugh. He kinda chuckles and I wonder what he thinks of me. That was bold on my part and not usually something I would do. I get outside and have to wait for a car to pass before I can walk to my car at the very end of the parking lot. There’s a woman sitting on the car that passed and someone runs up to her as the car is driving. Once at my car there is a starbucks across the way but they have updated their logo and it’s now a triangle. People have to mix up their own drinks now by shaking them. I drive away and swerve in and out of obstacles in the parking lot. I start speeding down a curved road where there is traffic and there are cars passing each other by swerving into my lane. I hope nobody hits me. My husband is stressed out by my driving. Out of nowhere tons of police cars fly past me and stop right in front of me. I stop and see them approach another car with guns out. They open the trunk and there are two girls in the trunk in body bags, but they’re alive and they were just having fun.

      My husband and I are in the kitchen channeling Native American spirits that live in our house. My husband becomes a spirit animal of a bear and I become an eagle. We’re still in human form, but acting and feeling like those animals. A shaman appears and thanks us, telling us that the spirits won’t have to come back for at least 3 more years. So I give them 3 spoons. Afterwards on my bed I tell my husband that I had fun because I haven’t played fun, intuitive role games like that since I was a kid.

      I’m at D&B’s and we’re getting dinner ready. All I have is leftover potatoes cut into squares and covered with sauce and mango or egg chunks. There’s not much so I try to divide it as evenly as possible. A.W. asks me to scoop up some grease and hand it to her with a slotted spatula. I try but all the grease falls out. She gets annoyed and says something snarky about my ability to do a simple task. I get really angry and vent to my husband about her ridiculous request and expectations.
    3. Sparkfun tour / Bug book / Dangerous race

      by , 01-07-2016 at 08:13 PM
      Snack around 2200
      Quick shower
      Bed @ 2235


      Waiting for the Sparkfun tour
      I'm in a large room waiting for a Sparkfun tour to start. The room has some kind of partition going most of the way down the middle, and there are a pair of counters and a door on the other side of the partition from me. A line has formed at one of the desks and at the door; I'm leaning against the wall near some other people waiting for the line to get shorter. I'm being careful not to wait too long; I don't want to lose my change for the tour.

      Now I'm standing at the counter further from the door checking out with some electronics. The first thing I hand over to the cashier is a box with a multimeter, though I tell her to put it to the side, since I'm not sure if I'll actually be buying it. I see that it's $35 and am surprised; I thought it was $25. I'll only need it if I can't borrow a battery tester from someone else. I need to test the batteries of something my daughter has, but this is Sparkfun; I expect you can't go more than a few feet without tripping over someone's multimeter.

      I look over to see how my wife is doing; she's still feeding the baby, and it looks like she'll be a few minutes. Hopefully the tour won't have gotten far before she's able to catch up.

      Now I'm in the parking lot outside Sparkfun. A few cars are scattered around. The building itself is a huge off-white cube which isn't remotely attractive.

      Bug book
      I'm looking through book of common garden insects. Most of the pages look like they're coloring pages, with simple, bold line drawings of each insert accompanied by a short paragraph describing it. Some of the pages have odd white-on-black icons in one corner. I'm currently looking at the page for ladybugs. The text mentions that there are actually two main families. The icon in the corner of this page seems to be indicating that they're a hazard to humans and animals, but that can't be right; there's no way a ladybug could hurt anything. I must be interpreting it wrong (but someone really needs to come up with some better icons).

      Now I'm looking at the last page, on water snakes, and it's done in a totally different style: it's a huge block of text along with a smaller grayscale photo. Now I'm watching video of them. First, I see a clip taken from a reedy bank into a body of water. The snake swims by, and it looks nothing like what I expected. It's about 6" wide, at least 10 feet long, and has a ridge running along its back. It's kind of a muddy green color, and it's got a very smooth, dull skin. Now I'm seeing large rocks jutting out of the water just beyond a sheer cliff, and I know I'm seeing footage from Hawaii. This must be the snake's native habitat. Now something is describing the snake's attack: it likes to bite a leg and hold on for about 20 seconds before actually injecting the poison, since this increases the heart rate and helps the poison spread through the body faster. Once it lets go, it waits for the victim to instinctively slap a hand down on the wound before going after the hand for a second bite. The information continues, saying that even with quick medical care it's rare for victims not to start to show symptoms of paralysis. Normally, people can keep their arms synchronized to within a third of a second (that seems way too long), but that'll quickly deteriorate to seconds between movements; they'll start drooling; and typically one side of the body will be affected more than the other.

      Dangerous race
      I'm in a strange car race. We're all going down a gentle incline on a straight street, driving normal cars - except that every car has a large, heavy-looking blade mounted to the roof spinning dangerously. Now I'm quickly pulling left into the small parking lot of an anonymous business to avoid an oncoming bigrig.
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    4. 010116: Have to Isolate the Attacker, the Doorman and Trump, On the Hood of a Car?!?!

      by , 01-07-2016 at 05:56 PM (The Dream Journal)
      Crazy Brother Attacking Us
      I'm in a house, it is fairly large and modern looking. It is dark inside, it's night, but there is some light coming from little cracks in doors and from streetlights shining through windows. I'm in trouble. I'm with a woman I don't know, she is my age, and her brother has gone insane and is attacking us. We have lost him as we ran away through a hall leaving him behind. I try to think of a way to lock him in a room to trap him. I close a bug heavy door like something in a bomb shelter, thinking he is trapped in the room ahead of me.

      The woman leaves, trying to escape just in case. I stay behind. The brother appears, he is a skinny and crazy looking guy. He attacks me and he feels very weak. I put him in a sleeper hold and keep on squeezing, I know I have to kill him, it is the only way he won't chase us. I keep him in the hold, squeezing really tight, feeling very sad that I'm killing the guy. I sense that he too knows why this has to happen, or I try to explain it to him? At the last moment I let him go, I can't do it, the guilt would destroy me.

      He's limp on the floor, unconscious but still alive I think. I reason to myself, he must be alive. It is now daytime, morning. The sister is now there as well with a mutual friend of ours (not in real life but in the dream). Now that things have calmed down we can relax. I see the brother's jacket, a red college jacket, and the pocket is full of cigarettes, reds. I join the sister on the bed, what a crazy night.

      Old Apartment
      I'm in my childhood home. I'm in the stairwell, it is a summer day, I see the golden sun shining through the windows. I get up to our floor. I see they have put a new outdoor entrance to the right where the stairs are. That will be convenient but how did they build it? We are on the second floor!

      The Doorman at the Club. Meeting Trump
      I enter a dingy club in a far-off part of town. It's evening, a grey day. I go up the stairs until I reach the jacket check-in. The light is a stained, dirty type coming from dirty fluorescent lamps overhead. I see a doorman by the jacket racks. I say hi and he tells me to check in my jacket. I'm reluctant to but I confidently give it to him. I'm weary a very fine leather jacket and I take it off and give it to him. He says that the door charge is 7.50. I have a wallet full of money so I pay him with a 10, asking for a receipt, I'm on business. Am I meeting Donald Trump?!? I tell the doorman I haven't been to this club in years. It has really been run into the ground, I think to myself.

      On the Hood of a Car
      Suddenly I'm on the hood of a car. It is a grey day, looks like a place out further from the city. I think the car passes a McDonald's. The car suddenly stops and I almost fly off the hood, I'm just able to stay on. The guy who is driving it, a friend of mine, a guy my age (but who I don't know in real life) apologizes he had to stop to avoid hitting someone. He turns to the right and starts accelerating. I notice he is now on a road leading to the highway. Uh oh. I look to my right and see a man yelling, what am I doing?!?! I see the ground is raised by to the right of the road, I try to find a place to jump off. We pass under a small overhead bridge made of concrete. On the column to the right I see someone had made a 3D picture of the Illuminati symbol, very impressive. Street art?


      Am I becoming lucid?-illuminati.jpg


      Stop at the Machine Shop
      It's dark, could be late afternoon, the sun sets so early. I'm at the machine shop. I see many rooms in there, lots of people I don't know. A woman who works there has dreadlocks now? Even has a tab of a can in it. Weird. I see the actual dreaded hippie person who works there. She is about to go for a cigarette. I go outside, circle around the back of the shop where the cargo bay is. I see my boss there, I flag him down and tell him about the model I made for him. He is excited but I get carried away and as I follow him to his office asking for more details he is obviously annoyed. I try to tie my questions up and leave to not annoy him anymore.

      It feels like I'm back in the big house from the beginning, a fancy modern building in the night, in the kitchen, the lights are on. The kitchen is large. I stand there with my own sister and a friend of mine I know a little bit. I talk to him, I think my sister is pushing me to, asking why we don't know each other that well. He seems to feel awkward about the question. He says he has always tried to be social with me. I tell him I know him quite well to be honest, more than others.

      Updated 01-07-2016 at 06:19 PM by 80544

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    5. #68: Supermarket shenanigans / Castles

      by , 01-07-2016 at 09:15 AM
      I went to bed around 23:30. Couldn't sleep until at least 00:30. I woke up at 08:00. It's now 08:40I

      Fragment
      I'm with two friends I met in Indonesia. We're sitting in a small restaurant in Indonesia, the three of us at one small square table. It's raining outside.

      Supermarket shenanigans
      I'm in a supermarket it seems, though no one who is present is using it as such. There's a gymnastics mattress on the ground. We've been told to do a roundoff -» backhandspring. I'm with a few guys. Most of them nail it. Damn, I haven't even done a roundoff for so long. I do the roundoff on the floor. I nail it. Ok, guess I'll go for the combo. I run up to the mattress and perform the roundoff perfectly. The backhandspring is miserable though. I think we're supposed to do it five times. I go back in line. I get skipped a few times for not really being in line. I don't really care, though I should probably practice a bit more before the instructor gets here. I think it's my taekwondo instructor.

      At some point the lights are out. I'm moving around on touch after a while as my eyes haven't adjusted to the dark. At some point they suddenly do and I go from no vision at all to a decent amount of vision.


      Castles
      It's daytime. It's nice weather, a bit sunny. I'm outside, though I think at this stage of the dream I'm more of a bodyless spectator. There are a few people near a balustrade made out of grey stone. From the look of it, it's an old building, like an old city hall. Two white people behind the balustrade are arguing with two white people in front of the balustrade. The people standing on higher ground are an older man and an older woman. The woman has short, grey hair which makes her look like a man. I wonder for a moment if she's not a man. I check her shoes. Female boots. Well to be honest, that doesn't mean a thing. The people standing on lower ground are a 20ish year old girl who is filming the woman and a guy about the same age. The girl is working for a gossip media platform. The woman has already dragged the boss or the girl to court once and won a big amount of money. She intends to do it again now. I think the reason for filming was something along the lines of the woman's husband's death. The man next to the woman at some point is friendly to the two, though it is a kind of friendly that you reserve for people you dislike.

      At the same location, this place is now part of a castle I think. I'm sitting on the balustrade. Just to my right is a white or a very light skinned girl. Her hair has a lot of small curls. I can see the make up around her eyes. We start talking. She mentions liking puffy cheeks. She moves her hands up to her face and then on to play with her hair. I tell her that for a moment I thought she was gonna touch her non-puffy cheeks and start complaining about them. We talk some more. I ask her if she's heard about the bee which delayed an airplane of Garuda [true story]. She tells me she's heard about it. I take a look to my left. We're on an island and in the distance I can see some awesome castles. The image zooms in for a few seconds and then back again, as if it's on a tv. I tell the girl to have a look, but just then it zooms out. I tell her to wait a moment. We both think it's awesome and we want to go there. Any moment now we might be called to board our plane though. There's a bench just below my feet, where at least 3 girls are sitting. One of them is kind of holding me in place. I push on her back with my feet, pushing my weight onto her. Then I let go. She, or one of her friends, asks me how much I weigh. I answer 65ish kg. They are all very surprised that I'm so light.

      I'm walking with the curly girl towards the castles. To our left, again we see more castles and some other stuff. There's a kind of maze as well. There are also some bleachers, from which people are throwing things. Somewhere at the end I can see my Dutch language teacher from high school. There's a gap somewhere between two blocks and instinctively I go into parkour mode. I precision over it, though I can tell my balance is a bit off. I've placed one foot a bit further than the other on my landing. Next is a block to the left, which is higher than the one I'm standing on. I run towards it but I don't have full power. Instead of landing on top of it I catleap and then pull up. My pull up is quick and strong, though I linger around for a moment. Somewhere further on there's a dude standing. There's a naked white dude who is climbing his back for some reason.

      Updated 01-07-2016 at 09:29 AM by 71740

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    6. Alien Devastation

      by , 01-07-2016 at 06:35 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      There was an invasion of aliens. Structures destroyed. I was looking at a post-apocalyptic world. The color theme is not dark; it's sunny, with lots of vegetation and ruined buildings.

      I traveled to an area with lots of ruins and some people and dinosaurs/animals. There were even apes. One in particular has developed human-like intelligence, and he keeps it to himself. I dropped a nail cutter, and he found it. He knows what it is. I was thinking I should get it before other apes see it and develop intelligence, but he gave it back to me. I then asked him if he doesn't want the others to become like him. It seems the ape likes his position over the other apes.

      I was in a small village where some humans gathered. There were two children who has not gone out of the village because they weren't permitted. Only adults can go out because of the danger outside. Still, I led them out and asked them about the plants around them. One said he called one shrub/tree an "apat" (four in our language), and he went on to point out other plants, but he hasn't seen most of them. The mother came rushing in to bring them back. Then there's a falling debris/alien object. I punched it away. The parent realizes that she can't keep her children safe forever. Not in this world at least.

      ----

      Notes:

      - I saw a trailer for an alien invasion movie before sleeping.
    7. Home Going South

      by , 01-07-2016 at 06:28 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      Jan 6, 2016

      There zombies. I was running at night on the right. It was dark and hard to see. I was going out of our hometown, heading south.

      I was in a dormitory, trying to find a place to sleep/hide. There was a vampire. I moved/led to my parents' room to hide.

      I was traveling in a bus from our hometown, heading south. I was with mom and sis. There was a lady behind us on the bus that was talking. We know her. I can't remember her name now but I did in the dream.
    8. Emotion

      by , 01-07-2016 at 04:19 AM (Visual Space)
      Bold is me, italics is a wolf girl I ran into..





      I guess I have no choice do I? *Sitting down on what appeared to be a stone bench in a cabin*

      Of course not. *walking toward me to sit beside me*

      well you obviously notice I'm not normal so I guess I have to confess.

      We've known each other for months now, Why can't you tell me?

      Well because I thought if I did, You might claw my insides out.

      Is It that bad?

      It could be to you.

      It won't be

      It might

      Tell me please, I saw it. Whatever you did back at the village was definitely something none of us have seen before. Is it really that hard to te-

      Anathema. *I stand up slowly*

      What?

      I am an Anathema.

      Bu-But impossible, those people are-

      *I turn around and look at her. She looked in my eyes. Apparently they were different then before. Everything grew much more clear.*

      H-How? I thought....They were extinct...

      Not all of them. My family still live. However only me and my sister remain now.

      I just..don't know what to... *The look on her face, confusion, and a tinge of anger*

      I know my people...they slaughtered most of your kind years ago. So I understand your rage... I understand you want to now grip my neck and rip my throat out.

      *she looks up at me with her eyes glowing an alarming yellow. her teeth showing. She wants to*

      I want to...You lied...

      I know.

      WHY!? *Jumps up from the bench, with tears in her eyes.

      To protect you, I didn't wan-

      All you did was corrected my thoughts! Your kind....All they do is cause pain! What did my kind ever do to yours!? What did we do to deserve such mass genocide...

      *All I can do is just look at her. Her eyes giving tears, her voice cracking in each scream she let out into words.*

      TELL ME!

      I don't know, I wish I knew...But let me ask you a question before you sink your claws in me.

      I don't want to listen to your questions. I just want you-

      Do you think someone like me would commit such things like my people?

      *Long silence*

      WELL! Because obviously your quick to blame your best friend! This is why I did not want to tell you. I knew even if you were close to me, You will still find somewhere in your heart to resent me because of the past. Something I wasn't even born in, I only knew about it! So how can you think of killing me!? Do you now just see me like them?

      No, I just-

      Forget it! I'm wasting time. Len and Griffith are still back in that war. I have to leave. *Walking away from her*

      No please...you'll die.

      Isn't that what you want. For me, an Anathema, to cease to exist finally?

      NO!

      Either way, I need to know if they are okay. *Opening a door*

      NO NO! I wont let you go out there, You know you won't survive! Why do you choose to do these irrational actions!?

      Cause I'm the only that can survive this!

      You won't survive against Enon! You know that! Stop being arrogant!

      *She continues to grab my arm to pull me back. There is so much intensity and fiery tension, even then, I almost walk out until...*

      You know your saving an Anathema from certain death.

      I know.

      Why?

      Why?

      Yes.

      BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! I can't kill you because I adore you! Even though you are an Anathema, you are still someone I care about! Im sorry okay, I just let my emotions slip out! do you know what it feels like to lose so many friends to-

      *I just grabbed her and kiss her. She hesitates to reciprocate at first but soon follows through and holds me as well.*

      I just wanted to hear those words....Cause I wanted to love you this whole time, Because I'm sure everyone you use to love is gone. So I just...

      I...need you. I don't want to go out there. They will be fine, I'm sure of it. *Her head on my chest. The amount of emotions I'm feeling is just...*

      I still need to.

      But...

      I promise...I will be back here. I won't be long.

      .....Just get back as soon as possible, please

      I will.

      *I kiss her forehead. and then the dream fades.*


      For a non-lucid, this was such an emotional and intense dream. I only wrote down the dialogue because that was literally all I cared about. Just the amount of feelings that were going off, and I just felt such a connection to this beautiful wolf girl, like we been through thick and thin. I had no idea about the plot or any of the names mentioned, I felt like I was watching, but from a First person perspective. I woke up just feeling so sad, cause I think I really left her and I will never see her. I could just tell her bond to me was very sincere. It seems short, but trust me, it felt way longer.

      Either way, It was a very memorable and great dream.
    9. Out to Eat

      by , 01-07-2016 at 01:59 AM (My Dream Journal)
      I am in my brother's room, looking at two of my deceased pet hamsters, Clover and Ginger. I remember being very confused but happy to see them. Sometime later in the dream, I was getting ready to go out to eat with my siblings and grandma. My dad then came into the room, bursting out happy bubble by telling us he is coming along.
      "We are going to the Chancery to eat." We were all groaning when he said this. "But, we are going there so I can get myself a hamster, and you can get pet rats at the pet store. There was a hamster there that looked like Clover." At this point I considered telling him that I had just had a dream about Clover, but decided not to. I wanted to get two pet rats, but for some reason, my mom wouldn't let me. (She really will in real life.)

      In another dream I was doing "homework"(really playing around on dreamviews) at the kitchen table, along with my mom, brother, and sister. My siblings and I started telling my mom about LDing and keeping dream journals. I remember being about to tell her about doing reality checks, but for some reason decided not to.
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    10. Dream Journal - A Big No

      by , 01-06-2016 at 10:37 PM


      Journey To Get Lucid.
    11. A Game

      by , 01-06-2016 at 08:22 PM
      We are going to the movies but instead of going to the normal cinema we bought cheap tickets and went to the RAAF cinema instead. We drove out there and we were handed these purple badges which said our names on them. Mine looked a little different to the other ones. As we got out of the car where it was parked, outside the cinema, I could see in the distance a large group of people running in a circle with one of them hitting a ball before they ran. Another group looked to be outside this circle fielding the ball and throwing it in to which ever runner was the slowest. I decided to get up and ask one of the guys what they were doing and he explained that it was a game of teamwork, stanima and speed. I then asked if I could play and he said sure. This is when it started to get crazy. The moment I stepped onto the field it transformed into this arena with many different types of rooms. Instead of running around the game became more of a hide and seek game. I was 'hiding' and the arena did not have a roof on it and the walls were about 2 metres tall, almost maze like. I went inside a room and stood on a chest and got on the wall and sat there. Just as I got on the wall the chest turned into a mimic and went out the archway of the room and started chasing the nearest guy. Luckily for him, he was a ghost and I told him to come into my room through the wall and go back out leaving the mimic still in 'my' room. He went and did that, and my room being somewhat of a bedroom, I jumped onto the bed. The mimic wasn't tall maybe about 30cm and the mimic was eating my blanket away so I decided to just end this problem, I jumped on the mimic and started kicking it as hard as I could but it did nothing. It jumped up and was about to tear my balls off but I woke up in the nick of time just as it was millimetres away.
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    12. Scarey beasts and sloppy murder

      by , 01-06-2016 at 08:09 PM
      D1 - On a very earthy and mountainous island. Talking to a guy about how he built a settlement their. Their living quarters hang down in buttresses on the mountsides, cool.
      A Heron is flying past when a monsterous bird swoops in and grabs it in its mouth and flys past my gob smacked face.
      There are scarey monsters here! A wasp the size of a truck floats infront of us, the guy is totally unfazed.
      It is horribly translucent with purple markings like veins, ick. I ask him how the hell do you get away from something like that.
      He does not answer, I scramble under some undergrowth but the beating wings just blow it away.
      We head for his landrover, a monster bird flys along side us. He shows me how if he does not have bars on the window, it can easily dent the door or smash the meshed window Oo. The bird whacks the door, and knocks some paint off the inside of the door, leaving a rusted chunck.
      He puts the bars back on and floors the accelerator, leaving the bird behind. We go along a road to an aircraft hanger.

      D2 - Manager at work comes into a large empty hall. They delitberaty kick over a bowl as they are in a fowl temper. They start complaining and berating the staff their, the cleaner and cook.
      A tray near me is knocked and taps me as I lay on a bench covered in a sheet. I pretend to be angry and start complaining about how rude the manager is, building up to shouting at them. I follow them into a corridor, still shouting at them.
      when they get into a room, I am shouting in their face, they don't respond just look pale and afraid.
      I am very angry by now and start to strangle them. This seems like not the best idea and I go off and get a syringe. I filled it with some kind of traquilizer or poison and inject them with it. I then go off to get something to tape over their mouth. They collapse.
      I then start to think about where to put the body, which wood to bury them in that would not be frequented often.
      Many dilemas overcome me as I realise I am not dressed to go out and need to decide which trousers and top to wear from a large pile.
      One pair is a horrible garish browny green with sparkly bits Oo

      [comment]
      I felt strange this morning after the dream and feel different about manager at work
      I feel I have realsed a little tension.
    13. 060116: A Bunch of Lost Details, At a Boat Terminal, Female Assassin Breaks My Ribs?!?!

      by , 01-06-2016 at 08:08 PM (The Dream Journal)
      I wake up with some very distinct images of dreams I had, thinking to myself "at least I have a dream for my Twitter account!" I fell asleep and *boom* all is lost. Dreaming is so fickle...

      In a Boat Terminal
      I get off a cruise with a bunch of my friends. As we are in the hall I begin to feel as if they never really liked me, I was never a real part of the group, I wasn't even invited to many of their weddings. I see they have printed a year book and I flip through it. My picture is in it, I see it black and white, I'm sitting on a cushy chair with a denim vest like I was a kid, I look really good in the picture. I see other friends who also had denim vests. Despite it, I still feel a strong sting of rejection that puts me in a sullen mood.

      I am in an old part of the city, the walls are stone bricks as are the roads, I see a hill across the road where I think I make out a small park with trees. I'm walking to my mom's car with her and my sister. I realize I left my friend behind and tell my mom I'll be back my midnight. I wave at her and say bye as she leaves with my sister. I hope she is ok with it. I walk inside a large building behind me, it's night time, looks like an old apartment building. Inside it is a boat terminal for cruise ships. The lighting is overbearing and intense as it usually is. I see my ex girlfriend and my other friend from before. It is awkward, they don't seem to get along.

      Suddenly it's a hotel? I go down a corridor and see rooms, mine is right in the beginning of the hall to the right. The room has a window to the far wall and only one little lamp on, the lighting is less intense. It sort of looks like a cabin you'd find in a cruise ship. I go down the hall, I see my old girlfriend and her friend who has dreadlocks. I look into a mirror and see I have dreadlocks now, I try to tie them into a bun awkwardly. It is not easy and I fail a few times.

      I turn around, my ex is in trouble. I run to the room at the end of the hall. The large window to the far wall is letting in grey daylight. I see she is on the bed. There is an assassin after her. I look in the room for the assassin and notice a suspicious lump under the sheets. I attack it and the assassin engages me, wrapping her legs around my ribs and pressing hard, I feel my ribs compress, even snap?!? She is a woman in her mid forties. I push her off but she continues to poke me hard and it hurts. The pain is surprisingly real. She flees, I'm not too wounded, I think.
    14. DJ#63: Holiday House and Mop

      by , 01-06-2016 at 07:30 PM (BlairBros' Adventures)
      6/1/16
      quick jot down
      Dream 1: I went to a holiday house with 3 friends, except it slept 12 so we had to share it with another group. The people we were staying with were nice, one was an ex AFL player.

      Dream 2: I was at school and one student was annoying the teacher, banging on and on about this kind of squigee mop. When he got up to do some graph on the board he got it horrible wrong so I stood up and corrected him.
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    15. 6 Jan 2016 - OK, that "car" is useless.

      by , 01-06-2016 at 04:12 PM
      Dreamed I went downhill and bought a rust bucket skeletal remnant of a 1971-1976 G.M. Clamshell Station Wagon. Even the frame was paper thin, and I may have paid some ridiculous amount for it. At some point I and the previous owner went in the car, turned a knob and removed the body from the frame. I then moved the body. I also recall going back uphill at some point.

      I've had dreams of these cars before. Most of the time they're shown as rusty carcasses of cars and some don't even look like cars by the time they show up in-dream. OK, I admit it's just a car and all possessions end up being destroyed eventually.