non-lucid

Only recall some pretty vague dreams as I punched my alarm clock into snooze mode...

I see Bart, Milhouse and Nelson from The Simpsons in a metro tunnel. They all have super powers. Bart starts showing his stretching ability until he is electrocuted by Milhouse's electric ability that is then absorbed by Nelson's super strength.

Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury is playing bad cop as he interrogates a prisoner in a children's clothes department. I see mittens meant for children, colorful, with words like "dying", "cancer" and "paralyzed" knitted across them. Pretty morbid.

Nick Fury and his partner are outside an American suburban house. They throw Jeffery Dahmer in the trunk of the car, they finished interrogating him. I don't want to sit in the back seat in case he starts stabbing me through the cushion. I go to the front seat thinking Fury's partner is going to sit in my lap (or I'd be sitting in his) but to my surprise the seat is not taken.

I have a false awakening, I get up and I'm walking in my old childhood home. Where is everyone? Did I sleep past my alarm and miss school? I'm pretty upset. I try to make out what time it is by looking out at the grey sky outside.

I wake up in my real bed, but my body is very heavy, can barely swing around and get my feet on the ground. My body suddenly collapses into itself, I'm back in bed again. I try and try, never getting further than my feet onto the floor. How can this be so hard? I then wake up for real.

Morning of November 23, 2015. Monday.

Dream#: 17,871-03. 1 min 50 sec read.

I am with my family on a city bus. I have no thoughts of our destination. The bus is crowded, mostly with unknown people who are in a cheerful mood. (The first location seems to be the second floor of the Rose Street building in La Crosse, though I have not lived there since 1967.)

Eventually, the bus reaches the end of a hall, near the top step of a staircase. I first consider the steps as possibly too steep for the bus to descend safely.

However, the bus smoothly descends the staircase after slowly tipping forward. The bus driver is cheerful and competent.

Once we reach the bottom of the staircase and emerge from a doorway, the bus continues down a city street in the late morning, my dream being a little more vivid for a short time, though I am still not thinking about our destination.

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Understanding Dream Content Causation for Clarity of Mind:

A staircase often features because of the vestibular phasing of REM sleep and may include imaginary kinesthesia. The fundamental imperative of dreaming in the last stage of sleep is to establish mind-body reconnectivity to resolve and stabilize physicality. Staircases have continually featured in my dreams because of this type of predictable cortical phasing for over 50 years.

In this dream, being on a bus is also the result of the vestibular phasing of REM sleep and also includes imaginary kinesthesia. This kind of dreaming experience has the typification of “Double Vestibular.” I might otherwise be “walking with intent” to vivify my dream while descending or ascending the staircase, or I might be slowly flying in a standing position over any missing steps as I have often done in dreams since childhood. In another, a girl drove a bus off the edge of a second-level car park. Even though I felt the kinesthetic drop, I remained in my dream as it vivified and continued for several minutes after the bus landed on the road below.

Here, my emergence is passive, and the bus represents my illusory dream body. It is self-evident. Both a bus and my body is a vehicle. In other dreams, buses fly (as I also do each sleep cycle), or I might guide a bus over a river or a narrow girder that connects two skyscrapers. I might ride a bicycle down a staircase or smoothly slide down as if my shoes served as skis.

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How is this dream the opposite of the outcome that has occurred virtually every sleep cycle for over 50 years? My initial dream is also a result of predictable vestibular phasing and also includes imaginary kinesthesia. It is the walking, losing my footing, and quick fall (with myoclonus). The fall, often blissful, is precursory to entering deeper sleep.

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Just woke up from a dream - I'm not sure of the setting in which the dream takes place--meaning, it's nowhere I recognize in real life. I remember before this scene took place, I was looking for a bank in the dream, and I stumbled upon this little building. It kind of reminds me of a cottage/gazebo type building--but it's a bank, because I stoop down to use this ATM that's in this room, and the ATM kind of looks like a little safe. Anyway, the next part I remember is there is this man there, and I'm totally in love with him--but he doesn't know it. He's someone I've been into for a long time, I think, but we've always just been friends/acquaintances. Also, I'm not sure he's single--or maybe he wasn't single, but is going through a separation or something? I'm not quite sure-it's something kind of confusing. So I'm in this place, and he is there, and this other woman is there, too, and I know her--I think she's a friend of mine, or maybe she's my sister? I can't remember, it's very cloudy/vague. But the thing is, is that he and her have a history, I think--and things are complicated. They are talking about stuff, and I'm not sure what's going on, but at some point I realize that they're talking about having a baby together--like, they've decided they're going to work things out, and they're going to go try having a baby right away. I'm so crushed to hear this, and I can't stop myself from saying something. All of a sudden I pipe up, and I'm like, "WAIT, no!" And I'm really upset and saying that she can't get pregnant, don't have a baby, etc. I also say something about the man getting skinny--not sure what I say or what that's supposed to mean, but it's relevant in a minute.
So the friend/lady leaves, but the man is still there, and he's exasperated with me, and kind of upset, and asks me what's going on--what's wrong with me, why would I intervene and not want them to have a baby, why would I make the friend upset, etc. I'm in tears, and I tell him, "I CAN'T tell you! You won't understand, I just CAN'T tell you!" And I so much want for him to love ME, I don't understand why he loves her and not me--it hurts so much. I'm so afraid that if I tell him why, then he will hate me. Then, he softens some, because he sees how upset I am--and I must open up and tell him some of what's going on, because he responds to me as if I did (I just don't remember exactly what I told him in the dream--somehow that part got skipped). So then, he tells me that he thinks I'm a beautiful, amazing woman. He says that my laughter, how I love to laugh, my sense of humor, is such a positive and great quality in me, that it (helps) makes me a great catch. Then he says something that surprises me--he tells me that on their wedding day (he & the friend), he was really drunk, and was thinking about how beautiful/sexy his wife's sister(s?) were, and the whole premise/what he's communicating to me is that if he didn't end up with my friend/sister, then he would have been interested in me. I'm really pleasantly surprised and feel so good to hear that, because I assumed he just pretty much didn't know I exist. Oh and this man, in the dream, looks like Josh Duhamel (which, he is handsome IRL, of course, but I've never had a thing for him or anything bc he seems like a douche, lol). Oh and in his talking to me, the guy also mentions, kind of jokingly, that he is NOT skinny, and he's not going to get skinny (he isn't fat, but he's muscular and has a really amazing body). I'm embarrassed at that comment I'd made earlier, and say I wasn't serious--I don't think he's skinny, and in fact, he's gorgeous. That's the scene that was taking place right when I woke up.

Music
With no real way of knowing where I am, I know that I'm in Indonesia. It's already somewhat late in the evening. I'm walking around in a mall and feel like it's near closing time. I hurry a bit, because I still want to buy some earplugs. I enter a store that looks like it's an electronics store. I believe the floor consists out of white tiles, which have been polished until they shine. It kinda looks as if there are two entrances behind one another. As if there is a 'pre-shop' to the actual shop. There are two salesmen standing in the 'pre-shop'. All this consists of just a counter. Without me having said anything, one of them asks me if I want to buy earplugs. He just really wants to sell. Because I came here to buy earplugs I go along with it. I look at the counter. There are purple earplugs connected to a black iPhone I believe. I tell the salesman in Indonesian that I want to try those. I put them in and connect them to my own black iPhone. I'm scrolling through my playlist. I want to try these using the song Backseat Freestyle by Kendrick Lamar. I keep looking through the music I have of him, but I can't find this song. Then I decide that it's no problem, as it's just for testing anyway. I play a song and I can hear it being played double. I take out my earplugs. The sound is coming both from the earplugs and the speakers, but it isn't synchronised. How annoying! This is totally inconvenient. If I sit in an angkot [public transport minivan] everyone will hear it. I want to tell this to the salesman, but I'm struggling to find the words in Indonesian.

Selling
It's daytime and I'm standing somewhere on the street. I'm with a colleague. It's one of my first days as a street sales person. I approach a girl to convince her to become a member of whatever it is I'm standing for. At some point I've convinced her. I put my black bag on the ground and grab 5 pens out of the front pocket with one hand. I present them to her, so she can have her pick of which one she wants to use. There are two green ones which I know are empty already, so I'm hoping slightly that she won't take those. Then I remember that the registration form is still in my bag as well. I grab it out of the main pocket.

Train
I'm standing in a train, near the end of a carriage. In front of the door to the other carriage is a steel rod on which I decide to sit. It's blocking the way for someone to enter, so I move. I look at my phone to consult the train app for travel information. This new version is bothering the hell out of me. On the left I can choose a time of departure and on the right I can do something similar. Who thought of this? It's totally not convenient! To make matters worse my screen responds erratically to my touches.

Wrote this several hours after waking up.

Fragments
» I don't know where I am. All I recall is that it's a sunny day and that I'm with Abby and Dom. I haven't spoken to them in a long time, especially Dom. I'm happy to see him. We talk for a while.

» I had a dream that was really long, but I can't remember that much anymore. The scenery was somewhat spectacular. It felt sort of like a campus, except the building was designed really cool, with nature incorporated in it quite harmonically. I recall that I had a girlfriend of sorts, but also another girl who I was very friendly with. At one point I passed that girl on the hallway and we pretended we didn't know each other, so as not to arouse any suspicion. I think it was a brunette girl. And then there was also a blonde girl, but we seemed to mean less to each other. At some point I took an 'elevator' down, which was just a moving platform. Someone threw a syringe down at me which I would need, but the cap was off, so I was concerned it would hit me. I think there was also a festival somewhere in this dream.

Moped/bicycle
It's daytime and I'm driving to my campus. I alternative between a moped and a bicycle. I think about it: hmm, it does seem a bit odd to use a moped to go to campus. If I always use the moped, then why do I always feel like it takes so much effort to get to campus? I'm on a grey bicycle path seemingly in the middle of nowhere. I don't recall seeing anything else manmade. There are some people passing on bicycles from the opposite direction. I also recall overtaking someone. That person fell just a few moments later. I didn't stop to help, as other people already did. I pass through a hilly landscape. At some point while I'm driving the moped, my best friend is sitting on the back and I'm trying to ascend a steep hill. She has to get off, because the moped doesn't have the power to handle this.

Promotion
I'm at my job. Bart, who is one of my bosses, invites me upstairs. We pass through a sort of hallway and enter a bigger room. We have a conversation at a wooden table, facing one another. He tells me that if I want to get this promotion of sorts and be called in for the real modelling jobs, I should change my attire. My shoes are all messed up. I also need to cut my hair. What? No way man! He tells me that my dreads are just too messy. I show him that it's because I haven't taken care of them for a while and they have grown in the mean time, but they can be really neat. There's a girl sitting next to me who agrees with him. I feel like the situation is a bit hostile. At some point someone throws some old stuff out of the room. I think it might've been a mattress.

Zombie
The details are a bit vague. I'm outside with several of my classmates, including a German guy. There are zombies, but we have already beaten the outbreak. A new one appears though and we have to make sure it doesn't spread, since dealing with only 1 zombie is still doable.

I'm in my highrise bed. My German classmate enters my room. I just know it's him somehow, or perhaps I heard him talking. Because I'm in my highrise, he doesn't spot me. He's scheming to turn me into a zombie. There's a grey towel hanging on the ladder to my highrise. He wipes something on it that's supposed to infect me.
I'm just outside of my room and I confront my classmate. I push him down the stairs a couple of times. Clearly he's a threat as he wanted to turn me into a zombie.

I completely forgot to write up these dreams today... And I actually had pretty alright dream recall for once :/ damn.

Dream 1 - Conch shell
From what I remember I was in a cave with some people, it was a pretty massive cave that was easy to see in because it had a large opening and in was day time (though the sun wasn't shining directly into the cave). I recall seeing a big conch shell, it was mounted on a pedestal like it was some sort of treasure. I picked it up and brought to my face inspecting it, seeing some holes I placed my thumb over them and blew into an opening..
*Bang*! Whoa that was unexpected, I didn't think it would be loud. I put it back hurriedly thinking that I shouldn't mess around with it... Then I pick it up again, just one more try won't hurt
Knowing what to do this time I prepare to blow into it really hard, sucking in a big breath and then unleashing a full throttle exhale into it. *BOOOM*!! A huge sound wave emanates from the shell and causes the whole cave to shake extremely violently . Everyone else that was around starts running for the exit, I start running too. Debris rains down from the ceiling and splashes into the water (most of the cave is in deep water) and sticks out which I use to jump across towards the exit. Suddenly a big piece of debris falls in front of me and I die... It was 'game over', and actually felt like a game. I was in third person watching my characters body go limp like a game character would in something like Skyrim. My character began sinking into the depths and I was left wondering how he actually died.. It didn't make sense (the debris didn't even touch my character).

Dream fragment
- I remember at some point talking to someone (it was a girl) and she threatened me and stuck two fingers into my mouth and grabbed my tongue I'm not sure if this even happened last night..

Dream 2 - Gift
I can't properly remember this dream so I'll just try string together the notes I put in my phone about it...
Apparently I was talking to my dad outside the house and then my mum must have came out and given me a gift, I remember it seemed to resemble the star that you would place on top of a Christmas tree. There's trash to clean up and I think I clean it up, maybe from a bin that spilled. The parents of my ex gf are there at some point and I think they may be doing something illegal.

Dream 3 - Home
I'm at my parents house with some friends, for some reason we ended up all being naked because something had happened to our clothes and we had to get new ones, maybe they got too wet? O_O.. There's sand on my feet and we're heading through the hallway in my house towards the bathroom to wash the sand off I think. As we walk through the hallway we walk past these 3 girls who I think are really ugly, they're covered in acne all over and their faces just don't look right for some reason. They're naked too for some reason. We reach the bathroom and the others start rinsing themselves, there's no real awareness to the fact that we're naked in the company of each other. Suddenly me and this blonde girl start interacting, I decide to start 'teasing' her, though I have no idea how it's considered teasing... Since I pretty much put her in a full-blown sex position, this dream took a really hot and heavy turn . She said "what are you doing?" coquettishly, and wanted things to progress but I said "haha I'm just teasing" (since I knew I had a gf). This moment in particular during the dream was extremely intense... None of the others had noticed but it's pretty much like they don't really exist temporarily. I put a jacket around me and cover up my crotch for obvious 'reasons' after that event. I then head back to my room just across the hallway. Everything in this house was where it was supposed to be, but I didn't realize that all the rooms were about twice the size they should have been. I pick up a towel and some clothes, hmm I probably don't have enough clothes for everyone.. Oh well. My friend Matt comes up to me and I tell him I'm going to have a shower and he smiles and nods then strides back over to the others.

*I remember being at this place with a very beautiful the scenery.

* me and my girlfriend were laying on the floor on our backs and a Hindu temple. We were in front of the Shiva shrine and I commented to my girlfriend can't you feel the energy here.

[Notes:
- Yeah, I dunno. I have nothing to say but the following:

[Dream begins]:
Driving with Ricky Remedy somewhere.

Hot sauce on the rear windshield going on the roundabout.

Something about loving someone more (fat version of LE; was in college) because their hot sauce was better.

Two girls gave me their hot sauce, and one of them was sriracha so I knew I would love the other one.

The frozen-air can that had a carbon chunk touching a metal plate on the bottom.

Shoot it into a pool of hot sauce and you get serpents.

Laughing at people swimming in the hot sauce and getting beat up by frozen-air-hot-sauce-serpents.

[The dream fragments...]

Dream interpreters... got any idea what this is about?

Late autumn. It was cold, rainy night. I was going out of my house with my two friends. We were going to friends house. On the way we were talking. One of my friends said that the world is going to end soon, just when new release of Dwarf Fortress would see the day. He said that there would be something wrong in the code, that would trigger death machine.

Suddenly I found myself on a desert town. There were like two houses, salloon and a graveyard. I immediately went inside salloon, where a strange old man hired me. He said that I should check the situation in the local graveyard, as three of his last messangers disappeared there. Without hesitation I went there. There were only ten to twelve graves and a chapel.

I saw that there were three bodies on the ground. I couldn't remember what happened after the last time I met my friends, so I didn't know what killed them. Suddenly I heard moans and screams. Zombies were coming out of graves. There were also huge hordes of them on the horizon.

I quickly ran into the salloon, and saw that the old man hidden behind some kind of a barrier. He said "They're coming... Let's rock!" Then he started to play a heavy metal song. I hidden behind a counter, the building shaked, the barrier broke and he made an earthquake. He disappeared, and everything stopped. The zombies were still coming however, so I went to the place he was standing in.

There was a huge hole in the floor, that led into some kind of caverns. I decided to jump down there, and landed safely. I turned around and saw that there were many angel-like figures. All of them looked the same - they were wearing steel armors, red cloaks and red checked trousers. They were floating in the air, only one of them was sitting on a huge rock. He said with a calm voice "Do you liked that? I was writing it for 30 years, and it's the best song I made in my one hundred years long carrier!" Then they have just disappeared, and there was just darkness. The world have ended.

* Alarm @ 0200
Bed @ 2200

Heated class discussion
As I'm walking through a college campus at night, I come across a large group of students holding a rather heated discussion - not quite a protest - about some recent events. It seems that some of the US states have officially accepted responsibility for whatever it is. This seems to have been a bad idea, since it A) prevents people from having a real discussion about the actual problem and B) encourages even more vitriol to be thrown at the states instead of the people who are actually at fault. Worse yet, more states are planning on also taking responsibility for whatever-it-is. Somehow, I get dragged into the mess and become a moderator of some kind of forum. Now I'm sleeping, hearing Kaleb calling my name, wondering what's gone wrong now and what I'm going to have to do to fix it.

Someone is discussing driving a wedge between different economic classes, making an analogy of a road with two lanes going in the same direction, everyone driving along happily, when suddenly and without warning the right-hand lane turns off and people who were otherwise minding their own business are suddenly going somewhere they didn't expect. Now I'm driving in the left lane. I see the cars next to me who are forced off to the right and can see the expressions of confusion/disappoinment/anger on the drivers' faces. Now there's some kind of discussion of genetically modifying the population such that the lower classes have a higher birth rate than the upper classes to help perpetuate the ruler / worker dichotomy.

BTB @ 0215. Woke @ 0540 due to dog.

Alien sphere / high school hijinks
It's night. I'm standing with a group of people in a tall, dilapidated building looking at the hazy sky. Suddenly, bright yellow lines appear in the sky in a kind of Y (or slingshot) shape and start launching glowing balls towards space. Amazingly, the balls seem to impact something, revealing that the sky is hazy because the Earth is surrounded by some kind of sphere. After a couple of shots, the balls start knocking holes in the sphere, revealing amazingly clear, bright stars beyond. After a few more shots, a huge part of the sphere falls out and reveals most of the night sky in its glory. Now I see the Earth as from space, and I know that the aliens who built the sphere are not happy that it's been breached and are on their way to re-subjugate the Earth.

Now it's day, and I'm walking down a sidewalk with a group of teens heading for a high school. A road is to our left, and the school is ahead of us and across the road. One of the girls in the group is talking about names in conjunction with the aliens. She says one name in particular, but it doesn't sound familiar to me. She scoffs, believing me to be lying, and I think about it harder. I realize it sounds kind of like Dilbert's Elbonians, and she says that's what she was referring to.

Now the group is sneaking in a balcony on an upper story of the school. The door closes early and one girl gets left outside. Someone comes back and opens the door for her, but someone in authority sees her. Now I'm in a men's bathroom near the door they snuck in. The place has a strange maze-like layout with the toilets in the dead-ends. I'm using one, taking longer than I'd like, knowing that this is a bad place to be since authority figures will probably show up soon and start snooping around to find out more about the kids who snuck in. Now I'm about to leave the bathroom, but someone comes in, stops me, and starts asking me questions about the kids. I start picking through a pile of clothes on the floor near the door, pretending that's why I'm here, pretending ignorance about the questions he's asking me.

Now I'm in a room (a dormitory?) with two rows of beds. I'm in the bed on the right side of the room, second from the end. The room is empty except for one other guy. Now I'm watching him betray us all to the administration. He's walking around the room, pointing to each bed, telling them all the dirt on person who sleeps there. When he gets to my bed, he pauses, looks kind of guilty, and admits he has nothing against me.

Now I'm watching girls in their dorm room as they play a video game on their TV. Only one girl is actually doing the playing; the others are watching. Now I'm watching girls in another room as they're playing with the ones in the first. Suddenly a group of administrators pours in, raiding the room. These girls are caught, but at least the girls in the first room will have warning (since this group is dropping offline) and won't be caught off-guard when their own room is raided.


Potluck setup
I'm outside in a field helping to set up for potluck. As I'm helping to unfold chairs, everyone is really paranoid about yellow jackets. Chris unfolds chair then gingerly holds it so I can see down the legs. I take a look and see what looks like two yellow jackets inside. He gingerly puts the chair down, we stand back, and a few moments later they both fly out, both looking a lot larger than I expect. Now we're walking to where the cars are parked. We pull out more chairs and get to work setting them up. One chair is different from the others: it comes in lots of different pieces and has 1" hooks at the end of each piece designed to hook together to hold the chair together. Given the size of the hooks, I can't see how the chair could possibly hold together, especially with weight in it.


BTB @ 0555.

No further dreams.


Fragments:
I'm with my parents walking into a fancy restaurant. We're all well dressed. The maitre'd escorts us through one room into another. The walls of this room are mostly window, and I can see that it's night time. I'm carrying my tablet.

I'm on a ship with some people.

I'm in a garage. Someone is working on a car and is getting a new tool.

I'm walking under the awning of a shopping center with my wife.

A very vague dream of walking in a park like area on a grey day, I cross roads and each time I do a line of poetry comes to mind. How they went exactly escapes me but they went something along the lines of "my mind wanders over crossroads", "it looks for a place to hide", "all my friends are crazy or dead".

Alarm @ 0205
Bed @ 2315

Adventures in Florida
I'm seeing something about the Disney castle. It says it's the second most expensive building in the world. I just can't how that could be - unless maybe it's because it's made of 100% Legos. As the image zooms closer, I can see that it is in fact a lot shinier than I expected, probably because of all that Lego plastic. Wow, who know?

Now I'm in a nice car being driven somewhere. There's a woman I need to talk to, but I don't have her number. As I'm thinking about her, wondering how to contact her, she calls me. Unfortunately, the connection is terrible and I can't make out a word she's saying. I eventually try to yell to her that I'll just text her. Now we're pulling up to what looks like a nice hotel. I realize I forgot to text her, but it turns out she's waiting for me anyway, standing just outside the door under one of those funny curved awnings hotels like to use.

Now I'm inside the building, moving through a crowd. All of us are pretty well dressed. I see Chris and decide to talk to him, but since he's already heading in my general direction I just wait. Our eyes meet when he's a couple of people away from me and he comes closer, shakes my hand, and tells me that he can't talk now but he'll find me in a few minutes. Now I'm in another room, some kind of art gallery. The walls are a kind of golden color, as are the painting frames. I look at a few of the pictures, stopping to look at one in particular of a nice sailing ship being tossed by heavy seas. Chris comes in and I ask him about the woman. Specifically, I suspect that she has the power of teleportation, and think he'll know for sure. He confirms that she does have such powers, but that she can't use them on young children. I think that her abilities could come in very handy, because there are a couple of people I'm somehow responsible for that need to get from one side of Florida to the other, but I can't really take them because it's hours to Florida, hours from one side to the other, then hours back; and she could get them where they need to go in an eye-blink.

Now I'm walking outside with Chris in casual clothes. It's a beautiful day with a clear blue sky. We're on a sidewalk walking with the road to our right. Across the road I see an arid field, further on some garish buildings which I think are something like bathrooms / changing rooms, then a parking lot, then some apartment buildings. I comment that these buildings are even more ugly than normal Florida buildings (which are ugly enough). He's amused but makes no comment.

Now it's dusk. We're walking down a path towards a fence guarding the back of some kind of residential area. There's a gate in the fence at the end of the path, and as we get to it Chris gets annoyed with himself. The gate is locked with a padlock on the inside. He's got a key, but he's on the wrong side of the gate to get to the lock. He ends up having to climb the fence so he can open the gate for me. A groundskeeper sees him and starts heading our way, but when Chris shows he has a working key to the lock and explains that he accidentally left it locked this morning when he left, the groundskeeper is mollified and walks away. Now we're walking along a path between buildings headed for someone's residence.


Home improvement heist
I'm in a giant home improvement store looking at some stuff on an end-cap. Now I'm watching some guys walking through a deserted part of the store (possibly in the basement), guns drawn but pointing at the ground. They find a recessed area in another end-cap and open a hidden compartment in the back, but they're disappointed when it turns out to be empty. They realize the man in the wheelchair must have gotten there first and taken it, and that they'll have to track him down. Now the area they're in is near the checkout area. Someone hits a button expecting to call an elevator, but the entire floor - both their area and the checkout area - starts to rise upwards.

*I forgot exactly what you said to me in this dream but she said something to make me very upset.

I remember being in a car texting my gf about whether she had left for Rotorua. She texted back saying that her and her family left at night so that our daughter would be able to sleep in the car. The car I'm in is being driven by my parents and we're heading to Rotorua to give them emotional because their granddad is having an operation. We arrive in a dull grey looking town, my dad asks me something but I'm busy texting trying to find out if my gf has arrived or not.

Dream experience: 1
Dream awareness: 1

Pretty much the only dream I remember, every time I woke up I would start thinking about the book I'm reading O_O

It's the night, in a place full of small, long wood and paper houses, with dirt paths around them. The place is lit by paper lanterns hanging in trees. I'm following a young girl with long, flowing dark hairs. She's transporting a big barrel of sake, with a thick rituel cord warped around it. She's running from a whole sled of chinese and japanese spirits, I can see their shadows on the walls of the houses, pointy headed foxes, jumping parasol, dancing lantern, witches and ogres. She managed to reach a hole in the ground and throw the barrel in.
We're taken to a gigantic house, the woman in charge give us a room to clean. I open the door, it's dark inside, and the smell is horrible, decaying things in a dark, warm place, closed up for years. I gag and put a tissue on my mouth and nose, it's disgusting, but at least it's a dry rot, things turning to dust rather that slime. The girl with me starts filling garbage bin, but I notice another girl, in the room next door, strugling with a younger sibling. My fellow tells me that the younger sibling is mentaly deficient, and that's why they're struggling. I go back to cleaning, but she almost finished it. I pickup something from the previous occupant and unwarp it. It's a wooden sign, with "academy of cooking and baking, 1887" engraved on it. There's also a name, and I deduce that he was the previous candidate; this all thing is a sort of competition. I walk out of our room to another, and I meet up with this man, a chef. He's helping someone whip up a desert, and hand me a place. It's ice cream, with a syrup on it. The syrup is warm, dark chocolat with the faintest hint of coffee. I can't really pinpoint what the ice cream is. It's both sweet and savory, slighly nutty but more well rounded, in a crème anglaise base. It's delicious, the texture is wonderfull, rich without being cloying and creamy without feeling greasy.