non-lucid

Your Life

I was in my bed and heard someone talking to me in the area again. It felt kind of scary so I kept my eyes closed. But than I opened them again and saw images moving in the dark. I thought I was hallucinating a little because i was sleepy. Suddenly a man who i thought was my father walks out of the darkness and lays down on my bed. I told him to leave but he didn't move.

Than I had a false awakening and looked around. To my side was my mom. I thought it was normal for her to be sleeping beside me. She got up though to go to the bathroom. I stayed there trying to relax when I heard a voice talking to me again. "Ah man....Why am I hearing this voice?" I thought. Than my mom came back and I told her I was feeling kind of anxious. She told me to relax and that I was going to be okay.

I saw that she also turned on a t.v. but i dont recall what was on it. After that the dream shifted and I had a false awakening in a van filled with some of my family members. I looked to the side seeing a hospital and an ambulance. "Where's my son!? Andre!!" I heard a lady calling out and cops trying to calm her down. "When did we get here?" I thought than came to the conclusion i fell asleep on our car trip. My mom than told me and my brothers to stay in the car because she wasn't going to take too long.

She ended up walking to an open bar place on the side walk than mentioned how she was going to use the money she gained to make a bet or gamble with it. I asked her if I could stay with her and she said no. I walked on the sidewalk than the dream shifted again. I was now in a room with two other characters."Oh....This must be a dream."I thought as I was looking around and saw a yellow magazine that had a drawing of me on the front with the words "your life".

"Aw man...I dont wanna open it." I thought afraid of what might be inside. I than looked around than just decided to take a peek. I looked at the cover closer."Yep,that looks just like me." Than opened the thing to see small rectangular pictures. Like four on each page of beaches."So my life is like the beach?' I thought. I than put the book down and felt like something was pulling on my hair."I feel like somethings pulling on my hair dang it. Anyways I dont feel like staying here." I thought than turned to a character there.

The character was sort of invisible and i was kind of surprised because it felt like Dawn was there but i'm not entirely sure if he was. I just grabbed a character and told it that i was going to kiss it to wake up. Don't judge me. I know that was stupid but I was also feeling kind of anxious because i felt the dream might throw back my emotions at me.

I had a false awakening on a small bed in my older brother's room. I saw my mom and moved my hair that was tangled with something. Than I told my mom how i felt something bothering me from in the dream. Obviously I was more concerned about my waking self than thinking about how great i was lucid. My mom said something than left. I think I tried to turn something on too but i'm not sure. Anyways I woke up after that.

Kids

I ended up in a familiar dream setting I was in before. I thought Eye or someone was on my tail and decided I would walk out fast and slam the door to see what happens. I walked out fast and let it go than something came out and grabbed me. I laughed because I only made it to the porch of the house. I than went back inside since I didn't really know what to do.

"Dawn?....Eye?..."I wasn't thinking who to talk to in the dream. I ended up finding Dawn and he ended up talking to me about how I let something in the downstairs basement. I went downstairs to go look around and ended up losing my lucidity. I grabbed a wooden staff and saw that the backyard door was open and little kids who were supposed to be dead tried to break in. " Mom get up!!" I shouted than ran to lock the door but it wouldn't lock. The door was now half what it was.

I was pushed onto the floor by a little girl and dragged out.." Wow, that felt pretty real" I said thinking about how quick the situation escalated after my dumb decision. " Dont move!" shouted the girl than she started talking with the other kids. " I'll buy you anything you want! Just let me go!" I said lieing to them. They let me go and i walked back inside.

Next thing I recall was that I became lucid again and was with my brothers. I was in the living room thinking about how i didn't want to be in the dream but how it sucked that i was trying not to be an anxious person but felt anxious again. Than I was pulled by someone into my room where i saw a picture of a baby girl.I was told that it was to remind me of my birth. I felt somewhat emotional than decided to leave the room.

After that I recall asking a guy why there was a kid in the bathtub. He said because you have to say goodbye to them so they can leave". I shrugged it off than the scene shifted and I was viewing two cats wearing winter hats dig a hole with their fast feet. Than it changed into a app where I could view cartoon cat videos. I was watching one than it changed into something else that i forgot.

Downstairs

I was told that there was something downstairs again but I don't recall much. I remember looking in the dark though.

Notes:At first It was hard to sleep. So I ended up falling asleep at 3 am. Had some anxiety so hopefully tonight will be better.

Still hard to breath when sleeping on my back.

I am a very young vampire, my sire, my creator, il a dignified, older italian gentleman with salt and pepper hairs and a tan, rough skin. His wrinkles show that he laughs more that he frown, and I care about him and my vampire siblings. He is hurt, and has to rest on his bed. We're all around him, and I'm laying on the top of the blankets next to him, very upset.
Later, my siblings and I are trying to save people from a arranged wedding that xas initialy supposed to take place between one of my companion and me. We both dress up before entering the room, his tuxedo is classical black and white with a white bowtie, my dress is very traditional and covers me neck to toes. We get in and walk to the platform where the future husband and wife are waiting. Her dress is far more pretty than mine, and I jocke about it with my companion while pulling the man to his feet. I tell him to run and he rush out, like everyone else including me. I'm separated from the other and I try to escape my pursuers by running through a gigantic house full of strange interconnected rooms. the more persistant is closing on me; he looks a lot like my sir and it's making me slow down. He his a agent of a mysterious Queen. He tells me that I run so fast that I'm off limits. I spits in his face as he throws a spell at me, a blue light that burns my flesh to ash. I look to my left hand and see it turning into ash and fall appart before waking up.

I was at Nates cabin and it was by a river but the river was much closer then it had been the last time I had been there. It was rationalized and explained away as the way rivers change but that dosnt really make sense. Nate was laying on his bed sipping from a tiny glass of wine and talking to Graham on the phone with face-time. There were a couple other kids there and Nate said he hadn't brought anything and I said I had brought something. I went exploring again and even walked out into a side stream of the river to an island and on my way back I noticed all the reeds under water that were groping at my feet, very dangerous.

Dream 2: it involved rivers again and traveling through them but I cant really remember other then there were girls

One:

I found myself lucid, but it was a bit unstable. I was rubbing my hands together to try to stabilize it, and I noticed my surroundings becoming more vivid... but I also noticed as I walked along the grass, I couldn't feel anything touching my feet, so I tried to focus on different sensations. Then I thought it would be fun to jump up into the sky and face downwards as I did it, instead of upwards like I usually do. It was pretty friggin terrifying seeing the ground fall away like that. The instability cut the dream short though.

Two:

I was in the car with my grandma and someone else, and it was raining. She was driving, and we raced over a bridge... she was going like 70 mph in heavy traffic and I was all GRANDMA SLOW DOWN JESUS. We were driving over a bridge when the traffic came to a gridlock, and the weather was getting worse.

Instead of sitting in traffic, we pulled into a Walgreens parking lot and went inside. I remember seeing weird decorations for holidays that didn't exist, and I was browsing the candy aisle. When we neared the register, we saw a bunch of customers standing around looking agitated. Apparently the employees locked us all in the store because the weather was so bad we couldn't leave, so we all just sort of sat around. There were a couple customers that kind of freaked me out, like I was afraid they were gonna shoot up the place or something.

Three:

This may have been a continuation of the last dream, but I can't recall how it began. I became lucid somehow, and I thought something like "Oh I remember I was jumping up in the sky and stuff earlier!" I stood out on a grassy area next to a lake and attempted to summon up Seru, but it didn't work. So I tried shooting off a Kamehameha, which also didn't work. I tried going Super Saiyan, but only managed to stand there screaming looking like a dumbass. At that point I was pretty pissed over my lack of dream control, and I thought "There's one thing I can ALWAYS do, and it's not fair..." so I reached up and swiped my finger along the sky, and I could move the clouds around and create star trails. The clouds flew by pretty fast, and it made me feel a little better about failing at the other shit.

I looked off across the lake and THOUGHT I saw Seru, it was like his silhouette or something. So I focused on this strange-looking tree trunk on the other side of the lake and jumped up... but instead of flying I fell like a stone right in the water. It kind of pissed me off... but I could breathe underwater apparently, so I swam to the other side of the lake and crawled out.

Seru was not there at all. Instead I was standing in some sort of ruins, like the ruins of some kind of shrine. There were statues of him in different sizes, some pristine and some broken and worn. I sprinted through the ruins, grabbing a few of the smaller statues, thinking they might have some kind of purpose, but... I still couldn't find him. You'd think he'd be hanging out in a shrine dedicated to himself, that seems right up his alley with his damn ego and all. But nooooo. I woke up before I made it through the entire shrine. He'll be getting an earful over that next time.

Dream 1:ish
I'm walking in someone's backyard in a garden along a stone path. It's a party run by Bill Cosby. As I walk down the path made of individual stepping stones I feel that they are very hot and have to walk briskly so I don't burn the soles of my feet.

In an old villa, there is an exhibit on show that describes the haunted history of the place. I see old grey pictures on displays, a door is presented as a part of a haunted house, it's white and sepia from dirt. Getting too close to it is not a good idea.

Dream 2
I'm in a house on the second floor. Train tracks run through the house, the far wall is almost gone and I can see the cool blue summer sky at night. I run to put something onto the tracks and as I do I see a train rumbling down. I try to place the object (a ceramic key, perhaps?) so it stays on the rail and then run for it. The train swooshes by crushing the object. I do this again with another object as well. It's rewarding and therapeutic.

I'm with an older guy, like a dad. He looks like Jefferson D'Arcy from Married with Children. This is his kids room. I see Marcy D'Arcy as well. As they leave the son, a kid who's like 14, hands me a bong and wants to play video games. I reluctantly carry the bong around as he gathers some games to play. I leave the bong on the floor as I gather some stuff on the ground. I follow the kid down to his room that's now to the right.

His parent's come back and as they enter the room from the hallway the kid asks me about the bong. I realize that I left it on the floor in the other room. I try to walk out past the parents and to the bong. I pick it up and try to hide it by carrying it behind me at an angle. The parents come and ask me why I'm standing so oddly. Defeated I show them the bong. They are shocked and I immediately take the blame, saying that it's mine. I don't want the young kid to get in trouble and it's my fault they saw it as I left it so carelessly. I tell them I'm about to throw it out as I don't do that stuff anymore.

I plan to go outside and hide it so the kid can pick it up later. The dad follows me and offers to show me a place I can throw it out. I insist that I don't need any help and I find it really annoying that he is following me so very closely to ensure that the bong gets thrown out. I walk somewhere toward the kid's room and now it's dark and shadowing and jazz musicians are playing in the back-lit shadows.

Dream 3
Phasing straight from the previous dream, I'm outside in a concrete city suburb. Large daunting concrete apartments rise from around, a few trees in concrete planters. I walk up to a skate park, I see concrete skate ramps covered in tags. Can I put mine there somewhere? There's no good places, I lack the courage anyhow.

Dream 4
I'm walking down a gravel path down the forest by my house. It's a very sunny autumn day. I find a place by the rocks to crouch and drink a beer. (???) I'm supposed to meet a woman soon, I'm somehow Skyping with her. She is a hardcore, tough as nails kind of person that reminds me of a friend of mine.

I walk down the path and see ice slicks in the yards. I walk down one, it's the yard of an old woman, she has a little frozen gnome statue. I slip and fall on the ice.

Stood in a large hall, there were lots of brand new red four wheel drive vehicles around. It was announced that because of the expense of posting the company was going to give us a vwhicle each and we could deliver the post ourselves. I sat in mine, it was an old land rover, and was excited startng it up becasue it was an old vintage vehicle and felt really old.
I drove it home and parked it in front of our my childhood home.
I went inside it was lunchtime, then noticed the land rover had gone missing. I was looking for my father. Now the inside of our house had become2 large canteens there were lts of people getting lunch. I couldn't find my father. Everything had suddenly become miltary. I had missed lunch and the canteen staff were packing away.
I found my father outside he had taken the vehicle on army manoevres and wasn't sure if I was actually allowed to drive it. He explained everything to me.
I went for a walk and on coming back I wondered where everyone was as there was no-one around. I was told they were in another building nearby. I went in and there was a murder mystery happening and a dead body on the floor.
I went outside again, it was even more military now and I was in the army. I talked to some army personnel. More vehicles were coming back from manoevres. It was evening and I was walking back to barracks and thought that I had always wanted to be in the army and was quite excited.

*I was at Uncle joeys apartment talking to him as he was washing dishes. It seemed to be his day off and he was relaxing and we were having a good conversation.

In waking life I really don't know my uncle too well so dreaming about him like this is interesting. In the other rooms at the apartment there were guests that spoke a European language.

I asked my uncle who are these people, he replied that they were his friends. I also asked him where his wife was and she was in the back room with the guest. I observed his apartment and it seem to be very nice cozy and peaceful.

*I showed my girlfriend in Argentine in love song and she commented that she did not like it.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Nearly finished the SSILD cycles properly but I didn't quite get it down. I reckon eating a banana actually does help. I went to bed super fast for once and slept like a brick. I went to bed at 10:20 and woke up at 10:40 the next day

Dream 1 - End of the World
It's pretty much global warming induced world demise. I'm somehow related to an organization that is making super-massive ships to cruise around on as the sea-level continues to rise. Not everyone is on-board with the idea but the first ship is really successful. By the time we've made 3 (after a couple years I think) we get the support of the world. We make 1 more before it's too late I think. Obviously a lot of people weren't able to get on the boats and the similarity in my head is close to the anime 'Suisei no Gargantia', and the people on the ships are the 'superior' humans while the others will have to survive some other way. The dream has a tangent and kind of begins the more internal affairs of the ships. There's testing going on in some laboratories to help evolve humans to cope with the changing world. Failed products are ejected in pods. One such failure was an 'alien' like creature from the movie (Aliens Vs. Predators). They somehow invaded some of the ships and evolved, massacring so many people. I think I run around for a while in a mock-chase as if testing what it would be like. But I have some level of dream control and my mind rejects the idea of the invasion and prevents the dream turning into a nightmare. Now I seem to be the only one left on the ship and I'm in a section where the area is identical to my parents living room (lounge). The aliens can't get me for unknown reasons (because my brain doesn't want them to ). My cats are here, Holly and Sooty (they both passed away last summer so it was really nice to see them again in a way). It's supposedly my first time sleeping alone on the ship, I sit in the centre of the lounge near where my cat Holly is lying down and start cuddling up to her. She gets up and then sits down and starts purring and cuddling up to me too . Sooty is somewhat in the background (she's not a very affectionate cat).

Dream 2 - Attack of the Hobo
I'm at my parents house in the family room, I don't recall what I was doing prior to this incident but there's someone else in the dream who I was interacting with. It's night time and I'm inside, I glance outside and look down from the deck. I spot a hobo. He seems somewhat familiar and I instantly decide to confront him to shoo him from our property. I step outside and start going down the steps, I yell out "Oi what f*ck are you doing?!". He gets all startled and grabs a 2-handed pickax that I had left lying on the ground and hurls it towards me! It spins through the air but is too far to the left and misses. Crazy bastard. He seems to have escaped too. I run down the steps and clean up the mess a bit and put away the tools from gardening (there were weeds attached to everything which took a while to shake off). I put the garden gear to the side as a preventative against garden-gear-hurling-hobos

Dream 3 - Party in the Hood
I'm in a pretty rundown neighbourhood. Mikayla doesn't have many friends, so I decide to befriend her and help her fit in with the crowd I hand with. I think I'm now at her house? There's a table with lots of grandmas at it, all just sitting round talking. They pry into our relationship and ask if I'm her boyfriend, for some reason I can't deny it because we had gone on a date but we weren't interested in having a relationship like that. The main reason we had gone on a date wasn't out of interest or something, but honestly the dream logic was just weird O_O. I drop my phone and it goes under the table, the grannies all try to get their legs in my way in order to get me to tough them which I manage to avoid (phew). The dream scene changes and now we're having a party with my black friends whom are siblings, there aren't many people here though. In fact, it's pretty much just family members on the sidelines while the the siblings (a fat older brother and skinny younger sister) are dancing in the middle of the room. The vibe of the party is still good though . Next the dream scene changes again and we're on the bleachers in a gym. My parents are sitting behind me, Mikayla is somewhere to the right, and the siblings are also somewhere nearby. There are other seats set up too which are mostly filled, some music comes on and these two black siblings (one was a guy that was quite bulky and the other was a slim slightly younger girl) started dancing in sync. I whisper over to my sibling friends that they're being challenged. He and his sister get up and go down there and talk to the guy, shakes hands with him and says something along the lines of having a dance-off. He does it in a really friendly manner too. The other guy responds by pulling him close during the handshake and whispering in his ear, I can see from my friends expression that he had been insulted. They start dancing off, everyone is in sync and my friends seem to be doing a bit better. I'm pretty amazed by it all because it's all so cool-looking, I'm surprised that they even know the dance moves that they're all supposed to do because the song was randomly chosen.

Dream 4 - My Professor is a Fossil
I've signed up for an optional field trip given by my professors that is open for the public and not actually uni-related. My professor Ewan is directing it and he looks super old. I'm surprised he can even walk. At my uni he's a renowned fossil expert so I think it's funny how he's almost like a fossil himself (he looks a lot younger in real life). I'm trying to listen to him explain whats going to happen but I can't quite hear because my parents are yapping away next to me about getting home on time to watch some TV show called 'Boss' or something. I notice that Ewan said something and some of the people around had stood up. My dad then shouts "My son is too! Stand up son!". Oh my f*cking god on cue, everyone just looks at me and I have this intense embarrassment and annoyance because he was the reason I couldn't hear and then he does this... The pain.

I remember finding myself in a dark, quiet room. There was one light on the other end of the room, along with a small filing cabinet. I started to approach the cabinet and I looked through the files. Many of them had titles such as "Dream 1" or "Dream Test #6". I looked through them and found detailed records of my previous dreams that included what happened, the setting of the dream, and when I woke up. I found this strange, and after backing away from the files and looking around the room some more, I saw a small drop-box slot. I went over and inspected it more carefully and wondered what would happen if I put one of the files in the slot. I traveled back to the cabinet and grabbed one of the files laying on the floor. I put the file in the slot and the room started to gradually get more and more dark. I then found myself in a dream that looked extremely familiar, and realized that I actually had been put in the dream that the file had described. I then tried to remember what the file summarized my dream to be but I wasn't able to recall any of the info. I then became lucid realizing that I'm in a dream, but because I got excited, I woke up.

I was a pretty dim living room, sitting around a table with a bunch of other people. They were all Americans, or so it seemed. I felt like they could be my friends, as I felt at easy around them, and they included me in their conversations (normally I am simply ignored). The girl on my left was either Hayden P. or one of her characters. I looked at the TV, and there was a show on, subtitled in Dutch (my language). I thought this was suspicious - why would an American show, shown in the US be subbed in Dutch? The others had an explanation, but it still felt weird. They pointed out one of the guys was German. Anyway, I was happy with these guys. I thought to myself that there was nothing for me left back home in Belgium. All I ever wanted was here. I would do anything to get that green card.

It was night, and I was lying on my back, in bed. Through the open door I could still see the living room I was in earlier, and I think the others were still there. I noticed "Hayden" lying next to me, with some distance between us. I got a little closer and reached out for her, gently caressing her face and hair. The smile she gave me was one of acceptance, and love. We'd never spoken to each other, and yet we had this instant human connection. I went in for the kiss, and that's all I remember.

Recall still very confused. As I am.

I'm baby-sitting with a friend, the toldder we're keeping a eye on is weirdly smart for a two years old still in diaper. We're on the run in the contry, at night. We enter a house to rest and change the baby. My friend try to pick up a glass bowl and somethig jump in her eyes, making her scream and drop the bol, which shatter on the floor, sending glass shards everywhere. I have to calm her down while holding the toddler, who is perfectly calm and collected.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

I tried a new dream journal app on my phone and it turns out that it's a bastard because it only stores one dream entry per day. So I lost my other dreams and can't recall them either. I tried to SSILD last night but it was pretty ineffective as I just couldn't focus through the cycles, was still way too fatigued.

Dream - Girlfriend and daughter
I seem to be in my flat (this is pretty rare, I don't usually have dreams about my flat) and in my bed, just lying down with my laptop out messaging my girlfriend on skype. We send pictures and are just chilling out. She tells me that I should probably break up with her because another guy groped her against her will. I'm pretty shocked, but I tell her that I want to punch that guy and I wouldn't break up with her over that since she stopped him. The situation was that actually she had a sticker on her ass and she asked her friend to help get it off (it was a girl), and then the guy kind of swooped in on the situation. I told her not to let it happen again because it makes me worry when I'm so far away (we study at different universities). I also realize that as I typed it out to her, I actually sent it through text instead of skype. I had been a little disoriented by the whole 'break up with me' message I guess . I return to the skype conversation and see she has replied to my message, I tell her that I goofed up and sent the message before through text (not that it mattered). We continue talking I think, but I also think I start looking at old photos and videos of her. There were random pictures of her in a bikini, another where she had a real hairy stomach (this one I tried to ignore lol ). There were even some where she was posing on the bed . A video also started playing, it was one where I think I was videoing Arya playing with her mum and grandparents. They all charged at Arya and made a sort of dog pile and Arya loved it, she was giggling lots. Then I flick to another video where we're on a beach, my girlfriend looked really pretty. It seemed to be a grey day, and the wind was blowing a bit hard. We were climbing along the wave-cut platform of rocks, the video seemed to follow her (non-existent-in-real-life) cousin, I think she was 10ish?

A very vague night of dreams. Tried WBTB, faded in and out of a light sleep.

Fragment
Vague image of a X-Files episode set in Australia, in the dusty outback. Mulder by the back of an open trunk of a jeep?

Dream 1
Rainy rivers form on the slanted hill of asphalt outside an industrial hall, the sun is rising behind the trees lower down, the sky is a purple-orange. I try to get a large stagnant puddle moving down the hill with my feet, kicking water to the left and then down the small trickle of a river. It's not very efficient. I think Batman comes up, am I working for him?

A group of feral cats come up by the puddles, they are thin and weird looking like the Devon Rex breed. I look at one, a bit confused. At least I'm getting rid of the water, it won't bother these cats anymore.

I'm walking down a narrow and dark shopping mall hallway, there is a restaurant to the right. A mother and daughter exit the place and pass right in front of me with trays of noodle soup. Looks good.

I enter the well-lit central Metro station. It's like I'm back in high school, there are young kids around forming cliques. There are some mean girls sitting by a group of desks in front of a chalkboard right in the middle of the metro station. They are talking about a picture on the back page of a newspaper,it's a risque picture of one of the unpopular girls in white lingerie posing for an ad? as they laugh I'm acting indifferent and cool. I try to give the impression that I don't care for this kind of high school stuff, I walk away in a plaid shirt like the badass cool kid, feeling really tough.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
It's daytime and I'm standing outside somewhere. In traffic I believe but close to an escalator. I call my old boss from the time I worked at Telfort. Not entirely sure what we talked about, but he's on his way. Somehow it feels like he's coming by motorcycle, which he doesn't have.

I enter the Telfort shop and one of my old colleagues is standing there. We talk for a bit. I remember me mentioning Vodafone, a competitor.

I am standing in my mom's kitchen, which is the backoffice for the Telfort shop. I'm with the earlier mentioned former colleague and someone else walks in. He started working there after I left, so he doesn't know me. We talk for a bit, but I feel some slight tension. Not too fond of the guy.

Dream 2
I am watching what seems like a documentary, which happens in 'full view'. It looks like a high-school toilet area, with a tile floor. The camera is positioned low, so that I have a sideways view of two teenagers laying on the ground. Documentary style, their names and ages are shown with white letters. I forgot their names, but the guy was 17 and the girl 16. While you can't actually see any of the action, it becomes obvious that they are having sex, right there in the middle of the toilet area, not even in the stalls. I think it's slightly odd that this is being aired. Is this even legal? The guy asks for another drink and grabs a bottle with a dark fluid from the wall (as if there was a shelf there, except there wasn't). The girl becomes mad that he needs to be drunk for this and can't do without.

It's now the hallway just outside the toilet area. The girl is claiming that she got assaulted by the guy, who is still in there. A teacher tries to get the guy to come out. He goes into the toilets but doesn't see anyone. I mention that the guy might be in one of the stalls, with his feet on the toilet so that you can't tell he's in there.

We are in a large room with some office desks. We (= one other guy and I) are trying to identify who the guy in the toilets is. It feels as if we are cops now. We look at stuff on the computer, such as old records and what not, but come up empty. The one guy that looks like the guy in the stalls is an adult man around his 40's. In looks he reminds me slightly of Vincent van Gogh or Louis CK. To our right, just next to the desk is a group of presumably teenagers standing, whom are very interested in what we're doing. To the left the girl in question walks by. We ask her some questions to help us out. What she tells us doesn't add up. She gives us a description of the guy which includes something about his hair length, which is way off.

I am now in cuffs. It's not certain yet that I've done something wrong, but just as a precaution. We seamlessly move from the office area to an outside area. It's already dark. The person that is handling me is Paul from Spin City. Can we at least put a jacket or something over me so that not everyone has to see that I'm cuffed? I start to think about how I would act if I was on the run from the police. How far would I come?

Exactly that happens. I am running. I don't recall my hands still being tied. While running I think about how I would contact my mom. Obviously I'd throw my own phone and simcard away, or else the police would trace it. I could send a message from a new phone and simcard, but my mom's phone might be tapped. I would have to ask a stranger to use his... but then they would know that stranger's location and thus also that I'm in the vicinity. Apparently that vicinity is in the southern part of the Netherlands. Ok I got it: that stranger needs to text a friend in the northern part of the Netherlands to text my mom. That will throw the cops of my trail. I'm running across still standing traffic. I run in between two cars and perform an aerial [freerunning move] to get by them, though that wasn't really necessary. Sweet! I can do that. Never nailed an aerial before. I'm not sure what I did, but I end up running back to where I came from. I perform another aerial, but from a less optimal position. I land, but need to touch a car with my hand for a moment for balance. I think it might've been an orange car. I continue running and put my hand on the rearlight for a moment for an extra push.

Dream 3
I meet up with my dreadlock artist from Indonesia. I think it might be a beach. Wow, his hair has become really long! How has it grown so much and has mine only grown a little bit? Then I notice that his dreads are thinner than they used to be and that halfway they have a different colour. Blond? He's using extensions! It feels weird that he of all people is using extensions, as if he is cheating.

Still on the beach, I am with my first girlfriend and her parents. We're talking about ordering drinks.

Dream 4
I'm talking to a freerunner I know, who is also a filmmaker. We are talking about healthy food and he tells me how difficult it is to find healthy food in Groningen. No it's not man, you just gotta stay away from the candy and all that stuff. While this conversation plays in my mind I see a totally different image. I see a trippy freerunning sequence for a videoclip. The image is turned 90° at one point.

Dream 5
I'm supposed to use a syringe to draw some blood from myself. It's supposed to go into my belly, next to my belly button. I'm quite nervous about it. The only syringe I have left is one I already used once. That's not really hygienic is it... I decide to risk it. I start to look for a good spot on my belly. There are still some marks from the other syringes I used a while back. Don't wanna get too close to that. I start taking deep breaths, which causing my belly to also move in and out. This in turn causes me to accidentally insert the syringe already to the left side of my belly. I decide to roll with it and push it further in. Man this feels weird. It kinda hurts a bit.

A few months ago I had to do this daily for 30 days, except I had to inject myself instead of drawing blood.

Fragment: opening a door of a flat looking out into a passgaeway, I remember that the brickwork was very ornate.

I was in a large room. A very famous plastic surgeon was giving a talk at a podium in the middle of the room. I don't remember much of the talk, there was lots of movement around the room, I can't remember why. I wanted to go to theatre with the surgeon, he was explaining why only medical students could go with him at the moment but that he was going to make space for other doctors.
Then the queen was going to have liposuction. I can't remember much about it. I'm not sure if it was the same dream but I also knew she was going to die in the next couple of days and was thinking about what was going to be on TV after her death.
Then I was watching an Australian talking about the death of someone else who was supposed to be famous, but I had never head of them,and it was getting boring. He was stood outside a small building with TV cameras around him.

I was in a small back garden my wife had sent me out and I was looking through a large rack of blankets for one particular one but it wasn't there. Suddenly there were about five fighter planes in the sky and I recognosed that they were new futuristic planes and I was really excited. I leant against the garden fence to watch but it almost gave way. The planes flew around making lots of noise. Then I realised that there was a large barn in the field behind and hundreds of people were coming out after the air display. I went back into the house which was a small flat, and lots of people came back with me.
I saw an old friend and thought 'why didn't he let me know about the display? In the old days he would have asked me if I wanted to go with him.'