non-lucid

2022 June 30th

Very disjointed. Left recall too late. Would like to make some proper side notes for this one too at some point.

Dream (DFLN):

I'm in a car in a town with mom. She's driving me around in a large and modern Nissan, trying to get me to a local airport I think. There are roadworks just about every way she thinks of taking. I try to suggest some routes she can take but she doesn't seem to want to listen to them and possibly mentions something about the fact that she's driven here for X many years and so on.

(recall gap)

I'm at some kind of palatial building, here for a fancy party or ball. I'm in what is my guest room at one point. I'm a woman, except for my private areas. Someone I met just earlier (forget who) left me a dress here in the room and I think about putting it on. It's a very simple dress and is a cream colour, slightly darker than my skin tone. I have wavy hair, possibly fake blonde. Putting the dress on in bed, I think about how a dress will still be revealing of male private parts. I feel uncomfortable with this but don't see what I can do about it and reason to myself that people generally don't look to that sort of area and that I can to do things like sit down and such to possibly not make it as noticeable.

A bit later I'm at a dinner at a long table. The fancy palatial theme remains. This theme seems to feature primarily white, cream/pink and gold as colours. Somewhat plain while still being lavish.

(recall gap)

I'm still a woman. I'm with Hilary. (from DV, i.e., here!)

We're talking about dreams and artwork. I am supposed to have made three artwork commissions for her but I haven't made them yet and feel guilty. We're somewhere outside and it's night time. It's grassy and open, I'm not sure there's anything taller in the horizon that I can see.

In the sky I see the three commission ideas fading in and out as stars. The first one is a crescent moon, the second a side portrait of a woman with hair tied back, and finally something else which I've lost recall of. Hilary doesn't seem upset with me for not having finished these commissions yet, but I still feel disappointed with myself.

We talk a bit more and then she takes me to some physical threshold, maybe a door. I think she wants me to come with her to a dream?

(recall gap)

I'm my usual self again and at a bulk buy super market. Possibly a Makro (which I don't think I've ever been to). I am unfamiliar with the layout but I look around for things with confidence.

I find some frozen chips and think about the price. I see they cost 2.1 for 2.5 and I reason that at 1.5 for 1.5 normally, this is slightly better and I grab a bag. Then, I wander the shop trying to think what else I want and as I feel like I actually didn't want much more, the shop also gets noticeably smaller and is more like a convenience store now.

I look around again and see some socks, making me think that H might like some but I don't know the size and I don't want any for myself because they look too loose. I see a basement stairs bit and there's a bunch of plushies in a large metal cage basket thing next to the stairs. I think about getting some. They feel fluffy. They cost 60 each though and I think to myself that I really can't afford to pay this for a plushie and feel a little sad. At this point I also start to feel self-conscious and don't check out downstairs, which seemed to have Lego and more toys. So I leave to go the tills. At some point a fat man near me is coughing and I think I comment that I just had COVID and don't really want to get it again so soon.

(recall gap)

I'm in a rural area. It's late afternoon. I'm with two men, dream characters I think. They are messing around a bit and one has a mini bike thing (7D2D intrusion?). I am on a field side of a wooden fence and they're on the road. As I walk along, I come to a tan coloured cow. She's on the floor and at first I think she's asleep, but then I see the side of her muzzle and see it looks to be rotting, with a hole about the size of a gold ball and with some tendons showing through or something. Difficult to describe. I feel somewhat unsettled and I'm also worried for the farmer now. But I think we should get out of here before we get mistaken for having done something to the cow.

We go up a small hill road and we come to a building with a store or something. Then there are four of us and we decide something about super powers. Then inside a building it's a bit like a factory or foundry.

(rest of recall was too vague)

2022 June 27th

Some bracketed in-line notes. I need to return to this dream and make some fuller notes when I feel able to, hopefully soon.

Fragment:

Something about a (dream) country relating to the Iberian peninsula. This small country is located just over the north east of the USA at where a tip of Canada would be and seems to be in-between these two countries. I see some statistic or just know that there are less than 1.5 million inhabitants. (Oddly enough, on one of the weeks after this dream, I was looking at this general region with satellite views, based on some conversations I was having with LF)

(recall gap?)

Then I'm in my native country but I'm a character that's not me exactly. I need to get to the embassy on one side of a plaza, something about a passport? It's night time and there's a large government building on one side of the plaza with a few prominent uplighting spots. Neo-classical or classical-revivalist architecture. There are police officers in the area, probably due to this building. I think one of them comes over to me when I wander more to the middle near the government-y building. The officer turns out to be a woman and I ask where the embassy is. She tries to help me but after a while of her taking me through some streets and construction sites I start to wonder if my interests are at heart.

At one point I notice some workers at a construction site giving me/us a funny look or something? Some part of me thinks that it's odd that there's construction work going on at night.

(recall gap)

Then I'm at a fancy house place. Lots of detailed cornicing and mirrors on the walls and ceilings which have some kind of abstract Greek themed theatrical show going on, it looks like it's projected but I don't see any projector and may assume that the surface is able to display something like a screen would, despite its curved contours. There's a largely classical theme. The walls and cornicing are all white and it's fairly bright in here, though there's something of a mood light thing going on, mostly cool tones.

I'm here with my cousin T and H. T's wearing some kind of cream or pink silk pyjamas and I rest my head on her crotch and I close my eyes and she pets and strokes my head. I think about how it'd be inappropriate if I became aroused and I also think about how I might not be able to help it. I hold on to or hug her leg. (Similarities to having been awake and holding H, possibly partly awake as this dream segment was happening)

Then we show her to her bed, in size it's somewhere between a single and a double and she gets upset notably upset about this. I think the room is dark/we didn't switch the lights on?



Notes:
- I'm not sure what would have been the source for the first segment in this fragment, but I can recall some years ago I had a discussion with a friend (K) on the subject of countries with lower populations.

- I feel that for some weeks now I've been having dreams that are on parallel to schemas like that of the second segment here. Dreams in which I'm not strictly speaking my normal "self" as a character and in which I have all the same type of agency, decisions and worries as I normally would. Sort of related, today (16th of July) I wrote a bit on another journal about the somewhat lengthy absence of any other inner voices or personalities and a general absence of visual imagination among other things.
-- In reality I'm not sure how frequently I've been having these dreams (of "not myself" exactly) because I haven't thought of a tag or way of categorising them, and right now I'm thinking that I should go back through my DJ a bit at some point and find out how many instances there really are and how far back do they go; it's possible that at the moment I'm just paying more attention to this particular type of schema.

- As hinted towards, I have recently had some worries/thoughts about passport renewal and sort of by extension also about travelling. Specifically, to my old home.

- T's presence in this dream follows common patterns that the rest of her appearances in have in my dreams, but I can't remember any time specifically in which she got as upset as in this dream, about the bed. As I recall, I understood in the dream that she was upset that the bed wasn't big enough. Even in the dream, the way she stroked my head reminded me of what it was like to be a child.
-- I think segments like this one in dreams call me to create a different journal with a different complexity from what I've been doing. This type of DJ simply cannot fit into it the type of analysis that some of these dreams practically seem to be demanding of me.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

In a crowd gathered for some teachings. I see my teacher at a distance. He gets up with a book on his hand and calls my name, says it is for me. I get up and raise my hand. We walk towards each other and I feel awkward because I wanna hug him and I just can't. He says something like congratulations for winning that prize and everyone wonders what was the contest and when. I bow down with my hands folded and I receive the book while trying desperately to touch his hands briefly. We look at each other cumplicitly. After that he goes back to his seat and proceeds talking and I try to get a place closer to him better. Strangely a lot of people just get up and leave so I have lots of free space now in the front.

I was going to rent a house with 2 other women which I was not really "hang out" friends just people I knew from working in the PTO and youth cheer group. We were sitting out side in a carport visiting. We had looked at the house earlier like a day or so ago, I do remember looking at the house but that part wasn't in my dream. (if that makes sense). My part of the house was going to be $600 for the deposit and the first months rent. the girls went into the house or something and I was there alone with one of the girls husbands. We were just chatting and the other girls husband was listening to us talk. The girls came back with the land lord of the property to get the money from me. I was trying to check my account balances in my phone to see which account I needed to use to pay them. I knew I had gone shopping for my daughter's school clothes and spent some money out of one of the accounts making it no enough money to cover it. (I just went shopping in non dream life for my daughter the day before). I was trying so hard to read my phone. I couldn't see it. I couldn't open the apps for my accounts. I was getting frustrated because I needed to know what account to use. I finally just told them I would pay 1/2 out of one account and 1/2 out of the other account and that should cover the amount needed....... when I woke up I was like dang it I should have know I was dreaming because I couldn't read my phone or get it to work like I needed it to. So I now have both of my screens to say are you dreaming on them so that when I use my phone I will ask myself if I am dreaming. Maybe then I will realize I am dreaming when I can't read my phone. I always try to read my phone in dreams and still can't figure out that I am dreaming when I can't read it.

I had another dream last night where I was riding in the middle of the front seat of my granddads old Tan Plymouth Reliant between my mom and younger sister and me and my sister got stuck in the car during a rainstorm.

When this dream started, I was riding bikes with my mom and sister on a trail we used to go and ride on when I was growing up. It was a hot and humid summer day, but the trail we were riding on was in the woods so we were in the shade and spared from the worse of the heat. As we rode along on the trail, I saw landmarks I remember used to like such as the bridge over the creek near a waterfall, a large tree that had a unique shape due to being struck by lightning, and a hill where you could see the tops of the buildings in downtown.

When we got to the end of the trail, I saw granddads reliant in the parking lot. It was really clean like it used to look when he drove it. When we got to the car, mom unlocked and opened the front passenger side door and reminded me I was sitting in the middle and needed to get in and buckle-up. I got in and scooted across the tan vinyl bench set to the middle and fastened the tan lap belt around my waist and then my sister sat down in the passenger seat to my right and fastened the tan shoulder belt as mom closed us into the car and then spent a while loading our 3 bikes into the back seat. It was hot in the car so I rolled down the driver side window and my sister rolled down the passenger side window to cool things off.

Once mom got our bikes loaded in the back seat, she closed the back door and then walked around the car and unlocked and opened the driver side door and then sat down in the driver seat to my left. When she put the key and turned it, the car started right up which never happened in any of the earlier dreams I had. She then puit the car in gear and headed towards our house. I felt squished riding between then since both were pressed-up against me.

When we were on the way home, mom turned into the parking lot of the bank she used to go to when I was growing-up and then parked the car and told us she needed to go in and take care of something and for us to stay buckled in the car. She then cut the car off and got out and went into the bank branch.

Me and my sister then spent a while waiting in the car, and I was focused on the doors to the bank and every time I saw them open, I hoped it was mom coming out but is was always someone else.

After we had been waiting for a while, I started hearing claps of thunder and then it started to pour down rain. I had to quickly lean over and roll up the driver side window while my sister rolled up the passenger side window as the rain came down harder and harder. As me and my sister waited in the car, the rain kept coming down and showed no signs of letting up. As we continued to just sit and wait for the rain to stop and mom to come out and get in the car, both me and my sister noticed the car really stunk. My sister said it smelled like poo to her and then looked at her shoes and mine and told there was something on my shoe. I woke up from this dream while me and my sister were still waiting in the car for the rain to let-up and having to listen to my sister complain about how bad the poo stunk and how gross it was that I had stepped in poo and got it in the car.

I was at a house with a lot of people I didn't really know, or just can't see their faces. My best friend's older brother was there and his best friend. We were getting ready to go camping. (her brother passed away about 5 years ago.) While we were getting ready to go camping he was hinting about us getting in a relationship again. I wanted to try it again. Then he was wishy washy about it because as in real life in the dream he had cancer and didn't want to get into a relationship because he knew he was going to die soon. He didn't want to start something and end up leaving me alone. He then decided why not. then it faded away.

I was visiting home in New Braunfels, not the home my dad lives in but the house I grew up in. I just got there and had a bunch of Christmas decorations I set up out side in the front yard on a table. I told my dad we would all go out there and they can pick what they want out of it. I was sitting on the couch watching tv next to my 1/2 sister. We are not close at all. She started scooting closer and closer to me. She then was right next to me and put her head on my shoulder and said my big sister. I put my arm around her, hugging her and saying my little sister and started crying. I was talking with my dad, I was telling him about this really cool job that I just got. (I got this job in my dream about 3 or 4 days ago in another dream.) My step mom came out of the bed room so we all decided to go outside so they could pick the decorations they wanted for their house. (my step mom is the queen of Christmas decorations she doesn't need any more.) they are all walking around the table grabbing things. There was a bunch of sweet treats on the table too. We were all snacking on them. I was watching all the neighbor hood dogs come into the yard and pooping. It was like a nasty doggie park. I was walking around the table and stepped in dog poo. I warned everyone to watch where they step. I has socks on so it was really ick I could feel the gush as I stepped on it. I was walking around the table still and I looked across the street to my best friends house. There were a lot of cars there just like when we were younger. Her sister and brother in law were just getting into an 80's model Ford Mustang they whipped around and were talking to me. (Her sister had passed away about 10+ years ago.) I can't remember the conversation we had. the houses, trees, yard, and neighbor's houses were the same as when were growing up, except for my dad, sister, and step mom, they were the age we are now. I tend to have dreams that connect to another dream from another night like a soap opera.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Dreaming I am sleeping at my downstairs bedroom and I wake up and see a snake near the bed. I have a pile of chairs on a corner with more stuff on top and she is coming out of it. I yell and my dad appears and grabs her. I tell him to throw her outside the fence but not hurt her, but as usual he just kills her. Then he complains about the mess in my house and how it creates hiding spaces for snakes. I explain there is no way they can get inside the house that it becomes a problem and that we should focus instead on figuring out how this one got inside. Secretly I wonder if there are more in the house.

Watching the tv show Friends, first season, but in this version they are still high school kids. I then become one of the characters and the school experience is a total nightmare. In the classroom, the teacher doesn't teach, he just hands out written info that we have to read and figure out. Then I go to the bathroom and all the toilets are side by side with no stalls dividing or providing privacy. I have a meldown and head for the exit looking for a quiet place. I encounter a group that runs some secret society in the school. I try to hide from them in a storage room, but I am caught. Yet they are not trying to hurt me, they think I am someome else from their society, so they hand me an outfit I must wear, in black and white polka dots. Some kid drops a wand and a small toy object and I hand it back to him. He then swallows the little toy and chokes. I do CPR and save him. I go around looking for some bathroom, hoping they have a better one, but there is only one toilet and some daly with diarrhea is in there. Then I accidentaly enter a room intended for higher level attendees of the secret society and they basically kill people. I fear for my life.

2022 June 21st

Fragment:

Me and H travel to a place called Chapeling that's apparently near London in southern England. It's a 300 mile drive from where we were? We go there to have a look at this small pipe organ that sits in a little chapel building which is beside a main church building.

Overcast day outside. Town streets and so on.


2022 June 22nd

Fragment:

Something about showing someone a little organ. At some kind of concert or theatre hall, a vast one at that, but the wood all seems very bare like all its polish has worn off and nobody has taken care of the place for a while.

(recall gap)

Something about needing to get some homework done. I have my black laptop bag with me and whatever I need for my homework is in there I think. I keep being distracted or pulled away from doing it and later I am climbing some kind of abstract structure made up of large red long nailed bony hands. It's part of some kind of dimensional portal or threshold.

Later, on the other side of said portal. Something about Warcraft 3 game mechanics. I want to buy a mini town hall item and destroy a human settlement to take their gold mine.


2022 June 25th

Fragment:

I'm outside, at a Lidl car park. It's about seven in the morning and it's light but not as bright as it should be for this time of the year. I'm deciding whether I should get closer and do some shopping or not. There's a white man in the parking lot. He's getting some stuff ready round the back of his car. At some point I realise the shop won't be open for another hour at least. I dither about for a while, wondering if I should bother crossing the road and going back home or if I should just wait it out. I think it may have felt a bit cool outside.



Notes:

- Trying to look for a place called "Chapeling" somewhere near London didn't really result in anything. I suspect the location name in the dream was simply tied to the context of the attached chapel. I've not heard the word before, not in any situation that I can think of anyway, but it's a fairly straightforward construction and likely easily created by automatic and associative dream logic and the like.

- Unfortunately, I've lost any visual recall I might have had of the abstract structure made up of red hands, which is a shame really because these are often the type of things I like to try and recreate in art. I might still try recreating something alike if I can think of a composition I like.
-- I still have some visual recall of the rest of the dreaming in this entry, at the time of writing.

- For some reason I've come to use dithering as an expression more often of late; it's not a new expression to me, but it's not one I've typically used a lot.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Three or four friends are at the top of a building. One is going down a rope stair hanging on the side of the building to do some stunt. The rope stair partially breaks and he is left hanging perilously. Another friend goes down to try to rescue him, but that is a bad idea because he just adds more weight. Some other friend then throws a rope so they hang on to it, but when the stair collapses completely, they dangle from the rope unable to climb up to safety. Then they spot another guy hanging upside down from another rope. Supposedly a banker who tried to hang himself and regretted it. They decide to join forces and swing to get closer to each other. But they still can't climb the ropes and decide to jump to a pool underneath.
Meanwhile, inside this building there is a bank, where the rope guy works. A mysterious man comes in and writes down a number with many zeros on a paper and shows it to the manager, who then gives him an audience. The stranger says he wants to buy the bank. He wants the bank to make one specific loan to a specific person and he and his associates first tried it through blackmailing an employee (the guy on the rope), but because he did not do it and was about to commit suicide, they just decided to buy the bank and make it happen.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Some girl and two guys are doing some investigation. The girl sometimes is me and sometimes is someone else and I just watch her as in a movie. The guys, one is a ginger pale tall dude and the other is a brown hair guy, both cute in very different styles. They gather at a park and then head to the house of an asian-american guy whom they want to join them solving some mistery. He lives in a mansion with high security and they know his family has lots of guns in a safe. He is forbidden (by his parents, maybe?) to go out, but he sneaks out through a back door and somehow tricks the security system. But doesn't bring any guns. Anyway, the girl is the leader of the group. She leads them to some cliffs and while they are doing recons in their separate ways, she slips and falls. In reality there was no real danger to her life, but the pale guy somehow appears right away as if he has a 6th sense and helps her very heroically. Then the other guy comes by and clearly is upset that the other one scored some points with her. I am watching this from the outside and get the feeling that this is a cheap imitation of Twilight love triangle and I think to myself: "Really"? Then I am her again, and walk in her body as they all enter a car and leave.
Then I meet my mom and first we're talking in her kitchen but suddenly we are at some doctor's office. Along with us, many people await in the waiting room to be called for an appointment. While we wait, I am checking my social media and Zilla invites me to collaborate on her new blog. I feel like it's a waste of time as she wont continue it for long and I have long stopped deluding myself with such projects. I then recall a blog I left hanging, but maybe will return to it some day. Then I hear someone announcing something in an intercomm somewhere outside the waiting room. I go to the corridor to check if they are calling someone for the doctor appointment, but all I find is many other waiting rooms each one with intercomms and many names being called. I am confused and go one by one trying to understand if my name is being called in any of them.

I am dreaming a story out. In the story, a village was destroyed, and a small group of children were the only survivors. A woman who was actually a goddess with a special relationship with the village was going to take care of all of them. She was apparently Skuld. All the gods had been gradually losing their powers, her included, so she was (I thought) really more of a demigod.

A man who had left the village some time back has independently decided to return to take care of the children as well. (I was playing with the idea of his actually having been exiled from it at some point.) He had not been a particularly responsible person up until then and had led a rather rough life but genuinely cared about doing this. He was a bit suspicious of the goddess-woman since the village wasn’t large, and he didn’t recognize her, and so he didn’t see why she was involved at all. Both of them were portrayed as characters from a story I thought of sometime when I was a teenager but never did anything with. They played notably different roles in the dream.

-23.6.22

Other interesting dreams recently:

-Cleaning under my bed in childhood home #4, I find an open box of graham crackers. It turns out to be full of cicadas, which makes me happy because I like cicadas and because I was thinking at first it was going to be wasps.

-While visiting a friend, I go out looking for a coffee shop in a location that’s dream-familiar but accidentally end up in a public area overlooking congress. I discreetly leave at the earliest possible moment and find the coffee shop nearby.

-In another dream-familiar city, I go to higher ground to avoid rising floodwater and end up near a tent city. Notable in that I could smell it as well as hear the people talking there.

-Descending a staircase into an underground area, accompanied by full orchestration. Unfortunately, all I can remember about the music was that it was in 4/4 time, and timpani were playing on beats 1 and 3.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I am a warrior, maybe a samurai. I am protecting a large group of inahbitants in the mountains. My guru is among them. There is a big eruption in the mountain and the ground is oepning up and lava flowing out of it and everyone running in all directions. I manage to escape and lead many away with me and to the safety of some caves in another mountain past a bridge. Then, some sort of alien monster attacks me, the size of an elephant with tentacles. But I find a weapon that also seems alien to me, quite big, like a staph with a large bulb on top which shoot lasers and I manage to kill the monster with it. The villagers gather around for some decision making in a safe room around a table. I see my guru there and I still crave for his kind words and attention. I am expecting something from him, but he doesn't address me. I decide to stay humbly in my position by the door and guard people. But at some point I feel like I need to leave for good. I have done my job and need to find my peace of mind again, away from everything. So I announce I will be going back home, for which I need to cross again a dangerous path through the land of other monsters. They try to change my mind, but I feel too hurt to stay. As I cross the bridge separating the mountains, I see spectres approaching and I find out I have achieved super speed like Flash and can move away from them without them ever posing a threat. I call the guru from afar, hoping he too has the same powers and can meet me later wherever I am.

I am staying at some kind of posh old hostel, maybe in the 30s. It is early morning and I am starving, so I go get a snack from the cafeteria. The lady serving the food says I must eat and pay for the proper breakfast but I explain I just need some sugar as I feel lightheaded and will come back later for the breakfast, so she agrees to hand me some snack. Then I am planning to take a shower and look for the bathrooms on my floor. Realize I am wearing a transparent baby doll and not exactly adequately dressed to go around the corridor, so I find a ladies toilet and go inside looking for a towel to wrap myself on. Find a strange looking mirror on the wall. Almost got lucid when wondering why there is no reflection of my image on the mirror, only to find out it is actually a door with a window covered in paper on the other side. I feel like any pervert could open a hole or lift a corner of the paper and look inside and that is stupid. As I think that, a guy peaks in from the next compartment and I get pissed. I go outside, open the door of the next compartment where he his and I punch his face. But wonder who the idiot was that put the paper on the side of the men's toilet and not on the ladies'.
Some other girl comes rushing to defend him. She is his lover or something and won't believe that he was peaking. Accuses me of teasing men by being half naked on the hallways. I decide to leave and get dressed. Then I get lost in a corridor that connects to an abandoned area of the building. I go down some stairs and find a basement full of trash. I remove some stuff blocking a door and I find 4 or 5 kids with terror in their eyes. But they are not really kids, but living and moving cloth and yarn dolls of animals and other strange characters. But I consider them as kids. They don't talk, but I know what they feel and think. They've been kidnapped and are afraid their kidnapper will come back soon. I bring them with me. Meanwhile their kidnappper comes back and she is some woman wanted for murder. People thought she had died, but she has been hiding in here all that time. She sees me, she blocks my exit and I need to find a new exit. I am carrying the kids against my chest, as they are actually dolls. I find a window at the street level and I break and jump through it. She chases me. I run to a bar or casino whose owner is by the door. He ows me a favor, so I tell him to call the cops and the media and bring them to the tailor shop. I go there, because the tailor is the murderer's father. I assume he's been helping her out, or at least that bringing her to him will have some emotional effect and give me a chance to escape. And in fact he is surprised to see her, but not that much. Clearly he just wasn't expecting to see her there, but they've been seeing each other. I am blocked inside the tailor's shop and they think they got it under control. They discuss how to kill me and hide the kids again, but then the cops and press appear and they are caught in the act. I announce that she's the killer they've been looking for, that the father was her accomplice and then to top if of, I show them the children I have been hiding insde my jacket and ask them to check for matches with missing kids. Everybody treats me like I am the hero of the century.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At my old bedroom, checking if the windows of the balcony are well shut as a storm is coming. My cat Yéti insists in following me into the balcony although I try to shut the door behind, so he doesn't. I feel like the balcony might be blown away by the strong winds. Then my cat Buda manages to slid in and climb to the top shelves. Then he becomes a real boy, my son. I insist he must come down. Other neigbors come to their windows to check on what's going on. Then he jumps or falls down from the shelf and by consequence out of the window I had not yet been able to close. I scream and the neighbors are in shock. I go down to the street but I don't see any body. I manage to find his jacket. He finally appears, alive but full of pain, with a broken ankle and looking confused. He doesn't want to go to a doctor, but I call an ambulance.

I had this dream when I had COVID a couple months ago. I haven't logged anything in some time so I figure why not.

I was in the Modern Warfare: 3 map "Dome". I was scaled down to a smaller person and I remember there were 4 planes or some geometric shape thing. Red, green, blue, and another green I think. The planes were floating in the air and I was surfing on it like surf in CS:GO. It was really weird and it confused me when thinking about it lol.