non-lucid

This one could be a piece of the previous dream (Stucco-walled bedroom) and it’s a bit jumbled. I’ll put it in the order that I’m guessing it happened.

I’m lying in this big bed talking quietly to mom while three men sleep off to my right, including my dad – here’s nearest to me. To my right is wall where a soft light is emanating from somewhere, possibly a lamp.

The men are part of some special program (felt something like they were being trained to be soldiers and some genetic engineering was involved).

I think it’s kind of weird that I’m sleeping with three guys, but dismiss it because of the situation.

Jump.

I’m standing somewhere off to the left and a little boy no taller than my knees asks me to play with him. People are sleeping so I think of saying no, but surprisingly even to myself I say yes (I felt like we were doing Hide & Seek and saw a mental map of how far we could go in the house). But I tell him we have to be quiet and not go too far.

He says we’re going to be play Cops & Robbers, and as he designates me the Robber he calls me ‘lady’ or something similar.

I go find a place to hide. As I’m going down some stairs, I suddenly get an idea. It’s so dark here, he won’t be able to see me. I stop in the stairwell flatten myself up against the wall. As the boy comes running down, I leap forward and grab him around the waist. “Got you!!”

It’s now my turn to ‘seek’. I wait a few seconds before going after him, trying to remember if there was some rule about waiting before going to find them.

I look around and in places before I get to a bathroom. I hear a shower running to the left and realize someone’s in here. I’m quiet as I make my way to another room up ahead. I think that the person showering must be in a room on the other side of the wall.

I look around the room for a second before my eye is caught on a dark grey curtain way up on the wall to the left on a shelf. ‘Could he be…?’ The room is kind of narrow and pretty tall but I somehow get right up the where I need to be.

I grab the curtain and yank it, and there the boy is, crouched down onto the shelf. He looks even smaller, tucked in on himself. “I knew you were up there!” I exclaim incredulously. I grab him down.

I’m looking around my new room. It’s kind of weird. The walls are made of stucco. There a big frosted window behind the bed, though you can see this big post around it on the other side that has graffiti written on it.

I’m reading writing on the walls and am enjoying what it says (can’t remember what it said now though), but am wondering what’s going to happen when room to write more on it runs out? Do I have to erase it?

I realize that there’s no door on this room, I can see out where some people are walking around, including my old school friend Ella’s mom, Lauren.

She comes in and talks to me, asking me something to do with my room, and I start to mention that I want a door put in, but I get interrupted. This happens once more and then she just leaves. I think to myself, surely she would have heard me and asked me to elaborate once she realized I was trying to say something?

Mom’s in the room asking me if I like it, and she has material for the windows. I say that I do, but I need a door. I’m grateful for the window stuff, but I can’t sleep until I have a door. There’s a scene where as she was coming in, she stopped and read a bit of the graffiti on the post, shaking her head at what it said.

She gives in, and I remember her doing some extreme thing to yank a door right into the room via a chain or something. In response to my look she says that it’s convenient to do it like that.

Non-lucid
1PM-3PM nap
I'm in a bed, in a room that's similar to mine, but outside my room is a mall. The ceiling outside my room is made of glass, letting in light. I can see pretty high up outside.
As I'm sitting very cozily in my bed, I see a blonde girl at the ceiling. I sit up, worried about her. She jumps from floor to floor, coming down to the ground level where my room is. She grabs the low glass walls at each floor perfectly with each jump. "Don't do that!" I yell. "You'll hurt yourself!"
She notices me before landing on the ground and walking into my room with a big smile. "Are you alright?" I ask. She nods. I breathe a sigh of relief. A girl who looks exactly like the first one comes in after her. "We're magicians," they say, together. "We can alter the gravity! It helps with our acrobatics."
"But you didn't then!"
"We've practiced doing that run a bunch."
The one who was jumping said, "So I knew exactly what to do."
"I don't believe that you can alter gravity." I say.
They grin mischievously, and snap their fingers in unison. The gravity in my room lessens. Everything begins to float, including me and the twins! They easily "swim" around, while I grab the blankets from my bed. "B-But I'm naked!" I say, floating higher and higher. They don't seem to care. They start pushing and pulling me around gently, helping me get to wherever I want to go. I begin enjoying myself.
Then, I wake up.

I had started out at my younger brothers school, not sure if I had drove there or just started the dream there. I think i had seen this place before though. I was in the cafeteria, and there was a long line of options to pick from. the room already had people sitting down and no one was in the line. The room looked like a lot of other high schools, varying colors of white and tan floor tiles that were waxed over. boring wall paint of the same colors. I was looking for my brother here and I found him shortly after waiting. we both got pizza in the lunch line and it took forever so they gave us a free sandwich. next thing i knew, my brother was driving my truck and i was in the back seat having a completely different sandwich. i got mad for some reason and threw it but decided i should probably clean it up. all of a sudden i was driving a GMC acadia, except this ine had a turbo charger and i would zoom by traffic. i almost hit a car at a red light but i pulled to the side and was safe. then everything turned black, but i was still driving. i tried turning on the headlights but they didnt help much. and once again a was in a completely new place with no transition. i was in a dark vault but decided to imagine a window and it worked, though i was not lucid. i tried opening the door with the puzzle on it but could not, i lock picked it instead and it opened up into a house. i think we were kept hostage there at first, but soon after my friends were there and everything seemed to be ok. there was one thing, apparently my friend also, who had the body of a man but the head of a pig. very strange and how did that not make me question my reality? i dont know.

this one i kept a bit short due to time constraints, maybe ill edit it later to add detail. got two midterms and after that st. Pats week will kick off!

I was having a dream of annoying things. I was trying to assemble a power wheels toy, but pieces seemed to be missing. I tried reading the instruction manual, but it was just information on the ratio of the size of a bolt should be to the nut around it.

Lots of other annoying things were happening. We kept getting sales calls.

My dad came home and he was really mad that I hadn't finished building it for the kids down the street.

My late grandparents came and knocked on the door. For some reason my grandfather's head was really tall (about 2 or 3 feet.) His face was on the bottom. I at first was very annoyed because this was just the next in the long line of annoying things to happen to me. I then became lucid, realizing that they were dead IRL, and my grandfather's head was absolutely absurd. However, the dream ended.

I had a false awakening in my house and started getting ready to go to college. A song was playing and at first I couldn't figure out what it was, but it sounded familiar.

After about five minutes (I was eating breakfast) I realized it was a Daft Punk song. Then I remembered the actual name of the song, 'Face to Face'. There were no lyrics, just the instrumental portion. I lost the dream a moment after I remembered the song.



...

I had a dream about Dawn. His hair and outfit was like Edward Elric and it was at the scene from the anime where he gets trapped in gluttony's stomach. He started running around and freaking out.

Some weird kind of dream glitch happened. I saw more Fullmetal alchemist characters. I remember seeing king Bradley and Envy.

[Dream Logic] Dawn wanted to cut his hair, because he thought that he could disguise himself as Soul Evans from Soul Eater. He thought that if he could pass as a character from another anime, they might let him out of here. But he couldn't find anything to cut his hair with. [/Dream Logic]

...

I was on my college campus. All of the buildings were really spaced apart though. My parents were there. I was trying to lose them because I didn't want them to be following me around on my campus and embarrassing me.

I told them to wait where they were and I had to go the bathroom. I ran into a building. There was this really weird store that sold knives and guns. I wondered why that was allowed on a college campus.

The lady in there wanted to sell me this weird disc-shaped rock with seven small colored gems embedded in it. She had a whole bunch of them, but she had just finished making this one. She told me about how she would sell it to me for half price just as soon as she fired it in the oven. This was supposed to make the stone expand so that the gems would stay in it.

I told her I wanted to buy it. She then asked me to pose for a picture with it because I was her millionth customer. This big jewel-smith guy came out of the back to be in the picture too.

Interpretations: I can't say much about these. I've been dreaming about my late grandparents a lot in recent weeks.

First dream

I was in school, watching academy on the occasion of something that I can't recall. I went through the corridor, and entered a classroom. It was english lesson. The teacher, a high, bald man in glasses was wearing grey suit. When the lesson ended he asked me Have you drank denaturant? I said No... not yet. The lesson ended, I saw my friend on the corridor, and asked when she has a bus back home. I offered to take her by car if she'll be late for the bus, but she said that it's unlikely. Suddenly my older sister appeared, and we drove to home.

Second dream - fragment

I was at the doctors room. I was sitting on a bench, wearing only underwear. My clothes were laying nearby. The doctor was sitting on a chair. Blonde, old female wearing labcoat. She told me to cut my nails, as its needed for a health examination. Suddenly a nurse appeared in the room, and told the doctor that I don't need any health examinations. I took my clothes, and went away.

Third dream - fragment

I was in home. I was using my laptop to model something, and make a map for Half-Life.

2015-03-11

01:00 bedtime: again super late

06:00 (a bit earlier)

+ touring a 23-hour gas station, in cafeteria line for food, go back for pot stickers

I'm with a friend (who wants to/will start work here) at a big, 23-hour gas station. 23 hours because they close for one hour a day for maintenance. I'm explaining that there are three shifts of work here, and that that's good because it lets them put the employees where the demand is highest. Pass a tall counter (circular?) of cash registers, we get into a food cafeteria line. Friend in front of me is pulling along my tray, I see that I've passed a container of pot stickers, so I go back and scoop a bunch out on to my plate, they're covered with a fine green herb like dried dill.

+ swim competition huge pool (lower level of park?), holding on net & false starts, backstroke, flip turns, running up and down steps, (get poop on hands?), lap counting is wrong, I'm doing well in race

In a large pool (the lower level of the park? Wide open area) at the beginning of a swimming race. The swimmers hold on to a net with one hand and stretch out as far as they can into the pool waiting for the starting signal. There are several false starts with swimmers jumping the gun, but not me, I'm waiting for the proper signal. Some official says not to stretch the net so far. Race begins and I'm doing backstroke, I started well, I'm ahead of everyone, but I see they're doing front freestyle so I switch to freestyle. I'm approaching the wall at the far end and other swimmers are bunching up there in my way, I'm preparing to do an awesome flip turn.

I'm running up and down stairs outside, but I'm "still swimming" (?), counting laps, someone points out or I think that I'm counting improperly, I somehow get a small piece of poop on my hands?

+ travelling, missing ladder, rain/storm, meet ~Dreamer~ + her friend in town to lead to house, do "joke" RCs (indicates dream! dangit!), sivason's at house, house crowded with groups, weather change, woman complains that a bee got into her stuff

I'm traveling somewhere, I think my vehicle's gas gauge is a bit low bit I should still make it, I'm in some indoor large utility cabinet and I need to get to the higher level to exit and continue my journey, but how will I get to the higher level? I'm looking for a ladder that must be there but I don't see it. I'm concerned about traveling because the weather is really dark, rainy, and stormy.

I'm going to the big giant meeting house, and I'm meeting ~Dreamer~ there! I go to town first because I know she doesn't know the way so I'll have to lead her. I go up to a couple I know to be Dreamer and her male friend, I know it's them because they're asking directions to the house (and they look/sound Austrailian?). I smile as I approach them and put my hands out in front of me "to do a RC" (my hands are slightly deformed but I ignore it!) to introduce myself as a lucid dreaming friend. I also do a nose pinch (and I can breathe!) but I keep re-pinching my nose and readjusting my hand because since I can breathe I must have done it improperly and not closed it completely. I continue to be able to breath but I finally explain "Oh, that's so unreliable anyway." I shake hands with her male friend and see either his or my hand: the hand is a large deformed gnarled lumpy thing with small stumpy fingers jutting out. I ignore this too.

I'm leading them to my house, Dreamer is blonde and in a red top, I'm happy we've met, I think she's pretty

I tell them "sivason's already at the house," I think about him: I think he's a thin man with a grizzled/unshaved look with white hair.

We arrive at the house and I want to get Dreamer and friend put in their rooms right away because there are so many people here. Many different groups are seated/milling around inside. I hope there are still rooms available. One woman in a long line of people is complaining that someone went through her stuff, she says "I think it was a bee!" I see a cabinet with her things pulled out from the wall.

+ team laser tag at park, Christmas day, my wife&kids stay with me, I need to go to hardware store to get table, just need circular saws, awesome unfolding dining table

I'm at the middle level of the park, night-time, hiding in a concrete pipe tunnel piece (from the top level), I see a group from the other team walking out in the open, I fire at them with my laser waving it back and forth across them. My son S2 and his girlfriend are there. I need to go get a table from the hardware store, it's Christmas day, I'm there with my wife and sons. I will get tools (cylindrical saws that rotate on their axis and have a full-circle cutting surface) to make just what I want. Some people are unfolding an awesome expandable rectangular dining table that just keeps getting bigger and bigger with every unfold movement, they say "you need a table like this."

WBTB, later:

07:30-08:00 BTS

11:30

+ at restaurant with friends we left w/out paying, my coat is still there, how to get it?

There was some commotion or delay or we were unhappy with the meal so we just left. Later I realized we'd left without paying. I left my coat there, will I be able to go back for it?

+(f) something about groups of kids

Yesterday:

1. A horror story type dream with a group of people. Some of them have to be sacrificed. When ‘I’ realize that one of them is going to be next, I say ‘I’m sorry’ to her. She bleeds down her body and the blood goes to someone else. There was a skeleton? And a man in poor condition ends up being healed. Then he goes in a room with someone?

2. Something about a group of people, one of them named Caerwyn

DST and waking up an hour early messed me up.

Today:

Anime-style dream with anthropomorphism. The style was kind of moe.

Two girls are on an ‘island’, but it’s like a desert area. They’re talking about how people throw the wrong kind of chocolate out for the girl on the right because they don’t realize she can only eat the softer kind that has ‘LOVE’ written on the colorful little wrappings.

A third girl lands/appears and walks close enough to hear them. She hears mention of the word ‘penguin’ and thinks they’re talking about her. She seems like a tsundere type in the way she acts. She angrily dives into the conversation asking why they’re talking about her, until she realizes (is told?) that the girl on the right is a penguin too.

Inspirations: Been reading a webtoon about anthropomorphic animals. It doesn’t have any penguins in it though!

After having to kill an animal and making sure to make it as painless as possible - essentially reaching into its mind and turning it off - I've wound up in an argument, arguing against the raising and slaughtering of pigs for meat. (Dream me and waking me have very different opinions on this.) I find it incomprehensible, especially contrasted to the concept of pets - including pigs kept as pets. I talk about the distribution of souls, how bizarre it seems that this one will be raised to be pampered and the next one raised to be meat, with no obvious difference between them except how they're treated.

I'm speaking with a woman from some religious order, talking about an orphan boy; with me is a man I'm close with who runs a clinic, which is where I met the boy. I've asked her to guide the kid to some local official or guard or something along those lines, to get him placed in a (word that means both orphanage and workhouse - I'm thinking of it as a place where he'll be cared for, the best place for him). She's telling me she can hardly be expected to keep an eye on some street kid who wants to run, especially when there's so many orphaned refugee kids coming into the city - many of whom would jump on this chance that he's trying to get away from. If he wants to disappear among them, he will. Even if she and the official keep him in line until he gets to the orphanage/workhouse, he doesn't want to be there; he'll just run off and disappear again. The observer side of me thinks she's right, I can't force the kid to stick around someplace he doesn't want to be just because I think I know what's best for him, this is pointless; but the character side of me is thinking, so much for the supposed compassion and charity of her order.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm watching a man sleep and trying to work out a way around a problem, thinking of ballads like Thomas the Rhymer and Tam Lin, thinking of warnings about people who stumble into something they shouldn't and wind up obsessed. I'm trying to avoid that in this case. This is a man who's abandoned some responsibility - nothing to do with me, this was before I met him, but I need him to take that responsibility up again. I'm trying to think up a dream I can give him to push him in that direction, but I'm concerned that if I interfere too directly, I'll just end up leading him further away from the path I want him to take.

My sculpture professor wanted to teach us how to play music. Supposedly this had something to do with making us better sculptors because you had diversity in what kind of art you worked on.

He had this assistant man with short hair and a black jacket, and he led us to this building on campus. When we went inside, I couldn't help but think that I was in my old high school.

When we got in we saw there were a whole bunch of telephones. Apparentley this was how we were going to make music, with the various tones of 'beeps' that play when you press the different buttons on the phone.

It then became some kind of video game tournament. This had to do with sculpture too, but also rhythm. Supposedly if you could find the right rhythm and flow of the game, you could beat anybody. And he wanted to prove his point by saying that he would take anyone on in any video game and beat them.

Some girl (it was Manei, and I would have recognized that had I not been nonlucid) volunteered to play him. He then asked the class what game they should play. I put my hand up and told him to play Chrome Hounds.

Manei was in a panic because she didn't know how to play. I asked her if she would give me her seat, and I would play the professor for him. I thought since I was really good, I might have a chance at beating him.

The match loaded in. (Somehow or other we skipped the phase where you assemble your Mech) My mech was this large light gray tank vehicle with rocket pods on the sides. The map we were on was small. I only had one base in the far bottom left corner of the map. There was a river that ran past my base, cutting the map in half northeast to southwest. The rest of the map was snowy tundra with some small mountains scattered about in no particular pattern.

I started moving, slowly, when I realized that whoever had build my mech had forgotten to set the weapon systems. Even though I had a large number of rocket pods, I could only fire four of them.

I started advancing, and got a little more than halfway across the map when I heard the 'base capture warning' (Two inaccuracies to the game here. One, there was no base capture warning, and Two, You didn't capture the base in this game, you destroyed it.)

I turned around and headed back, when I realized that I had a clear shot from where I was. I shot, and my rocket pods bombarded the area around my base. I saw his mech. it looked like a covered army truck, and was green and brown. When he started taking hits from me he panicked and drove toward me. This only made it easier for me to score a few more direct hits on him.

He didn't seem to have any weapons either. He might have had some small machine guns or something, but he didn't seem to do any damage to me. He tried to flee back to his base, but found himself getting killed before he could do so.

The professor got very upset that his demonstration of how having a good musical rhythm could make you better at anything, even games you had never played before. The dream scene changed to the lake behind my house. I became semi lucid.

What followed was probably the single most random thing I think my dream guide has ever done:

"You have proven that you are worthy. You may touch my bicep." (She flexes)



I... I got nothing... That is the most random thing that I think you could have done in the situation. (I mean granted, I don't believe in gender roles, and if a girl wants to show off her muscles, that's totally fine with me. It was more of the way that she said it, trying to sound sophisticated that made this so funny and random. I think she was really just being silly again.)

I wasn't fully lucid. I saw that my neighborhood was full of snow, but it was all melting. There seemed to be all of these unusual objects buried in the snow that were only revealing now.

"Is that a car? Did somebody seriously lose an entire car underneath the snow?" (Gesturing to a crushed white car half-buried in the snow.)

For some reason, I was talking with a very strong east Asian accent.

I then found these objects wrapped in brown paper. [False Memory] They were crystals that I was trying to recolor to be green so that they could aide in healing my heart chackra [/False Memory] I wondered if my coloring agent had worked. When I started to unwrap the crystals I saw the color peel off with the paper. It hadn't worked and my crystals were still white/clear like I had 'remembered' them.

For some reason, Manei had been replaced with this girl with dirty blonde hair and freckles. She asked me somethings bout the crystals.

...

I was still in the same general location. I was looking in a puddle of melted water and saw that there were small mushrooms in it that turned into glowing purple jellyfish here. They swam around in the puddle and eventually started swimming around in the air around me.

I remember thinking that this was really weird and cool, and that I would like to see if I could do something with it the next time I was dreaming, I might be able to experience something like this. The Jellyfish carried on for a minute.

I think Manei showed up again before the end of the dream.

Im not sure if this place was pulled from memory or created. I was in what looked like it may have been a gymnasium, or some sort of recreational room. only half the floor was there and it was the waxed wooden flooring you see in thos kind of rooms. there was a wall in the center dividing it into two rooms with a small doorway in the wall connecting the two rooms. in one room two people were talking, including someone who was doing a project with orange paint. me and two others were in the opposite room taling about layout or something. anyway, one guy in the room i was in wanted to show us his idea for flooring so he walked over to the wall and flipped a switch. the part of the floor that was not built, had a sheet of orange paint canvas/plastic start sliding out to cover the open floor space. the other DC that was in he room exclaimed that it was the painter in the other room who owned that paint/paintings. The painter heard and was going to come over but the dream changed course a bit. the lighting changed to a dull yellowish light, like from an old light bulb, and all of us decided to paint the floor orange, and put some purple stripes. (orange and purple, i observed these colors while studying olivine under a microscope in cross polarized light earlier that day, outside of the dream). i wanted to paint orange, and walked over to the wall of the room where paint was kept. they were not in paint cans though, they were in big weird chapped buckets. i grabbed a brush from the purple paint and washed it off to get orange but my roommate's alarm woke me from the dream.

In another fragment i was hearing how i had to get an "okay" from our house manager before i could keep the towels i hung around my bed to block out light from the bright exit sign. (I set this up for the first time right before i went to sleep and had a dream about it already being there).

It was midnight. The sky was moonless and starless. I went out of my home, and entered a trailer that was parked near it. I lied whole night in the trailer. When it was a morning, I saw some shapes moving in the darkness. I decided to stand up, and scare off anyone who would try to enter my possession. Suddenly my voice and appearance changed. I turned into some kind of ghost. I saw that these shapes were just kids. I moaned and attacked them though, and they turned into kittens. My form changed back, and I realised that I'm not that kind of person. I realisd that I was different than I thought before. I stroked the cats head with my hand. Suddenly the sunrise came, and I could see everything clearly. I saw that there was also another trailer. It was filled to the brim with pine wood. I tried to push the trailer to a place where it should stand. Even though I couldn't place it in the right place, I felt somewhat happy.

On a starry night, there was a large party near a bridge where tuxedos and dresses were a thing. I was in there enjoying with a group of people when I hear an argument where this Asian guy was down talking this beautiful girl on how ugly she looked and he thought she was thinking to high of herself. So I went over there to help this girl out.

I went to the guy and said that the girl was beautiful and he must be blind or something. The guy was upset and tried convincing me she wasn't and I said, nope she looks great, in fact, I'll date her to take her off your hands if need be. (Que in clapping and shouting lol) I looked at her face and she looked down red and embarrased but smiling.

After that whole thing, I was talking to her and we were having fun even though I cannot really remember the conversations but it did end with me saying I liked her and she smiled and said that when we wake up I will tell you my answer. (missed chanced of lucidity lol) and the guy yet again started another conflict in another group. I hear an announcement of a swimming race and ran to push the guy into the water and which I did. Me, the girl, and everyone else was in the water swimming around the bridge just gladly having fun and the dream fades

After many short dreams later, I had my 4th lucid dream (yaaay ) and it was pretty cool. it was about someone called the million dollar man who was invisible who steals and causes a lot of mischief and he had a million dollar bounty. He was in my house throwing stuff and the minute I walk into the kitchen and plug my nose...I could breathe, the game was on. I spawned in sonic from my last short dream to help me (Sonic Boom) to which he gladly did. he was throwing furniture and sharp objects everywhere and I was catching and tossing back while sonic got close and tackled him and the million dollar man suddenly vanished.

Me and Sonic tried to find him and the dream began to get fuzzy, I try to stabilize it to last as long as possible but of course the dream the fades out eventually.

Morning of March 10, 2015. Tuesday.



There was not much to this dream. I am apparently aboard a small submarine in a fleet of about six. There is another fleet of an equal number of enemy submarines, which are several times bigger than ours. I am also watching the scene from above at times and as if on a large monitor. At the same time there is also a vague awareness of bilocation in the Cubitis living room (but as an additional implied underwater location yet somewhat ambiguous, likely with the submarines scaled down to model size) with the enemy subs heading south and ours heading north. It is interesting how bilocation factors still commonly use my childhood home where I have not been in real life since 1978.

Two submarines at a time, small and large, face each other (they are about two larger submarines apart in distance) and fire torpedoes. On the monitor, the torpedoes appear as white stars. Each moves toward the other at the same speed and each submarine is destroyed at the same time. Even though this does not seem to make much sense in afterthought, it seems like the perfect strategy. The scene repeats with all of the submarines except for the one I am supposedly on. (Only briefly do I question why none of the submarines attempted to move from the paths of the torpedoes, although there is the idea that the smaller ones only fired a torpedo because the larger ones did, to make sure the enemy was destroyed, but it also seems like each had time to move out of the way.)

Snowboarding down a huge mountain, I find a lot of snowboarder / skier traffic, and can't go where I want to very easily. I bomb it down a hill, and turn to my right to go over a small hill to another part of the mountain, but while avoiding the other people, I lose too much speed. I have to dance side to side and walk the board up the rest of the way. Then it's fairly clear, not many people, and I hit a few jumps sticking out of the deep powder. I slow down in one turn, and find out that the powder is up to my neck! I lean into the mountain, and pick up some more speed to stay on top of the powder, and make some easy turns the rest of the run down the mountain. It's so peaceful and beautiful here.