non-lucid

-I played with a new puppy and my older sister told me to give him sufficient white iron supplement with his food.The iron looked messy like powder and pills all clumped together so i didn't think it was a good idea to give him it.

-The place around me was covered with snow and I was in front of a building. There was a news reporter guy and a man who was familiar with the building. The man familiar with the place opened the gate to the back of the building and as soon as i started walking inside he told me to come back.When i came back i saw a deflated huge black and blue super hero like hand. The news reporter asked what he was going to do with it. The other guy said he was going to pump air into the hand that he created. As soon as he did it got bigger and bigger until he stopped.

(I become lucid in the 10th paragraph, not counting this one. I guess I should start doing that color-coding thing.)

It's the 1960's and I'm part of the civil right's movement. There's a rivalry between me and woman who's got the stereotypical tan safari clothes on, and keeps trying to kill me, treating me as if I'm a rare animal to become a trophy. I keep encountering her, fighting her, and narrowly getting away, until one night, it's me and a whole bunch of other people in the civil rights movement (I think it might have been some kind of gathering or meeting) in a room, and the safari lady comes in and shuts the door, trapping us and herself. There's so many of us that we overpower her quickly, and we gravely consider killing her, because that's the only way we think she'll stop trying to kill us (I didn't even remember the police existed at this point - though I honestly don't know how much the police would have done for civil rights activists in the 60's). While we're holding her down, she smiles/grimaces at us, saying that we've won, and we should kill her, because otherwise, she won't stop until we're all dead. Three of us are holding her down and another one hits her hard on the temple, killing her. I'm basically weeping at this point. There is a long moment of solemnity and sadness felt by everyone in the room at this point.

However, everyone slowly brightens, and decides to celebrate instead, because apparently this was a huge step in gaining equal rights. There's partying, and down the hall they're making hamburgers with a bunch of different crazy ingredients. Since I know food often makes me feel better, I go down there and check it out. There's one person standing at the only hamburger-making space available, making hamburgers for the two or three other people in the room. They request hamburgers with nutella, peanut butter, this stuff that is like strawberry-flavored nutella, and more. I pick out a reese's peanut butter cup brand peanut butter (which is sweeter than regular peanut butter) and some chocolate spread of the same brand. However, I can't really get the chef's attention, and I feel ignored and unwanted (feelings I struggle with in real life.) I trudge back to the party room and sit behind the couch. I sit there because I want to kind of "hide" behind the couch, you know? That's where I want to be while I sulk and feel bad about myself. However, I find that the floor is too uncomfortable. I get up and lie down at the edge of the couch with one leg up over the corner of the back of the couch. I'm not really upside-down, but I am in an awkward position. I fall asleep.

In my dream-within-a-dream, I'm hanging out with Finn and Jake from Adventure Time. I don't really remember much, except that I can stretch (but not expand) like Jake, and whenever I consume certain items, I get bigger. My plan is to eat a whole bunch of these items, getting really big, and then squashing myself back to normal size. This way, I can "expand" like Jake whenever I want to (being limited by how big I can get myself from eating things). I'm having trouble finding anything I can actually eat. Finn comes over to say something to me, but right at that moment, I'm looking at a menu that projects from my forehead (like Pearl in Stephen Universe) and I see a button that says "descend from above" or something like that. I say, "hmm, what's this do?" and I press it before Finn can say anything. Objects start falling fast from the sky in blue streaks. I say, "oh, well, that makes sense." But they're hitting and hurting people (nothing serious), so I feel bad about it. I go to collect one, and it turns out that I can consume these (I don't say "eat" 'cause it wasn't really the same thing)! I pick up as many as I can, but it isn't much, and very soon the shower ends and the remaining grounded objects disappear. I have one more use left on the button, so I use it again.

But this time, to collect them all and protect the people who got hurt by them last time, I stretch myself thin over the whole area, catching every single falling-star-thing. I'm satisfied. Finn comes next to me, and we're standing on a hill, alone, watching as the rest of my body catches the falling stars. Finn says, gently, "Hey man.. are you ok?"

And I say just as gently, "Yeah.... Yeah, right now, I think I am."

Then I wake up from my dream-within-a-dream back into my regular dream. It's light (when I fell asleep it was dark). I sit up. There are still a few stragglers left from the party, talking, eating their last bits of hamburger, and getting ready to leave. I get up and realize that the party was in my living room (though different from my real one save for the window and two couches). When it was dark, I didn't realize just where we were. I walk down a road downhill and I see this crazy-looking roller coaster. A guy who presumably works for whoever owns it enthusiastically comes over to me, tells me how amazing the ride is, then "shows me a video" of it in action. When he "shows me a video", what really happens is that my view is suddenly placed in an empty seat of the ride. As he describes the ride to be in false enthusiasm (the kind you hear in commercials, y'know?) I at first am only watching the view while standing where I was, but eventually, it feels like my body is actually on the ride. It kind of goes like this until I AM on the ride.

I like roller coasters, but I don't like this one. It went so fast and hard that the weird corkscrews hurt my back, and we went upside down in violent ways that lasted too long that hurt my neck. I tried multiple methods of sitting in that seat, but no matter what, the coaster kept hurting me. Finally, it ended and we all got out. I noticed while on the ride that I seemed to be the only girl on the whole coaster. As we got out, guys were coming up to me and asking who I was, where I had come from, etc. Non-maliciously. They were just curious, since they had all come together and suddenly there was this stranger on the ride. I felt my usual stress and vulnerability as I was crowded by a bunch of older (early 20's) men, and I made my excuses and left. However, one of the guys followed me, because he wanted to talk to me some more. We go into a room and he says something (I don't remember what), and I respond in a male voice. I try to act normal, but inwardly, I'm so happy and relieved. I didn't really know I was in a dream, per se, but I knew enough that what was happening wasn't real in some way. I happily took on my role as a male, stress and fear melting away. It felt very nice to talk to a guy without worrying about the usual stuff.

So I don't remember how it transitions, but I have this sentient object whose name I think was Sally. Sally can transform into different objects, but she rarely listens to me. I have her with me as I go to the entrance of this really fancy mansion with a closed gate. There is a tiny pond in front, outlined in rocks and surrounded then by a fancy driveway/walkway paved in shiny, smooth, white stone, the irregular shapes fitting together so you could hardly feel the cracks with your fingers. A butler passes by on the other side of the lake, leaving the mansion - I assume after a day's work. He glances into the pond and says, "oh, a turtle," and keeps walking. I, however, look into the pond, and say excitedly, "oh! A turtle!" It's a large (too large for a real one of its species, truthfully) musk turtle, and it's sitting just under the water on the rocks, so I lean over and grab it without getting very wet at all. I set it down on the pavement and look at it, and the butler guy briefly comes over and looks at it to, interested.

There are some shenanigans with Sally that I don't really remember. She's a serious "person" and doesn't let me use her for much riffraff. At some point, me and I think the guy I met earlier, are at the door of my grandparent's house. We're there to visit my parents and grandparents because it's apparently "the holidays". It's not anything like their real door or house. However, the door has lights on it that spell out something about cutting hair or a barber shop, so I rationalize the differences by figuring that they just took the door from my grandpa's old barbershop and used it as their own. (This doesn't explain the house's differences, though my grandpa really did own a barbershop not long ago). For some reason that I don't remember, I voluntarily have Sally turn into a chain and choke me. I walk away from the door and explain to my friend that I'll be right back, but I obviously don't want my parents to see me while Sally is choking me. When she stops (I don't remember where she goes, but she's with me somehow), I go back to the door and we knock. We're quickly greeted by my grandparents, and we come in.

The inside is very reminiscent of my other grandparents' home, but smaller. In real life, my other grandparents no longer own that home, but I don't find anything odd about it then. It's very nice and warm and all-around feel-good. I greet my grandparents, and I see my mom sitting on the couch with the dog/cat carrier we have next to her on the couch. I see our old dog running around excitedly on the ground. I greet and hug my mom, and I think about how sad it is to see the dog. I always end up seeing her alive in my dreams, and on special occasions like holidays we'll revive her, but she died a while ago, so it's very sad. I think that that doesn't sound right. I think, how do we revive her on special occasions? Wouldn't the body be quite broken down by now? Then I realize that we don't ever revive her on special occasions. She's really dead for good, and this is therefore a dream. I do a reality check (hold my nose and breathe in) just to make sure, and I'm correct. I stand up and face the wall, about to leave. My parents say something about how I shouldn't go yet because I just got there, and I say something like, "Sorry, no, this is a lucid dream, bye~!". I do a reality check as I'm leaping away through the wall, just to make sure it's a dream and I'm not really ditching my parents.

It should be noted that when I was visiting them, it was as if I was in my early 20's and living alone, so I really was just "visiting". In reality, I'm in my teens, and I'm still living with them.

I leap through this grey-white void with light snowfall around me, and I find myself on a city street, empty except for one dog. I don't remember exactly what happens, but the dog is sentient and if I recall correctly, it (he) recognizes me as another dog, and tells me to "come on". Obliging, I get on all fours and run after him. I'm pleased with my ability to do this since it's so hard in my dreams to shape my body into one that can actually run like a dog. I'm not quite perfect at it. My legs are still a little too long and I have to run on the tips of my fingers, and I can't go very fast. My dog friend (who seemed maybe like some kind of husky, iirc) told me to hurry up, and I told him that my legs were too long. Understanding, he and I go up to a building that specializes in plastic surgery for dogs. We go in and I explain that I need my legs shortened, my arms elongated, my fingers shortened, and the "pads" on both my hands and feet to be more pronounced, all so I could run better/feel more like an actual dog. The two workers there (who were also dogs - I don't remember one of the breeds, but one was a female poodle. The one I was talking to was a male - maybe a bulldog? He was kind of stuffy) talked to me about what I needed done, and my friend went ahead and requested some improvements too, but I don't remember what. He asked us our breeds, and my friend said "husky". I had kinda thought before that I felt sort of like a great dane (though I wasn't that big, iirc). So I was going to say that, then I remembered the heart problems great danes have in real life, so I didn't feel comfortable saying that. I thought huskies were cool since they were "closer to wolves", so I said, "half great dane.... half husky." The dog I was talking to seemed to accept that begrudgingly, with a sort of "sure, okay, whatever," air.

(At some point as we're in there, another dog flies in w/ a helicopter type of contraption attatched to her back (like dogcopter from Steven Universe) and frantically says something about how she (or maybe it was one of her pups) NEEDS an operation NOW. I'm disappointed because I assume that'll take precedent instead of my own problems, but somehow I am still able to be immediately tended to. I think 1-3 of her pups might have flown in with her? I don't really remember much. The poodle that was working there was white-furred, and I think this was a black-furred poodle.)

We go to downstairs to his desk, which is lit only by a single naked bulb swinging from the middle of the ceiling, and a small desk lamp. The basement is mostly storage, with a small area near the stairs cleared away of boxes to make room for the desk. He sits down and slides over something that's sort of like the ink pads you press stamps into (or now that I think about it, more like those pads you press your keys into to make a copy). It was dark-colored and just wide enough for what he asked us to do. He told us to give him the prints of all four of our paws. My friend did it first, but then it busted our enemy! I think it might have been the safari lady again. My friend fought her as I quickly made the prints for my paws. There was another print that my friend had made that I don't remember him asking for, and I tried a few times to replicate it, but I had a hard time (I think I got it the last time though, thankfully, since I didn't have any more room left the make prints). I then turned to fight her. We were both struggling, but then, the plastic surgeon dogs made their move! They somehow did it remotely. As I was fighting, I felt the skin of my legs pinch together as if they were invisibly marking where they were going to operate, and the same sort of thing happened with my other body parts that needed modified.

Then, I felt my legs snap-crunch shorter, and my arms elongated in an abrupt fashion. I was getting better at maneuvering and fighting the lady, then. My fingers shortened, my pads got more pronounced. Whatever my friend asked for happened to him to. After that, we went from struggling to dominating, and we kept fighting, pressing our enemy back. It felt very cool. I think when my modifications were complete, I thought triumphantly and half-jokingly, "now.. I am a DOG!"

Unfortunately, I didn't get to experience much more fun as a dog, because I woke up. However, right before I did, (and I knew I was waking up soon), I remembered about the task of the month. I very quickly grabbed a green rubber toy crocodile from one of the storage boxes and set it down on the ground. I assumed it was sentient, so it was. While it was looking away, I scratched it across the side of its snout, and then as it looked back, I pointed to my friend and said, "He did it!" He looked at me incredulously and said, "What??" I knew it wasn't much, but it would have to do. Then I woke up.

I felt kind of "fuzzy", and I squinted into the warm, sunshine-colored room, not wanting to get up.

...And then I woke up for real, because apparently the first time was a false awakening.

PS: Bulldogs aren't healthy breeds either, iirc. It's kind of odd to say that here but I feel like I should. At least english bulldogs aren't. I don't know much about the other kinds.

Date: 2/18/2015
Method: MILD & WBTB (along with ADA & RC/RRC)
Total sleep time: only 4hours, work schedule is chaotic at this time.

Dream
I colleague of mines sick in RL, she was in my dream from last night and she had just returned back to work. In RL she wears her hair short and platinum blonde but in the dream, her short hair was a jet black. She also is an older woman and in my dream she was very young...almost like a young teen-age girl.

Fragment
Something about my MAC Cosmetic powder puff being ripped to shreds.

Fragment
I dreamt that I was entering my classroom getting ready to lecture my students. I had my it into the class room right on the nose. In RL I am very strict on my students coming into my class late so they are heavily penalized for being late. In the dream as I was coming in the door and the students were all seated in their seats and one of them looked at the clock behind her on the wall and said, "Your late." I told her I was not late and that I was right on time. Class starts at 2:05pm and it was 2:05pm. In real life I tell my students if they are on time then that means they are late.

The strange thing about this fragment I had last night is that it actually happened today! Freaked the hell out of me. I went into my classroom at 2:05pm because I was trying to print something before class had started and I was having trouble with the printer. Upon entering the class (just like in the dream) a female student said, "Your late." I told her, "I am not late, I am right on time because class starts at 2:05pm and it is 2:05pm." I stopped dead in my tracks and thought to myself, "Is this a dream?" Of course I did a quick 'mental' reality check of levitation as I got ready to call the class roster....Damn! It wasn't a dream, but how cool is this!

NON LUCID
*I am in a huge building in the middle of a storm. I am aware that the building won't fall but it would if these special people weren't inside of the building. I forgot who these were when I woke up.

*Somebody talked to me about a CD called GURU BUDDHA. I was of getting to primordial state through hypnosis.

I was being attacked in my brother's house by someone and I blew it up, while my brother was near. (I don't remember the
details of the explosion,
don't know how it exploded, but previously in the dream there had been many others)...somehow surviving in the middle of it.
I hopped a bunch of fences until I got to the main road, which led up to my school. A bunch of kids yelling something about emoticons were walking up it, and I lowered my pace here. I eventually got to the school, and got nervous in the dream
as I missed my bus and the school was trashed.

I woke up guilty before I realised it was a dream.


And if you want to know how many explosions there were before the brother's house part, I cannot remember, but imagine it being like a Micheal Bay film xD

huurgghhh

Dream 1 - Shootout
Dreamed I was back at the 1319 house in DC just sitting in the backseat of someone's car, and then these two plainclothes cops hopped in. I thought they were just a couple of gang members 'cause I'm a racist, and then it turned out they were part of this massive police vs An Actual Gang shootout that I was now unwittingly a part of.

So they pulled out, got to the end of the street, and u-turned back around, and now suddenly I had a gun and was tasked with trying to shoot the various people who were now shooting at us. I was like okay, these guys totally deserve this, and fired a few times... and every time there was just no effect at all. I fired my last shot at some guy in front of us, yelled something like "I'm out of bullets!" and hurled the (sort of heavy) gun through the shattered windshield at the guy. Which didn't seem to have any effect either.

So then the gang leader guy had become king of the street, and the two cops and I were chilling in the garden of the house next to mine, surrounded by armed gang members. The younger one seemed like he could use some cheering up, given our situation, so I picked up a heavy something-or-other to use as a club, and set my sights on a particularly stupid-looking gang member who happened to be bald. And then I just kept whacking him over the head. He would make vague attempts to come at me, and get whacked over the head again for his troubles. By this point, everyone was just watching this little white girl hit one of their guys over the head like, a dozen times.

On my part, the club I was wielding wasn't coming down with enough force for my tastes. I really wanted to just crack him over the head, but my attempts felt kind of flimsy. Still, I gave it my best shot, and I think he eventually crumpled. There was no blood or anything so distasteful. I turned to see if the younger cop had seen any of this, and caught him just waking up from a small nap. I was like, "You were asleep??"

Then we started engaging in various small acts of sabotage. I can't remember the details at this point, but it was something like, Mr. Gang Leader tried to come on to me, and I somehow said something that embarrassed him in front of his men. And then he was in a newspaper article, and I was casually grinding the article's photo of him under my foot. I think we were planning something else when I woke up. I mean, I hope we were planning something that wasn't just "You see this newspaper? I'm steppin' on your face ooooohh."

Dream 2 - Back at the Dorm
Then I dreamed I was back at my college dorm (which I recently beat a hasty retreat from for the sake of my mental health—or in other words, I'm taking a semester off), and my mom and roommate were there. It was kinda nice seeing my roommate again. She's such a sweetie. I'm not sure what, if anything, happened though.

Dream 3 - Rope Course Retreat
Finally I dreamed I was on my way to a Rope Course Retreat, which I guess had been set up by the college. It was reminiscent of youth group, as that's always been my experience with retreats, but it felt like I was with a bunch of other college students.

When we arrived, we saw that each member of a group all had to wear the same costume in order to keep track of who was with which group. We walked past a bunch of guys in not-too-shabby ninja costumes, which was especially impressive given that the costumes were all made out of plastic bag-esque material.

Next I found myself in a dark room where the plastic bag dinosaur costumes my group had to wear were being distributed. It was like, a slippery plastic basketball jersey, and then an inflatable plastic dinosaur head. I was on a couch kind of curled up against the armrest, and the guy passing them out came up to me and was like, yo, you got what I asked you for? I caught on like oh, he's teasing me like I have to buy the costume off him. So I was like nooo, I'm sorry, but can I have one of the costumes anyway? And he was like ok. And then he just didn't give me one. I was thinking yo, don't I kind of need one? What's with this guy grmble grmble and then I almost fell asleep on the couch. I think I ended up with a jersey but no dinosaur head.

So then I got separated from my group a bit. I think they'd moved on to Stage II: Dancing in a Dark Room, and I found myself just wandering around the building. It was pretty dang spacious and also rather beautifully made, all bright lights and clean stairways and huge windows. OK, I'm not describing it right. It was well-made, was the impression I got. And very clean.

So I had a great time wandering around, and I gradually stopped feeling like I was supposed to reunite with my group. Or at least, I mostly got used to it, but then I caught myself thinking that I should check outside to see if they'd started on the rope course. So I looked for an exit, but the first two or three doors I came across were emergency exits, and by the time I found a perfectly harmless-looking glass door that led directly to the rope course, I was too suspicious that it would somehow turn out to be an emergency exit to try it.

I came across other groups, including a group of middle schoolers. I think one of 'em threatened me with a foam weapon he had. I also spotted my brother in another group, but I didn't say hi to him. He was facing away from me, and when he turned to walk past me he somehow didn't see me. I was like yeah, that happens. I'll see him around later. And that's actually a kind of weird approach for me to take in a dream, because I used to be like "A CHANCE TO SEE BEN?? I'LL TAKE IT." and now I'm a lot more chill. I wonder what exactly is changing about me?

ANYWAY
Then I had a couple run-ins with the wildlife. I went outside and first I ran into this vampire moth (which is a real thing btw), and I was super torn between letting it drink my sweat and being paranoid that it was gonna bite me like a mosquito. I finally just took my gardening gloves off (that were very sweaty that I was inexplicably wearing) and hoped it would go for 'em, and not my flesh. It did, and there was a VERY STRANGE segment where it got a blue thread from the gloves (which weren't even blue) and fricking ate it ... by engulfing it with its body like a white blood cell. I swear I fricking lost my dang marbles watching this unassuming moth suddenly mutate into pink, churning flesh, rise up like a wave, and absorb that blue thread into its being. I fricking lost it.

Or at least, for the duration of this strange display. Once it got back to being a normal (?) moth, I resumed my previous approach of "this thing scares me, please do not bite me and suck my blood, small moth."

Then I got attacked by a fricking passing black panther. It was just strolling by and I was like oh frick, don't attack me. So it did. I was like ohhh frick, getting swatted by its huge black paw while it snarled at me, but it had no effect. I got swatted a few times, but each time it was like I was getting hit by a small house cat.

Anyway then I think I woke up. Not sure though.

-All i can remember is that I was in school and in the Republic of Georgia
-Thinking that i didn't want to go through 10th grade in Georgia (as i did go through 7th there in real life)
-I think it turned out that it was not really Georgia and i remember feeling very relieved

Pretty sour clarity and recall, but I almost became fully lucid in this one. I went to bed late last night, so I am on no grounds to beat myself up.

There was a whole another non-lucid dream before all of this, but I have no clue what happened in it.


I feel like this dream was longer than this. Elements of the dream kept repeating. It I was making my way up and down a beach. There was a city on the coastline that for some reason had to make a safety buffer between it and the water so no houses were allowed within 100 feet of the water. Because of this, there was an area of woodland between the city and the coastline.

There was all of this garbage on one small section of the beach, as well as a bunch of plastic kayaks. There was also this big plastic bin that I felt was moving on its own.

It was also overcast.

There was a carnival going on on this peir, but it was a really small pier and all of the rides and tents and were humorously scrunched on and some of them looked like they were going to fall off.

...

At one point or another I was trying to find a parking spot in a very large parking lot. There were piles of dirty snow everywhere stopping me from parking. There was also a policeman yelling at me.

My mom was there for at least part of the dream, but she disappeared after awhile.

...

I feel like I had a long and deep discussion with a dream character at one point.

...

The dream ended we me finding Manei hiding in a bush. She came out and was totally naked, and she said that she wanted me to draw her in a still life, apparently, it was a part of her life drawing class, she had to do a self-portrait. (Isn't this sort of cheating...?)

She also said something about wanting to go to the carnival when we were done.

I realized I had some pencils and a pad of paper on me. We moved to the beach and she sat down on one of the big rocks in the breakwater. I put in the first couple lines when lucidity hit me like a sack of bricks. I lost the dream and woke up.

After I woke up, I thought about trying to WILD once more, but my mind was too distracted. I drifted in and out for a few minutes, having some distracted dreamlets of forgotten content.

Spoiler for Interpretations (Not Much):

Not really much to work with, given the sludgy recall. I do have two of my dream signs. (Beaches and Manei) though it wasn't a tropical beach like I am accustomed to. I would be able to pull meaning from it if I could recall what happened better.

I was left in school after the lessons, and had to clean the whole classroom. I also had to make a list of persons driving on a school trip to Warsaw. The next day our teacher asked me about the list, and I said that I presumed that all the persons I wrote down would be going. Next I was walking up the stairs of a castle, and waited on a square for rest of the group. I told them that it would be our meeting spot. Tacher told me then to go on, as I was their guide.

*There was also another dream, which I can't recall now. I'll write it here when I'll recall it.

NA

-False awakening
-Thought it was still early and i would go back to bed to lucid dream
-started dreaming (in my dream)
-At a store
-told cashier something that ended with "but I'm dreaming"
-realized i was dreaming (I don't think I actually did, but my dream self did)
-Became fuzzy and i wake up (not in real life)
-told all my family members of my lucid dream
-wake up for real

I'm standing in a cave with a group of people, discussing a man who came through here just ahead of us, someone we need to seal away - this is something he'd requested but now he's running. Our time is limited. A woman is suggesting that we use a certain box - it fits in the palm of your hand - that her husband had originally designed to seal himself in case of an emergency. She believes that her husband is no longer a threat so the box can be turned to a different purpose, and I can see her joy in that. But I refuse. No matter how safe her husband seems now, we need to save that option for him.

Following the man we need to seal, we come out of the cave into the open. There's a group of people living here who view him as a god; we avoid encountering them directly. Two of us get into a discussion on the nature of worship, talking about projecting the way your own perspective works onto a macro level, with a powerful leader to control things and a drastically overvalued role of consciousness. I make a comparison to a machine that can feel every impact of cogs and gears.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Fragmentary scenes with that woman who led the pilgrimage through the mountains earlier:

I'm sitting at a large round wooden table, eating a snack, while she's saying to me something about "would you bear hope" or would I be "a bearer of hope." I'm a little taken off-guard by this conversation, and I'm annoying her by not giving what she's saying serious consideration.

I'm surrounded by wolves, or something like wolves - they've got faces that seem built for snarling, I think of them as someone's nightmare of wolves. I can feel them as they each brush against me, rubbing closely against my legs. They're mine now apparently. I can't believe that worked, this is wonderful. I look over to that woman, standing a short distance away - I want to see her reaction. She has this sort of "you have got to be kidding me" expression. The wolves had started out attacking us, and she seems more exasperated by this turn of events than anything else.

We're standing on a snow-covered mountain, the ground here at a steep angle, with some threat above us, and I'm saying to her, "-here. I would rather stand and fight being a single person. And you, we'll-"

SO
Ugh how come I've been sleeping for like 9+ hours a night and waking up tired, every time... I think I need something to wake up for.
At any rate, here's the dreams I had. Or dream, I guess.

Dream
So I dreamed I was back at college, this time with only four classes. Looking at my schedule, three of them were on M-W-F, and only one was on Tuesdays and Thursdays... which meant only one lecture would be an hour and fifteen minutes, which I was pretty happy about. Ben was also around somewhere.

I vaguely remember wandering around some old-timey kinda place. Cobblestone paths, brick buildings, stuff like that. I think I was heading towards a building's basement.

Then Dad picked us up, I think... I think he had Jess, too, and we all went to Gram's place. I don't remember too much of this, but there was an odd scene where I was straight-up bonding with her. We were sitting together on the couch and I was showing her this game I was playing, or maybe I was just showing her my cell phone, and we were laughing and chatting. Pretty sure I was uncomfortable with this even in the dream.

Then Ben, Jess, Dad and I were all chilling in some kinda hotel, like we were gonna chill overnight before we left. One room kinda resembled Dad's 1319 back office, with computers set up and everything, and next thing everybody was playing old-timey games. Jess was playing some kinda colorful top-down thing where you had to dodge all these enemies that were just kinda swimming around, while eating gems or something like that. It was pretty cool 'cause the map was big enough that if you went to the edges, it would scroll to accommodate you. Good graphics, too.

Then I was playing some game where you were a little dude at the bottom of the screen trying to eat all this gourmet food that was falling before it went down the drain. It had a bit of a story, too, like you were proving your place in a high-class society by eating all the delicacies that the old blood were petulantly throwing at you. Or something like that. The drain was in the middle of the screen, though, so it wasn't really necessary to dodge around trying to catch everything; if you camped at the drain, it would all come to you. So it became less of a skill game and more of an exercise in feeling bad for your character, because he'd just eaten like a million grapes.

Then we were gonna play some Bugdom, except when I went to bring it up it was called "Bugmel." I didn't just accept this odd fact right away. I was like hang on, why is it called Bugmel? What changed? Sadly, it didn't make me think I was dreaming.

I played some Bugmel, which turned out to be a pretty simple game where you're an old dude on a high-up wooden pathway. You roll a dice and see how many spaces you can tuck-and-roll along this wonky pathway that curves up and down as well as side to side, and then you have the option of using a "Reward," which is a bit of magic. I was like yo. This game? Is perfect.

I don't know why I thought that considering there were no goals or enemies that I could see. The guy made a few moves down the pathway and then almost rolled off because the path just sort of ended there, and I had to make him turn around. And... that was it. That was the game.

Next, it turned out my ex was around as well. He was acting like we were still dating, which was pretty awkward for me. I started realizing I was gonna have to break up with him, which was an unpleasant feeling, but it couldn't be avoided. When he grabbed me into a hug, I found myself looking across the room at my sister like "Urgh. Help."

Finally I got ready to break up with him, which sort of reminded me that I'd already broken up with him once before. So I was like, how hard could it be? We were awkwardly cuddling, and I was leaning against him even though I didn't really want to, and I started thinking of why I was going to break up with him. And I concluded that it was because I wanted to be able to date girls. So I said that.

"Ex's name," I said, "when I'm with you I feel like a straight guy being forced to pretend he's gay." Or something like that. I followed up that I wanted to be able to date girls, so I was breaking up with him.

He was like yo, don't date girls for like a week and think it's true love. Or I mean, he said something stupid like that. That was the general idea.

I bristled, because it really wasn't any of his business and he was treating me like a kid. I was like "yo, how many relationships have I even been in? You think I'm gonna have a bunch of cheap flings? I've only been in like, three or four relationships." Ugh, none of this is word-for-word. I'm tryin', okay.

Then I was playing some other game while accepting that outside, it was actually getting bright, of all things. So I says to Ben, is Dad gonna drive us off in the morning? Are we gonna keep going? And Ben was like nah man. And he pointed outside at all the snow that was out there (no doubt a reference to the real snow we just had). I was like ugh.

Dream 1

I was inside a room with other people looking around when suddenly someone mentions how someone's dream journal was surrounded by lots of beautiful golden roses. I thought about how they managed to grow so much.

Dream 2

I was at my college lunchroom area thinking of what anime to watch on my phone. I couldn't think of one and decided to just go upstairs. I recall walking around for a bit than ending up home. It was in the afternoon and i had to go to work. My mom told my brother to accompany me so we left together. But as soon as we started walking outside the neighborhood felt unfamiliar to me and it started to get dark real fast. "Uh, Oh...I took up too much time walking to work. Now i'm going to get fired....What should i do?"i thought to myself. As i kept walking my brother disappeared.The place started to feel more dream like too. I jumped and floated from a house step to the sidewalk and met a guy who was wearing a light blue long sleeve shirt,white pants i think, and he sort of gave me the impression that he was around my age and was supposed to be delivering the mail.I floated to him and hugged him since i was getting scared. He told me not to worry because we would get to our destination(work?) together.Than the dream began to change.

I was now non lucid inside a school. I walked into a room and there was a lady trying to teach second graders. I recognized a few kids and asked the teacher if she needed me to assist her. She said no and told me that she would be fine on her own so i left. As i was walking around i started thinking about what i could do.I found a staircase that led to a basement like area. The way the setting was seemed distorted. I started to think about how if this was a dream i wonder what the present Manei was going to give Jade was.I could slowly start to see somewhat faded characters appear and perhaps something about apples. There was a DC running around saying he was looking for someone. I don't think he asked me anything but he ran off. Than i started thinking of Manei and how she would appear in my dream if i drew her and stuff like that. "Would she come out better?" I thought. I than left the place and entered a room.

Teachers were starting to eat lunch. I saw egg sandwiches and apples piled up on the table. One of the male teachers at the place i work at took out a wooden thing that looked like it had a pirate's face on it." You must really like pirates." I said to him. He said that he did and put it in a cabinet.Than he said i could lunch with them if i wanted. I said o.k., took a sandwich and sat down. I saw a old friend and we started to chat while eating about the world.

Somehow i end up back inside my house and i notice a dark shadow pass through the room. "Mom did you see that?" i ask. She says no but than it comes back and tries to attack my brother."O.k. That's it!" i say and try to attack it. It begins to laugh like a witch. After fighting for a bit me and my brother run.
I find a familiar looking face and he looks like the guy i ran in the neighborhood at night. He looks like he can't be trusted though and i notice he's friends with the witch like character. "So you think you can just come into my dreams and scare me huh!?" I say than jump him. We start to fight and hes trying to protect himself. But than i end up head locking him." Is this what you call a shared dream!?" i say taunting the dc than bend his arms and hands. He screams than faints and drops on the bed. Everything is vivid and feels realistic. I look at the guy laying on the bed and touch him to see if he'll move. He doesn't move at all. His eyes were open but now their shut. It really does feel like i killed him just now.

I can feel others coming who are his friends. "Maybe i should scare your friends now." I think to myself but when i hear their voices i jump out the small window and fly. I want to escape but the place is huge and covered by a wooden roof and walls all around." How the heck do i get out of here!?" I say to myself. I suddenly hear the laugh of a witch and see a small bird. I try to think of becoming the bird so i can fly higher but i can't. I go into the middle of the room and see a GYNORMOUS old lady. I think of her as a giant witch and try to destroy her."This is my dream and i can do anything i want!!" I say than fly to her.With all my strength,faith,belief, and might i try to throw or push the old lady down. But she does not fall."Fall already!" I shout. The scene than changes and Harper and Alex from Wizards of Waverly Place take my position. "Wait a minute....What am i doing? This isn't me."says Harper as she realizes she was just trying to knock her own grandmother down.Alex sleepily wakes up and says " Your right. This isn't you. You got carried away with being the strongest that you forgot who you really were." I start to think abut how dumb i feel now and look at Alex's neck. She has two red small circle marks on her neck. Than i woke up.

I really lost it in this dream. : P

Dream 3

-I was in a school but the escalators kept becoming flat or changed.
-I was going to take a pink train with my family but it broke apart before we could get on it.
-I looked outside the window to see a girl doing a witch like ritual in the backyard. The house was really different. My father told me that i shouldn't have looked out the window in the first place.

Dream 4

I was searching for Dawn and found him but don't remember anything else.

*Due to troubles with internet connection I haven't updated my DJ. I've noted the dream I had that night with todays post.

Yesterday

Hotel in the school

I was in my old school. The building was changed into the hotel for students. I was following group of my friends. We had to meet in one of the rooms there. On the way I stopped by into the toilet. I was going in circles all around the corridor, stopping only to enter the toilet a few more times. Then I saw my friend leaving cafeteria and going upstairs. I thought that I should eat something and meet with him later. I entered the room, and the cook asked if everybody got its meal. I told them that I haven't so they gave me a meal. Potatoes and meat with some salad. I took fork and knife, and when I was just about to eat, I woke up.

Today

Obstacle course and swimming

I was at the beach with my older sister and my brothers friend. We were having fun the free time. When we got closer to the ocean, we were running towards the pier. My brothers friend was first, I was second and my sister was just behind me. We had to jump over the benches, and we have finally reached the pier. We have immediately jumped into the warm, crystal clear water. Suddenly I realised that I can't swim, but somehow I did it. Then the friend asked if I left my clothes on the land. I looked at myself, and saw that I did left them, but they disappeared. Next we got out of the water, and drove to my eldest sisters home. The place was changed. The rooms were furnished with antique furniture. There were ornaments from rare kinds of wood and from marble. Lights gave the rooms moody feeling. The rooms together formed a cross. I was sitting on the sofa in my underwear still wet from swimming, and was preparing to drive back to my home. I changed my clothes, and went to a shop. I haven't bought anything, and went back to sisters house quickly.

Smashed by car - DILD

I was in a big city. To save some money government changed regular busses into vans with trailers. I was standing on a trailer. The "bus" was slowing down, to pick people from the bus stop. The dream was very vivid. I could see smallest pollution on the road, smallest details in faces of people standing all around, and the blue van in front of me was very detailed. Suddenly I realised that it's a dream. I thought to myself And the last thing I'd want would be falling from the trailer and getting smashed by a car.... Then the van stopped voilently. The trailer I was standing on disengaged from the van, and I've fallen on the road, close to the car. I landed on my knees, and when standing up the car started to move back quickly. I hitted the van with my hand to alarm the driver, but it was vain. I tried to phase through the car, but somehow I couldn't do it. Usually it works, but this time it was different. The van was moving quickly. It hit me and I hit the trailer with my back. Then the car moved a bit forward, and then backwards, smashing me. I woke up.