non-lucid

My dream from Thursday morning has almost no recall at all. I remember there was a notebook with things written in it that I was reading. Apparently I learned some interesting psychological test you could perform on two people, so I had them try it in this notebook. Basically what you did was have them anonymously write notes to each other, and it tested their compatibility or something weird like that. I remember that I tested my roommate James with some guy named Franklin, and I tested a friend from high school named Jerri-Ann with Abby, another friend of mine. I have something written in my notes about a succubus, but I don't remember it at all, and there was some white-haired green-eyed girl who was somehow relevant to the dream. I also wrote that I was "hired" for something but I have no clue what.

Sadly, most details from this dream I had Wednesday morning are gone, but it gets worse as the week progresses. I vaguely remember seeing some cowboys in a Wal-Mart that looked more like a glorified gas station, and there was something about two teams, one of which I was on, who were competing. We had some kind of rpg setup and leveling system, and apparently one of the ways we could gain experience was by destroying things in the Wal-Mart. I remember wandering the aisles with some kind of lightsaber and breaking a few things, turning to fight the people on the other team periodically.

I haven't been keeping up with my dream journal this week cuz I've been kinda busy with homework, and honestly, being a bit lazy. I did keep notes, but I did notice a slight drop in my recall because I wasn't making entries properly. However, I got to top off the week with another lucid, so I'd say it was WERTH. Here's my dream from Tuesday.

I was in a strange water park which consisted of random slides and porcelain surfaces and tubs that were incredibly bouncy (the surfaces resembled the material the slides are made of in the picture). I was enjoying myself and possibly talking to someone as I slid around and bounced high into the air. At some point I obtained a large back of chips (the kind with multiple types individually wrapped inside the large bag), and I stumbled upon a hole with water flowing into it made of a similar material, so I slid down it with my chips. I ended up trapped in a chamber with bloodstains on the floor and walls with several other trapped people, who were apparently starving. Two grabbed me and pulled me to the wall, while the rest converged on the bag of chips and tore into them.

The dream skips a bit and I remember being on a sloped rocky hill, chasing "some villain" who resembled Loki. I could see his health bar in the corner of my "HUD," and he was poisoned and almost dead as I snuck up behind him, whittling his health down with the poison and my strikes. He eventually collapsed, and next I was looking down upon Summoner's Rift from League of Legends, as if I was playing, but I was also one of the characters. I was face-checking the brush at top lane when I was ambushed by Darius and Mundo. I don't remember the details, but I ended up killing both of them with a little health remaining.

I was in the Sierras of Córdoba, walking through a goat road which made me enter deep in the mountains. There were many espinillos so i decided to take a rest in a stone that was in the middle of the road. I was with a friend, which i don't remember who he/she was, but people kept walking through that goat road (not many though) and i suddenly saw a very good friend that havent seen for a while. She stopped, we talked for a while don't remember what we talked but she was distant. Something falls from my hands, it was a lighter and it ends up near a espinillo, which i was scared to take. Not because of the thorns, but because there was a very strange insect that looked very dangerous (it was like a centipedes, and had various tonalities of blue colors). Anyways that part of the dream ended there.

I returned to the village, (it was not in the sierras of cordoba the place, it was a mixture between Purmamarca and Santa Rosa). I remember standing in the front of a college (place of my city, but it was there) and i left a bag in a chair in the middle of the street and walked away. I trusted that nobody would take it lol.
I left and i got into my father's car. He was away doing something else so it was perfect to go and take a ride. The problem was that the car wasnt working well, it accelerated alone (at this time i suspected something wrong was happening). I used the two breaks and it still kept accelerating, the only solution was to stop the car. I stopped it to check if it worked that solution, and yes it worked, but still i wanted to go and take a ride so i started it up again, thinking i could handle it. I lost control the first minute i started it, it was crazy! I was driving in the town, and of course it was risky for all the people that walked and all the cars in the road! I had a car in my right which wanted to turn left, i had slow down to let him pass, but well, breaks didnt worked so i went as fast as i could. Terrible mistake. I didn't collide, but the highway was very close, so i decided to turn right and go through the train railroad. DAMN THERE WERE TWO TRAINS COMING! Somehow i managed not to crash but i had a flat tyre. I decided it was time to stop the car again and check the wheels. There was one wheel with a big hole, and in that moment i knew that it was causing all the troubles.

But damn i didn't notice where i stopped. There were some abandoned trains and a truck. And some guys came and i thought they wanted to steal the car. I was wrong, they offered me help with the tyre, they did that. But when i asked the price they said a ridiculous number, which i immediately knew that they wanted to take advantage. I said okay since i had nowhere to go and soon they started working. (For a moment i thought what could i say to my father, but well, he would understand that things got out of control.)

While those guys were working i entered their house and went to the kitchen to look something to eat. I don't know how i developed confidence with them, but i knew they had no trouble with it. However to my surprise there was the mother of a close friend, washing the dishes! She started talking to me like if she was my mother, (she always treated us like that, in the good way of course) but she was talking and i knew that absolutely everything of what she was saying (she was talking about me) was false! She interpreted everything wrong, but i didn't want to say anything because that would begin a discussion, and i didn't want to discuss. Anyways, i listened to her calmly, my mind was elsewhere. I was thinking that i didnt saw her for a long time, i kinda forgot about that woman and it was nice to see her again.

Of course the dream ended before i could conclude the story, but it was very fun "living" it.

There's a frozen lake with a hole in the center of the ice, and a school building at the bottom that's an exact duplicate of a building on land. As Dean, I'm remembering fighting Sam in this lake sometime in the past, when he was trying to stop me from taking something out of it - I'd been filling a canteen from something at the bottom of the lake. Now we've come back to that same lake, and I'm thinking out loud about the "misfortune" that "follows" people who steal from this place. I point out that we didn't take anything back then. Sam pulls out that canteen, revealing that he'd secretly kept it. There's blood inside it - I'd gathered it for him - and it's a neverending supply, so if he relies on that canteen, he doesn't need to take it from anyone else. But it's still cursed. So he says to me, I might as well go ahead and steal what I need from the lake; the misfortune has already been following us anyway.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man talking to a woman just outside the door of a church, saying "What have you done to your hair?" He knew her in the past, but she's meeting him for the first time in her lifetime. I see images of him as one of six brothers who'd been cursed lifetimes ago. The images are like photos moving against a black background; he and his brothers give me an impression of being arrogant, self-centered, maybe not deliberately cruel but thoughtless, a vague association of violence. But the modern version of him had been very different, and I'm thinking about that change in him while I walk up my IRL street, into my IRL home, and start making tea. Standing over the stove, I'm thinking, "the debt has been paid" - the man suffering now has little in common with the brothers that the curse was originally placed on.

4/11/14* Not a high-level LD but my previous one launched me too high that it took me a while to find my way back and break my dry streak. I thought dry streaks of more than several days were in the rear view mirror. This was my longest in 9 months! I got over confident and complacent among other things. I started to get my recall back up to respectable levels over the last few days and noticed my awareness was up before my LD early this morning. I also had a 2am and 1:30am bedtime last Friday and Saturday night that didn't help. During the dry spell I had a "false" lucid about a week ago where I was in a room with a group of other people and I was trying to do telekinesis and saying to the others "see it is not working" before floating up in the air and saying oh wow, at least that is working...but not a lick of self awareness...it was as if I treated the whole affair as real life in which I can do these things...dreaming of lucid dreaming powers with no true realization that I was dreaming and that I can make the TK work if I really want to.

In dream WILD (DILD) or DEILD: I am laying on the couch and the TV is on, my wife and nephew are nearby also. I can see that my eldest nephew is coming around to get the remote and change my "boring show" and I retrieve it. I vibration is felt in the room like when our surround sound system hits a low note and my nephew looks scared. I get the impression that he is scared because he experiences vibrations at night and I tell him that vibrations are nothing to be scared of, that they are just a sign of entering or exiting sleep and if you maintain that thought through them you can have a lucid dream! I start to feel the very type of vibrations that I am talking about and realize that I am dreaming and basically am exiting one dream and have the chance to enter another and I take my own advice to heart. (I had repeated a mantra several times at WBTB that I would recognize vibrations since that had worked off and on in the past.) Various images like HI's come into view and I treat them as HI's but in hindsight they may have been all part of the same dream...either way I was resolved to remain patient having recently read someone describe two types of vibrations, mild and heavy, with the former only being signs of heading into sleep but not necessarily directly into the dream...these vibrations were kind of in between but on the stronger end of the spectrum. A lot of the images were nice scenery and the last one was like a peep hole that grew and grew until I was inside an apartment with a man and a topless blond woman (maybe influenced by Scarlett incubation, looked a little like her). They both look at me like, haha, he showed up at an opportune time, catching you topless and all. She stands there with her hand on her him in a sassy pose knowing that I am liking what I am seeing. I decide to ignore the guy and pretend like he isn't there and I know that usually makes a DC disappear and make my way over to her but unfortunately I seemed to be at the end of REM and probably could have easily exited REM at the time of the vibrations if I hadn't been paying attention to them.

I had a couple of normal dreams with no awareness and a couple with some awareness including an interesting one that was along an underground river/sewer system (no smell, just creepy in spots) and one of 3 people were being fired or sent home early. I had to inspect the system on my own (not my job IWL!) and at first I start off in a canoe but later I am in the water and thinking about how they said it is 7 feet deep in spots. As I travel along I think to myself "I hope I don't run into any bodies in the water" and shortly after see an odd looking skull, must be an animal skull but it looks alien. The water gets shallow in spots and I am horizontal floating on my stomach and can feel a soft-sandy-like surface just below the water before waking up.

I'm preparing my suitcase for a holiday. Something like go and climb Everest. Not sure.
I lock my suit and then I notice I forgot to put in some things, but it's really late and the airport is so far to reach.
I'm barefoot and so I decide to reach the airport walking in the beach.
The sand is really hot and the suitcase is heavy, so I decide to leave it under the sand, in order to recollect it when I'll be back.
I arrive to the airport and they stop me for controls, as it's very weird traveling without any luggage.
Two policemen talk each other and they decide I'm not allowed to fly.
I'll be take on board as a luggage!!!!
So, as everyone is going upstairs, they escort me downstairs.
I'm angry as they treat me like a criminal and I try to tell them to do not touch me, as they hold both my arms.
They get angry at me and push me through a hole in the ground, to reach the rest of the luggages.
I find a weird position, with my back leaning a sarcophagus and I notice I would fit perfectly in there.
I realize there are some archaeological remains in there and I start to study them.
But someone comes and says loud that I'm falsifying the evidences of a crime.
I'm ashamed, but when the girl is gone I take the evidences and delete my fingerprints.
I finish just when we land and everyone above is clapping their hands because the land was really good.

Date: 4/11/2014 (Thu)
Total sleep: 11 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RCs
Lucid Techniques: None
Recall Techniques: None (Sick & on night time cold meds)
Fell Asleep: 8:30 pm
Dream 1 Title: Strange in door amusement park
Dream 1: (Fragments) (Note – I woke up after this dream but didn’t even bother to try to recall it. I dozed back off and then remembered this dream in Dream 2) I am at some kind of strange in door amusement park. There is the ride. I have to climb up a set of metal stairs to get on the ride. It looks very unsafe. I don’t know if I can describe it clearly. It has the same design as a toy called a “wiggle snake” (see picture below).

It is huge and is made of highly polished stainless steel. There is a single seat at each of the hinges. When the ride is turned on it whips around in all different motions (in RL this would cause all the riders whiplash). My wife is there and doesn’t want me to go on the ride because it is too dangerous. I tell her not to worry. I know this is a dream so I can’t be hurt (yet I wasn’t lucid). I get on the ride. The seat is tucked into what looks like a large stainless steel cup that just fits one person. The ride goes out over the crowd below (about 40 feet above the people. I can see tables with people eating, and many people standing below the ride. The ride starts and it just moves around (forward, to the right, back to the left, then back…and repeat) very slowly. The ride is completely lame! I am annoyed and can’t wait for it to end. **Jump** I am now in a food court. My wife and daughter are with me and we are waiting in line to get some food. I am happy because they have organic beef hotdogs which I love. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: LD# 60 Neighbors removing trees (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: (Note: I am sick with a bad cold. I took some night time cold meds last night and slept about 11 hours. My wife slept in another room. She came into our room to get some cloths at about 6:30 am and woke me up briefly. I dozed back off and had this dream.) I am in my house, except it isn’t my RL house it is my parent’s house but I believe it is mine. I know my daughter had a sleep over with some friends last night and they are all down in the basement. I walk to the basement door, open it and walk down about five steps so I can see into the basement. It looks just like it did back in the 80’s when I lived here as a teenager. There is orange carpet on the stairs and floor. There is an old TV and TV stand in the right corner. I see the girls lying on the floor. All of them are covered by blankets or in sleeping bags. I go back upstairs and close the door. I walk over to my wife, who is looking out the front window. I can see the house across the street, which also looks like it did back in the 80’s. It is pink (it is tan today). There is a large black pickup truck, which looks very shiny and new, parked with its tailgate facing us. There is a business name and logo on the tailgate but I don’t bother to read it. The front of the truck is right up against one of the large maple trees in front of the house. I realize that the neighbors have hired a company to remove some of the maple trees in their front yard. I can see a large set of yellow painted metal hydraulic claws attached to the front of the truck. I realize they are going to pull the tree out by its roots. The claws close on the trunk of the tree and the truck begins to back up. The trees is easily pulled from the ground and it falls backward onto the roof of the truck, but the top of the tree falls into my driveway and on top of my car. I am very angry. I am going to go over there and demand they pay for the damage. I am looking at my car, which is under leaf covered branches, and suddenly I realize it isn’t my car, it is a smaller black truck with large hydraulic claws on the roof. The claws close and take hold of many of the branches. The two tucks then begin to drive away with the tree. I decide to go outside and take a look around. I walk out the side door and into the front yard. It is a perfect summer day; warm, clear blue sky, everything is green as far as the eye can see. I see the large whole in the neighbor’s law from where the tree was pulled up. I look at some of the other maple trees and wonder which of those will be removed next. I walk across the front yard to the other side of the house. I walk down to the two car garage which is under the house (looks just like RL). There is a regular door between the garage doors, I walk to it and open it. The garage is full of old junk. I continue to walk through the garage to a second door which leads to a storage room (it still looks just like RL). From that room I can get to the area where the girls are sleeping. Just before I open the door to the storage room I notice my cat sitting near the left wall of the garage behind some of the junk. I open the door to the storage room when suddenly I have a flash memory of a previous dream (Dream 1). For some reason I think that I was lucid in that dream (I was close, but not quit lucid). I think, “I had a lucid dream and forgot about it. How could that happen???” I stop and realize this is not my house, it is my parent’s house. Then I think, “What if I’m dreaming now?” I look at my left hand and count my fingers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. I yell “Hey! I’m Dreaming!!” I am lucid. I walk back to the garage door, through which I entered, grab the knob and try to turn it. It doesn’t move because it is now locked. I turn the latch to unlock it and try again. The knob still won’t turn. I say out loud, “This is my dream and this door is unlocked.” I try again and it opens easily. I walk outside. It is like the vividness level has been turned up 1000 fold. The colors are brighter, the detail is amazing. I revel in how beautiful everything looks. I am walking toward a line of maple trees to my right (which aren’t there in RL) and see my cat sitting on the grass. I say, “Hey Punchy! I’m Dreaming! Come on boy!” He ignores me (just like RL). I decide to fly. I take two steps and do a little hop into the air. I am gliding slowly toward the trees and end up under the branches. I turn to my left and glide slowly out into open space. I look up and see a brilliantly blue sky with just a few small puffy white clouds. In a small space between the clouds I can see a few stars. Then I remember my goal of flying into space (which really isn’t a goal any more). I start flying faster straight upward. I don’t feel like I’m flying very fast so I say out loud, “This is my dream and I can fly much faster!” I thrust my arms out in front of me and kick my legs a bit and my speed picks up, but not by much. I still have my eyes on the sky. The blue begins to disappear and more and more stars become clear until the sky above me is full of so many stars that it looks like I can see the entire galaxy. It is so amazing I can’t fully describe it. The dream fades quickly and I open my eyes. I do a RC and I am awake. I need to start working on DEILD. I really field that if I had kept my eyes closed and stayed still I could have reentered that dream.
Awake: 7:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = D1 = 8; D2 = 14
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 8; D2 = 9 then Lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 15 min; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Excitement; Annoyance; Happiness; Anger; Extreme Joy (when lucid)
Dream Signs: Strange amusement park, Dangerous ride, back in parent’s house, Strange machines to rip out trees
Notes: I am coming down with a bad cold. I am taking zinc and vitamin C. I took Alka-Seltzer Plus Night Cold & Flu Formula at 7:20 pm. I headed to bed at 8:15 and was asleep within 15 min. I didn’t do any meditation, visualization, mantras, or any other LD techniques. I did wake up after 2 dreams and didn’t even try to recall. My wife came in the room to get some cloths at around 6:30 am which woke me up. I dozed back off within a few minutes. Then I had my LD. I also remembered a previous dream in the dream that became the LD.

Right - I'm a bit active again with trying to LD - did two hypnosis sessions, but only in English - and I do the cvsmehden exercises as well - took it up again.
I also did a WBTB with peppermint tea - but much too short - I was too tired to give it an honest longer try to WILD and just rolled over, without proper MILD or mantras.
So - what do I need?
More RCs, esp. every time I go to the bathroom, see below.
Translate the hypnosis-script - I have a bit of a hard time to read out loud in English and at the same time letting it trickle into my mind.
But again - the intro stuff and relaxation seemed to work.

What I completely neglected, though, is DJing - so here I am - writing trivialities:

I woke up in a huge bed with a guy, I knew, and the bed filled almost the whole room.
Somehow I remembered, that we would be new in a shared flat of students, and I worried if I did the dishes - which I did. For some reason I met up with my mother - and through the window we could see the new partner of her with a little girl, and we both tried to remember whom he resembled.
Now I know - he looked like a step-father of mine when I was the age of that girl.

I complimented her on how beautifully she was dressed - she was - with skirts, which are not exactly modern any more - but looking great (wide bell shaped skirts with tartans).
We went shopping - she looked for clothes and I went to the men's perfume section and smelled different scents - was nice - all a bit too male for me - but I only use men's scents irl, too.

Later we were in a supposed university - she came with me out through a door, to be company for me smoking - beautiful nature outside - old trees, a bit wild everything - a weird circle and other objects were there made from branches at trees nearby - like in True Detective - but without nasty connotations.

I didn't have ciggies - she gave me money to get some and disappeared somewhere.
On the way to get some - I got an urge to use the toilet - went in - it was full and some were out of order - once I got one - I couldn't close it - a nasty cleaning-staff woman said, I needed a pass for using the facility and seemed angry I even existed in the building.
So I had to get back out and woke up - and - of course I didn't need a toilet then after thinking I did for a little while.
Damn dream-killer-urge!!

Before I start off, when do y'all record your dreams? When I wake up I don't want to turn on the light and start writing things down. How can I become better at this without ruining my sleep?

In bed from 9:42pm-5:59am
Drank apple juice and meditated a little the night before

Dream one:
(Fragment, non-lucid)
Was with an old friend playing games together
We were eating pizza
His old man was there
Throat felt really thirsty/salty/burning
end: Woke up a little before three and had to get some water

This probably comes from the guilt I have from not speaking to this friend in a few years, for no real reason.

Dream two:
(Semi-fragmented? semi-lucid?). Could feel that I had some control over the environment, but I wasn't fully lucid; I didn't know I was dreaming.

In an aunts house
Feels (from the inside) like a house from japan.
uncle not home.
black man ready to leave the house (What?)
tell him he still has a chance, aunt was once engaged to a black man.(What?)
he leaves
house is leaking rain water
forget house is leaking
go outside?, don't remember what it looked like.
find cement tunnels running under the city
Explore tunnels, feels like something the yakuza would use.
scared
find openings into houses (smuggle children?)
find opening into aunts house, she didn't know about yakuza hatch
get lost in maze of tunnels
end: woke around 5:30-40

have no clue where this came from

Shortly after passing a man whose head is a snake, three creatures are presented as things I'm meant to fight. But they seem harmless, and when I walk up to them, they disappear. Past them, I walk into a hidden door set into a tree, and spend some time walking through a series of rooms. The passageway I'm walking through makes a large circle, and when I get back to the start (there were a lot of scene changes along the way, so this "start" wasn't actually the same place as the tree-passage from before), I notice a flight of stairs heading down that I hadn't seen before, with small, glowing blue arrows hovering just above the floor, pointing down.

The stairs lead down into an enormous room filled with books and a portrait of a man I recognize as someone infamous named Corvo - he's someone I've heard of often, in the context of being a doctor or a researcher or something similar, responsible for some tragedy or some sinister event; but I personally think of him positively, even though I know very little about him - mostly I feel curious. I realize this was his room, and these are his records.

I'm standing in a city street in Corvo's POV, sort of - I'm aware that this is me going through his records, his reflections on the past. At this moment in time, he'd been disgraced, along with some other man who I'd also heard of, someone who's walking away from him right now. I have some mental connotation between this man and violence but also think of him as a better person than Corvo, someone who dislikes Corvo intensely but works more closely with him than anyone else, I have the impression Corvo somehow forced him or manipulated him into carrying out a lot of dirty work for him. Now Corvo's looking at the open gates to the city, looking at the crowds of people entering, aware that they're unknowingly carrying some danger that others refuse to listen to him about, and feeling powerless. With the knowledge that this is a flashback, he's feeling an incredible amount of pain over this moment in the past and whatever it eventually led to, and I feel that same emotion so intensely that I have a false awakening or something similar and spend it looking for some space to just calm down from that scene.

I am in a small commercial jet plane, with members of my family, and we are flying over norfolk, from west to east. It is a lovely summers day as we fly low over the shoreline.

I don't see any Seals in the water but i turn to my niece Nelly and say "look out for the Seals" at which point the sea then gets the occasional Dog swimming in it, sometimes with its owners, often without.

I then spot a hippopotamus in the water, then another, and another, of which i point out to my niece again. And then all of a sudden we see Polar Bears in the shallows, white to begin with, but then the colour degenerates to a dirty brown colour, but there are quite a few Polar Bears in the water.

Suddenly my niece shouts "look, Pigs!" and sure enough, in the shallows are pigs wallowing in the sea water, several of them. And their all dark brown pigs.

The place suddenly begins to bank left and plunges down towards the sea, but narrowly missing it as the plane rears back up again. As this happened i could feel my stomach being pulled backwards, like it does on a rollercoaster or, quite fittingly, on a place which is pulling some trick moves in mid air, the acceleration seemed tremendous.

I then wake up, no recollection at all, then halfway to walking to the bathroom this plane dream came flooding back to me, and shortly afterwards when i sat on my bed i breifly recallled another dream, less intense but still interesting to a degree.

It appears i am in Norwich on a shopping trip, nowt unusual, happens all the time.

Wherever i am i have a very good vantage point of the city, i can see over it for miles, but one building really stands out, a massive abstractly coloured red and black building, which is apparently TK Maxx, and for some reason i want to go there but i am unsure which roads to take. I can see quite a few roads leading off into teh distance but i am very unsure which one to take, but internally i decide to use my iphones satnav to guide me.

Interesting I say? well yes, because it appears i am viewing this dream through some kind of Instagram filter, X-Pro, giving my dream the feel of a cross processed look, which used to be a photography thing back in the day of 35mm film, we processed c41 film in E-6 chemicals, or vice versa, to make the colours a bit more funkier, now all you need to do to get that look is swipe a touchscreen on a mobile phone.

Interested if anyone else experiences colour shifts in dreams, this happens a fair bit to me, i sometimes even see monochrome in my colour dreams. As a side note, i have had a camera in my hand since the 80s so maybe thats why i dream like this?

Oh, and i never have and never will shop in tk maxx, i just dont like their stores, too cluttered and confusing.

1st part of dream i was at a resteraunt with daniel and my dad and damien. we had jus gotten of this pier where large waves were crashing in.

later in dream kyle told me we had a rugby game at 3 pm. then i waited a few hours for some reason, i guess i wanted jerry to go or something and by the time we got there i was with izayah and my family. i took some pig piece of this chew in my mouth adn walked onto the field realizing my game was long over. so we watched other people play and at hjalf time i ran out and played bsketball

i remember a b player complaining coach is making all the inexperienced player work on tackeling against other teams and stuff
the coach asked d o yo u think thats a bad thing
je was like nooo

I'm with my dog to the usual butcher's shop, buying the usual 5 kg of chicken.
As usual they ask me if I eat all of that chicken and I answer that it is for my dog who is intolerant to meat except for chicken.
I pay and, as usual, one of the assistants throws a piece of BEEF to my dog, who invariably swallows and I'm sure she will vomit everything in some hours!!
Of course I'm grateful they love my dog and always give her some delicacies, but for God's sake, I'm telling you that she is allergic and you give her that beef meat??
I woke up and I smile, as my dog is dead and I'm always happy when I can live some moment with her.
I'm in my bed thinking to have dreamed about my dog, but it's late and I need to prepare for work.
I have a breakfast and I go to my old job. I'm preparing documents for a visa.
I work all the day (the dream was long and boring), when it's almost time to go home, my boss comes and says we need to do a little job. It will take a little time, he says, but every time he says it, we are going to stay at least two hours, and they won't pay me for the overtime!
I'm angry but I keep working and I think it was better the dream about my dog and THEN I wake up!!

Tunnel trouble
I'm driving at night behind a relatively slow-moving truck. As we enter a tunnel, we're forced into the right lane due to construction in the left lane. A police officer in a light-colored wide-brimmed hat is walking on the left of the lane, next to the construction; I guess he's making sure people don't hit it. Now I'm in the middle of the tunnel. It's pitch-black, and I can't see a thing (oddly, I can't see the headlights or tail lights of any cars around me). I try all the knobs and levers around the steering wheel, but nothing helps. I'm in my wife's van, so I'm not surprised by the momentary lapse, but it still makes me very nervous: I don't want to run into the truck in front of me (I never think about the tunnel walls). I pull on the lever I know is the brights control, but still nothing happens. I see a flash of blue light in my rear-view mirror, but the curves of the tunnel quickly hid it. We finally come out and I can see again, though dimly, from headlights and brake lights of other cars. A few moments later the police car pops out of the tunnel with his lights flashing. I make one more effort to get my own lights on, but nothing works. He comes up right behind me, and I resign myself to being pulled over. I look for a good spot, but we're on a fairly narrow road with no shoulder at all, so I just slow down, put on my blinker, and hope he doesn't get mad with me.


Mom's purse
I'm at home (a childhood home) in the dining room on the top floor. I look out the sliding glass door and see my "wife's purse" on the ground below. I ask her about it, and she says it's not hers, it's my Mom's. She'd put it there so we'd remember to return it when we saw my parents earlier, but then plans changed and they didn't come over. She then asks me how flexible my schedule is today, and whether it would work to have my parents over in the middle of the day for whatever it was she had planned. I remind her of my mid-afternoon doctor's appointment, but she's not worried, saying her thing will be over before then.


Best bubble-wrap ever
I'm in a gigantic room with only a few people and some scattered sofas and large planters. It's pretty bright. In one corner is someone I need to talk to to get something. I walk over and find her standing on a rug with a couple of nice sofas making a privacy barrier towards the rest of the room. I talk to her about whatever it is. Now I'm at home opening a package. The package isn't all that large, but the sheets of bubble-wrap coming out of it are amazing. Each bubble is head-sized, and it's a whole sheet of the stuff. I proclaim that this is the best bubble-wrap ever! Unfortunately, I'm not the one opening it; and whoever is opening it (female) is using a knife to slit the bubbles instead of popping them. I'm quite disappointed.


Another convenience store
I'm with Peter at a gas station convenience store. I'm talking to somebody (on the phone?), trying to give directions. Now we're walking across the parking lot towards our car. The lot is a big one, and hardly any cars are here. Now we're driving on an off-ramp. To my right is a sheer incline that's been reinforced; at the top of it I see the gas station parking lot. The Interstate is down a slope to my left, and we're approaching a road.