non-lucid

Date: 4/1/2014 (Tue)
Total sleep: 6.75 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search, Awareness
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10 pm
Dream 1 Title: Underground Railroad?
Dream 1: I am standing on the grass facing a small hill. There are old stairs, made of old railroad ties, leading up the hill to an old shack. The shack is run down and painted white. I see an old rusty cloths line (the kind that rotates) in the yard. My wife is with me. I know that this shack is her grandmother’s house. We walk up the stairs and into the yard. There is a dog run running from the house to a nearby pine tree. The grass under the run has been worn away leaving only dry dirt. I don’t see a dog. We walk in through the old screen door, which squeaks loudly. We are in a very old kitchen. There are counters and cabinets to our left and right. The kitchen has a 1940’s feel and everything looks very old. There is a plastic container, filled with sugar, on the counter to my right. My wife opens it, and for some reason puts dry cat food in with the sugar. She then puts the lid back on. Jen’s grandmother (who is dead in real life) comes into the room from a doorway at the far end of the kitchen. She is wearing a long white night gown. She goes to my wife and gives her a hug. Another elderly woman come into the room from the same doorway. I know she is the grandmother’s sister, but in RL she is unfamiliar to me. The woman picks up a cup of coffee from one of the counters, walks to the container of sugar and begins spooning some into her coffee. I can see the cat food mixed with the sugar as she puts it in the cup. I wonder when she will notice and now she will react (I assume she will be angry). Suddenly, I am afraid. I know my wife and I are being chased and we need to hide. We move across the room to a door. I open the door which leads to a dark basement. The stairs leading down are very old and don’t look very safe. We descend the steps anyway. The basement has a dirt floor. There are roughly constructed work tables one every wall (running completely around the perimeter) and a long work table in the middle of the room. (The basement is much bigger than the shake, but I don’t question this.) There are old dirty canvas tarps on all the tables that hang over the edge. We move to the nearest table to our left, duck under the tarp and lay on the dirt floor. We are trying to hide. I peek out from the tarp and can see an archway leading outside. It is now night and I can see many eyes reflected red by some unseen light source. My wife says “Oh my God! This is just like The Hills Have Eyes!” (I know she is referencing the movie.) Suddenly I notice a young black man hiding under the table directly to my left. He is dressed in an old white button down shirt with puffy sleeves, rust orange colored pants which only come a bit below his knees and are held up with a piece of rope tied around his waist. He looks like a stereo typical slave from the 1800’s. I now know that the people outside are searching for him. He is a runaway slave and this place is part of the underground railroad. Suddenly a large group of slaves, dressed in a similar fashion to the hiding man, come in through the archway. The move around the room lifting the tarps and searching under the tables. They come to where we are hiding, lift the tarp and find up. They completely ignore my wife and me. The hiding slave stands up and smiles at the other men. One of the men hugs him and I realize that they were just playing a game. They all leave together out through the archway. My wife and I get up and move to the far left corner of the basement. We find a small room. It has a low box with a hole cut in the top. I realize it is an indoor outhouse. There is an opening cut in the wall. I look out and see a street. There is a brand new, dark blue, Nissan Altima parked about 50 yards away. My nephew is standing near the car with two other people who I don’t recognize. I turn and my wife is gone. I know she has gone back up to the first floor. I walk out of the small room and I am in a paved basement that looks very similar to the one in my house. I know I have to bring some cat up with me. I find the bag of cat food and see two sets of stairs. I take the one to the left (there is another to the right). I climb to the top and it ends at the ceiling with not where else to go. There is white cloth hanging from the ceiling and I have to push it out of the way to descend the steps. I go to the other flight of stairs and begin to ascend. As I get close to the top a large smoke gray cat sticks is paw out from under a step, right in front of my face. I smile at his playfulness. The dream fades as the light from my alarm clock wakes me up.
Awake:: 4:45 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 11
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 7
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 15 min
Emotions: Happiness & fear
Dream Signs: In a place I don’t recognize, dead grandmother, cat food in the sugar, hiding, slaves, underground railroad, magically changing scenes, basement bigger than house
Notes: No supplements last night. I am doing to meditating along with my visualization and mantras and it is really improving my ability to fall asleep. I am very happy with the detailed recall I have of my last dream of the night. I really love my new alarm clock. It wakes me up with light which doesn’t ruin my recall of my dream. I don’t remember awaking after any previous dreams.
Text Search Experiment: I am still searching for text, and using it as a reality check, throughout my day. I didn’t notice any text in my dream.

I'm in a unknown hotel, with some friends (it seems they are my friends, but I never saw them in my all life ).
It's a kind of meeting between parents and sons, so we are supposed to go down in the hall and have a dinner together, but it's like all of us are there for some dirty party. We are not going to dinner at all!! Girls are wearing sexy undergarments and there are two guys wearing only jeans.
I'm not horny, and neither the girl friend supposed to sleep in my same room.
We both are bored and we willingly stay and sleep, but we already agreed to go in another room for the dirty party, so we prepare and go.
When we get the party room, they are already 'in action' !
Me and the other girl sit close on a sofa, having an alcoholic drink, and start to touch each other, but there is not any emotions... I look at a very sexy girl, kissing a handsome guy and I feel sorry I was so late... At once he looks at me and we instantly decide we had enough and left the room party to go somewere and play some poker.
BUT we are in deshabille and as soon as we leave the room, we see people shocked for us to wear so little clothes, so we take a lift and start to play poker in the floor.
In the meanwhile the lift doors keep opening and closing and people watch at us scandalized, especially when I drop the shoulder pad on purpose.
We pretend to be ashamed in front of people, but when doors close we laugh like crazy .
Cards I got are useless (3 4 off) and it seems he got a good point, so I bluff 'all in' to push him to fold, but he accepts the challenge and go all in too.
Of course I win having flush and he, exasperating, says to go to the bed. I think 'I did it!!' and I wake up when the dream start to finally be interesting!

To be noticed: I don't drink alcohol but I added a avatar of a girl supposed to drink alcohol in an account of mine, and I played poker yesterday night...

Hey!

Before i was going to sleep, i took a pill with B6. (It was more things like b12 aswell) And i must say that it has effect! I had so many dreams that i can't remeber the dreams i had at the middle of the night, only the dreams in the morning.


It was some kind of multiplayer flight game, and there were other people flying aswell. I used the "radio" to talk with them, and i liked to crash and call for help.
It was weird, the airplanes was like toys, and i wasn't really the plane, it's too hard to explain. Anyway, when i was in some big garage or a big hall with things in it, i controlled a toy-like truck and another player attacked me and i called for help on the radio haha, after that i don't know what happen. But this was a base for another dream i had.

This man that attacked me, was a pilot in this dream. There was many "unlogic" things going on in my surroundings, my grandma that is dead, was sitting on a bench with the rest of my family. Too bad i didn't react to my grandma, this could have been a dream sign. Anyway, the pilot was something bad, i don't know what. It was like the people around me was afraid of him, and he would return or whatever, i think they prepared.

I don't remember so much now, but the moments i wake up during the night, i could remember the dreams vivid. In the middle of the night i just woke up some seconds, so i didn't wanna try to remember anything.

I’m just wondering about these dreams my ex has been having. Since the breakup, she’s told me twice that she has had a dream about me.

In the first one, she said that we were back in High School and I got a new blue car. And I went to a formal high school dance with her and afterwards we danced in the rain together, but there was another girl with us that she didn’t recognize who was also dancing in the rain.

In the second dream, she said the following, but I didn’t respond because I’m in my 3rd week of NC:
“I had a dream about you. You moved to this super weird house – the bathroom was connected to the garage and that was the only way to get in there. We were going to play this game of some sort. Like a sport or something. But then I ended up falling asleep outside on the grass and when I woke up you were mopping my head with a washcloth. And I was all confused and asking you what was going on, and you were just like, “I’m not going to tell you,” so I ran inside to the bathroom and there was blood everywhere. Like, my hair was dripping. It was quite gross. I don’t remember getting cleaned up but I did and then I was sitting with Kaitlyn {who is my sister, her ex-best friend, who was very much against our relationship} and she was very uncomfortable but she was still kind of nice. She asked me if I wanted candy and I said yes and she handed me an empty candy wrapper. Then you came back and we went to school. I remember seeing a kid I hadn’t seen in years… But I don’t remember who he was. Then we went to a concert. And that’s eat. Wait no. At one point I told my coworker Tony the Asian to call you for some reason. Now that’s it."

Any ideas as to what any of this means? Maybe it’s an insight into her subconscious….

I was going up a hill or something at night. I did a reality check, asking if I was in a dream. Since it was night, I couldn't see my hand very well. I grabbed my phone and shine my light on my hand but it only lit up a little bit of it. Everything started feeling so real. I came to the conclusion that I wasn't in a dream and said "Nah, this can't be a dream" I was obviously wrong, and the feeling of realism went away. I kept walking up the hill and there was a firefight. I was part of counter strike. There was a new update and it made it look more like Battlefield, with bullet drop and even more scopes. I got mad because my helmet had a scope and so did my gun and I didn't know how to exit that view. We ended up losing to the terrorist team and I got pissed of and left the server. I was then at home browsing what looked to be the new marketplace and everyone was trading cards, since they were the only new drops available.

I was in the tower with my shoes off. I could see the level 2 and saw F. Martinez taking a dummy out of level 2 and putting it in his car. I figured he was using it as a drill during count. The tower was in the middle of the parking lot. I tried calling Martinez on the radio but instead kept saying R. Varela. I went down there and saw old inmates in wheel chairs and nurses and I figured that they were doing the Geriatrics or LTCU moves. I realized I didn't put my boots back on so I ran back to the tower. Bugaloo was there and I grabbed him. For a few seconds, Bugaloo actually felt like he was there. I wondered if he liked the height of the tower and I thought how he'd react to me holding him over the railing. I decided not to because the wind might kick up and he might fall off my hands. Thinking that, I started wondering if I would jump after him to save him. My view changed to me seeing buildings from a bird's eye view. I thought I wouldn't jump after someone because we'd both die. I remember feeling fear and thinking the only reason I wouldn't like falling is because I couldn't do anything to save myself. I then saw some guy jump after a girl and I knew it was 007 or something. He grabbed her and then deployed this bouncy thing that saved his fall. I fell down on the thing with them and it seemed like a huge, strong trampoline.

I dreamt that I was in some sort of school. I remember seeing Tony Rosales. I was sitting on a desk and remember my pants. I look at them again and suddenly they get dirty. I was talking to two guys and remember handling a small homemade gadget/machine. I was then talking to Rosales and we exchanged something but I can't remember what.
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I was at a park and grabbed some chick's vagina. Santino was there and he told me something.

31.03.2014

I Don't Think That's Where You Put Them (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m asking an individual that seems to be reliable to store some items back for me. One prevalent item was a Lunchables box, and the rest are probably just things to eat and drink with it I guess. The individual is a Caucasian male bald, and he has a light shade of brown for a beard without a mustache. He’s wearing a black suit with a dark gray dress shirt along with dark black pants and shoes.

For some reason, I didn’t feel he would really send the items where they’re supposed to be, though the setting of the dream wasn’t really one to represent anything related to food retail, especially with the clothing format the individual had. He stated he’ll take care of the matter, and simply opened an upper drawer that consists of a dark pink mixed in with a slight overlay of red, and puts the items inside, and stated the request is done.

I stare blankly at him for bit, but seeing how it’s not my problem anymore, I leave. As for reasons why I wanted to send back the item, I seemed to have been concerned with a certain football team at a University, so maybe I bought some items for the sake of having some team spirit, I guess.


This reminds me of how customers in stores usually leave items anywhere without taking into consideration that they may rot over time, especially if the staff is either too busy or lazy to look for any misplaced items.

3/30/14 *!! **

1145to bed, ~130son home, 152wake from LD#1, 202 til 219 DJing awake thinking 257-305still+earplugs 425wake from LD#2 550wake from LD#3. Factors for early LD & 3 in one night=awareness raised by my son coming home. The timing of this early awareness would be best replicated with a DEILD alarm. Plus apple juice maybe 6 ounces and lots of milk with cereal before bed=effect?

I remember being lucid just before so it was either DEILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity...or DEILD attempt ++awareness > DILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity within same dream for LD#1. In the last part where I regained lucidity I had a terrific experience! I am in my car operating some car elevator that moves a car on or off of a ship. I decide I need to go back and in operating it back down it malfunctions and my car starts falling and falling. The way that I am falling makes me realize that I am dreaming. I begin to fly on my own and I'm above a city with lots of hills, green hills but very built up with so many things going on! I have the feeling that this is a foreign city, a very busy foreign city. There are not usually so many things going on in my lucid dreams. I see the word Hacienda on a sign. I think to look for more words and landmarks and see "lower level" in the stadium section of seats and I hear the crack of a bat hitting a
baseball... It's a baseball stadium! But I flew by it so quick and the stands are set up very unusually as if each section was separate and not immediately congruent to the baseball field. I keep going and I start thinking of looking for something to examine close up. This place is so green and I'm swooping around at quite a speed. Green hills within the city and DCs everywhere I am just amazed at all of the graphics processing of my brain but realize that the resolution is more like a great video game than HD reality. I find this house on a hill top and see a sexy woman. Another woman says a warning to the sexy woman and she runs inside and I try to follow but I stay bigger than the small area I'm trying to enter, it is staying small like it was in my view from up above. It is as if my brain did not correct the size when I swoop down to this house or it is as if this was always a miniature world and I a flying giant. Anyway, I try to approach the
woman but she won't stop running and screaming so I grabbed her gently like a giant grabbing a miniature dollar something looking at her, she is very cute. I start taking off her clothes but my fingers are so big I feel like King Kong with the damsel but more frisky I guess. She does not seem to mind anymore! I carefully pinch my forefinger and my thumb together several times until I can grab a piece of the fabric of her blouse and pull it away. I am very curious and I find that underneath she is wearing a black and white striped bra and I repeat the same steps to remove it. I start fading back to bed trying a quick DEILD but I seem to be at the end of that REM cycle and I can hear my son on the phone so I get up to see what is up. I lay back down and attempt to induce my wife into an LD by telling her that she is dreaming. 127

LD#2 is a WILD attempt where at first I think I'm just getting a dreamlet of a bank scene but as it continues I realize that is a full fledged dream that I'm completely inside of and I am in the bank with a gun, an automatic gun and apparently I am robbing a bank for some reason . It sounds like fun so I continue with the scenario. Some hero from the bank is running around trying to mess me up and I start firing the automatic weapon chasing him around the bank with the bullets and after about 20 plus rounds of bullets the gun jams up. The scene fates into very intricate grid pattern. I have gotten good patterns before I always find it fascinating but this one was more intricate than I remember previous ones being. Like I was in the movie Tron or something. It is also kind of similar to floating through space but instead of stars there are lines everywhere and I just enjoy it until I eventually fade back to bed. 128

LD#3 I can remember the beginning of this dream quite well , the non-lucid part. There is a female cop on the run for something that she didn't do. There is a Native American cop like reservation police who is looking for her and feels that she is innocent and wants to help her. He calls out for her as he is standing several feet from his truck and the truck starts rolling away. It rolls over a fence and is heading towards his partner as he runs after it . It knocks his partner in the head with a glancing blow and he falls to the ground but there are more wheels to follow and one runs over his head, gross! I cover my eyes a little bit and now this whole thing is playing out like a movie. The Native American cop witnesses his partner's head being ran over and vomits a bright green fluorescent colored vomit! I think to myself "I didn't need to see that...that didn't need to be part of the movie!" I seem to wonder about the color of the vomit perhaps
semi-lucidly. I feel myself back in bed and there is a heavy weight on top of me. I recognize this feeling and stay calm. I decide that it is a woman on top of me even though she feels more heavy then the average woman. I make a few thrusts upwards in an intercourse motion and I am able to mentally reorient myself to where I am on top of her and fully in the dream. I am on top of a beautiful sexy woman and we proceed to have sex until I fade back to bed. 129

A couple of key points that I noted in my dream journal were that I was staring at the back of my closed eyelids and as images formed I would look past them like the way you might stare off into the distance. It felt like a key to dealing with HI's and dreamlets. This was used in my WILD attempt.

3/27* I wake up from a non lucid dream where I saved a baby but the baby was partly unconscious but the father was already assuming the worst and heartbroken and I could not get him to look at the eye movement of the baby as proof that she would survive. I am able to convince the mother who comes up running. I have this feeling that I was lucid earlier perhaps in the dream before this one and I think was I flying? No I don't think so. And then I remembered it involved having sex with my wife! I remember this while I was reading the above dream in my bedside dream journal! It all started coming back to me! I realize that it is easier to forget a lucid dream especially earlier in the night when you have regular dreams follow it and your recall is not the best. Heck I forget things from waking life. I won't go into full details but someone had just left the room and my wife's mom or my dad I think was the one who just left the room. I feel like I am
probably dreaming but not as sure as usual for some reason and there's also danger of that person coming back in. I do the nose pinch and I can breathe through but I wonder if I really close my nose and I decide to look at my hand and at first I think it looks normal but then I definitely count six fingers. I proceed to have quite a time with my wife and we do a number of things that we don't commonly do and a lot of interesting things happen that don't quite make sense but very enjoyable. I am leaving out the details for obvious reasons but the sexual experience lasted maybe 4 minutes I would say, so not the longest LD. I fade back to bed. 126

One more note of interest to myself at least...the next night waking up on March 30th I had a dream involving something like 40% of the details of my evening out that very night! I usually find that the connections are a little harder to make between the residue and the dream content.

Writing this late in the day so nearly the entire dream is gone. There were actually three though, and the middle one was a false awakening (which seem to be becoming more common) wherein my roommate was walking around the room in the morning and playing loud music (which he would never do while I was asleep). I vaguely recall something to do with spy work but that's about it. I'll post more if I remember later but I doubt I will.

Last night's theme was my siblings and I as kids again b'awwwww

Dream 1 - Good Times Part I
So real quick uhhhmmm last night I dreamed my siblings and I were young again and the family was moving so we had to sort through all this old stuff in back rooms. A lot of it was bringing back memories of some of the business work we did for dad and stuff, which was interesting. I think we were all surprised how much we'd gotten done over the years.

And then alsooooo there were tide pools or creeks or somethin' in the floor with load of minnows in 'em, ranging from the tiny little guys that're impossible to catch to some big ones that were chilling all relaxed. I picked up one or two of the big ones 'cause they're so fascinating and stuff and they were perfectly cool with it. So that was a nice dream.

Dream 2 - Good Times Part II
I fell back asleep after that, and the setting was about the same, but now we were in the 1319 church auditorium. I don't remember too much about what happened there, except I had Spiderman powers and if I held my hand in that classic Spiderman hand pose I could shoot a web out. The web was super elastic, so it seemed to have about the same physics as one of those weird grappling hooks that pulls the person up after it attaches to something. So I had a lot of fun just shooting web at the ceiling and then bein' launched up there and clinging to it.

I also tried launching myself off the ceiling using two webs as a sort of makeshift slingshot. Looking back the physics were totally wrong but it worked exactly as expected. So that was fun.

Date: 3/31/2014 (Mon)
Total sleep: 6.5 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:30 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragments)
Dream 1: I am standing in my back yard, near my house. There is about 2 inches of water surrounding my house from the cement of the basement to about 4 feet out. I can see a lot of brown leaves submerged under the water. My daughter is near me and I tell her we are going to have to rake those leaves out of the water. I feel very annoyed with having to rake and worried that we will get water in the basement. Later in the dream I am a federal agent. I am in some kind of government building with many large windows.
Dream 2 Title: Opening a new store
Dream 2: I am standing in the parking lot of a convenience store. It is very run down. I know my parents own this store. (It strongly reminds me of a store near a house where I used to live.) I go into the store and many of the shelves are bare. I am annoyed that my parents have not kept the store well stocked and they have let it get so run down. I walk up to the counter and see a box which contains books of matches. They have a price of “$.03” (It was text and I could read it). Again I am annoyed because I know they are losing money because they are selling the matches at cost. I walk out of the store and I am in a much larger parking lot (which reminds me of Lincoln Plaza before they updated a few years ago). There are many people standing around. I sit on a low wall and see my friend John sitting nearby (childhood friend). He is wearing a long black trench coat over a suit. I realize I am dressed in a similar fashion. I feel tugging at my jacket and look to see my mother standing next to me. She is trying to remove a box of Kraft macaroni and cheese from my coat pocket but it is stuck. Suddenly I remember she had asked me to bring her that box. I pull the box out of my pocket and hand it to her. I stand up and walk over to a crowd of people who are gathered around a billboard. I push through the crowd to get a better view. A man to my right (short pudgy man with a crew cut) gives me a dirty look, but I ignore him. I can see the sign. It is vividly colored with reds, yellows, whites, and blacks. I see a picture of a large cartoon dog wearing a red and white leather jacket. Below him are large words. I don’t read the words but I know they say “Big Dog Store”. I know that this is the name of my parents’ new store. I now have memories that my parents have shut down the old store and built a larger, much nicer, store and this is their new advertising billboard. There is a building to my right. I go in. It is a large lecture hall. I know that I am taking a class her. I sit down next to a very slim young woman. She has brown straight hair, a bit longer than should length, and is wearing a long yellow dress. She is an average looking woman but when she turns and smiles at me I suddenly find her very attractive. She asks me a question (I can’t recall what it was) and I reply (can’t remember this either). I loot to my right and my friend John is there. I poke his arm to get his attention and ask him if he has any gum. I want some mint gum to freshen my breath because I plan on kissing the young woman. He hands me a pack of gum in a blue package. The dream fades and I awake. My new alarm, which has a slowly brightening light 15 min prior to my actual alarm, woke me gently.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 3; D2 = 9
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2; D2 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Annoyance, worry, more annoyance, general happiness
Dream Signs: Water doing damage, childhood friend, locations that remind me of past places, parents owning a new business, going to kiss a woman I don’t know
Notes: Took melatonin and magnesium last night. I am very happy with my new alarm clock. The gently brightening light awoke me about 4 minutes before the actual alarm (which is set to nature noises) went off. I had no issue with remember the dream. I am adding some meditation combined with visualization and mantras prior to sleep. I will see if this helps. During the day, yesterday, I actually attempted to take an afternoon nap, but just couldn’t fall asleep. I also attempted WBTB on Saturday & Sunday mornings, but just couldn’t fall back to sleep.
Text Search Experiment: (Day 8) Continue to search text daily. I am losing confidence in this method. I actually saw a bit of text in my dream last night and could read it clearly. I find that dream logic is preventing me from even noticing the lack of text in my dreams.

00:00 Monday 2014-03-31

00:30 bedtime a bit late

06:30

only vague impressions of dreaming about dreaming, not even a fragment, disappointed in this.

07:30

Well, I got back to sleep pretty quickly, yay

+ running down a hill (Cn. Blvd.) it is a dirt road. Wife as narrator says "the people here are only here for exercise" (I think as opposed to a spiritual purpose), I'm running fast, I pass a group of several men, I'm going high speed, I think they're chasing me, I skid around the big corner and almost fly off but keep to the road. I want to look behind me but don't because I'm going so fast I can't risk a look. Later I sneak up on the group with their leader, think about taking him out with super powers, maybe flying away

+ in a rest stop, trying to get a bottle of water from a little closet area lots of other people, I say "I'm just trying to get my bottle of water" so is everybody else. There are lots of people reaching, I see lots of bottles, I look for the one with my initials on it, I think I find it but I'm not sure. I see the letters but they're not 100% clear. Then there are two ice machines. I'm getting ice and water in my cup, they're up above my head.

I'm returning to sit at a table with some teen boys, I hear a comment they make as I'm approaching the table and they comment on it, saying I have super hearing, I say that's every parent's job.

+ Standing in line with family, next to some woman. My fingers keep getting entangled in her hair, over and over again. I'm apologetic. We're bumping up against each other. I don't engage since my wife is right there. The woman gives up and lies down next to her friends and says something about "missed opportunities."

+ FAs in room. First FA there's a woman there and lots and lots of garbage that needs to be cleaned up. Sleep again, FA and the room is clean, I'm glad I slept again as I didn't have to do the cleaning. Black guy is there I feel warmth and friendship with him, I reach to shake hands it turns into a hand-clasp, and we hold it for a long time, should I bring him in for a hug? I think we do.

Try to get back to sleep, distracted by noise, light, movements, daydreaming. Gathered my will and relaxed, got some images, alllllllllmost made it back to sleep, dozed lightly perhaps, but no dreams, checked time, 09:30, time to get up.

9 days dry now. Need to somehow change attitude.

This is one of my earliest dreams, and i was probably about 5 or 6 years old at the time, very young, but this dream has never faded from memory at all.

It takes place in a very old shop in my hometown, Evisons. In reality the shop sells working attire, school uniforms and camping equipment. However in my dream it is some weird museum, with nothing of particular interest, aside from a coat of arms, this big suit of armour which was posed as being seated in the middle of the room at this shop, which took place on the first floor at the front.

Curiously, i begin to take layers of armour off, layer upon layer, until it reached the size of an action man, i removed the final layer to reveal my dad, in minature, who seems quite angry and is shouting and hollering as he runs around the room, blaming me for minaturising him.

Taking the bus
I'm walking towards a bus. It's the first time I've used it, and I'm somewhat anxious about it. I have a brick red RFID fare card still in a plastic baggy. A conductor is walking around outside the bus directing people. I see RFID readers in a number of places; I wave my card nearby one of them and it beeps. I board the bus.

Now I'm inside. The bus has a long gentle curve. I'm standing in the middle of the curve, and I can't see the front or back of the bus. Seats along the outside of the bus are facing inwards; most of the bus is empty space. Everything is very sleek and shiny, looking very "futuristic."

Now I'm at work. It's the end of the day, and I'm talking on the phone with my wife arranging how I'm to be picked up. We hadn't considered that the bus wouldn't actually drop me off at the house but rather at a nearby bus stop. She'll have to load the kids into the car to come get me from there.


Revolving doors
I'm spending time with my friend Peter. He's showing off his college project, an improved automatic revolving door. It's got hand rails on the revolving part that people can "click;" once the bar has been clicked, the floor will vibrate to let people know it's time to leave the revolving door and walk into the building proper. It's also got a new "smart" floor that automatically adjusts itself so that it always works well, even when it's on a boat. I ask him about whether he'll be able to sell the design, since he did it as a school project; he replies that some companies he's worked with in the past have volunteered to help build the prototype, and that he may or may not sell the design later. I notice he seems a bit cagey about the topic. While we've been talking, we've been walking around and around and around.


The buffet
I'm going through a buffet line behind my parents and my wife. Somehow I've arrived late; they're already nearly done, and the conference will be starting again soon (though no one is quite sure when). I hope they give us sufficient warning. My wife advises me to get a bunch of food in my bowl and take it to the conference hall now, since I probably won't have time to finish out here. I put some Chicken Tagine on one side of my bowl and some desert on the other side. I'm not happy about their mixing, but there aren't any plates available and I don't want to try to carry two bowls. Mom points to the tagine and asks what it is; I tell her the main ingredients, though I tell her she'll have to ask my wife about what's in the sauce.


Fragments
I'm leaving a parking deck.

I'm wandering around a grocery store.

29th
Morning - I had a flash of SOMETHING but I couldn't quite make it out.

Evening Nap - IWL I had just watched "Gravity." GREAT movie; I highly recommend watching it. Most certainly had an affect on my dream but don't let the following keep you from experiencing the movie.

I was flipping end over end in space with no way to stop my rotation. The blood was rushing to my head, wreaking havoc on my equilibrium. I was flailing my arms around cause that was the most I could do, panic. and BAAM I woke up jolting backwards. Startled my Girlfriend :/ .. SORRY.

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30th
Morning - Nothing to report