Thena

First lucid dream I've had in nearly a year!

Two friends and I are starting a long trip, and the first step is taking a train to the airport. The train is very crowded, but we manage to find three seats together. It's late and night and both of my friends immediately doze off. I'm too worried about losing track of my bags if I fall asleep. I have my backpack, but I also have a couple of shopping bags filled with magazines and envelopes containing important documents. Why didn't I just put the important stuff in the backpack? It would have been so much easier! I rummage through the bags and find a large carabiner. I use it to clip the shopping bags to my backpack. There's a kid who comes up to me to ask what I'm doing. I try to give him a curt answer and send him away, but his mother sits next to me and won't stop talking.

I find myself in an antiques store in the city with the mother. We need some information, and I decide that the store clerk needs to look up an registry and print it out for us. There's a table with a plexiglass top and several dry-erase markers sitting nearby. I think the clerk will have an easier time looking up our information if I write down the names she needs to look up. But my attempt to write "registry" comes out as "S J" in an elaborate font. I stare at it and can't imagine that I wrote something that complex. The woman starts yelling at me, asking how stupid I am if I can't spell our names. I tell her, "I'm sorry. Sometimes when I'm dreaming, I have trouble writing." I look at her, then look at the clerk as it sinks in: this is a dream! I try to remember if I had any goals in mind, but come up empty. The only thing that comes to mind is that I want ice cream. So I march through the store entrance, which turns into a hallway in an old Victorian house. I pass several rooms looking for a kitchen, but it seems I'm out of practice at staying lucid. I get distracted by a parlor room full of people.