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Dream Journal #19, May 21st 2011.

Well, slept like at 3 am last night so of course I don’t really remember any dreams. Just one dream fragment though. I remember dreaming about lucid dreaming lol I was at a party, steven was there. They were doing some other thing, and then they saw me looking at lucid dream stuff. That’s all I remember. Going to WBTB now, I shall become lucid

edit: after WBTB

had a lucid, but the dream was very unstable, because there was just too much external noise coming from outside my house and inside my house, sigh.

the lucid started out as me walking in my school towards my friends. the environment and surroundings were very vivid, and they were also very familiar. i dream about school often. it didn’t take anything for me to become lucid- i knew i was lucid as soon as i saw everything. the dream faded as i became lucid, i let it fade. the dreamscape changed, but i was still lucid. i started to see the ceiling of my room, with the fan. first thing i did was rub my hands to stabilize the dream. it didn’t work… the dream started to fade again. it’s like the more i rubbed the more it faded. i awoke to little girls screaming like hell outside playing and a lawn mower. ugh. i tried to deild but it didnt work, so i got up and closed the window.

what was odd however was that i remembered a nonlucid dream in a lucid dream! something i did in the lucid dream (i forgot) triggered a memory, from before the WBTB same night. here’s the nonlucid:

I was living in my current house and i took my bike. I rode and i rode until i got to my neighbors house (this neighbor should have lived right next to me… but for some reason he was a block away now). I see that they trust me and my family a lot, but I go into their garage and steal a bunch of drinks. I bring them back to my house and tell my parents I got free drinks lol. After a while of doing this (like 3 times), John, my neighbor, comes over. He knows about me stealing the drinks and he tells my dad, I hear all this from the backyard eavesdropping. I get nervous, but I eventually just go up to John and say I’m sorry… I’ve had a history of stealing things in my past and its hard to overcome. lol. The dream ends there I believe.